The head chef brought over chef's hats, hairnets, and aprons, asking Zhu Juntang and Bai Hui to put them on.
"This hairnet is so ugly." Zhu Juntang refused to wear it. "Beautiful girls must always keep their hair long."
"Young Mistress, this is the most basic etiquette and professional standard for a chef. Your cooking skills are beyond reproach, so your manners and professionalism must match them!" the head chef said very seriously. "Even if you are the young mistress, this is a bottom line that cannot be compromised."
Zhu Juntang nodded. Her cooking truly was beyond reproach. She had always been a broad-minded person, as vast as the Nine Provinces and as accommodating as the sea. How could she possibly mind a subordinate showing a little defiance in order to make her even more perfect?
Bai Hui helped Zhu Juntang tuck up her hair, while also glancing at the head chef with some admiration. Wasn't having him work as the head chef at this resort a bit of a waste of talent?
That flattery had been on another level. He could even say that Zhu Juntang's cooking was beyond reproach. Truly formidable.
After putting on the chef's hat and tying on the apron, Zhu Juntang felt like a real head chef. In the kitchen, her own personal dictatorship, she immediately began throwing her weight around with lofty arrogance.
Since Bai Hui was already wearing a maid-style Lolita dress with its own apron, she did not put on another one. Besides, if some jam, syrup, meat, or whatever got on her pure white apron, she could wipe it on Liu Chang'an's mouth while he was still asleep. If he woke up, she hoped he would understand that he ought to lick it clean.
This sort of little flirtation was probably