C486 When She Ate It She Knew That It Was Her Who Made It
He said in a hoarse voice, "Yeah. At that time, food was very precious and many people were not full. It was very fortunate to be able to eat a bowl of wonton. At that time, what kind of soup was there to say?"
"I became a chef when I was in my twenties, and I walked step by step to this position. After becoming a head chef, my mentality changed, and I became arrogant as well. I always wanted the freshest and rarest ingredients to be delicious. It was only today that I realized that although those foods are delicious, they lack a kind of flavor that can bring me endless aftertaste. "
" I lost. " Chef Meng bowed towards Yan Shu. "Your culinary skills are higher than mine. I admit defeat."
"There is no distinction between high and low culinary skills. Everyone is a chef and has their own unique characteristics." Yan Shu said.
"Just like aunties who have set up stalls on the street for many years. The dishes she stir-fried might be even more delicious than those in five-star restaurants. She is living a life. Those who eat the dishes she stir-fried are also living a life. They will taste the bitterness and spiciness of life."
Chef Meng nodded, "Yes, everyone is a chef, and they are all living."
Yan Shu's wontons were too delicious. Even those who had eaten Chef Meng's wontons previously were almost full. They also ate all of her wontons.
There were still some chefs who were not satisfied. They threw themselves onto the kitchen table and competed with the other chefs for the remaining bowls.
Some of the chefs did not manage to snatch it. When they saw that there were still quite a number of raw wontons on the plate, they begged Yan Shu.
"Miss Ru, cook these as well. We still want to eat them."
"You can eat them." Yan Shu said seriously, "After you eat, rest for a while. Follow me to prepare dinner. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, yes!" Everyone nodded their heads.
Yan Shu smiled and skillfully prepared the bottom of the wonton soup before placing the wonton into the boiling pot.
Manager Chung thought of something and took a thermos bucket and squeezed to Yan Shu's side.
"Miss Ru, there is a guest who often stays in our hotel who has a bad appetite. He is a VIP of our hotel. Please give me a bowl and I will give that guest a taste."
"Okay." Yan Shu smiled.
The first spoonful of wonton was put into the insulation bucket.
Manager Chung saw that after recording the competition video, those chefs were also convinced of Yan Shu. This was none of her business.
She then carried the insulation bucket and hurriedly left the kitchen.
Manager Chung went to the restaurant in front and asked waiter, "Does the guest in the other suite want breakfast?"
There were two suites in the hotel. One was given to Yan Shu, while the other was not registered at the front desk. The person who swiped his card and went upstairs last night was probably the boss behind the scenes.
But Manager Chung was quite puzzled. Why didn't he stay with his girlfriend?
Waiter checked the list. "No."
After Manager Chung found out, she immediately got people to prepare fresh fruits and desserts. She even sent a bucket of hot wonton to the top floor.
After pushing the cart to the door, Manager Chung knocked on the door.
"What?" Very quickly, a low voice came from inside the door.
"Hello, I am the lobby manager on duty today." Manager Chung said a little nervously, "I saw that you didn't go down for breakfast. The wontons cooked by the kitchen today are not bad, so I brought them up for you to taste."
This was the wonton made by Chef God Ruyi. Many people could not eat it even if they wanted to.
Coincidentally, the boss behind the scenes was here, so she came to offer her hospitality.
If the boss was happy eating, she could tell the boss how good it would be if she received an increase in salary. It would be fine even if she did not receive an increase in salary. At least, her service was in place!
Very soon, the man in the door said, "Mmm, put it there."2
"Okay, I wish you a pleasant meal." Seeing that the big boss did not get angry, Manager Chung let out a sigh of relief.
She left very quickly.
Not long after, Fu Yunjian opened the door and pushed the cart into the room. There was a beautiful plate of fruits and a thermos container on the cart.
As soon as he opened the lid of the container, the fragrance drifted out.
Fu Yunjian smelled the scent and found it somewhat familiar. He poured the wontons into the small bowl, blew them, and ate one.
It was made by Yan Shu.
Every time she cooked, the taste was somewhat different, but every time she ate it, he would know that it was her.
Just like a long time ago, his son had anorexia and could not eat anything. Only Yan Shu's dishes were eaten, leaving nothing behind.
It was a very wonderful skill.
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