Is Chapter 462 awesome?

Yang Lin’s emotions were suddenly disrupted by Fang Fang’s two sudden calls.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling noticeably, and forced himself to calm down, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Su Chen was still full of suspicion.

No matter what, he still couldn’t believe that such a young person had such master-level cooking skills.

“Since Mr. Su is so powerful…”

He paused for a moment, “Brother Hu, do you mind adding a pair of bowls and chopsticks? I also want to taste Mr. Su’s cooking skills.”

After the brief feeling of decadence passed, Yang Lin felt as if his stomach was being burned by something.

He suddenly remembered himself standing at the entrance of Le Cordon Bleu, vowing to become the best graduate and absorb all the culinary knowledge therein.

The long-lost fighting spirit made him straighten his back unconsciously.

“Just right.”

He added, his voice steadier than before, “I recently developed a recipe that combines Chinese and French cuisine, and I’d like to invite Brother Hu to taste it with you all.”

He spoke lightly, but pronounced each word clearly, with a clear competitive tone.

“Oh my god, it’s on fire! Bibo is on fire!!”

Fang Fang suddenly yelled, her eyes shining.

He looked back and forth between Yang Lin and Su Chen, with an excited look on his face, as if he was enjoying the fun.

Seeing Hong Yucheng and Hu Yuan looking confused, she curled her lips and said, “Don’t you guys watch anime?”

Hu Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect that Yang Lin wanted to compete with Boss Su in order to prove himself.

Although he knew the result of the competition clearly, Yang Lin had no hope of winning.

But I can’t just say this out loud, it would be too hurtful.

Hu Yuan actually understands Yang Lin very well.

A top student, even if he is a cooking top student, is still a top student. In a foreign country, Zheng conquered those gourmets with discerning tastes with his cooking skills and won all kinds of praise.

This may sound like a happy story, but the hard work involved, the stove fire and smoke in the kitchen in the early morning, are beyond the imagination of outsiders.

Such people are destined to be proud and unwilling to admit defeat.

They are even less willing to admit that they are not as good as someone who is obviously younger than them.

Of course Hu Yuan is willing to give such an opportunity.

“Boss Su, what do you think?”

This long-lost competitive atmosphere reminded him of the passion he felt when he first opened a restaurant.

Su Chen frowned, still confused.

Although I didn’t understand the specific details, a person suddenly appeared and seemed to want to compete with me in cooking skills.

To be honest, he was a little speechless.

Is he the type who looks like he has a lot of free time?
“Not really, I’m just here to cook.” Su Chen emphasized, and then said naturally: “Where is the kitchen, let’s start, don’t waste time.”

When Yang Lin heard this, he felt that he was being looked down upon and a hint of anger flashed across his face.

He looked at Su Chen and said, “You may not understand, but I got a Le Cordon Bleu diploma, which is Le Cordon Bleu’s highest honor comprehensive diploma!”

What does it matter whether you have a big diploma or a small diploma?

Su Chen had no idea about the honor system of these culinary schools and just thought that the person in front of him was incomprehensible.

Fang Fang came over curiously and asked, “What is a big diploma? Is it bigger than a normal diploma?” “Is the French Le Cordon Bleu so great? I remember there is a Lanxiang Cooking School in our country? Is it the same thing?”

When Yang Lin heard this, his face turned green.

Hong Yucheng, who was standing next to him, didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He explained, “Le Cordon Bleu is the world’s largest and most famous Western cuisine and dessert training school. It has a history of over a hundred years. The diploma is equivalent to their highest degree.”

Fang Fang said “oh”, her expression still clear.

Hu Yuan was amused by Fang Fang and laughed out loud. As a boss who has been working in the catering industry for many years, he is very familiar with these professional certification systems.

He explained: “The Grand Diploma, in French it’s called Grand Diplme, represents that students have reached a very high level of professionalism in many areas related to cooking. It is one of the most valuable certifications in the global catering industry.”

“Usually awarded to students who have completed multiple majors with outstanding performance and have a comprehensive grasp of the French Le Cordon Bleu culinary skills and knowledge system.”

“It’s the French equivalent of a master’s degree.”

He turned to look at Yang Lin, “Xiao Yang was the only Asian student who received a diploma among his peers at Le Cordon Bleu.”

Following Hu Yuan’s introduction, Yang Lin’s expression became much better and he raised his chin slightly.

Fang Fang understood the last sentence. She looked at Yang Lin and said, “I didn’t expect you to have a master’s degree!”

Yang Lin’s expression froze on his face, and he wanted to yell, what do you mean I didn’t expect it!
To be honest, Su Chen also received some scientific education, and he didn’t know much about French cooking.

After listening to this introduction, although he had a basic understanding of the rating system of Le Cordon Bleu cooking, it did not affect his decision.

Of course, the same thing applies. No matter how many honors Yang Lin has, it has nothing to do with him. He just comes to cook.

He checked the time on his phone and asked directly, “Which direction is the kitchen? What dishes do you want to cook? I have an appointment at noon.”

Yang Lin finally couldn’t help it, he took two steps forward: “Mr. Su, I hope you can take this matter seriously.”

“The order I took said I would cook at your doorstep.”

Su Chen interrupted him, “As for what dishes you want to make, you can do whatever you want after I finish this order. It has nothing to do with me.”

“Okay, okay, Boss Su, the kitchen is over here, the ingredients are ready, just do whatever you want.”

Hu Yuan quickly tried to smooth things over, and waved to the foreman waiting nearby: “Take Chef Su to the kitchen.”

Su Chen followed the foreman to the kitchen.

Yang Lin stared at it for several seconds, exhaled slowly, and said: “Anyway, I will definitely present a dish that the guests will find impeccable!”

Hong Yucheng had a regretful expression on his face. It was rare for someone to dare to challenge Boss Su’s cooking skills. He actually wanted to watch the fun.

He also didn’t think Yang Lin had any chance of winning, but he thought that perhaps Boss Su might perform beyond his normal level due to the challenge and pressure.

Isn’t that blood money?
It’s a pity that Boss Su doesn’t care at all.

Hong Yucheng noticed that from beginning to end, Su Chen’s attitude towards Yang Lin’s challenge was not pretending to be cold and aloof, but he really didn’t care.

It’s like an adult seeing a child holding up a wooden sword and saying he wants to duel, and they can’t even muster up some interest.

In the kitchen, Su Chen was counting the ingredients.

Apart from anything else, the quality of these ingredients is top-notch, almost catching up with the level of system ingredients.

After checking them one by one, he turned around and asked Hong Yucheng who followed him in: “Is six dishes enough for four people?”

Hong Yucheng looked up and said, “It’s almost done.”

Su Chen responded, picked up a handy kitchen knife from the knife rack, turned on the faucet and started rinsing.

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(End of this chapter)