Chapter 157 - Fujian Cuisine (1/2)

Only a few assistants were left in the kitchen. They smiled awkwardly and said, “Who are you looking for…”

Xu Le’s eyes darkened when he did not see the Master Chef’s figure.

The host immediately interrupted to gain control over the situation and said, “Little Master Chef, don’t be in a hurry yet. When the three rounds are over, the Master Chef will naturally appear.”

In other words, Xu Le was probably the last opponent of the Master Chef.

At halftime, the number of comments on the screen doubled. There were almost 200,000 online viewers watching.

“It’s a draw?”

“After watching the show for so long, this is the first time I’ve seen a draw.”

“Maybe the Little Master Chef can really beat him. He’s amazing.”

“Yes, yes, yes. I went to his stall to try his food before. The food sold at the eight-year-old canteen is super delicious.”

“Please give me the address!”

“Fans above, stop bragging. How can the Master Chef lose? How many of his peers have he won?”

“Anyway, I’m still betting on the Master Chef.”

As the two sides of the audience argued, another wave of passersby joined in the fun.

“The Eight Treasure Duck looks so delicious. I want to eat it too…”

“It looks so appetizing. Help!”

During the break, Zhang Tong looked relieved and happy in the backstage. He said, “Impressive. You really tied with him.”

“I was just lucky.”

Xu Le said humbly. He sat in a chair and dialed a number.

Shen Hui had been eliminated too soon back then, so she had always been disdainful and hostile to the Master Chef and the production team. Now that her eight-year-old son had earned some face for her, of course she was extremely happy.

She immediately took the opportunity to send a message to other French chefs to show off.

She turned around and reminded Xu Le, “Baby, don’t worry. With Mommy around, I’ll definitely do my best to help you cook for the audience in the next two rounds.”

“Alright, but I think the ingredients prepared should be for Chinese food.”

“Yes, but there’s nothing to be afraid of. Your father is even better at Chinese food.”

Xu Le stared at the screen of his phone that showed that the number could not be dialed. Just as he hung up, Lu Yuxi called back and said quickly, “A classmate of mine from university had an accident and needs a blood transfusion. Her blood type is rare and can’t find a match in a short time. I have the same blood type as her, so I’m here to donate blood. If there’s nothing…”

There was a commotion in the background. Xu Le said, “Okay, settle your matters first. I’ll call you after the competition.”

“… Xu Le.”

Lu Yuxi suddenly called his name seriously.

“What?”

Standing in the crowded white corridor, Lu Yuxi was stunned. The television in the ward in front of her was displaying the television program that the patient had casually switched to.

“I saw the variety show with you on television. Hey, you’re on television!” Lu Yuxi said excitedly, “Look, it’s really you!”

“Okay, got it. Be careful.”

After she hung up, Xu Le couldn’t help but mutter softly, “I thought something big had happened. What a big fuss.”

“Is it Lu Yuxi?”