Yesterday, just after finishing the three-turn feast, now doing it all over again is a bit troublesome for Fu Yu in terms of cooking, but everything else is fine.
He cooked dish after dish.
After the tea feast was served and the wine feast was halfway done, everyone else in the kitchen had completed their tasks.
Since the guests in the front hall hadn't left, they couldn't leave either, so they gathered around to watch Fu Yu cook.
From the moment they stood by the kitchen counter, none of them moved an inch, each one intensely focused on Fu Yu's swift cooking.
Watching him make garnishes, watching him flip the wok, watching him do the final plating.
The apprentices watched with great interest, not daring to make a sound, but inwardly full of admiration.
"Look at his wok-flipping skills, so cool!"
"Wow, that's how plating can be done? So beautiful! This technique is amazing!"
"Hey, what kind of soup is this? It smells so good, I'm starving, when do we get to eat?"
