Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Duan Zhihui said: "Don't worry, it won't interfere with your studies."

Zheng Juzi gritted her teeth and asked almost word by word: "We are so familiar with each other, do you think I am afraid of delaying my studies?"

Duan Zhihui… “I thought you signed the order and were in a good mood.”

Zheng Juzi was indeed in a good mood, and said, "I just don't want you to ruin my good mood."

Duan Zhihui felt that this was a bit unreasonable, but he still said: "It's just a small favor. It won't ruin your good mood."

Zheng Juzi asked: "What's the matter?"

Duan Zhihui: “Just cook a meal.”

"Cooking? Is your company's canteen chef on holiday today?"

"Either you make the company's main dishes or some of your local specialty dishes," Duan Zhihui explained.

Zheng Juzi was even more confused. "Our specialty? Aren't you and I from the same place?"

There are only special dishes when you go out. She can’t think of what the special dishes are when she eats them every day. She treats foreigners to home-cooked meals, even though they don’t appreciate them very much. But how do you want to make special dishes?

"Is it enough to just cook a few home-cooked dishes? I don't want to cook anything that is too difficult or time-consuming." Although she knows a lot, she doesn't want to cook too much.

Duan Zhihui shook his head and told the story of the head of the imperial capital returning to his hometown. To put it simply, the old man left his hometown when the Japanese were fighting, and half a century had passed in a flash.

"When the old man left home, all his relatives were gone, and he never came back because he was alone. Now that he is old, he wants to come back and take a look.

He arrived at the county guesthouse yesterday and said he missed the taste of his hometown and wanted to eat hometown food.

The county guesthouse has made a lot of our local dishes, but the old leaders said they don’t taste as good as they did back then.”

Zheng Juzi… “Although I also want to do something for the anti-Japanese heroes, how would I know if you guys don’t know?”

Duan Zhihui said: "The old leader is from our Aotang Village. He will be here this afternoon."

Zheng Juzi felt like he was about to explode. He had treated the foreigners warmly in the morning, so it was natural that he should be even more enthusiastic towards his former hero.

She thought she had some talent in cooking, but the problem was that you had to know what people really wanted to eat. If she just wanted the food to taste good, she was afraid that the chef in the county guesthouse could cook better than her.

But the taste that most people miss from their childhood is the taste of their mother. At that time, their mother was not even born yet, so how could they know what their mother tasted like?

"It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I don't know how to help." Zheng Juzi refused sincerely, "Old hero, if you ask me to make some fresh food, that's totally fine. I can make some home-cooked food, specialties, even Western food, but I really don't know how to make dishes that don't even have a name.

What's more, many food materials are different now. For example, the pigs in my farm used to be black pigs that took a whole year to grow to 100 kilograms. Now they are large white pigs that can weigh 300 to 400 kilograms in half a year. Although large white pigs eat less and grow meat faster, they are not as tasty as black pigs.

The same is true for rice. The varieties that were grown before have long been forced to be eliminated, and the way they are grown has also changed a lot. In the past, pesticides and fertilizers were not used, but now many families use them, and the taste of the food grown in this way is also different."

Zheng Juzi's words were very objective. For the sake of yield, growth rate, shelf life, disease and insect resistance, etc., the orange trees that she likes and are still growing on a large scale now will become hard to find in a few decades, not to mention daily food ingredients.

This is understandable. Take food for example. When it comes to food, the first thing we pursue is definitely the output. Only when everyone is full will we pursue the taste.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to. Even if she knew what dishes the old leader wanted to eat, the ingredients were gone. What should she do?

Duan Zhihui really didn't expect there would be such a reason, but this reason is an objective reason.

After all, the taste in memory can only be made with the ingredients in memory.

"This matter is really difficult to handle." Duan Zhihui felt that what she said made sense.

But reason cannot solve the problem.

"The old leader wants to see you." Duan Zhihui said the rest.

Not just wanting to have a meal? Zheng Juzi... "I... him, is it okay? Why would you want to see me?"

Duan Zhihui said, "The old chief's surname is also Zheng, so you and I are actually from the same family. All his direct relatives in his hometown are gone, so he wants to meet other descendants. Among the several Zheng families in your village, you are the most promising, so he wants to meet you."

This was not originally going to happen. The old chief wanted to come and see it in a low-key manner. He was just informed of this fact for some reason. That's why he thought that if the Zheng family could make the hometown dishes that the old chief missed, maybe they could get extra points in front of the old chief.

Now it seems that I can only eat home-cooked meals.

Zheng Juzi also understood Duan Zhihui's meaning. It was his good intention.

She is actually very willing to cling to someone powerful, but the problem is that she has to be able to cling to that person too.

For matters like this, she decided it would be safer to ask Zheng Hanqiu to do it, because no matter whether she succeeded or not, at least she wouldn't mess it up.

As for herself, she has always been able to bravely try and make mistakes, and shamelessly forgive herself.

"Actually, my sister can do it too. She has even published a book." Zheng Juzi felt that things were very rushed and there was no preparation at all.

Duan Zhihui actually thinks that Zheng Hanqiu is more reliable. It's not that Zheng Juzi is bad, but he is too eccentric. Sometimes it is a good thing to make people feel excited and passionate. Even if he is unreliable, that is normal.

But older people probably like children who are more well-behaved, and Zheng Hanqiu can at least pretend to be well-behaved.

Especially for girls, it’s just like that whether it’s real or fake, but it’s better for them to look well-behaved.

"The old leader specifically wants to see you." Duan Zhihui emphasized that such a person is not the kind of person who would laugh it off and talk nonsense casually, and what he says is what it is.

Zheng Juzi… "If I pretend to be sick now, is it a serious problem?"

Duan Zhihui once again confirmed Zheng Juzi's jumpiness - If you really want to pretend to be sick, then just do it, why are you telling me? !

After that, can I still answer you?

Zheng Juzi wanted to cheat: "I need to discuss this with my dad."

Duan Zhihui glared at her and asked, "Do you want to discuss this directly with your grandma?"

Zheng Juzi: "That's fine too. If my grandma doesn't agree, then you can't blame me for this."

Duan Zhihui felt that if she asked, Mrs. Zheng would definitely not agree, so she quickly said, "You take a rest, I'll go talk to the old lady."

After saying that, he went straight to the meat processing factory to look for someone without waiting for her to say anything.