Fang Ya offered the chopsticks with both hands. Lu Qin took a bite, and Fang Ya followed by tasting a piece of beef.
The beef was tender and delicious.
That was Fang Ya's impression.
Then she looked at Lu Qin, waiting for Master Lu's assessment.
After tasting it, Lu Qin looked at the dish and said,
"The wok hei came through in the beef, and the aroma is strong. The beef was well chosen—pure lean meat without any sinew or membrane, so the texture is tender and smooth. The seasonings include strong white liquor and black pepper. Overall, it tastes good, and the chef's skills are decent. The heat was handled well. The only flaw is that the scallions weren't cut thick enough and were fried a little too dry, but it doesn't really affect the dish. It deserves a good review."
Fang Ya nodded seriously as she listened.
Her eyes shone as she looked at Lu Qin. As expected of a master chef, everything he said was well reasoned.
Now that was what professionalism looked like!
Three or four more dishes were served afterward, and Lu Qin evaluated each one.
With the task complete, Lu Qin planned to leave.
Fang Ya wanted to treat Lu Qin to dinner.
What were they having?
Fang Ya said, "I'll treat you to Fried Rice Noodles, Twice Cooked Pork, Imperial Consort Chicken Wings, Chicken Tofu Pudding... We'll buy them from your food stall. My treat."
Lu Qin: "..."
Lu Qin drove home, took a drink of water, then entered the kitchen and began preparing food for the stall.
He took out his phone and checked the Penguin Group. Since he had not set up his stall that afternoon, the customers in the group were complaining bitterly.
Lu Qin estimated the time, then