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Wu Youren put down his chopsticks and said, "The fish wasn't cooked quite right. If it had been cooked a little later, it would have tasted even better."

"But Father, this dish doesn't look like something you would make. Did you call me here to test me?"

"Zhu Zi, what do you think of this dish?" Wu Baotian turned his gaze to He Yuzhu.

"Master, I think the oil temperature was a little too low when frying the fish celery, which affected the taste of the dish," He Yuzhu replied, looking at his master with eager eyes.

After listening to the two men's conversation, Wu Baotian shook his head inwardly: compared to He Yuzhu, his son was still a little lacking.

"This stir-fried fish and celery dish was made by your junior apprentice, Zhu Zi. Today is his first time cooking."

"Zhu Zi, remember the shortcomings your senior brother pointed out, as well as the problems you discovered yourself. Pay close attention to them when you cook in the future."

Upon hearing Wu Baotian's words, Wu Youren stared wide-eyed at his father, pointing at He Yuzhu and saying, "Dad, you're saying this is the first time Zhuzi has cooked? He can make something like this right after he started cooking? You're not kidding me, are you?"

"This is your junior apprentice's skill. If you don't work harder, he'll surpass you in no time." Wu Baotian glanced at his son. "Don't just stand there, go back to work."

"Zhu Zi, take this dish to the waiter so they can serve it to the customers."

After handing the dishes to the waiter, He Yuzhu returned to the kitchen and quietly awaited his master's instructions.

Wu Baotian sized up his apprentice, who was even taller than himself—judging by his height alone, no one would guess he was only fifteen years old.

At this rate of development, in two years at most, I won't have anything left to teach him. This kid will surpass me sooner or later, becoming the student who surpasses the teacher.

Wu Baotian waved his hand, telling He Yuzhu to go about his business and to call him if anything came up.

He was thinking to himself that he needed to have a serious talk with the boss, Luan Xuetang: now that Zhu Zi could cook, she should be paid the wages of a chef, and not the wages of a waiter.

After get off work, He Yuzhu went to his master Shang Zhirong's house as usual.

In three years, he has learned the practice methods of the three great skills: "Half-Step Bengquan", "Dantian Qi Strike" and "Big Pole", mastered the special training method of "Three-Step Kung Fu", understood the mysteries of various energy paths, and mastered the unique Bagua training method.

Shang Zhirong called He Yuzhu over and said, "Zhuzi, over the past three years, you have laid a solid foundation in your kung fu."

"Today, I will teach you the advanced stances and techniques of Xingyi Quan, as well as the unique hidden weapon 'Iron Walnut' and the self-defense short weapon 'Iron Chopsticks'." The old man's expression was very serious. "Although you are very talented, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity."

Especially the Bagua practice method, which requires diligent daily practice—this is a supreme method that cultivates both internal and external strength, emphasizing both nourishment and training.

After speaking, Shang Zhirong personally demonstrated the key points of these skills.

He Yuzhu practiced with great concentration. After practicing several times, the old man saw that he had grasped the essence and instructed him: "Go back and study it slowly. Don't rush to succeed. Don't try to do too much at once."

"Master," He Yuzhu said suddenly, standing in a horse stance, "There's something I've been keeping to myself for a long time, and since you're in a good mood today, I'd like to ask you about it."

Shang Zhirong raised an eyebrow: "Oh, is there something that can stump you?"

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