"The salt taste is pure, the egg yolks are tender and smooth, and the seaweed is cooked just right. This is a perfect bowl of soup, even better than mine."

What a genius!

I just gave you some advice yesterday and it worked perfectly today.

Such a talent is no longer God's gift of food, it is simply being held in God's arms and being fed with a spoon one by one.

Take on a disciple, take on a disciple!

We must implement this matter quickly.

What if those old guys find out about it? Are you going to fight me over your head?

But how to speak?

Uncle Gao is in trouble.

You can't directly reveal your identity and just say that you are the chef for the state banquet and let Boss Lin kowtow to become your master, right?

You have to find an opportunity for him to recognize his cooking skills from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Xu on the side was also muttering in his heart.

How to get Uncle Gao to take action?

If you directly ask him to cook, will he refuse on the spot?

I heard that such masters have weird tempers.

Once you are angry, you will no longer come back.

This loss is too great.

While muttering, Lin Xu suddenly remembered that when chatting with classmate Shen last night, this girl mentioned that she wanted to eat crispy pork.

"Uncle Gao, can I trouble you with something?"

Lin Xu's words moved Uncle Gao's heart.

An opportunity to recruit a disciple.

Coming!

But despite my excitement.

Uncle Gao still maintains his superficial reserve:

"What's the matter, Boss Lin?"

Lin Xu said:

"My girlfriend told me last night that she wanted to eat crispy pork, but I couldn't fry it well. I would like to ask for your advice."

Small crispy pork?

Such a simple dish cannot fully demonstrate the cooking skills of our national banquet master.

Can't we make a slightly more complicated dish?

Uncle Gao complained for a while in his heart, and then said:
Chapter completed!