State Banquet Master?
Could Old Mr. Gao actually be a State Banquet Master?
Looking at the elderly man in a floral T-shirt taking off his apron in the kitchen, Lin Xu had a surreal feeling. But now that he had such an eminent figure by his side, he could directly consult him whenever he encountered something he didn't understand.
"Old Mr. Gao, do you have any more kitchen tips?"
"Exactly, teach us some more."
"Old Mr. Gao definitely still has some tricks up his sleeve."
The customers surrounded Old Mr. Gao, wanting to learn some more.
Old Mr. Gao smiled and said, "You all think too highly of me. I'm just an odd-jobber; I don't have that many tips. Finish your soup and head back, so you don't delay Boss Lin's rest."
After saying that, he wiped his hands and walked toward the door.
The customers felt the soup in their bowls grow more delicious with each sip.
Then they looked at Lin Xu and asked, "Boss Lin, will you serve this soup tomorrow?"
