Grandpa Pei picked out two abalones from a pile of seafood and examined them in his hand. He found the abalones to be truly exceptional and said, "These abalones need a week's time, you can't eat them until later."
Mei Mengzhen was surprised, "What, a week later? Is it some kind of ancient recipe? That sounds so troublesome."
It's no wonder that Mei Mengzhen thought so much about it; generally, dishes nowadays aren't that troublesome to prepare. If it's not a modern dish, then it must be some ancient recipe.
Grandpa Pei nodded, "Such fine ingredients would be wasted if I didn't try that recipe out. If you all think it's good, it could become a signature dish that surpasses even Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. It's time-consuming to make, but actually, it's not hard to prepare."
"Alright then, there's no dish that Grandpa Pei can't make. So we'll look forward to it a week from now."