"Stronger than Teacher Shen Yi..."
Huo Yuhao subconsciously swallowed. Could he be a Title Douluo?
After all, Shen Yi was a Soul Saint with three purple, three black, and one red soul rings. If he were merely a Soul Douluo, the sense of pressure should not have been this strong.
But why would someone so powerful be selling grilled fish here?
And judging from his practiced movements, his focused gaze upon the ingredients, and his simple yet spotless white chef's uniform...
He clearly had not been punished into working here as labor, nor was this some temporary side job.
His skill at grilling fish was clearly the result of years immersed in the culinary path and countless rounds of painstaking refinement.
"Want one?"
Just as Huo Yuhao's thoughts ran wild, the uncle suddenly spoke.
"Uh..."
Upon hearing the question, Wei Xiaofeng and Xie Xie immediately covered their round bellies and waved their hands repeatedly, painful expressions appearing on their faces.
"N-No, thank you."
"Uncle, we're really stuffed from the cafeteria."
"If we eat any more, we'll really throw up."
The uncle did not insist. He merely nodded slightly before turning his gaze toward the remaining two.
"I want one!"
Tang Wulin was the first to raise his hand. His large eyes stared fixedly at the grilled fish sizzling with oil on the rack, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
"Uncle, give me one!"
"I'd like one too. Sorry to trouble you."
Huo Yuhao followed closely after.
Although he was already seventy or eighty percent full, as a "seasoned grilled fish master," he simply could not refuse the temptation of skill at this level.
"Alright, wait a moment."
The uncle answered.
He fished two cleaned grass carp from the bucket beside him.
This kind of fish was very ordinary, a freshwater fish