"This dish is absolutely delicious, truly living up to its reputation. Comrade Jiang Yu sure is a remarkable chef, it’s astonishing!"
"It’s not hard to make one tasty dish; what’s difficult is making every dish delicious. The fact that Jiang University Seventh Dining Hall has such a great reputation is definitely well-deserved!"
"I’ve had digestive issues for the past two years and haven’t had much of an appetite, usually just eating a small bowl. But today I ended up eating so much just from the dishes alone. Turns out, it’s not that I don’t have an appetite, it’s just that I hadn’t co across such tasty food before!"
"Mr. Hans was right. This food is unforgettable after just one bite. I’m already worried. What will I do when I return to school and can’t have such delicious als anymore?"
"..."
Over an hour later, everyone was full and satisfied, leaning back in their chairs, patting their slightly swollen bellies, chatting leisurely with expressions of contentnt or amazent on their faces.
Professor Hans was naturally satisfied as well. What was the purpose of him painstakingly organizing this academic exchange event?
Wasn’t it just so he could feast in the Seventh Dining Hall without needing a reservation?
This is what life is all about!
Reputation, wealth – those are all illusions. The real deal is the delicious food you get to enjoy.
At this mont, hearing the ongoing praises from the experts and professors seated next to him, he couldn’t help but smile and remarked,
"My dear friends, you’re absolutely right! The food made by Mr. Jiang Yu is so delicious that it’s hard to stop eating. I was completely shocked the first ti I tasted the food here, reminiscing about the taste all day long."
Shrugging his shoulders and curling his lips, he said,
"You’ll understand soon; I no longer want to return to Sun Never Sets to eat those inedible foods."
Everyone exchanged glances, unable to keep from silently exchanging looks. They had previously speculated that the reason Professor Hans stayed at Jiang University might be because Jiang University offered him too much to refuse.
Who would’ve thought that the truth would be so simple!
Turns out, Professor Hans stayed at Jiang University because he couldn’t resist the temptation of the Seventh Dining Hall’s culinary delights!
Sitting to the side, Professor Qin Zhiyuan couldn’t help but curl his lips, feeling a bit skeptical.
How can you, an internationally renowned expert and scholar, be so unreliable?
How could you choose to stay at Jiang University so easily just for a taste of food?
If it’s about satisfying your appetite, in a vast place like Huaxia, where can’t you find good food?
As soon as this thought popped up, he couldn’t help but burp, a lingering taste of spicy minced pepper fish head still in his mouth.
The spicy minced pepper fish head they just had was simply too good – the fish was tender and juicy, spicy and flavorful without any fishy taste, only leaving a delicious relish.
Comparing it to the Chile pepper chicken cold dish they had before, it was just as exceptional.
Stubborn as he was, even he had to admit it was the best spicy minced pepper fish head he had ever tasted.
In a vast, resource-rich place like Huaxia, there might be soone who could make even tastier food than here, but honestly, if asked to find such a person, he’d have to admit he wouldn’t be able to.
The previous notions in his mind were no different from an old man refusing to admit defeat despite clearly losing.
"The food in our college cafeteria is good, but compared to here, it’s really quite ordinary."
Professor Qin Zhiyuan also felt a little resigned. If the gap wasn’t too wide, he could still "save face," but the disparity was too great for him to justify.
As he pondered, another thought couldn’t help but surface in his mind,
"I wonder if dinner tonight is also arranged here?"
As soon as this thought erged, he inexplicably began to look forward to it.
As for his previous belief that Professor Hans staying at Jiang University just for food was too unreliable, he had already cast that aside.
Did I say that?
It wasn’t ! I didn’t! Don’t spread rumors!
...
After Jiang Yu and Du Guangning, along with others, finished lunch and sat in the private room on the first floor for a short while, Hu Zhihai drove over with three anorexia patients and their families to the Seventh Dining Hall.
"This little girl is nad Hu Xiaoxuan, she’s six years old. She was supposed to start first grade this year, but now she can only stay at ho."
Hu Zhihai pointed beside him, where a frail-looking little girl, appearing weak, was tightly embraced by a sowhat haggard young woman.
Upon hearing Hu Zhihai introducing her to Jiang Yu, the little girl showed no reaction, but the young woman looked at Jiang Yu with a glint of hope in her eyes and greeted slightly nervously,
"Hello, Master Jiang!"
"Hello!"
Jiang Yu smiled at her, then turned to look at the other two people.
One was a young woman in her twenties nad He Xiaotao, but she was thin, with sunken eyes and high cheekbones, already emaciated to the point of skin and bones.
The last one was a middle-aged man in his forties, nad Song Jianfei, also with a sallow complexion, looking sickly.
The situations of these three anorexia patients had already been explained to him by Hu Zhihai in the morning, so there was no need to repeat them.
Of course, the more important reason was that Jiang Yu wasn’t a doctor and didn’t know how to treat anorexia, so understanding the patients’ situations wasn’t crucial to him.
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