The Zhou family ancestral hall is the spiritual throne of the first twenty-eight generations, and Zhou Baicai is considered to be the twenty-nine generations. Although several brothers of the same generation are no longer alive, they are not considered his ancestors. Therefore, the sacrificial poems only worship the twenty-eight generations of ancestors.

This old cabbage didn't look old at all. When he led his descendants to perform the ceremony of kneeling three times and knocking nine times, he moved neatly and straightened his waist. This made Zhou Wei finally believe that he and the great-grandmother of the school beauties might really have pure love.

Worshiping ancestors is common on the earth in the 21st century, and Zhou Wei is not very new. What interested him was hundreds of ancestor spirit positions and various sacrifices placed in front of the spirit positions. It is worthy of being a big family. Not only did it use cattle, sheep, pigs, and various fruits and wines, but Zhou Wei, a professional, could see at a glance that these foods were obviously lacking in souls.

Just like a group of pretentious people and monsters, even if they wear women's clothes, they will not become delicate and beautiful women.

"It's all chemical food?"

Zhou Wei was a little surprised. The chef's status in this world is extraordinary. The Zhou family is also a chef's home. Is it really appropriate to use these chemical foods when worshiping ancestors?

Although the technology in this world is amazing, these chemical foods look good and taste good, but the fake ones are fake. Are you really not afraid of being struck by lightning when using these things to fool your ancestors?

Zhou Wei looked at hundreds of ancestor spirit positions, and a strange sense of tacit understanding suddenly rose from his heart.

Among the hundreds of ancestral spiritual positions, more than twenty suddenly established some mysterious connection with him. After careful examination, they found that they were twenty-seven ancestors! The spiritual positions were still placed quietly in the mourning hall, without suddenly shaking and emitting white light and other bloody expressions, but Zhou Wei clearly felt twenty-seven uneasy emotions.

That's right, it's not anger, it's not resentment, it's not pain, it's just uneasiness.

It is hard to tell whether it is the remnant souls of these twenty-seven ancestors or the last emotion that is stuck in this world. They are conveying some information to the most compatible Xuan Xuan grandson among their descendants.

"Child, we are all the same people."

"All of them are great and glorious chefs."

"The future of the Zhou family depends on you..."

What does the bullshit Zhou family future have to do with me? Zhou Wei suddenly muttered in a low voice, ‘Fart!’

Fortunately, his voice was not loud, and no one expected that a baby who had just turned one year old would swear when worshiping his ancestors. Zhou Baicai just sighed heavily and opened up the topic.

"Do you feel strange? My Zhou family has been paying homage to our ancestors for many years. The sacrifices we use must be natural food. Why is this abnormal? All chemical foods are used? Even if these top chemical foods are cooked by graduate students with food education, they are very close to natural foods, and their impact on human genes is even more slim. But fake things are always fake! This is considered disrespectful to our ancestors!"

The ancestral hall suddenly became silent. Lao Baicai was famous for being moody. Who dared to talk casually at this time?

"You unfilial descendants should think about why my Zhou family is in today's situation!"

Zhou Baicai turned around and pointed at the Zhou family members with his hand, his beard raised: "Including this guy Tudou, my Zhou family has been passed down to thirty-two generations!"

"Including me, the alive old guy, there have been four third-level chefs and twenty-four trainee chefs. For hundreds of years, my Zhou family has enjoyed the glory of chefs and has become the largest family in Yangdongcheng!"

"But now? I am over 70 years old this year, and my compatibility with various natural foods has decreased year by year. Even using 'kitchen utensils' has gradually become unable to do so. If one day my old man died, the Zhou family would have no chefs! Just because of you unfilial descendants, you will still be able to use natural food to pay tribute to your ancestors? I'm afraid you won't have enough food to eat at that time!"

"Since that's the case, it's better to start today. Our Zhou family will use chemical food to pay tribute to our ancestors cleanly! Let the ancestors see how useless their descendants are, just a bunch of food, idiots!"

Zhou Wei nodded slightly when he heard this. Although this old guy's private life was a little confused and his eyes were not blind, he could still see the crisis of the Zhou family?

Zhou Baifan knelt down in front of Zhou Baicai with a thud, and kowtowed several times: "Dad, don't get angry. My daughter, your granddaughter Zhou Cha is already a doctoral student at Huadingcheng Food University. In less than a year, she can get a doctorate in food..."

This bowl of rice is quite good at making trouble. He took the opportunity and never forgot to help his daughter in order to consolidate his status as a second wife.

Zhou Baicai looked at him coldly: "You have given birth to a good daughter, otherwise I would have handed over most of the Zhou family's property to the second house with you and those two unsatisfactory sons? Unfortunately... Cha'er is a girl after all, and even if the food doctor from the college has been learning forever, he still cannot improve his compatibility with natural food. If he can't be an intern chef for a day, his fate is still in the hands of others, and his help to the family is limited."

Speaking of this, I looked at Zhou Dagua and Zhou Dagua in her arms: "Dagua, your qualifications are good, but unfortunately you are willing to fall into depravity. You have to marry an 'alien human'. It is impossible for you to awaken and become a chef in your life. But your son may still have some hope..."

"That woman is a serious alienator of limbs. The son she gave birth to after combining with your noble chef's bloodline has not been alienated. Then she has a one-ten thousand chance to become an "extreme bloodline purifier". If that's true, I might consider getting you back to the Zhou family."

Zhou Dagua smiled faintly when she heard this, and wanted to reject her grandfather's "good intention".

Over the years, he and Cen Xiaotian have been together and have long been used to this kind of life that is poor and difficult but free.

Although the benefits of the Zhou family are not enjoyable, they don’t have to live cautiously in this intriguing big family. Isn’t that good?

Everyone is thinking about how to be looked at by his grandfather every day, but Zhou Dagua is poor and has a poor ambition, so he is not rare at all!

"Dagua, you don't have to be busy rejecting me. You should think about your wife and children. If Tudou is really a talented person, the Zhou family will concentrate all resources to cultivate him. He will have a bright future in the future. Is this not what you want to see? As for that woman... As the saying goes, 'Mother is precious by her son', the Zhou family will give her a title and a better life."

Zhou Wei looked up at her cheap dad. The conditions for the old cabbage seemed to be pretty good. Maybe my dad would be moved by it?

He has no admiration for the Zhou family, but he can't talk about hatred. If he can use the Zhou family's power to make his life easier with his parents, it seems to be a good choice. Of course, this depends first on the parents' wishes.

Zhou Dagua said lightly: "Grandfather, I think it's better to let Tudou catch Zhou first. It's too early to say anything now."

"Okay, I hope the potatoes can perform well."

Zhou Baicai glanced at the pink and tender Zhou Wei and ordered: "Prepare to catch Zhou! Lao Cang, take the 'that thing' I specially prepared together..."
Chapter completed!