Everyone has different tastes, so their opinions on not having a dish are also different. Some people may think the same dish is delicious, while others may think it is average.

Why are rich people willing to spend a lot of money to hire a private chef? It is because the meal made by private chefs is more in line with their taste.

Most people may not like to eat too sweet things, but it is undeniable that there are always people who have a special liking for those sweet things.

Wu Yongsheng watched from the side and spoke from time to time.

"Hey, hey, what do you do to add licorice? There is no licorice added to make braised pork."

"The Jinling grass needs to be fried for five minutes before it can be cooked."

"You need to use low heat to make braised lion heads..."

Lin Chu was cooking on his own, and seemed to have never heard Wu Yongsheng mutter.

Wu Yongsheng couldn't help but get angry. After all, he was also a chef in Shanghai. In the past few years, few people have dared to ignore his words in the professional field of chefs.

"I'm talking to you, do you have..."

"Have you nagged enough?"

Lin Chu spoke casually.

To be honest, he didn't care much about Wu Yongsheng's nagging. He used to it when he was in school. The teachers basically talked about him. Compared with those teachers, Wu Yongsheng's nagging level was completely insufficient.

At least it has not reached the point where Lin Chu is upset, anyway, it is just the left ear coming in and the right ear coming out.

Wu Yongsheng's breathing couldn't help but stagnate. The young man in front of him actually dared to talk to him in such a tone?

For a moment, Wu Yongsheng even had the urge to touch the knife.

Of course, it's just an impulse.

After all, this society is a society ruled by law. If you really do it, you will lose money and get into the situation. Maybe you have to pay your life.

"At your level, you are only a third-rate chef. You can just take two knives out of our kitchen and come out better than you." Wu Yongsheng snorted and spoke with some sarcasm.

"You said you can't add this or that, who told you?" Lin Chu grabbed the sugar indifferently and sprinkled it into the pot.

"Does this still need to be asked? Of course it was said by the master." Before Wu Yongsheng could speak, a chef next to him couldn't help but speak.

"It turns out that what the master said is right."

Lin Chu shook his head, but stopped talking, but there was a faint sneer deep in his eyes.

These people can't understand such a problem that even some elementary school students can figure it out.

They don’t understand this truth, but they don’t feel that their cooking skills have reached the point where they can surpass their masters.

"alright,"

Four dishes and one soup were soon finished by Lin Chu. Then he ordered several packed boxes from Ding Lei and packed the things.

"Give me your card number and I'll transfer the money to you."

Lin Chu packed up the things and opened the mobile banking.

"351946..." Ding Lei was not polite, but just reported a string of numbers.

Lin Chu occupied his kitchen. Although it was not very long, it also affected the dining of the guests outside and caused him losses. Therefore, there was no need for him not to charge this money.

Although he saw Lin Chu's extraordinaryness, the so-called friendship was not a bottomless plea. If that was true, then the final result would only be a counterproductive result.

Although they haven't been together for a long time, Ding Lei could see that Lin Chu should not be the kind of cowardly second-generation.

A text message jumped out, looking at the bank's Ding Lei's brow couldn't help but jump, "Mr. Lin, have you made an extra zero?"

One, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, ten thousand.

A full hundred thousand yuan.

You know, Lin Chu just used his kitchen for a while. He originally thought that Lin Chu would only transfer seven or eight thousand yuan to him, but it was not too much for him. Unexpectedly, Lin Chu transferred him 100,000 yuan at once.

Although his charges are very expensive, it will be worth one-quarter of his turnover per day by 100,000 yuan.

"I don't like to owe everyone favors."

Lin Chu shook his head. In this world, the hardest thing to pay back is human debt, so he doesn't like to owe everyone favors. Even if he is like this to his relatives, let alone Ding Lei, who is only a one-time encounter.

Why use favors to solve things that can be solved with money?

Some people exchange favors for money, but they are still exploring success. Most of the time, even if they pay a lot of money, they are unwilling to owe a favor.

It’s like Jiang Lingjun. Why did the first idea after knowing that Lin Chu was his savior? Is it a matter of giving Lin Chu money?

It’s not because there is no place to spend money, even if there is no place to spend money, no matter how much money, there is no place to spend money, I will not give out one billion to give it to people casually.

Jiang Lingjun wanted to use this one billion to exchange for Lin Chu's favor to save his life.

But Lin Chu did not agree. After all, a favor for someone who can easily take out one billion is more attractive than one billion.

And his favor cannot be measured by a hundred thousand.

Even this favor is really small in the eyes of most people.

Ding Lei seemed to have thought of something and shook his head helplessly. In fact, this kind of thing is not too rare. If it were him, he would probably do this.

"I'll give some wine to those who are delaying outside, just think that I'm apologizing." Lin Chu seemed to remember something and said casually.

Those who wear hundreds of dollars a bottle of wine, who wear suits and ties outside, who sit in the restaurant in the center of the Magic City, may not care about it, but whether they care about it or not, Lin Chu doesn't care at all. What he cares about is that he did.

"No problem, I will definitely handle it." Ding Lei nodded indifferently.

The apprentices came over from the side and wanted to deal with the leftover food Lin Chu put on the box.

"Wait a moment."

Wu Yongsheng's voice came from the side, and then he saw Wu Yongsheng push away the apprentices, pull out a pair of silver chopsticks from the chopsticks next to him, and pick up a piece of braised pork.

Just a sniff, you can feel the sugary aroma of braised pork and the meaty aroma of barbecue.

Will it be too sweet? Wu Yongsheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but he still stuffed the braised pork into his mouth.

The fat meat mixed with lean meat seems to melt when it enters the mouth.

Originally, Wu Yongsheng thought the dish would be very sweet, but he didn't expect that although the dish was a little sweet, it was not greasy at all.

The surface has a hint of gluey texture, which is very chewy.

"Boss, this kid doesn't follow the rules for any good food he can make." A middle-aged man wearing a second-chess hat spoke.

"Those who only know how to abide by the rules are mediocre." Wu Yongsheng took a deep breath and said lightly.

The second chef was stunned for a moment, then took a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

Awesome.
Chapter completed!