Chapter 525

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Zhu Chang couldn't help but subconsciously lick his lips, his tone full of anticipation as he continued, "A free steak set meal! Sounds pretty good. I haven't eaten meat in ages, and I don't know if theirs is any good or not."

Ever since Ma Wenliang went on a business trip some time ago, Zhu Chang hadn't ordered any meat dishes when coming to Lu Family Restaurant to eat; every time he came, he only ate the cheap soup noodles and fried noodles.

Now that he thought about there being a free steak set meal to eat, the saliva in his mouth couldn't help but flow a bit.

"I heard the head chef at that restaurant is a very famous senior technician; the taste shouldn't be bad."

Lu Feng, with an honest attitude, said calmly.

After returning last night, out of curiosity he searched online for some of Yang Zhenguang's personal information and discovered the other party indeed had quite a reputation.

"Senior technician?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Chang couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face full of astonishment, looking at Lu Feng with a puzzled expression and asking, "The chef at that restaurant actually worked at a bathhouse? I remember technicians are all people who massage feet and rub backs; how can they switch careers to cook?"

He wasn't from the chef world; his understanding of the two characters "technician" still stopped at the staff in bathhouse clubs who massage feet for people; he simply didn't understand what these two characters meant in the chef world.

Listening to Zhu Chang's serious question, Lu Feng almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

One wonders what expression that surnamed Yang senior master chef would have on his face if he heard he was misunderstood as a bathhouse foot masseur.

Hope that when that restaurant officially opens, Zhu Chang won't run up to him and ask if he used to work at a bathhouse.

Otherwise he might really get chased out.

He forcibly held back his amusement and explained concisely, "Technician is another name for a senior chef, referring to those with superb culinary skills and great fame; it's not the kind of technician you understand."

"I see. I thought that restaurant found a foot masseur to cook; how disgusting would that be!"

Listening to Lu Feng's explanation, Zhu Chang's face showed a look of sudden realization.

Then his eyes rolled, curiosity rising uncontrollably; he leaned forward a bit, looked at Lu Feng, and asked in a low voice, "Then... Boss Lu, your culinary skill compared to that Western restaurant's master chef — who's better? Whose food is more delicious?"

Lu Feng returned to the kitchen's operation counter, chopping vegetables while smiling and saying, "If you want to know, no need to ask me; when they open, you go to their shop and taste for yourself, won't you know?"

"No need to taste at all! I feel it's definitely Boss Lu, your skill that's more impressive!"

Zhu Chang waved his hand, a smile on his face as he patted Lu Feng's horse's ass (flattered him).

Hearing this, Lu Feng nodded very seriously, saying frankly, "Mhm, actually I think so too."

"Uh..."

Zhu Chang blinked a bit speechlessly: "Boss Lu, you don't plan to be humble at all? You say it so directly; how am I supposed to continue my lines after this?"

The reason he flattered Lu Feng was, on one hand, because he felt Lu Feng's food was indeed very delicious; on the other hand, because right now they were in Lu Family Restaurant — this was Lu Feng's turf.

If he misspoke and made Lu Feng unhappy, putting him on the blacklist and no longer serving him, and if that restaurant's food wasn't as good as here, then he'd lose out big time.

He originally thought Lu Feng would be humble a sentence or two; he didn't expect him to directly agree with his words.

"I'm stating facts."

Lu Feng smiled, his tone full of confidence: "If I have to lie just to be humble, that's meaningless; I've always liked telling the truth."

"Alright alright, Boss Lu your culinary skill is the most impressive; everything you say is right."

Zhu Chang pursed his lips, saying with a speechless face.

Although his words were perfunctory, in his heart he also quite agreed with what Lu Feng said.

After all, after eating the delicious food Lu Feng made, no matter who it was, they could no longer look favorably on other shops' food.

Zhu Chang lowered his head to look at the invitation card in his hand; those words "Free Steak Set Meal" on it made his throat involuntarily bob.

He wasn't really planning to compare whose skill was higher between Lu Feng and that restaurant's master chef; mainly, the free steak held no small temptation for him, someone who hadn't eaten meat in a long time.

Zhu Chang definitely didn't plan to miss this free opportunity; not eating would be a waste.

He secretly decided in his heart that when that restaurant opened, he'd go over early.

This way he could both eat the free steak set meal and not delay coming to Lu Family Restaurant for dinner in the evening — simply killing two birds with one stone.

Speaking of which, this high-end restaurant called "Sunshine Garden," before even officially opening, started sending invitation cards to Lu Feng's shop's regular customers; it wasn't simply because they wanted them to come eat steak.

After all, they're also doing business, not charity.

A steak set meal in this kind of high-end restaurant isn't cheap either; it easily runs several hundred yuan.

They're spending such a large cost simply to let everyone have a fresh taste, attract people over first, and convert them into their own shop's regular customers as much as possible.

"Speaking of which, Boss Lu, are you really not worried at all?"

Zhu Chang looked at Lu Feng busy and composed in the kitchen, couldn't help but ask very curiously: "If our group goes to that high-end restaurant, and if that restaurant's taste turns out good, and they stop coming to your place to eat, won't your shop's business not be as booming as before?"

"Not worried."

Lu Feng added seasoning to the wok while saying calmly: "If that really happens, those customers who usually can't even get a seat queuing will have a nearby place to eat; that also counts as a pretty good thing."

"Alright, you make sense; I have no reply."

Zhu Chang spread his hands, completely won over by Lu Feng's composure.

He originally still thought that Lu Feng, knowing he this loyal regular customer was being poached by the high-end restaurant next door, might, to retain them, make an exception these few days and give them regular customers some special treatment.

Like one limited roast duck per person or something.

Didn't expect Lu Feng to be this composed from start to finish; he didn't know if it was because Lu Feng had absolute confidence in his own skill, or felt that even if these regular customers tasted that restaurant's delicious food, they'd still choose Lu Family Restaurant.

Or perhaps, both reasons?

Lu Feng raised his head and glanced at Zhu Chang standing in front of the counter stroking his chin in thought, then glanced out the restaurant door, reminding him: "Right, you're not planning to eat dinner at my place today? The customers outside should be starting to queue by now, right?"

"Holy shit!"

Reminded by Lu Feng's words, Zhu Chang fiercely slapped his thigh, a panicked expression appearing on his face, hurriedly stuffing the invitation card roughly back into his pocket: "I almost forgot! Thanks for the reminder, Boss Lu! I gotta hurry out and queue!"

As he spoke, he swiftly ran out of Lu Family Restaurant.

Lu Feng watched Zhu Chang's back as he rushed out of the Kitchen, shook his head helplessly, then continued lowering his head to prepare the vegetables.

In the quiet Hall, the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables rang out once more.