However, what happened next surprised them even more.
Liu Yihang took off his apron and greeted Lin Guihua: "Mom, the instructor is going to inspect the dormitories tonight, I'm running late, I have to go now."
Lin Guihua hurriedly urged them to go back to school for class.
The peak season is long over now, there aren't many people, and she can manage.
The group left in a hurry.
Seeing this scene, the Wang uncle and nephew were stunned.
The chef they considered a master chef turned out to be a freshman in college.
Wang Jianbin coughed twice to ease his embarrassment.
"Sister, your child is quite good at making fried rice. Is there a culinary tradition in your family?" he asked Lin Guihua tentatively.
Lin Guihua is straightforward and said directly, "There's no such thing as inheritance. Our child got into university, but we're poor. To raise the tuition fees, he decided to set up a stall to sell fried rice and barbecue to earn some money so we could come to Tianzhou City."
If you enjoy the food, please come again anytime.
After saying that, Lin Guihua went back to her work.
The uncle and nephew finished the whole plate of fried rice and still felt like they hadn't had enough.
They finished all the braised dishes they ordered.
Wang Jianbin finally understood why his nephew had eaten too much.
It's fucking delicious.
For a top-tier chef like him, this is the first time he's ever found the food at such a humble, unassuming restaurant to be delicious.
The two were eating.
Unexpectedly, someone asked, "Can we share a table?"
Although the restaurant wasn't particularly busy at the moment, every table and chair was occupied, so if you wanted to eat, you had to share a table.
Wang Donghai felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.
Looking up, I saw Professor Chen.
He immediately stood up to offer his seat: "Professor Chen, please."
Chen Yiping looked and exclaimed, "Oh ho, this person recognizes me!"
He teaches many students, but not all of them can be matched with his name.
"What's your major?" he asked kindly as he sat down.
"Professor Chen, I'm from the Chinese Literature Department. You recommended this restaurant during class this morning, so I came here," Wang Donghai said reservedly.
So that's how it is.
"See? My recommendation was right!" Chen Yiping said with pride.
He's been thinking about this taste all day, so when he had some time tonight, he came over again.
Wang Donghai immediately said, "This restaurant is indeed extraordinary, especially the fried rice, which tastes absolutely delicious."
I specially invited my second uncle to come and try it; he's a top-notch chef who loves researching food.
Chen Yiping thought to himself, "They sell fried rice with eggs in this shop? I'll have to try it."
Looking at his nephew who had sold him out, Wang Jianbin had no choice but to greet Chen Yiping: "Hello, Professor Chen!"
Chen Yiping responded warmly, "Hello, is the food good?"
"Not bad, not bad!" Wang Jianbin laughed, saying that it was more than just good; he himself was a little lacking in skill.
However, he then thought that he knew more dishes than they did, and that made him feel much better.
Chen Yiping ordered a plate of egg fried rice and some braised dishes.
Lin Guihua recognized Professor Chen from last night, Liu Yihang's cheap mentor.
She immediately said kindly, "Old Chen is here? I'll cut up some braised meat for you right away. Would you like some beer? I'll go buy you two bottles." She remembered that this old man had said he wanted to drink beer just yesterday.
Since it's newly opened, the store isn't fully prepared yet, but Liu Xiangdong has already arranged for someone from the Sanhe Street Market to deliver beer tomorrow.
Chen Yiping thought it wouldn't hurt to have a couple of sips, so he agreed.
Lin Guihua would just stand outside the door and call out, and the beer would be delivered right away.
A few minutes later, Liu Xiangdong brought out the fried rice with egg.
"Mr. Chen, here's your fried rice with egg."
Only then did Wang Donghai notice what the boss looked like.
He does resemble his son somewhat.
"Professor Chen, you missed it," Wang Donghai reminded him.
"What did I miss?" Chen Yiping asked, puzzled.
"This restaurant offers two flavors of fried rice: one is the one the owner just made, and the other is the one his son made."
"The boss's cooking is certainly delicious, but to say it's absolutely the best, it has to be his son's," Wang Donghai explained.
"You mean Yihang? Then I'll come back tomorrow and have him make another one for me to try." After saying that, Chen Yiping took a bite.
I was surprised at how incredibly delicious this fried rice was.
But Wang Donghai actually said that it wasn't delicious enough, and that Liu Yihang's version was even better.
This made Chen Yiping's mouth water, and he swallowed it in big gulps.
Seeing how much he enjoyed his food, Wang Donghai thought, "Fine, I guess I was wrong."
Liu Xiangdong grilled another plate of skewers and brought it over.
"Mr. Chen, please have a taste."
"I didn't order any grilled skewers?"
"Look at what you're saying. You're Yihang's mentor. Let alone a little bit of barbecue, we'll make whatever you want to eat. You eat first, we're going to get busy," Lin Guihua interjected.
"Uh, this is really..." Chen Yiping had no choice but to accept this kindness.
He can't possibly eat all this food by himself.
"Why don't you eat with us? It would be a waste if I ate it all by myself." Chen Yiping helped the Wang uncle and nephew eat together.
"Thank you, Professor Chen!" Wang Donghai said, then took a skewer of grilled meat.
He never expected that the young man actually had some connection with Professor Chen.
Master? Could it be that he studied calligraphy under Professor Chen?
Wang Donghai was secretly surprised.
After thanking him, Wang Jianbin took a bite of the grilled skewer.
I was shocked again.
This shop is really interesting. The food it sells may be ordinary, but the taste is truly extraordinary.
The ability to make ordinary things taste extraordinary – that’s probably the greatest skill a chef can have.
At that moment, he seemed to have grasped many things.
Meanwhile, at the People's Daily headquarters, everyone in the newspaper was working overtime to prepare for tomorrow's paper.
This morning, Wang Wei, who had been away on a business trip for several days, finally returned, bringing back photos he had taken on the train and firsthand interview materials.
He had even finished writing the manuscript and was just waiting for the editor-in-chief's approval.
Sure enough, the editor-in-chief of People's Daily read his article and those shocking photos.
The women and children, drugged and incapacitated, carried in baskets on their backs, all spoke volumes about the perilous situation at the time.
At this moment, a young person who steps forward is an absolute hero.
The editor-in-chief was very interested in the article and immediately decided to put it on the front page tomorrow.
He instructed Wang Wei to immediately refine the draft and arrange for the logistics staff to work overtime to ensure the news would appear on the front page tomorrow.
In this era of limited information, news like this, which grabs people's attention, is sure to go viral, and the newspaper can make a fortune.
Who doesn't love stories of heroes, especially true stories like these?
Meanwhile, the protagonist of the story, Liu Yihang, is tidying up his belongings in his dormitory.
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