The scene was incredibly intense.
"Click-clack—"
From the old man's table, the sound of chopsticks clattering could be heard continuously, and the dishes on the table were almost gone.
Seeing this scene.
Yu Hui then thought back to noon, when these old men were quietly drinking and chatting.
I suddenly found it a little funny.
Good heavens!
The contrast is too great!
[Positive review score +1.]
[Positive review score +1.]
[Positive review score +10.]
[...]
The mechanical sounds of the system kept ringing in Yu Hui's ears.
Hearing this pleasant sound, and seeing the villagers' joyful expressions as they ate the food they had prepared, one can truly appreciate the delightful atmosphere.
Yu Hui felt very happy and content.
This is probably the joy of a chef!
Some are happy, some are sad.
Right now, Chef Wang and several of his team's middle-aged women are eating at a table in the corner.
"Old Wang, didn't you say this kid was definitely no good? I think he's actually a pretty good cook!" an older woman said.
"Yes, this tastes really good! I cook at home and it doesn't taste this good!" another woman said, gnawing on a chicken leg.
At this moment, Chef Wang chewed on the fatty intestines with a blank expression.
"Cough cough—the taste is just so-so. The apprentice I taught last time made it taste better than him!" he retorted.
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman sitting next to him laughed.
"Don't talk nonsense. We've seen your apprentice before; he's like a complete idiot!"
"Yeah, this guy's cooking is much better!"
There's something I'm hesitant to say...
Chef Wang said impatiently, "You tell me!"
"This kid's cooking seems to be even better than yours..."
Chef Wang: "Get out!"
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