The group of four returned to their restaurant, and naturally there was a celebration in the restaurant.

As an old friend and partner, Yu Hai had already arranged a celebration banquet for Chef Luo in advance. Even the big boss called to congratulate him, saying that this was definitely a good thing for their Jinghua Hotel.

This is indeed the case. When the program is broadcast, it will be free advertising, and the store's business will surely be booming.

The boss has many other businesses and doesn't usually participate in the restaurant's operations. However, he has a keen eye for choosing partners. The two head chefs, who also serve as deputy general managers, are fully responsible for the restaurant's operations, which are thriving.

That day, the restaurant closed an hour early in the evening, and the entire staff celebrated for their team. Chef Yu even personally prepared Chef Luo's favorite steamed grouper.

Because Chef Luo cannot eat spicy food, the dishes on the table are mainly Cantonese cuisine, including pan-fried swordfish, garlic shrimp, stir-fried crab with green onion and ginger, blanched Chinese cabbage, salted fish and eggplant pot, white-cut chicken, etc. Of course, there are also several Sichuan signature dishes such as Maoxuewang, boiled beef, twice-cooked pork, etc. The dishes are very rich.

Everyone was as cheerful as if it were Chinese New Year, toasting Chef Luo one after another. He'd had quite a few too, and then, unable to restrain himself, he'd eaten a few bites of chili-infused dishes. He probably had diarrhea again that evening.

After a satisfying meal and a few drinks, Chef Luo had no choice but to call for a designated driver. Sitting in the back seat, Ye Tian saw him tilt his head back in the passenger seat, seemingly falling asleep. But as soon as the driver braked, he seemed to wake up again. His head swayed from side to side the entire way, but he finally arrived home safely.

"Are you drunk?" Chen Xin asked immediately as she looked at her husband who staggered into the house.

"I'm so happy today! We beat those foreigners with high scores, and Xiaoye is also very hardworking. It's a great honor for me to have her as my apprentice!" Chef Luo's words were unclear and a little disorganized.

"Tiantian, you are tired too, so go to bed early." The master's wife said something to Ye Tian first, then helped Chef Luo into the bedroom.

After the master bedroom door was closed, Ye Tian vaguely heard the voice of the master's wife, who seemed to be scolding the master. She laughed in her heart: It turns out that the gentle master's wife also has times when she loses her temper. The master is probably admitting his mistake, hahahaha...

Then, she seemed to hear the master say: Let me go to the bathroom first, I have diarrhea...

Ye Tian returned to the guest room, washed off the food smell, changed into comfortable pajamas, and then found a pen and paper. She carefully wrote out a stomach-nourishing Chinese medicine prescription, planning to give it to her master and his wife tomorrow morning. She would then ask them to take it to the old Chinese doctor to see if there were any problems with the prescription and whether it could be used by her master.

She especially hoped that the master could adjust his stomach, because the way he looked at the Maoxuewang at dinner, and the way he insisted on eating twice-cooked pork after drinking, looked quite pitiful and lacked his usual cheerfulness.

Moreover, as a chef, only by tasting the dishes you cook can you discover the shortcomings of the dishes and continuously improve them. Why is Chef Luo's best dish boiled cabbage? Isn't it because it is not spicy? He can taste it and know what needs to be improved, which is why he keeps making better and better dishes.

Chef Luo could have switched to a less spicy dish, but his ancestors were all Sichuanese chefs, and his father had been a chef for state banquets, so he couldn't give up on that. Furthermore, he himself was a huge fan of Sichuan cuisine.

The next morning, the master got up on time to have breakfast, but he had dark circles under his eyes, so he probably had diarrhea during the night.

A simple set of meat buns and porridge had been laid out on the dining table. "The buns here are delicious. I buy them all the time. Tiantian, you can have two more. They have both meat and vegetables. This one has a three-fresh filling, and this one has pork and scallions. They're both delicious." The master's wife moved the bun tray toward Ye Tian.

The buns were not too big, so Ye Tian ate four of them. The taste of each filling was indeed good, better than those made in many bun shops.

Lele also ate two, and then the teacher's wife sent her to attend extracurricular classes.

