System Makes Me Super Star

To the Chinese family, cooking two dishes in one go was a very normal thing.    

    

Many Chinese cultivators would choose to do this when cooking.    

    

However …    

    

This scene changed in the white man's eyes.    

    

They simply could not accept such a busy cooking style.    

    

The cooking should be done as one wished, paying attention to the slowness, the delicateness, and the coincidence.    

    

It was not like this, where the two hands could only be used as four hands.    

    

Therefore …    

    

Seeing Lu Lee's actions, Frank's eyes flashed a hint of disdain.    

    

"Vulgar cooking techniques."    

    

When Chi Zaozao heard this, she couldn't help but say angrily,    

    

"This person is so despicable. He's actually belittling our boss."    

    

A bullet flashed across Xu Yuan's eyes as he walked to Frank.    

    

Xu Yuan was tall to begin with, plus he had lost weight during this period of time, which made his figure bigger and bigger, so he walked in front of Frank.    

    

Frank actually felt threatened.    

    

"What do you want?"    

    

Xu Yuan spoke in Chinese English, lightly saying,    

    

"If you talk too much, I'll beat you up."    

    

Frank took a few steps back. He was a little scared.    

    

Xu Yuan snorted. He turned around and looked at Lu Lee.    

    

"Ol 'Three, don't forget my lamb chops."    

    

Lu Lee replied.    

    

"I'm just stewing!"    

    

Just like that, about half an hour passed. In the blink of an eye, vinegar, shredded potatoes, chopped onion, and noodles were ready.    

    

Lu Lee also cooked a fried beef along the way.    

    

Lu Lee sliced the best filet steak into pieces and mixed them with chili sauce.    

    

Frank felt his heart ache.    

    

He, he was recklessly wasting this heavenly resource!    

    

Lu Lee greeted.    

    

"You guys eat first, this lamb chop will be ready immediately."    

    

Xu Yuan walked in front of Frank and said lightly,    

    

"Hey, I'm asking you."    

    

"Wh …" "What?"    

    

"Do you have chopsticks?"    

    

"…" Frank.    

    

"..."    

    

"Sizzle sizzle!"    

    

Qiu Hongbo picked up a bowl of noodle soup and started to eat.    

    

The next moment …    

    

His eyes widened!    

    

When many foreigners saw Qiu Hongbo's expression, they could not help but feel frightened.    

    

"He couldn't have been poisoned!"    

    

"Oh my god, there's poison in this noodles!"    

    

"Hurry up and call an ambulance, this person might not make it."    

    

"Awesome!"    

    

At this moment, Qiu Hongbo let out a sigh. His eyes squinted as if he was enjoying something.    

    

All the white people present were shocked.    

    

"What?"    

    

Qiu Hongbo couldn't help but shout,    

    

"Director Lu, your face is so bad."    

    

"It's too delicious!"    

    

Lu Lee grinned.    

    

"Enough? If it's not enough, I'll do it for you. "    

    

Xu Yuan immediately shouted,    

    

"Old Qiu, don't eat alone. Leave us some. "    

    

With that, Xu Yuan grabbed the noodles in Qiu Hongbo's bowl.    

    

Jack shouted,    

    

"I've eaten before, but you're still eating."    

    

"I don't mind."    

    

"I hate it."    

    

Seeing the two of them fighting over a bowl of noodles, Lu Lee said helplessly,    

    

"Fine, I'll make you some chopped onion and noodles before the lamb chops are done cooking."    

    

"Are you two eating?" Lu Lee asked Dai Xiaojun and Chi Zaozao.    

    

Both of them nodded heavily.    

    

To be honest …    

    

If it wasn't for Qiu Hongbo eating the noodles alone, the two of them would have really wanted to have a taste of the noodle soup.    

    

There was nothing he could do …    

    

It was too fragrant!    

    

Seeing how delicious the Chinese was, it couldn't help but attract many white people who had never eaten a Chinese meal before.    

    

They swallowed their saliva and asked,    

    

"That, can you give us a taste as well?"    

