Although his words were meant as a reminder, they were laced with a strong sense of distrust.
Wen Yin just smiled at him without answering.
She could understand the helper chef's thoughts.
After all, if that person didn't like the clear soup noodles made by the experienced Chef Li, then surely they wouldn't take a fancy to the ones made by a young girl like her.
Wen Yin knew that more or less, everyone present was looking at her with such thoughts in mind.
But the more this was the case, the more she wanted to give it a try.
After Wen Yin prepared the ingredients, she calmly started the fire.
And Li Xiangwei stood beside her, watching.
When the others in the kitchen saw that their general manager had no objections, they stopped saying anything.
Wen Yin heated the oil in the pan, then skillfully cracked an egg with one hand and dropped it into the pan.
The delicious aroma of the frying egg instantly filled the kitchen.
When the egg was golden - brown on both sides, Wen Yin poured in the hot water from the side.
Seeing Wen Yin's skillful movements, Chef Li couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He had to admit.
The girl had just the right control over the heat when frying the egg. Only an old chef who worked in the kitchen all day could make an egg that was golden - brown on both sides.
He never thought that Wen Yin could fry it so effortlessly.
The taste of a fried egg depends on the frying process.
So the last bit of doubt in his heart vanished.
Thinking of his somewhat naive thought just now, Chef Li couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.
He was really getting old.
He had forgotten that there were so many outstanding young people these days.
And Wen Yin was one of the most talented people he had ever seen.
After waiting for a few minutes and seeing that the water in the pan had gradually turned milky white, Wen Yin put the noodles into the pan.
She didn't choose the slightly thick noodles because they would be difficult for the elderly to digest. Instead, she specifically chose the thinner vermicelli noodles.
A few seconds after the noodles boiled, Wen Yin added the green vegetables.
The green Shanghai greens added a splash of color to the noodles, making them look even more appealing.
While the noodles were cooking, Wen Yin wasn't idle. She quickly prepared a sauce.
She skillfully added the seasonings, then threw in a little scallion, and finally scooped a spoonful of lard and melted it with the noodle soup.
Just as she finished preparing the sauce, the noodles were cooked.
Wen Yin fished out the noodles and vegetables into a bowl, and a bowl of clear soup noodles was ready.
Li Xiangwei really didn't expect Wen Yin to be so quick.
So she didn't hesitate and immediately ordered someone to send the bowl of noodles to that person's private room.
After cooking a bowl of noodles, Wen Yin's face was slightly sweaty from the heat of the fire.
Seeing her sweating profusely, Li Xiangwei felt a bit embarrassed and said,
"Sorry, this should not have troubled you... You can eat and drink for free in our hotel from now on."
Li Xiangwei was very generous. After seeing Wen Yin help her twice, she wanted to return the favor.
But Wen Yin wiped the sweat off her face and said nonchalantly,
"It's just a small favor."
It was just cooking a meal.
But before they could talk for long, a waiter ran over excitedly.
"General Manager Li, that gentleman is asking for you."
Seeing the happy look on the waiter's face, Li Xiangwei had a good guess in her heart.
She briefly explained the situation to Wen Yin and then walked over with the waiter.
The moment she entered the private room, Li Xiangwei's eyes first landed on the empty bowl in front of Grandpa Shao.
Although Li Xiangwei had expected it, seeing it with her own eyes was far more shocking.
"Grandpa Shao, you finished all of it?"
There was a hint of caution in Li Xiangwei's tone, but also disbelief in her eyes.
But this seemed to be within her expectations.
Grandpa Shao saw all her emotions and was more certain of his guess.
This bowl of noodles was probably not made by Chef Li, whom he was familiar with.
"The noodles have a homely taste. I don't know why, but they just make people have a great appetite."
To be honest, Grandpa Shao himself didn't expect that he would be so addicted to such a bowl of clear soup noodles.
After eating the first bowl, he even wanted another.
"Miss Li, I dare to guess that this bowl of noodles was not made by Chef Li, right?"
After eating the noodles, Grandpa Shao's previously sickly complexion improved a bit. His face was flushed, and his energy seemed much better.
Facing him, Li Xiangwei naturally wouldn't lie.
So she told him exactly what had happened.
Wen Yin was sitting in Li Xiangwei's office when she was called out.
"Is it solved?"
Wen Yin looked at Li Xiangwei's happy but somewhat troubled face and guessed the final result.
But she wasn't sure why Li Xiangwei looked so troubled.
"Yes."
Li Xiangwei slowly nodded.
The problem seemed to be solved.
But also seemed not to be.
Wen Yin nudged her with her arm and couldn't help but tease,
"If it's solved, why do you still look so worried?"
"Ayin, that grandpa also wants to see you."
Hearing Li Xiangwei say this, Wen Yin wasn't surprised. She followed her into the private room.
When Grandpa Shao saw Wen Yin come in, his face was filled with joy.
Wen Yin couldn't figure out which wealthy family's patriarch this old man was.
But judging from his clothes and his status in the Li family's hotel, this person was either rich or noble.
So Wen Yin politely smiled at him.
"Grandpa, long time no see."
Seeing him, Wen Yin realized that what Li Xiangwei had told her before was true.
Grandpa Shao's anorexia was getting worse.
He was visibly thinner, and his face didn't have the energy he had when Wen Yin first met him.
But fortunately, his eyes were still clear, although he had lost weight rapidly.
Grandpa Shao looked at Wen Yin with a beaming smile and motioned for them to sit down.
Wen Yin and Li Xiangwei sat down in front of him one after another.
"Did you call me here because there's something wrong with my noodles?"
As smart as she was, Wen Yin knew that Grandpa Shao had noticed that this bowl of noodles wasn't made by Chef Li, so he had called her over.
So she started with a polite greeting.
"No, I just wanted to see you. I didn't expect your cooking skills to have improved so much after all this time."
Grandpa Shao had a kind smile on his face, which made their relationship seem closer.
"No, it's just some simple dishes."
Wen Yin replied modestly.
"But you, why have you lost so much weight after so long?"
Wen Yin had a good impression of Grandpa Shao, even though they had only met twice.