Chapter 392 (2/2)

Yuan Zhou was a little dumbfounded. He just sat there quietly.

“Boss, if you don’t mind, I want to taste the dish.” The man in a suit suddenly uttered.

His voice sounded quite abrupt and loud in the quiet restaurant.

“Hey, you stop.” Su Mu was a little exasperated, but it was inappropriate for him to say anything.

Obviously, Yuan Zhou was having dinner with his parents that had passed away. And the behavior of the man in a suit didn’t seem to be appropriate.

“You brat. You are even braver than me.” Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and said.

“What do you think?” Then, the man in a suit looked at Yuan Zhou and asked that. He just turned a deaf ear to others’ words.

“You want to eat?” Yuan Zhou raised his head and looked at the man in surprise.

Yuan Zhou knew that he didn’t have a sense of taste, which meant that he couldn’t taste anything from eating. That could probably only be described as “tasteless as wax”. It might be not an enjoyment to him for delicacies to be eaten that way.

Therefore, Yuan Zhou felt very surprised when he wanted to eat it voluntarily. If it was the shameless person like Ling Hong or Wu Hai that requested that, it wouldn’t be so strange then.

“If you don’t mind, boss.” The man in a suit nodded his head mildly.

“If you don’t mind, I don’t think they will mind.” Yuan Zhou considered for a while and said that.

“Sorry for bothering you.” The man in a suit stood up and prepared to receive the plate carefully.

“Please.” Yuan Zhou handed him the chopsticks.

“What the f*ck. This brat has surprisingly grabbed dishes from that Compass. He is snatching food from the jaws of a tiger.” Su Mu was quite surprised.

“I’m thinking where I can get a pair of chopsticks. I don’t mind, either.” While stroking his mustaches with one hand, Wu Hai prepared to get a pair of chopsticks.

“What a coincidence! I have few pairs.” The novelist took up some cooked food that was well wrapped and said smilingly.

“Let’s share together.” Wu Hai said with an earnest expression.

Whilst Wu Hai, Su Mu and the novelist were unpacking the chopsticks, the man in a suit was already eating.

Having eaten only one mouthful, he said, “The dish is really delicious.”

“Thank you.” Yuan Zhou nodded his head courteously and didn’t really take it seriously.

After all, the man in a suit couldn’t tell the taste and as for Yuan Zhou, he didn’t feel it to be delicious at all.

“Come on. How could one tell the taste so easily? Let us help for free.” Wu Hai said rightly.

“Please.” The man in a suit made some room for them without hesitation.

The three of them immediately went up and were no longer particular about the way how they ate. What a joke! Ever since Yuan Zhou’s restaurant was opened, they had managed to grab others’ food for quite a few times. However, it was Yuan Zhou’s plate this time. Therefore, the three people became more motivated.

They stuffed the dish into their mouth one after another.

“Woah, it is sooo delicious. Judging from its fragrant taste, this must be winter mushroom.” The novelist said first.

“I must have eaten the fake Vegetable Stir-fried With Mushrooms formerly. I am a little sympathetic to that foolish me.” Having just swallowed the dish afterwards, Su Mu made a gesture of holding the heart in both hands and revealed a sympathy in his peach blossom eyes.

“…” Without saying anything, Wu Hai merely ate there quietly.

“The craftsmanship of the boss is actually fairly good.” The man in a suit suddenly said again.

“No, not as good as before, really.” Yuan Zhou said earnestly.

“Before?” Only then did Wu Hai ask with puzzlement. In his opinion, the word ‘before’ meant one year ago or two years ago.

“This is the dish that my mother liked and was good at cooking. I’m not doing it as well as her.” Yuan Zhou said sincerely.

“You might be able to surpass her in future.” Wu Hai blurted out. But once he said that, he felt himself a little foolish.

“It might be after I become the Master Chef.” Yuan Zhou said lightly, yet with a decisive expression on his face.

There was a thing called memory. It was quite horrible. Even if he greatly outclassed others in all aspects including color, fragrance, taste and ingredients, he was probably defeated by the taste in his memory.

The taste that could surpass that in his memory might only come in the future after he became the Master Chef.