Universe Infinite Canteen.

Chapter 550 Genius
Malu followed suit and immediately used the chef's knife to smack the two cloves of garlic in his hand.

Sure enough, the skin of the garlic that had been smashed fell off easily.

The millipede seemed to have discovered a new world. "Wow, this is amazing! Who invented this? Did he win a Nobel Prize?"

Lele said unhappily, "Alright, alright, I admit that I underestimated you before and said... a lot of things that questioned you, but do you really have to be so petty? You keep acting like a rookie and being sarcastic to me."

"Ah, is that so?" Malu blinked, "It seems that you have realized your mistake."

Lele took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa always said that you can't judge a person by his appearance. As a chef, you must remain humble. Today I finally understand what this sentence means, but your hands are really deceptive."

"That's because I seldom cook," Malu admitted.

"what?"

"As for why my cooking skills are so good, it should be because of my talent. Yes, I am really suitable for this job."

Malu raised his right hand and admired, "Cooking is so easy."

Sun He didn't know what he was thinking about, his eyes drifted far away and he sighed.

“Indeed, there is no shortage of talented newcomers in the chef industry. He can master the skills that others have to work hard to acquire in all seasons with just one glance. His talent is so great that it makes people jealous.

"However," Sun He changed the subject and said to Ma Lu, "Talent is just an entry ticket, because there will always be more talented newcomers born in this industry.

"But perseverance is the key. It was my first time in the kitchen, my first time successfully completing the assignment given by the teacher, and I was praised by the teacher. I was finally able to cook, and the food I made was praised by the guests...

“These are the moments when you feel excited and feel that being a chef is great. The question is how to maintain this passion for decades.

“Keep the courage and perseverance to keep climbing, especially when you have won enough, and never forget that you still have an old enemy.

"That's you. Only a chef who can constantly surpass himself is a chef worthy of admiration. It's a pity that too many people get lost in this process."

Sun He's words made all the women in the restaurant stand in awe.

There is no doubt that this state banquet master must have many stories.

But the next moment, the sound of rushing water ruined this beautiful scene.

It was the millipede washing shredded potatoes by the sink.

Seeing the girls looking over here, Malu felt a little embarrassed, because although he did not completely agree with Sun He's words, he still had some comprehension.

As an old man, it is understandable for him to reminisce about the past and impart some life experience, especially when he is a master like Sun He who is at the top of his industry.

Many people are even willing to pay to listen to them share their insights.

But the problem was that this hand, or more precisely his right arm, was disobedient and started moving on its own.

There is nothing that can be done about millipedes.

Fortunately, Sun He was very open-minded. He glanced at the time and praised, "Not bad. It's rare that you think about cooking while chatting. The shredded potatoes are almost done."

Lele muttered quietly, "It's not a big deal to be late for a minute or two."

Before Malu could say anything, Sun He retorted, "For a chef, nothing is the same, because even a tiny deviation will result in a different taste. If you want to be a chef, you must have a heart that pursues perfection."

"Mr. Sun, what you said is very good. You expressed what is in our hearts." Malu flattered him subtly, trying to make up for his impolite behavior just now.

Then he poured oil into the pot, turned on low heat, and stir-fried the chili peppers and minced garlic.

Then add the shredded potatoes and stir-fry over high heat. Add shredded green peppers, salt, sugar, rice vinegar and MSG for seasoning.

Soon, a plate of hot and sour potato shreds was ready. Malu put the potato shreds on a plate and handed them to the four people present, each with a pair of chopsticks.

Sun He tasted it first, and nodded repeatedly after taking the first bite. "Not bad, the potato shreds are evenly cut, washed well, and cooked at the right temperature. They taste crisp and refreshing, and are textbook-standard hot and sour potato shreds."

"Asking you to make this dish seems like a waste of your talent. It doesn't show your true ability."

“If Mr. Sun is not satisfied, you can change the dish to test me.” Malu said.

Sun He shook his head. "That's enough. You have proved that you are qualified to participate in the Master Chef Contest. As for the more amazing dishes, you should save them for the competition."

"I will be a judge then, so let's not ruin the surprise."

Lele also put down his chopsticks and said to Malu, "Let's exchange phone numbers. I'll send you the registration form when I get back, and you can fill it out and send it back to me.

"The Asian competition will be held in Sanya. The organizing committee will help you book your air tickets and hotels in advance. Your food and accommodation expenses during the competition will also be borne by the organizing committee.

"The Asian preliminary round will last for three days. To ensure fairness, the competition venue will be closed and you won't be able to enter or leave at will. You'd better arrange your time in advance."

"What, I can't open the store for three days? If it takes so long, I will lose a lot of money." Malu frowned.

"There will be prize money for the winners, 300 million for first place, 200 million for second place, and 100 million for third place."

"That's more like it." Malu immediately turned his worry into joy. 300 million was more than he could earn from his normal business, and the most important thing was that he could still take a vacation.

What, second, third place... Malu never thought about it at all, he went there just to get first place.

Lele continued, "If you really have the ability to enter the final world competition and win the title of chef god, you will also receive a huge bonus of 10 million."

"You should have told me earlier," Malu was completely happy now, "If you had told me earlier, we would have definitely participated."

"Don't get complacent too soon. There are many great players participating in the Asian competition alone, but only two people can enter the final and stand on the world stage."

"Then I must be one of them here." Malu snapped his fingers and said confidently.

"Remember what you said," Lele handed the invitation to Malu, "I will laugh at you if you are eliminated."

"Hahahaha, young people should have this kind of enthusiasm." Sun He laughed.

"Okay, we've finished our meal and sent out the invitations. We have to go to the next place, so we won't bother you, Boss Ma."

"Okay. I'll take you out."

After Malu left, He Xiaoqian still felt a sense of unreality and sighed.

"The boss must be the kind of treasure man mentioned on the Internet. I have known him for such a long time, but I didn't know his cooking skills are so good. It turns out that he has always been a hidden talent."

Her eyes were full of admiration.

"Well, is that really the case..."

Based on Ma Youyou’s understanding of the millipedes from another dimension, this guy, with Lao Wang’s support, should be too lazy to learn cooking.

And she just noticed something strange. Malu only used his right hand during the cooking process, and his right hand seemed a little stiff.

It would be more accurate to say that his right hand was acting on its own rather than that he was using it.

That guy must be up to something again, Ma Youyou muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)