The Gourmet Customizer

This time, he chewed with great concentration. When he finished the piece of intestine and was about to speak again, Su Chen once more raised a hand to stop him. "Try one more."

Zhang Heping patiently picked up another piece. ’Is this Boss Su playing some kind of joke on me?’ he wondered.

This time, Zhang Heping ate a little faster. He no longer had the patience for a prolonged tasting; his fellow disciples were waiting for him outside.

CHOMP CHOMP!

After swallowing the third piece of intestine, Zhang Heping opened his mouth to speak. "Su... huh?"

The impatient look on Zhang Heping’s face suddenly shifted. It went from confusion to shock, and finally, he stared at Su Chen with a look of utter disbelief.

’How is this possible!!!’

...

Inside the restaurant.

The plates on the two tables had long been empty. It was still early, not quite noon, but even so, many of their stomachs were growling loudly.

"Those two dishes were such good appetizers. They just made me hungrier."

"I agree. Boss Su definitely has some skill to make these two dishes. By the way, Peixing, don’t tell me Boss Su’s Kung Pao Chicken is also on this level?"

Wang Peixing grimaced. "If we’re making a direct comparison, it’s not quite at the level of these two dishes. But besides being delicious, the crucial part of Boss Su’s Kung Pao Chicken is the technique. You can only appreciate that godlike skill when you see it with your own eyes."

"Hey! What’s with Old Er? He’s been in there forever and still isn’t out. Don’t tell me he’s secretly planning to eat both servings of intestines by himself?"

"No way. Old Er isn’t that kind of person, is he?"

The disciples at the other table were murmuring amongst themselves. Over at his table, Cui Yufen was also growing impatient.

"Ah Fu, go see what’s going on. How long can a plate of Nine-Turned Pork Intestines possibly take?"

"You got it!"

Just as Liu Fu was about to get up and check the kitchen, he froze. A loud shout erupted from that direction!

"Holy shit!"

Everyone whipped their heads around to look.

"Fucking awesome! Holy shit!"

"HISS! For real?"

"No way! Let me try again!"

"Good heavens!"

One shocked cry after another came from the kitchen, leaving all the disciples dumbfounded.

’What’s going on?’

"This is bad. Old Er must be trying to eat it all himself! I’m going to check it out!" Liu Fu resumed getting up and was the first one on his feet.

Shi Qi saw this wasn’t right. ’Damn it, Old Er went in to hog all the food. If you, the Eldest Brother, go in, won’t you be doing the same damn thing?’

"I’m going to take a look too! We can’t let Old Er get away with this!"

"Me too! Wait for me!"

Cui Yufen looked at his group of good-for-nothing disciples, who were all acting like clueless country bumpkins who’d never seen the world.

’It’s just a few dishes, isn’t it?’

’Look at how frantic you all are. Have you forgotten why we came here today?’

BANG BANG!

Cui Yufen slammed his hand on the table. The loud noise immediately halted the disciples’ ruckus. They all froze, looking at their master with embarrassed expressions.

"All of you, with me."

Seeing Cui Yufen get up as well, push through the crowd of his disciples, and be the first to walk into the kitchen, Lu Yongliang scratched his balding head. "Are you guys for real?"

The situation was clearly starting to develop in an unexpected direction.

Lu Yongliang hurried to follow. To be fair, the kitchen was quite large, but with more than twenty people suddenly cramming inside, it started to feel a bit tight.

The few employees of Delicious had no choice but to retreat out of the way.

"With so many people going in, do you think the boss will be okay?" He Shuting asked worriedly, standing on her tiptoes to peek inside.

Ling Shuyu crossed her arms, a rare smile gracing her face. "He’ll be fine. Besides, I have a premonition."

"What kind of premonition?" Bai Xiaobo asked.

"My premonition is that Delicious is about to undergo a massive change."

Bai Xiaobo wanted to press her for the reason, but when he saw Ling Shuyu’s usual lifeless expression return, he swallowed his curiosity.

’A change... What kind of change could it be?’

Xiaobai continued to peer through the doorway, watching the commotion in the kitchen. He was starting to get confused. These people had clearly come to stir up trouble, so why did none of them look like they were here to pick a fight anymore?

"Old Er, what’s with all the racket? We could hear you shouting all the way outside!" Liu Fu demanded as he walked in.

At the same time, his eyes swept over the kitchen workstation. There were two plates on it. One was still piled high with pork intestines, while the other was completely empty, leaving only a trace of sauce behind.

’Well, I’ll be damned. Old Er really was hogging it all for himself!’

Liu Fu didn’t hold back. "It’s just a plate of Nine-Turned Pork Intestines! What’s all the fuss about? Let me have a taste and see for myself!"

"Eldest Brother, Master hasn’t tried it yet!"

It was unclear which little bastard in the crowd had shouted that. Liu Fu’s face fell as he handed the chopsticks he’d just grabbed to Cui Yufen. "Master, please, you first."

Cui Yufen shot Liu Fu a glare. "Old Er, explain yourself."

Zhang Heping still wore the same expression, a look of disbelief as if he’d just seen an alien. "Teacher, something’s wrong. Something is very wrong!"

"Stop being so dramatic and spit it out."

Zhang Heping finally took a few deep breaths. "Teacher, this Boss Xiaosu must have some kind of powerful backing. I’m not one to lie."

Seeing that Cui Yufen was about to scold him, Zhang Heping spoke faster. "Let’s just talk about this Nine-Turned Pork Intestines. In all of Lu Province, I, Zhang the Second, wouldn’t dare claim to be the best, but I’m definitely among the top ten, wouldn’t you say?"

All the other disciples nodded in agreement. That much had to be acknowledged.

While Zhang the Second might not be good enough to cook at a place like the National Guest House, his strength was his absolute mastery of a single dish!