Actually, because she was busy preparing for the competition, Ye Tian only tutored him once. Lele was actually quite smart, but maybe boys tend to be slow to learn, so he was always confused about everything he learned. Ye Tian reviewed his math from the previous semester, and it had some effect, so she planned to help him with other subjects.

"Master, there was an old Chinese doctor who passed away in our hometown. He left behind a prescription for nourishing the stomach. My uncle happened to have it, so I asked for a copy for you. It may not be suitable for your symptoms, but it can be a reference." Ye Tian made up an excuse in his mind for a long time and handed the paper with the prescription to Chef Luo.

"An old recipe, that's great! Thank you, Xiaoye! Although I've tried many Chinese medicines over the years, I'll definitely try this again if I get the chance. Let's take a break today. When your master's wife comes back, we'll go to Tong Ren Tang and ask a familiar old Chinese doctor to look at this recipe." The master unfolded the paper, carefully read the Chinese medicine written on it, and said, "Xiaoye, your handwriting is really good. I'll have to let Lele and you practice it later!"

Ye Tian replied that she was quite confident in her handwriting and could speak Chinese. She thought she was only afraid of math and English, but that wasn't right. When Lele started junior high and started learning physics, chemistry, and biology, she wouldn't be able to do them either...

Lele can pick up his extracurricular class in the afternoon, which is similar to the summer camp where several special interest classes cooperate with each other, so after sending him to school, Chen Xin came back first.

When she heard that Ye Tian had obtained an old prescription, she was actually very excited. "Then let's go out now. It would be great if it works. Otherwise, we won't be able to eat spicy food at every meal or gathering!"

The old Chinese doctor they went to see had helped Luo Zhongxi regulate his spleen and stomach for a period of time before, but the prescription that worked for others had no effect on him, and the old Chinese doctor was helpless.

"This prescription is indeed an ancient one. It is different from the basic prescription we used before which only had one medicine. We also made additions and subtractions based on this. Although this prescription only adjusts one medicine, it seems very simple and seems very reasonable. I think it can be tried. Thank you for taking out such a precious prescription." The old Chinese doctor is over 80 years old, with a kind face, and has always blamed himself for not being able to cure Chef Luo's illness.

"Most Chinese medicines nowadays are artificially cultivated, and their efficacy is much worse than before. I will try to adjust the dosage. I'll prescribe you three days of medication and you can try it, and then we'll adjust it based on the situation," he added.

Chef Luo nodded quickly. "Thank you, old man. I'll go back and enjoy my meal. Look, this little girl is my apprentice. My wife and I think she's too thin. Could you please take her pulse and see if she needs any nourishment?"

The master's wife pulled Ye Tian to the front.

The old Chinese doctor first looked at Ye Tian's face, felt her pulse, and checked her tongue. Then he said, "It's not a serious fever. Her physical foundation wasn't very good, but she's been well-nourished since she became an adult. She's made up for it a lot. Just eat more red dates and eat more nutritious foods. There's no need to take Chinese medicine specifically."

"Thank you, old man." Chef Luo, his wife and Ye Tian expressed their gratitude together.

Ye Tian hadn't expected her master to have a doctor examine her. When she first arrived, she looked like a refugee—dark, yellow, and thin. Luckily, her master and his wife hadn't seen her then, or they would have been horrified. Now she worked in the cafeteria, cooked her own meals, and ate well. Flipping the wok every day was exercise, and her health naturally improved.

Come to think of it, she had been in the capital for more than a month, and she really missed the school’s third canteen and the lovely colleagues there.

Her summer vacation was indeed coming to an end, and she had already bought a high-speed rail ticket for a week later.

Before leaving, she might only be at the restaurant for a day or two, so she decided to write a simple calligraphy copybook for Lele at home to strengthen his handwriting structure. Lele's handwriting looked like it hadn't woken up yet, lying there lazily, and she felt sleepy just looking at it.

She could have skipped the restaurant for a few days, but Chef Luo secretly told her that Chef Yu Hai wanted her to choose a Cantonese dish she wanted to learn, and he would teach her personally. This was a great opportunity. Of course, Chef Yu was definitely doing this for her master's sake, but the master didn't want her to worry about it. She just wanted to learn what she could.

God gave her such a good master and master's wife, Ye Tian felt that she was so lucky!