"How does it taste?" Heath asked Old Officer Jenny with a smile. She looked at him in puzzlement. She had the feeling that his mood seemed to have improved considerably, which made her a little curious, but she had no intention of asking.
"It tastes quite good. Come to think of it, everyone's been eating a little more while you've been cooking for us lately." Old Officer Jenny smiled at Heath. This Crossing-the-Bridge Rice Noodles dish was just as Heath had described: the noodles themselves had little flavor, but the other flavors had blended into them, making the edible quartz delicious too. Still, if not for the difficulty of preparing it, she felt this dish would not have been worth its price of a hundred.
Heath smiled. When he went to cook in the cafeteria earlier, he had noticed that they had purchased a larger quantity of ingredients. As someone who had spent some time at the Indigo League, Heath could still pick up on changes like that.
"Where are you planning to go next?" Old Officer Jenny wiped her mouth, then watched Heath clear away the bowl and utensils and diligently wash them. Farfetch'd stood beside Heath, giving them a second wash. This was another task Heath had assigned to Farfetch'd. After all, chefs who ran their own restaurants sometimes had to do the work of servers or kitchen assistants too.
For example, in some of the little roadside restaurants in his previous life, the chef often doubled as the owner, and even as a server. In those cases, the chef had to serve customers, handle payments, wash dishes, bring out food, and so on.
After all, small restaurants did not have much money to hire staff. Doing everything themselves was more tiring, but the advantage was that it