He Zhou spoke coldly: "Hello, I am a chef at Zhou's Restaurant. My surname is He. I am at your service."

His tone didn't sound sincere at all.

While the middle-aged man was sizing them up, He Jing was also sizing him up... Average face, big beard, slicked-back hair, she was sure it was "Taro".

Yu Tou glanced at He Jing, not taking her seriously, and said impatiently, "Let's get started quickly, Ah Long and I can't wait."

Ah Long?

He Jing glanced into the corner of the private room and noticed that there was another person in the shadows.

The young man named Ah Long slowly emerged from the shadows, dressed in a court-style gold-threaded shirt and a suit vest. His charming, smiling eyes were somewhat overshadowed by his gold-rimmed glasses.

He smiled and said, "I've heard you're the rising star of the culinary world. I've heard so much about you."

He Zhou seemed to loathe the title, and quietly gritted his teeth.

He Jing: "?"

The new king?

How come she didn't know about this?

Then, as if heaven intended to dispel her doubts, Ah Long continued, "I heard that you are a mind reader of common food. No matter what kind of cheap food it is, you have the magic to turn the rotten into the magical. Please let us see it."

At this point, He Jing finally understood the meaning of the phrase "the newcomer is not friendly".

Opportunity? Challenge? ... It seems more like a challenge. This guy named A Long clearly wants to see He Zhou make a fool of himself.

He Zhou's brows furrowed with a fierce aura. He already had a bad temper, and now it had been ignited. If it weren't for He Jing's sudden, clear laugh, reminding him...

"Really? I didn't know Third Brother had this skill! Third Brother, let's get started quickly, don't keep the guests waiting."

He Zhou regained his senses in an instant, suppressed the gloom in his eyes, and walked coldly to the kitchen counter at the end of the room.

As soon as He Jing spoke, Yu Tou and A Long both looked at her.

With just this one sentence, they were certain that He Jing was no ordinary person.

Ah Long smiled and murmured, "Third Brother?"

He Jing raised her head, looking like an innocent girl who knew nothing, and said with great pride, "Yes, I am Third Brother's mascot. No matter what dish Third Brother makes, he always brings me along. The manager said that Third Brother is serving a very important guest today, so I came."

After saying that, Yu Tou and A Long exchanged a glance, and the doubt in their eyes disappeared.

Forget it, the person in front of me is just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, what could be so extraordinary about her?

She looks like she can't even lift a pot.

Ah Long laughed: "Then you should cheer on your third brother."

If they can't be satisfied today, He Zhou's career may be over.

He Jing raised her chin and said, "Of course!"

Then, she walked over to He Zhou.

He Zhou had already begun selecting the ingredients the manager had prepared for him. On the exquisite kitchen counter were frozen meat, discounted meat, dead shrimp, dead crab...

I grabbed a can of rice wine on a whim, only to find it was almost expired!

He Zhou frowned deeply, and a surge of anger welled up in his chest. Even if he was the "mind reader of common food" and could turn the rotten into the magical, he couldn't possibly make stale ingredients look amazing. These two people were clearly making things difficult for him!

He Jing's expression also changed, her delicate eyebrows furrowing deeply. She saw He Zhou slap a knife on the cutting board with a "snap," clearly about to explode.

He Jing immediately pressed his hand down, looked into his eyes and smiled: "Third Brother, you can do it."