Chapter 643 - 523: Not Everyone Receives the Same Treatment
Liang Yinqiu stood quietly to the side, her eyes fixed on Mayor Yang as he drank the porridge, her heart pounding like a restless little rabbit bouncing around in her chest, filled with anxiety.
Indeed!
Her heart was full of contradictions!
On one hand, she had unwavering confidence in Huang Jun’s culinary skills; on the other hand, there was always that lingering worry of "what if" that she couldn’t completely dispel.
After all, everyone’s tastes are unique, and she was afraid that the scorched rice and tangerine peel porridge might not meet Mayor Yang’s expectations or fail to ease his stomach discomfort.
The surrounding city leaders also appeared quite tense.
For a moment...
An air of subtle anticipation filled the room.
Seeing Mayor Yang finish the bowl of scorched rice and tangerine peel porridge in just a few gulps with a satisfied expression on his face, the tension in Liang Yinqiu’s heart eased considerably.
To drink it so quickly with such an expression was undoubtedly a positive sign.
This indicated that the taste of the porridge not only satisfied Mayor Yang’s palate but also won his favor.
She could even feel that this was not just an ordinary stomach-soothing porridge; it left a profound impression in Mayor Yang’s heart.
This made her even more proud of Huang Jun’s culinary skills!
A gentle smile appeared on her lips as she asked with concern, "Mayor Yang, how do you feel? Is your stomach feeling any better?"
The others present witnessed this scene and, although they already had some guesses, continued to watch Mayor Yang with expectant eyes.
Waiting for his feedback!
Mayor Yang, wearing a look of satisfaction, put down his spoon and sincerely praised, "This scorched rice and tangerine peel porridge is truly superb. It warms the stomach and is delicious. After drinking it, I feel a warm comfort in my stomach, much better. Chef Huang’s skills are indeed well-deserved, truly worthy of their name! Director Liang, you are so thoughtful, thank you very much!"
Upon hearing these words, the heavy weight in Liang Yinqiu’s heart finally settled with a solid "clunk."
She beamed with a relieved smile, "Mayor Yang, as long as you’re satisfied. Actually, behind all this success, the greatest credit goes to Chef Huang. He poured a lot of effort into this porridge, carefully selecting ingredients beneficial for the stomach, considering your condition meticulously. Truly thoughtful and painstaking."
As she spoke, she glanced sideways at Huang Jun beside her, her eyes nearly overflowing with gratitude and appreciation.
Huang Jun humbly lowered his head, a faint smile on his face, and softly replied, "Director Liang, you flatter me. This is simply my duty as a chef. It is a great honor and affirmation for me to have pleased Mayor Yang."
This scene, falling into the eyes of all the leaders present, made them involuntarily cast respectful glances at Huang Jun, while their anticipation of tasting the porridge reached its peak.
The porridge, praised highly by Mayor Yang, undoubtedly speaks for its deliciousness.
At this point.
An indescribable yearning quietly sprouted in everyone’s hearts—they deeply wanted to try it!
Yet, out of respect for Mayor Yang, and knowing that this pot of porridge was specially prepared for him, everyone maintained polite restraint, not easily requesting to share, just standing quietly to the side, their eyes sparkling with desire, occasionally swallowing discreetly.
Especially Wan Zhenhong, Wei Guodong, and Xin Jinghui, along with Brother Qin and Cai Qinyu, their eyes practically gleaming with red; the drool at the corners of their mouths almost couldn’t be held back, wishing they could just pounce and savor it immediately...
Oh heavens...
This feeling of "seeing and smelling but not eating" was like being teased by a cat, unbearably torturous...
But what could they do?
They certainly couldn’t make fools of themselves in front of the city leaders, right?
Therefore...
They had to forcefully suppress their craving, sneakily wiping the corners of their mouths with sleeves, fearing others might see through them.
The pent-up frustration inside was simply overwhelming!
"Chef Huang, thank you so much for your efforts this time!"
Mayor Yang sincerely expressed his gratitude to Huang Jun, his gaze then softly sweeping over everyone present.
Seeing their faces filled with anticipation for this pot of scorched rice and tangerine peel porridge, he understood and, with a slight smile, broke the cautious silence: "I can’t finish this large pot of porridge by myself; why don’t we all share it?"
Finally, he didn’t forget to turn to Huang Jun conscientiously, asking, "Chef Huang, is this scorched rice and tangerine peel porridge also suitable for people without stomach problems?"
In the ears of Wan Zhenhong and the others, excitement surged, almost directly saying: Mayor Yang, don’t worry, our stomachs are very sturdy. Even if it’s not quite suitable, we’re more than willing to try it.
Fortunately, Huang Jun nodded, affirming, "Of course. Even without stomach problems, moderate consumption of this porridge is beneficial for stomach health."
"That’s good!"
Mayor Yang, hearing this, smiled reassuringly, extending another invitation, "Well then, don’t just stand there, let’s all join in!"
With Mayor Yang’s enthusiastic invitation and Huang Jun’s professional confirmation, smiles of joy lit up everyone’s faces. But out of politeness, they still humbly declined: "Mayor Yang, this makes us feel a little embarrassed..."
"Don’t be courteous, good things are meant to be shared!"
Mayor Yang waved his hand generously, smiling broadly to indicate everyone should relax: "Besides, if I eat alone while you stand watching, the taste wouldn’t be right, and I wouldn’t be able to eat either! Come on, let’s all eat together, lively and cheerful!"