764. Serving the Dishes

After Li Bai took charge of the cooking, the Su family's birthday dinner menu departed from the original plan.

After all, the same ingredients could produce very different results depending on who cooked them.

The freshly cooked dishes were even artfully arranged. Su father and Su's mother couldn't help but feel impressed, especially when they learned that this young man wasn't a master chef in the Huxi City Seventh People's Hospital cafeteria, but a genuine psychiatrist working in the outpatient department. They were even more astonished.

He was clearly a master chef whose talent had been wasted on medicine!

He could take charge of a kitchen at any big restaurant and surely earn no less than he did seeing patients at the Seventh People's Hospital!

"I just enjoy eating and sharing good food."

Li Bai's interest in cooking was probably like that of an amateur performer. He'd learned to cook for the sake of good food, not because he particularly loved it.

If you could get a decent meal ready-made, who'd want to go to the trouble of cooking?

Was the smell of cooking oil really that nice?

"Xiao Li, you didn't drive here, did you? If you didn't, let's have a drink. Would you like red or white?"

Su father had become a shrewd old hand. He pulled Li Bai, who'd taken off his apron after serving the dishes, over to sit down. On the surface, he was simply being hospitable, but in truth he was testing him.

Asking whether he'd drink was enough to find out if he'd driven. Most young people probably wouldn't think of that.

With a master's degree in psychology and mental health, Li Bai immediately sensed what was going on. Still, he answered honestly, "I didn't drive here today."

A veteran driver didn't drive