Brush Up Your Proficiency

Tang Yan stared intently at the dishes before her, their colors and aromas captivating her senses. Her throat bobbed involuntarily as she swallowed repeatedly.

Her fair hands were unconsciously wringing together, as if she couldn't wait to devour the feast before her, her entire being radiating anticipation and eagerness.

As Wang Hao began preparing the second dish, Tang Yan's gaze was drawn away from the first.

She watched as Wang Hao, wielding the spatula, expertly stirred the ingredients in the wok, each movement flowing seamlessly like a captivating culinary performance.

Even Tang Yan's own father, a renowned chef, seemed slightly inferior in his cooking techniques.

Thinking of this, Tang Yan couldn't help but marvel inwardly: no wonder her father willingly addressed Wang Hao as "Big Brother" after tasting his cooking! Such exquisite skill was truly admirable.

However, just as Tang Yan and Master Yang were immersed in admiring Wang Hao's culinary skills, an urging voice suddenly came from the window of the stall:

"Boss, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and start cooking! Why didn't you bring out such fragrant dishes earlier to treat us? That's not cool!"

Hearing the urging voice, Master Yang revealed a helpless wry smile.

Although these delicacies were not his creation, facing the hungry and impolite students outside, he knew he had no choice but to bite the bullet and start cooking.

Even so, Master Yang still stole glances at Wang Hao between stirs, diligently imprinting his exquisite cooking movements into his mind.

Perhaps one day, he too could create mouthwatering dishes like Wang Hao.

At this moment, Wang Hao, immersed in cooking, keenly sensed the subtle changes in his surroundings.

He caught Master Yang's reluctant expression out of the corner of his eye, and a wave of empathy washed over him.

Having climbed up from the bottom himself, Wang Hao deeply understood Master Yang's current state of mind.

He knew that if he hadn't fortuitously obtained such a huge opportunity like a "cheat," with his original aptitude and conditions, it would have taken him at least several years of tireless effort to reach Master Yang's current level.

Therefore, he understood Master Yang's innermost thoughts perfectly.

"Since I'm using his place to cook, it's only fair to give him some pointers as payment for his labor," Wang Hao mused to himself.

Fortunately, Master Yang wasn't too far behind him in skill, so he could focus on cooking his own dishes while simultaneously sparing some effort to provide Master Yang with appropriate guidance, thus managing both sides.

"Master Yang, I heard from my teacher that this dish you're making requires attention to the heat..."

Wang Hao's expression was calm, without a trace of arrogance. His demeanor was friendly and gentle, completely lacking the intimidating and aloof air that made people wary.

He cleverly used a fictional character to give Master Yang pointers in a subtle and tactful manner.

This way, Master Yang could easily accept the suggestions without feeling resistant or psychologically uncomfortable.

And Master Yang? He was quite the shrewd and capable man!

He instantly understood the guidance implied in Wang Hao's words, and his face immediately blossomed into a delighted smile, his entire being becoming excited.

However, what happened next far exceeded Master Yang's expectations!

Each of Wang Hao's pointers was like a slender silver needle, accurately piercing the weaknesses in his skills, like acupuncture, just right.

This precise guidance instantly ignited a spark in the depths of his heart, causing his originally calm thoughts to become like a wild horse, galloping and restless.

The problems that had accumulated over the years finally found an outlet at this moment, gushing out like a river bursting its banks.

In an instant, he felt a clarity and emptiness in his mind, and the various confusions and uncertainties he had about cooking suddenly became clear.

This wonderful feeling, like being enlightened, made even someone as experienced as Master Yang widen his eyes, his face full of disbelief as he stared blankly at Wang Hao.

"This young man... no, this teacher is too good at giving guidance! If I had been fortunate enough to meet a master like him when I was learning, my achievements would definitely be far more than this! Maybe I would have soared long ago!" Master Yang thought to himself.

Now, he felt like he had returned to the time when he first entered the culinary world, rekindling his long-lost passion for cooking.

The days of making the same dishes day after day had long worn away his initial passion for cooking, leaving only mechanical repetition.

Lost, he felt that this was probably how his life would be, and as long as the school didn't close down, he would spend the rest of his life here.

But at this moment, Wang Hao's appearance was like a ray of dawn in the darkness, illuminating his path forward and allowing him to see infinite possibilities.

And like a guiding light, it clearly told him that there was no limit to learning cooking, and there was another way to live life.

At this time, the mentor Wang Hao didn't have this feeling at all, he was just giving normal pointers, and didn't have the same deep thoughts as Master Yang.

No one can truly empathize, even though Wang Hao had also struggled and worked his way up from the bottom for so many years, he still wouldn't have the same thoughts as Master Yang.

In this mode of teaching while cooking, Wang Hao finished cooking the five dishes they needed in a few minutes.

And this was even with the kitchen conditions not being very comfortable. If it were in "Food is Heaven," the time would definitely be even faster.