My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife’s Bragging!

Chapter 233 - 233: 233: So Careless

Chapter 233 - 233: 233: So Careless

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Suri Drew voiced her confusion: “Huh?”

Yigol Novak explained: “It’s because you suspect that the food made by the robot would taste better than the food made by your husband, so naturally, I

have to prove to you that your husband is the most amazing. People who haven’t eaten food made by your husband might think that the robot’s food is good, but since your husband’s cooking is so amazing and you eat it every day, how could you possibly enjoy a robot’s cooking?”

“If she can cook better than me, wouldn’t that be better? I wouldn’t have to cook anymore. But, I can only dream, it will never happen. You’ll see for yourself later if you don’t believe me.”

“So let’s eat first, and when Penny is done, I’ll try the robot’s cooking.” Suri picked up her chopsticks, but the more she looked at Yigol, the funnier she found the situation: “Husband, if you want to be competitive, just admit it!”

Yigol responded with a bitter smile: “Alright, if you want to call me competitive, that’s fine. But my cooking is great. I can’t believe that you, my wife, are doubting that food made by a robot would taste better than mine!” “I must at least prove myself to you. Isn’t that right?”

“And, my dear wife, if someone’s ability in a certain area reaches a certain level, they would not allow anyone to doubt their ability. If you were not my wife, I guess the issue would not be about a robot cooking but rather, fighting someone.”

Suri gave up: “Okay, okay, okay, I’m sorry. Happy now? Good boy.”

Yigol chuckled: “Wife, this isn’t an apology; you’re just placating me. But there’s no choice since you’re my wife. I still have to prove to you that my cooking is the best in the world. You can try it later and tell me your initial impressions.”

Suri challenged: “Alright, you said it. If Penny’s cooking tastes better than yours, don’t get angry.”

Yigol nodded: “I just don’t believe it. No matter how amazing a robot is, it will always be a robot. Can it become an expert? It may be better than ordinary people, but not every single person. Don’t forget, this is a human world, not a robot world. No matter how incredible robots are, they were created by humans.”

“Robots depend on data to control their actions. Human tastes, however, vary from person to person – something a robot cannot satisfy.”

It was rare for Suri to see Yigol so serious, which amused her even more: “Alright, alright, you’re always right, happy now?”

“Come on, husband, let’s eat.’

In front of Suri, Yigol tended to remain calm, making her feel that even if the sky collapsed, he wouldn’t panic.

Only when she was being bullied did Yigol ever reveal a hint of losing his composure.

Even when beating someone up, he still seemed nonchalant.

Such a serious Yigol was truly rare.

His childlike innocence made him even more adorable in Suri’s eyes.

In no time, Penny had finished cooking a dish of stir-fried green beans.

It was made quite fast.

As soon as Penny’s dish was served, Yigol quickly said to Suri: “Wife, now you should try it.”

This made Suri laugh again. She glanced at Penny’s dish and said: “Husband, leaving everything else aside, just looking at the vegetable cutting skill, you can’t compare to it.”

“Her dish has an excellent appearance, making people feel tempted. ”

“But if you look at the dish you made, it’s so simple. The taste is fine, but the presentation is too ordinary and somewhat underwhelming.”

Yigol replied: “Wife, you’re just being stubborn. No matter how fancy her vegetable cutting ability is, it doesn’t have too much to do with the dish’s taste. I usually make home-cooked food, so I don’t bother with such showy things.”

“Look at her dish – it’s all uniform, just like her. It’s a product of some fixed pattern. Even the most skilled chefs will have significant differences in their dishes every time. But a dish made by a robot will always look the same.”

“Cooking is the same. People can adapt and change. A single dish can have various methods and different flavors.”

“The home-cooked food I make may be more enduring to look at. But if you see her dish, which always looks the same, it becomes uninteresting.”

As Suri listened to Yigol, she closely observed Penny’s dish. As she listened more, she felt that what Yigol said made sense.

Although the dish was visually pleasing, it did not have the rich flavor of Yigol’s cooking.

When Yigol cooked, Suri could smell the aroma and her appetite would increase. However, looking at Penny’s dish, Suri did not have any desire to eat it.

Moreover, upon closer inspection, it indeed looked like a product of standardization, rather mechanical.

Suri hesitated then said: “I feel like my judgment is being influenced by you, you bastard.”

Yigol waved his hand: “Fine, I won’t say anything more. You try the dish. This time, you can be the judge.”

Suri hesitated, took a bite, and started chewing. The chewing gradually slowed down, and her expression became less and less pleasant.

After reluctantly eating a mouthful, Suri no longer had the desire to eat a second bite: “Husband, to be fair, this dish actually tastes better than the ones you can get at a restaurant. But compared to yours, it still falls short.”

“I don’t know if it’s because I’m used to eating your cooking, but I feel like I can’t swallow this dish. Moreover, I don’t even have the desire to take a second bite.”

Yigol instantly felt smug: “Wife, you see, the facts prove that your husband is right, don’t they? I actually thought about this a long time ago. I only let her help with washing vegetables and such. As for cooking, not only the ingredients but also the temperature are important. Even if she could imitate some of my cooking methods, she’s still just a robot. She can’t learn the essence. ”

“So, robots can indeed be good helpers in life, but they cannot replace humans, especially not primary characters. When you eat at a restaurant, you’re usually just there to get full. At times like that, it’s not that important for the food to be delicious. But now, you’re eating with the purpose of tasting the dish, and the feelings are different.”

“Wife, if you believe Penny, let her cook for you from now on. You won’t have to eat the food I make, which doesn’t look as good as hers..”