[Tell me.] Shen Xu said, looking at Zhen Yuan with expectant eyes.
[Sourdough bread.] The man said and Shen Xu couldn't help but be shocked.
[Sourdough bread..., Ayuan, you..., do you know that most sourdough recipes have exactly three ingredients; two of which are excluded from the count?] He asked and Zhen Yuan nodded with a trace of mischief in his eyes.
[Is this to force me to make and mix one thousand types of flours?] The double asked and Zhen Yuan smiled.
[The space has thousands of grains, flowers, fruits, vegetables, and other plants. It's not impossible to make one thousand types of flours.] He said but Shen Xu grimaced with a helpless look.
[Making flour is not difficult. The challenge lies in mixing them.] He said and Zhen Yuan nodded.
[I know.] He said.
In the end, Shen Xu could only accept the challenge but secretly vowed to find an opportunity to return the favour.
