Receiving Zhao Meng's approval, as for Old Zheng's opinion, Fu Yu didn't mind it at all.
He was the chef invited to arrange the banquet, so naturally, he called the shots in the kitchen.
Fu Yu habitually prepared to follow the recipes he found online for the dishes.
On the side, Zhao Meng quickly said, "Chef Fu, please hold on, I'll start with the prep now."
Fu Yu: "!"
After speaking, Zhao Meng turned around, grabbed a vegetable washing basin from the kitchen counter, and carried it over to the walk-in fridge to select ingredients.
Watching Zhao Meng's back, Fu Yu finally realized his current role.
He was now Chef Fu, the head chef of this family dinner!
Whoa-oh-hey!
It really feels great being the head chef!
There's even someone helping with the prep!
Especially when the person helping with the prep is Zhao Meng!
A little bit of glee rose in Fu Yu's heart, but he quickly suppressed it.
