At this moment, everyone in the kitchen was busy and running around.
The assistants were hurriedly chopping and preparing ingredients.
Liu Zhangpeng stood in front of the kitchen counter, cooking with bold and decisive movements.
For a moment, everyone seemed a bit anxious and uneasy.
Wang Yulong's right hand already had noticeable blisters from a burn.
He went to the changing room to apply burn ointment.
Just as he was about to return to the kitchen, he ran into Zhang Conglin, who was heading to the kitchen with an order slip.
Wang Yulong called out, "Xiaozhang, just give the order slip to me."
Seeing Wang Yulong, Zhang Conglin quickly asked with concern, "Chef Wang, is your hand okay?"
Wang Yulong showed him the obvious blisters on his fingers.
Zhang Conglin took a deep breath: "It's that serious? How about going to the hospital for a check-up?"
Wang Yulong shook his head: "No need, I've applied medication, and the blisters will heal in a few days."
