Huh!
Xia Yu looked at the plate Ye Feizhou handed through the door.
To be honest, he was truly curious about Ye Feizhou's cooking.
Culinary art is not like poetry or painting; you have to taste it to appreciate a chef's style and culinary philosophy.
Simply put, it's about tasting the 'chef's heart' and the 'ethics of food'.
No matter how exquisite or high-end the presentation, the essence inside must be the truest expression of the chef.
"Is this guy really as genuine as he seems?" Xia Yu stared at Ye Feizhou, who remained gentle and refined despite his defeat, and couldn't help but speculate, "I don't believe he's such a gentleman!"
"Hmm, doesn't even the most gentlemanly person have feelings like anger and resentment?"
With the intention of seeing through Ye Feizhou, Xia Yu picked up the chopsticks from the tray.
Ye Feizhou had obviously made special preparations.