    

"Respected Chinese, we also want to have a taste of the delicacies of China."    

    

Xu Yuan said with a smile,    

    

"Of course it's fine if you want to eat it, but …" Do you have enough spring onion here? "    

    

A restaurant manager, he quickly nodded and said,    

    

"Enough, of course, enough!"    

    

"Frank, help that gentleman cook the noodles and cut the vegetables."    

    

Frank pointed at his nose and said in shock,    

    

"Boss, you want me to go?"    

    

"You are the face of our restaurant. Why aren't you willing to have such a good opportunity for me?"    

    

Frank's mouth twitched.    

    

"This …"    

    

"Hurry up and go!" The manager glared at Frank.    

    

Frank immediately ran into the kitchen.    

    

Lu Lee asked curiously when he saw Frank run into the kitchen.    

    

"What are you doing here?"    

    

"My manager wants me to be your assistant. Is there anything I can do for you?"    

    

Lu Lee pointed at the green onions in the pool that had not been washed.    

    

"Wash the onions. and then cut it into pieces. "    

    

"Remember, wash it a few more times. There's mud on the onion roots. "    

    

Seeing Lu Lee ask him to wash the spring onion, Frank's face darkened immediately.    

    

At this moment …    

    

He felt insulted.    

    

I was the former Michelin chef, and I was poached to be the head chef.    

    

When did I wash the vegetables myself?    

    

Now you ask me to wash the vegetables, aren't you insulting me?    

    

Seeing Frank not moving at all, Lu Lee frowned.    

    

"What is it? "I don't want to."    

    

Just as Frank wanted to say something, the supervisor shouted,    

    

"Do it quickly!"    

    

"If it's because you can't eat the noodles, then you don't have to do it."    

    

That trace of dissatisfaction vanished into thin air under the manager's loud roar.    

    

Frank grabbed a handful of spring onions and started washing them in the pond.    

    

Chi Zaozao couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene.    

    

"I didn't expect him to have such a day. He deserves it!"    

    

Another hour and a half.    

    

This time, it felt like a long time had passed.    

    

And everyone thought,    

    

This half an hour was much slower than before.    

    

All of them were incredibly anxious, wishing that they could eat this fragrant chopped onion noodles as soon as possible.    

    

Finally …    

    

Standing at the window, Lu Lee shouted,    

    

"If you want noodles, queue up here."    

    

Hearing Lu Lee's shout, the white people started to move.    

    

At first only one or two people lined up.    

    

After all, most of the people present, whether they were rich or noble, had never experienced the feeling of queuing up.    

    

However …    

    

He thought that if he didn't line up, he wouldn't be able to eat the noodle soup.    

    

These people had no choice but to put down their pride.    

    

In any case, everyone was queuing up, so why should I be embarrassed?    

    

And so …    

    

Soon, a long line was formed along the corridor.    

    

Seeing so many people queuing up for a bowl of noodle soup, a trace of shock flashed across Dai Xiaojun's face.    

    

"This …"    

    

Chi Zaozao said excitedly.    

    

"I really should have taken a picture of this with my phone. This is too shocking."    

    

Xu Yuan nodded and agreed.    

    

"I feel that I can brag for a year now if I force him to return."    

    

"A group of high-class Mi States practitioners actually voluntarily formed a long queue for the sake of a bowl of scallion noodles."    

    

When Qiu Hongbo finished his last mouthful of noodles, he let out a burp.    

    

"Wow, it's really delicious!"    

    

Xu Yuan said quietly.    

    

"Old Qiu, you're really being rude."    

    

Qiu Hongbo said with a red face.    

    

"Actually... I'm not full yet. "    

    

Their faces were dark.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

"Scram!"    

    

Finally …    

    

Lu Lee stood aside while Frank stood by the window.    

    

Lu Lee gestured to Frank, who opened his mouth and said,    

    

"Alright, your noodles."    

    

Lu Lee smiled as he looked at the people lining up one after the other to get the noodles.    

    

In Lu Lee's words,    

    

What he revealed was … A fatherly smile.