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However, Master was still unsure in his heart.
"Stop with the 'however.' Are you still my disciple or not? If you want to consider me your master, then do as I say!"
Seeing his master about to get angry, Ma Hua could only agree.
Director Yang was treating guests today, so he had prepared a chicken and two pounds of meat for the kitchen.
While Ma Hua was cutting the chicken, Sha Zhu suddenly snatched the knife and swiftly chopped the chicken in half with two quick strokes, then he cut the two pounds of meat into halves as well!
This wasn’t the first time Sha Zhu had done something like this. Ma Hua immediately understood what was going on and silently took the remaining chicken and pork to start cutting.
Under Sha Zhu's guidance, Ma Hua finally finished preparing the dishes. He wiped the sweat from his face and began to signal Liu Lan to serve the food.
Liu Lan had been watching everything in the kitchen; she didn’t say much and simply took the dishes into the private room before returning to the kitchen.
The guests invited by Director Yang were waiting for their meal. As soon as the dishes were served, Director Yang spoke up, "Director Zhou, Section Chief Sun, come and try our factory's dishes!"
Director Zhou smiled and said, "This isn’t my first time tasting your factory's food. If I remember correctly, the chef is called Sha Zhu, right?"
"That’s right! It’s rare that Director Zhou remembers! Come on! Help us evaluate whether Sha Zhu's cooking has improved!"
"Too polite, too polite. It’s nothing worth evaluating," Director Zhou said as he picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks.
As soon as he tasted it, he frowned. After chewing just a couple of times, he spat it out!
He placed his chopsticks down on the table, his expression darkening. Seeing this situation, Director Yang knew there must be a problem with the food. He also picked up a piece of chicken!
Just like Zhou, after chewing twice, he spat it out as well. "Xiao Kuai, go call He Yuzhu over for me!"
Secretary Xiao Kuai turned and left the private room!
Ma Hua felt nervous and started sweating when he saw the director's secretary calling for his master.
"Master, what should we do? It must be because I messed up the dishes."
Sha Zhu patted Ma Hua on the shoulder to comfort him, "What are you afraid of? It’s just a few dishes that didn’t turn out well! I’m your master; I’ll go over!"
Ma Hua didn’t expect his master to care for him like this; he was so moved that he almost cried!
When Sha Zhu entered, Director Yang asked him expressionlessly, "Sha Zhu, did you make these dishes?"
Sha Zhu knew that Ma Hua's cooking could never compare to his own. Director Yang had eaten Sha Zhu's cooking over the years; he could tell immediately if it was made by him or not. So he didn’t lie!
"Director, it’s like this: my leg is still injured and I really can’t cook, so I guided my disciple Ma Hua to prepare this meal! What? Are you not satisfied with what he made?"
Director Yang pointed at the table and said, "Whether you're satisfied or not, you'll know once you try it!"
Seeing the director say this, Sha Zhu picked up his chopsticks and sampled a dish. After tasting it, he fell silent as well.
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