At three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone was either taking a lunch break or going to class. During this time, Chef Zhu ordered sauerkraut fish and Maoxuewang as he wished.

Even during this period of time, business in Song Yiren's store is still booming.

Song Yiren's kitchen is transparent, allowing customers to clearly see everything in the kitchen.

Chef Zhu took out his notes and carefully wrote down every move Song Yiren made when cooking.

Because Song Yiren now prohibits people from using light computers to film scenes in the store, this is also to better protect the privacy of customers.

The little monkey saw Chef Zhu’s behavior at a glance. It knew that Chef Zhu was trying to steal his skills, and immediately started squeaking.

Song Yiren calmed the little monkey down.

If Chef Zhu wants to learn, let him learn! As long as there is no video recording, it's fine.

After all, Chef Zhu came here again with a heart that loves food.

If he is really that talented, he would be able to do it just by watching.

Song Yiren was also willing to help the other party. If he could learn it, then he could learn it. Could anyone take away all her business?

Because there were so many students, she couldn't entertain them all.

She also hopes that everyone can taste Chinese cuisine.

When Chef Zhu saw Song Yiren giving him a kind smile, he couldn't help but admire Song Yiren's broad-mindedness.

His behavior is actually quite shameless.

But when you reach his age and stage, sometimes, face is not that important, as long as you can make yourself and your family live a better life.

Another thing is that his cooking skills have been stagnant for many years.

He longed to improve his cooking skills.

This desire is just like the desire of a martial artist to become stronger.

The little monkey has already come to Chef Zhu's table with the Maoxuewang.

In fact, Chef Zhu hopes that the little monkey can serve the dishes more slowly, so that he can stay longer.

The Maoxuewang was topped with a layer of red chili oil, and the rich spicy aroma was like a snake that went into his nose.

The taste was really tempting. He picked up a piece of the beast's blood with chopsticks and put it into his mouth impatiently. An expression of satisfaction and surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

After taking a mouthful of the beast's blood, he thought it would be covered with a thick layer of oil and chili peppers. He thought it would be greasy, oily and spicy.

But no, what he tasted was the aroma of that oil.

Then, the fragrance gradually begins to spread in the mouth, the spicy taste hits the tip of the tongue, and the whole mouth is stimulated by this spicy taste.

The blood of ferocious beasts is the bloodiest and has always been called an ingredient for dark cuisine.

But when it is prepared this way, there is not even a hint of fishy smell.

After chewing gently, the aroma of oil, the fragrance of chili, the crispness of sesame seeds, and the taste of animal blood, these tastes intertwined together quickly opened Chef Zhu's appetite and his hunger was magnified at this moment.

Chef Zhu could not help but taste it carefully and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

The beast's blood was very smooth, and its texture was a little tougher than tofu. It made him feel as if he didn't know what year it was in the palace in heaven.

There are many side dishes here, which are also delicious.

It seemed that at this moment, what he tasted was not Maoxuewang, but all kinds of happiness and beauty in life.

During the first test, I was found to have talent.

There is also the scene of meeting the woman he loves and watching his daughter just after she was born.

The joy I felt when I heard my daughter call me daddy for the first time... all kinds of beautiful memories, at this moment, all flooded into my heart.

This made Chef Zhu afraid to finish all the Maoxuewang in the bowl, for fear that the feeling would disappear.

But soon, the pickled fish was served on the table.

The little monkey looked at the remaining Maoxuewang on Chef Zhu's table, and typed a line of words on the light brain, displaying it in front of Chef Zhu.

[If you can't finish it, I will write down your name and ID number, and you can only order one dish in the future, so you can't waste it. ]

Song Yiren typed this line of words on the little monkey's optical computer and asked the little monkey to show it to the guests.

But after the little monkey slowly learned to type, it deleted it and chose to type slowly on its own.

When Chef Zhu saw this, he was so scared that he ate up the rest, even the soup and chili, and finished it all in one bite.

The soup tasted pretty good.

However, the pepper is a little spicy when eaten alone, so he filled it with a bowl of rice in the store.

The rice here is ordinary rice noodles. No wonder those students like to get their meals from the cafeteria and eat here. The rice in the cafeteria is all magic rice.

However, Chef Zhu thought about the affordable prices here, and it would be a good deal even without rice.

This price means no profit at all, it can be said to be charity.

It’s a little cheaper than the food at school.

Because the ingredients used are all top quality; the dishes in the school cafeteria are not so fresh.

Chef Zhu looked at the sauerkraut fish and immediately picked up a piece of it. The fish meat had been boneless. When he took a bite, the aroma of the fish was mixed with a hint of sauerkraut. The taste was no worse than that of Maoxuewang.

Chef Zhu suddenly remembered the first sentence of the Cooking Code: Food has the power to warm people's hearts and heal their souls.

He never believed this statement because he thought it was impossible and it must be an exaggeration.

It was not until he tasted the delicious food made by Song Yiren that he finally felt the power contained in it.

He was convinced of his defeat to Song Yiren.

Chef Zhu did not waste any food and even drank up all the soup. The sauerkraut fish soup was delicious and not greasy at all. It was sour and refreshing, and had a strong fish flavor.

He decided to start studying these two dishes in the afternoon. No, he decided to study the pickled fish first. After all, the spicy and sour fish used fewer ingredients and he could basically taste them all.

Unlike Maoxuewang, it requires too many ingredients.

Chef Zhu had just finished his meal when he found that Principal Bai Fan had come to Song Yiren's shop for some unknown reason. The dean of studies and many teachers who did not have classes at school also appeared in Song Yiren's shop during this period of time.

Everyone's bowl was filled with bowls of slow-cooked rice, which was obtained from the canteen.

"Old Zhu, come here to eat too!"

Bai Fan said to Chef Zhu with some embarrassment.

"Principal, after tasting Boss Song's food, I realized that there is a big gap between me and Boss Song. I plan to introduce pickled fish dishes in school. Although it is not as delicious as Boss Song's, it will definitely be better than the previous food."

Chef Zhu said to Bai Fan confidently that he had taken notes seriously and watched the entire process of Song Yiren cooking.

"Okay, I'll definitely go and show my support then."

(End of this chapter)