Chapter 232 - Chapter 232: Chapter 232 Leek with Fermented Soybean Paste (1/2)

Chapter 232: Chapter 232 Leek with Fermented Soybean Paste

Reynolds was proficient in Chinese, and particularly authentic at that; his words immediately bridged the gap between him and everyone else.

Moreover, with Chen Yu there, the crowd quickly livened up.

Just then, Reynolds suddenly spat out a mouthful of food he had taken a bite of.

“What’s going on? Did you guys change your chef? Why is this spicy chicken so disgusting?”

A waiter hurried over, apologizing profusely.

Reynolds’s face was a picture of gloom, “Every time I come to the East, I order from your place, and I’m even your top-tier VIP. Is this how you treat me?”

The waiter looked new and didn’t know what to do, just kept apologizing over and over, making Reynolds somewhat impatient.

Li Kaiquan stood up as well, “I also think today’s dish is a bit off, it seems different from the previous chef’s cooking.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a middle-aged man with a stylish appearance strutted out with a trace of arrogance.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is our new signature dish. The taste is naturally different from before! Moreover, the previous chef had been fired for some minor mistakes. The new chef is a world-class top chef, and the food he cooks is much tastier than before.”

Everyone paused, their gazes collectively shifting to the middle-aged man.

The man’s pupils dilated suddenly; he hadn’t expected to meet so many big shots from the capital’s circles that day.

The arrogance he had just displayed diminished somewhat.

“Oh my, we truly did not expect such distinguished guests to visit our establishment today. It’s our fault for not entertaining you properly, but there shouldn’t be any problem with the taste!”

Chen Yu also tried a bite of the spicy chicken at that moment.

He deduced that the chef who made this dish must be a novice, lacking even the most fundamental skills.

Reynolds was even more enraged, “How can there be no problem? Even I, a foreigner, find it disgusting!”

The middle-aged man straightened his tie, “Sir, you must be misunderstanding Chinese cuisine. Our dishes here are the best in the country…”

“Not necessarily!” Jin Lingsu cut him off bluntly. “The best chef in the country is sitting right here, and you dare say your food is the best in the country! That’s overestimating your abilities.”

A flicker of disdain crossed the middle-aged man’s eyes, “Madam, are you referring to yourself?”

Jin Lingsu set her chopsticks aside and patted Chen Yu on the shoulder.

“This gentleman has participated in world-class cooking competitions and has genuinely been crowned a ‘Culinary God’!”

The middle-aged man immediately fixed his gaze on Chen Yu, gave him a once-over, and approached with a conceited air.

“A world-class Culinary God, that must mean you have a background in Western cuisine. I already said, our food here is Chinese cuisine, it’s different from Western.”

Chen Yu sighed softly and slowly stood up.

“These two elderly gentlemen have traveled thousands of miles from the West to taste authentic Chinese cuisine, and yet your chef has been so neglectful, simply tossing a few dishes together!”

Chen Yu spoke indifferently and rolled up his sleeves, heading straight to the kitchen.

The middle-aged man became anxious, “What are you doing? The kitchen is off-limits to outsiders!”

Chen Yu didn’t care at all, darted into the kitchen with a swift move, but what he saw made him frown.

Several aging chefs were leisurely sitting by, sipping tea; a couple of kids around a dozen years old were lingering by the stove, and the rest were playing games on their phones on the side.

How could such a kitchen possibly produce good food?

Chen Yu cleared his throat twice and then walked straight to the counter.