Being a Chef Is Not My Future Ambition
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
All the flavors fused together and complemented each other, creating a revelry feast on the tip of his tongue. With each chew, the taste became deeper and deeper, and the deeper it became, the sweeter it became. It was as if even his saliva was made of sugar water.
In addition to the tenderness of the chicken cutlet, the bones of the cutlet were as crispy as fried fish, making a satisfying "crackling" sound between the teeth. The unique taste of the bones elevated the overall flavor of the chicken cutlet and maximally highlighted the characteristics of the young chicken. It was a perfect masterpiece.
This...
Head Chef Wang's face stiffened, and he couldn't utter a word.
He turned around again and looked at the beautiful and composed young girl. She didn't even frown, as if she wasn't proud of her cooking at all.
A master chef.
She was the true master chef.
He had utterly lost, but he accepted it wholeheartedly.