The Cheat Emperor of the Culinary World

Taking advantage of Yao Shi’s speech, Fu Yu checked the reward he just received.

[Enhanced Smell Mask: A high-quality, complex half-mask that can provide 100% protection against ultra-fine oil smoke. It enhances the sensitivity of human smell and can amplify subtle scents hundreds of times at will, while effectively blocking harmful gases, odors, droplets, viruses, and other substances!]

Isn’t this just a gas mask plus an enhanced sense of smell?

You have to know that in the kitchen, facing countless oil smoke every day is a very torturous thing.

Why is it that after a tiring day, you have no appetite to eat? It’s because you’re full of oil smoke.

Now with this enhanced smell mask, I won’t have to smell the choking oil smoke anymore!

This reward is really practical and powerful!

Zhao Meng came back, and the work in the kitchen returned to normal.

Today, Fu Yu is on the early shift. After having a meeting with everyone earlier, he went straight to the storage room to check the remaining pickled vegetables for the day.

It’s time to start working, and Fu Yu habitually put on his mask and opened the door to the storage room.

Yesterday the business in the store was very good, so a large amount of pickled vegetables was used.

Therefore, before getting off work, they specially replenished a batch.

Fu Yu casually opened the lid of the jar containing pickled white radish, and a slightly spicy and sour smell immediately hit his nose.

Fu Yu instinctively took a breath.

A strange and precise judgment suddenly emerged in his mind:

[Sweetness 85%, Sourness 80%, Spiciness 66%, Saltiness 70%... Pickling completion 82%, it needs another 1 hour and 37 minutes and 24 seconds to complete the pickling...]

Fu Yu: ”!”

Damn!

What’s going on?

Opening another jar of pickles, the precise judgment appeared in his mind once again.

This...

He instinctively raised his hand to adjust the mask... Fu Yu suddenly realized!

His mask!

The enhanced smell mask, increasing the sensitivity of smell and can amplify subtle scents hundreds of times at will!

So this is what ”at will” means!

Because he wanted to check the completion of the pickled vegetables, he could make accurate judgments by smelling the scent!

This feature is quite impressive!

Fu Yu felt like his nose was a reading pen.

Smell wherever you want, so easy!

There are a total of twenty-three types of pickles in the storage room.

Normally, each check would take at least ten minutes.

But this time, Fu Yu almost just opened a jar and sniffed with his nose, and the next second, his mind could make accurate corresponding judgments.

This made Fu Yu’s work twice as efficient!

As Fu Yu continued to check, he couldn’t help but sigh!

This is simply a work cheat tool!

Easily gaining without effort?

Casually acquiring various top-level skills?

Such a lucky life truly makes one feel happy!

Just as Fu Yu was feeling a bit smug, he suddenly remembered his experience in the teaching practical class where he frantically practiced the ”eighteen methods of frying.”

Suddenly, it seemed that gaining skills wasn’t particularly easy?

With this in mind, Fu Yu calmed down again.

He couldn’t help but mutter softly, ”You, as a sophisticated system, can’t you just give me some sort of immersive training?”

Although it’s quite enjoyable to clear the cooking levels, this kind of training and practice, no matter how you twist it, is just a different way of making him learn!

Accidentally seeing the essence through the phenomenon, Fu Yu seemed to suddenly realize something at this moment...

Fu Yu carefully recorded the status of all the pickled vegetables and turned to leave the storage room.

After tallying up the pickled vegetables that needed replenishment, Fu Yu found himself in a bit of a pickle.

Yesterday, Xu Wei went to procure supplies and specifically came to the kitchen to notify that this batch of chicken feet was too skinny and of poor quality. He had agreed with the vendor to stop a batch, and a new batch would arrive in two days.

This means that lemon chicken feet can’t be made.

Lacking a side dish means finding another to substitute.

Fu Yu plans to make pickled pepper bamboo shoots, but he needs to inform Zhao Meng about it, so Zhao Meng can communicate with Gu Yunwu to finalize it.

But when Fu Yu returned, he found that Zhao Meng wasn’t in the kitchen.

”Where’s Chef Zhao?”

Fu Yu asked Sun Qingning.

Sun Qingning heard this, turned his head to look around, and said in surprise, ”Huh? He was just here? It seemed like he got a phone call and left. If you’re in a hurry, I can go to the front and take a look!”

Preparing small pickles while pickling takes quite some effort, so Fu Yu dared not waste time, nodded and said, ”Sure, go take a look.”

As Sun Qingning walked out, he muttered to himself, wondering where the person went so quickly.

At the corner connecting the front hall to the back kitchen.

”Achoo!”

Zhao Meng turned his head and stifled a sneeze.

Once the sour sensation in his nose passed, he playfully said, ”Who’s talking about me!”

Dai Li looked at the jar in her hand.

A finely made glass bottle containing a very fine pale yellow powder.

”This pine pollen is quite expensive, right? Chef Zhao, you better keep it for yourself!”

Zhao Meng waved his hand, ”I got it without spending money, and I asked a doctor. It’s not suitable for my symptoms! You take it and give it to Bao’Er. This stuff is all-natural, said to boost immunity. Even if you don’t eat it, it’s good for Bao to have.”

Mentioning her daughter, Dai Li hesitated for a moment, a bit embarrassed, and said, ”Then I’ll accept it, thank you!”

Zhao Meng grinned, ”No problem!”

After handing over the stuff, Zhao Meng was about to head back to the kitchen, but just as he turned, Dai Li suddenly slipped, and Zhao Meng, with quick reflexes, caught her.

Just then, someone came around the corner.

When Sun Qingning came closer, he saw Zhao Meng hugging Dai Li behind the money tree, the two of them in a close embrace.

Sun Qingning was momentarily blinded by the scene!

He was stunned for a second, then immediately reacted, turned around, ”Ah, where are my glasses? Why can’t I see anything suddenly!”

Then he turned and left quickly, legs moving fast.

With quick feet, his brain was also spinning fast, no wonder something felt off before!

So it turned out these two had something going on!

Damn!

Old Zhao, nice one!

Well done!!

As one of Zhao Meng’s subordinates, Sun Qingning felt it necessary to help his chef fulfill this good match!

As he reached the kitchen door, Fu Yu approached.

”Qingning! Did you find Chef Zhao?”

Sun Qingning shook his head, ”No, no, no, no one in the front hall... I didn’t see Chef Zhao with Sister Dai.”

Fu Yu didn’t react for a moment, asked curiously, ”What were Chef Zhao and Sister Dai doing together?”

Sun Qingning, with a righteous face, said, ”I don’t know! I didn’t see Chef Zhao holding Sister Dai...”

Fu Yu: ”!”

Zhao Meng, who had just returned to the kitchen entrance: ”...”