Chapter 878: Of Course There's a Secret

Upon learning that the customers were very satisfied with the boiled gluten dish, Fu Yu let out a heartfelt sigh of relief.

Zhao Meng even asked specifically: “How was it? Any problems?”

Fu Yu replied with a smile: “The customers are very satisfied.”

Zhao Meng nodded and praised, “Nicely done! You really have a unique idea, most people wouldn’t think of using gluten instead of pork tenderloin.”

Zhao Meng’s comment expressed what others were feeling.

Not to mention using gluten as a substitute, others wouldn’t even think of this ingredient.

It’s seldom eaten, so it’s not very familiar.

It’s unclear how Fu Yu knows so much, and understands all kinds of ingredients.

Sun Mingze was even more excited!

Having just started his internship the second day, he witnessed, once again, the handling of a sudden incident!

Although he was bewildered from beginning to end, feeling a bit clueless.

However…

Watching Chef Fu in such a sudden situation, quickly and accurately make a decision, using gluten to replace pork tenderloin, successfully cooking the dish, perfectly meeting the customer’s request.

It was so difficult!

And so impressive!

To be honest, at this moment, Sun Mingze genuinely admired Fu Yu!

Admiration from the heart!

…

Half an hour later.

In the private room, the mother and daughter finished their meal.

The middle-aged woman called out to the waiter: “Check, please!”

The waiter hurriedly came in, skillfully wrote the bill, tore it off, and handed it over.

The middle-aged woman took the bill, stood up to help the elderly woman put on her coat.

The elderly woman looked at the table full of leftover dishes, felt a bit distressed, couldn’t help but say: “There’s still so much food left, shall we pack it?”

The middle-aged woman frowned: “No need, the food is only good when eaten hot, it’ll be cold by the time we carry it back home.”

The elderly woman was displeased: “But we shouldn’t waste it? There’s so much, and pan-fried pork tastes good even cold.”

The middle-aged woman had no choice but to say: “Waiter, please bring some boxes for packing.”

The waiter agreed and came to help pack.

A table full of dishes, hardly eaten, packed into two bags.

The elderly woman quickly reached out to grab one: “I’ll take one bag…”

The middle-aged woman was quicker, holding both bags together, one hand holding the bags, and the other supporting the elderly woman.

The elderly woman tried to grab the bag but failed and quickly said: “Let me take a bag, it’ll hurt your hand holding them this way.”

The middle-aged woman didn’t let go, supporting the elderly woman out of the room: “Please listen, don’t grab, otherwise it’ll spill… Watch your step carefully, don’t trip…”

The mother and daughter left the room, the waiter hurriedly led the way in front.

Just as the group reached the staircase, the middle-aged woman suddenly stopped, looking at the waiter coming towards them.

Xiaolin, carrying the dishes, saw the customers and moved sideways politely.

Unexpectedly, the customers stood still.

The middle-aged woman took the initiative to say: “Thank you for helping me pass the message to the kitchen just now, it was hard work.”

Xiaolin raised her head in surprise, only then recognizing it was the mother and daughter who had dined earlier, so she hurriedly smiled: “You’re very welcome.”

The elderly woman also said: “No, really thank you, your chef’s cooking is truly excellent, the new pan-fried pork came out especially tender.”

Xiaolin smiled and said: “Your table was served by our Chef Fu, he helped by substituting the ingredients, not using pork, so it tasted softer.”

The elderly woman nodded in response.

The middle-aged woman heard this, couldn’t help but ask: “Chef Fu? Is this Chef Fu your head chef?”

Xiaolin nodded: “Yes, Chef Fu’s cooking skills are exceptional, many old customers place special orders for his dishes when they visit.”

“Chef Fu.” The middle-aged woman silently mouthed, smiling: “Alright then, next time we come here to eat, we’ll place an order for Chef Fu’s cooking.”

After some brief small talk, the middle-aged woman finally led the elderly woman downstairs.

The elderly woman was getting on in age, walking a bit unsteady, taking steps slower than normal people.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman was not impatient at all, cautiously supporting her, constantly reminding: “Mom, hold onto the handrail, don’t hurry, walk slowly…”

The elderly woman responded, slowly making her way downstairs.

The middle-aged woman walking and talking: “After eating so much fried food, how about going to the supermarket for a stroll? Buy some winter melon, I’ll make winter melon soup for you tonight, something light to nourish the stomach…”

The elderly woman responded, recalled something, and said: “No winter melon, buy some beef instead, beef is nutritious and you love eating it.”

The middle-aged woman immediately replied: “Let’s skip the beef, it’s not good for older people to eat too much.”

The elderly woman wasn’t happy: “But you love eating it? You used to love beef the most when you were a child, the cumin stir-fried beef I made, you used to eat a whole plate yourself, my grandson takes after you, he loves it too. You can ask him later if he’s coming home tonight, buy some for both of you, since you both like it.”

This time, the middle-aged woman no longer refused but said: “Alright then, I’ll stew it softer for you to chew.”

The mother and daughter talked all the way down the stairs.

Xiaolin couldn’t help but turn around to watch the two walking away together.

Somehow, she suddenly remembered her own mother.

Her mother was the same, always thinking about what she loves to eat, what she likes, never mentioning her own preferences.

Mothers are like this, wholeheartedly caring for their children.

Filial children also similarly care for their elders.

Like the saying goes, you raise me when I’m young, I care for you when you’re old.

Xiaolin turned back, carrying the tray into the private room, while contemplating what gift to bring home for her parents during the New Year.

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Ever since personally witnessing Fu Yu’s remarkable ability to adapt, Sun Mingze’s admiration and reverence for Fu Yu began to overflow!