But soon, Xiong Bingsheng snapped out of this "Enchanted Soup," because he suddenly recalled something Niu Wenlin had warned him about before:
"When a leader praises you lavishly, you have to be careful because there might be a tricky task being thrown your way any moment."
If you weren’t confused by this "sugar-coated shell" of praise, how could you willingly take on this hot potato?
Thinking of this, Xiong Bingsheng immediately felt a jolt in his heart and quickly said:
"Principal He, you praise me too much. I’m not as exceptional as you say. I’m just someone who’s relatively steady in my daily work.
When we meet at tomorrow night’s gathering, I must propose a toast to you, Principal He, as a way to express my gratitude for your care!"
Actually, this time, Xiong Bingsheng was truly acting like a "frightened bird."
The reason Vice Principal He praised him so profusely was completely because he was astonished that Xiong Bingsheng had easily gotten a private room from Jiang Yu; he didn’t know what to say at the time, so he resorted to some polite words to cover up his embarrassment.
Besides, he had completed the task given by the leader perfectly; wasn’t it normal for the leader to praise him a bit?
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Jiang University Seventh Dining Hall.
After chatting for a while longer with Jia Dequan in a small private room on the first floor, and seeing it was already three in the afternoon, Jiang Yu didn’t delay any further and went straight back upstairs.
In the small kitchen, Du Guangning, Pei Guofu, and others were already busy with their tasks.
Although most diners didn’t have the habit of ordering in advance, some did place orders when booking private rooms, so these pre-ordered dishes naturally could be prepared ahead of time.
After Jiang Yu returned, he didn’t say much, just put on his chef’s uniform and began preparing homemade hot drinks.
Since he made thick black sesame paste and purple sweet potato peanut walnut drink a while ago, these two hot drinks have been very popular with diners, with almost every private room ordering one or two pots.
These homemade hot drinks, without any additives or colorings, can be considered pure green drinks, much healthier than those tech-infused strong concoctions.
Moreover, in cold weather, these fragrant, hot drinks are both comforting and warming to the stomach.
Therefore, no one dislikes them.
However, as the weather gradually warms up, these slightly scalding hot drinks will become inappropriate, and by then, Jiang Yu will need to consider switching to some room-temperature beverages.
As they busied themselves in the kitchen, time flew by, and before they knew it, it was five in the afternoon.
This time, Jiang Yu had already made the thick black sesame paste and purple sweet potato peanut walnut drink and was planning to prepare some small dishes when, turning around, he saw Yan Tongtong with her brows slightly furrowed, hurrying over from the private rooms.
Seeing her expression, Jiang Yu immediately knew something was up. He didn’t wait for her to come over; he grabbed a dry towel and wiped his hands while walking towards her:
"Xiaoyan, why are you in such a hurry? What happened?"
Yan Tongtong took a few more steps and stopped in front of Jiang Yu. She then let out a long breath, looking frustrated, and said:
"Senior brother, the guests in the ’Bamboo’ private room have arrived, but, but they’ve ordered so many dishes!"
"Oh? How many people are there, and how many dishes did they order?"
Jiang Yu smiled, not surprised at all.
Nowadays, as the fame of the Seventh Dining Hall grew, anyone who heard about this place would know that the food here is top-notch.
Since it’s rare gourmet food, who wouldn’t want to eat a little more?
Moreover, it’s hard to reserve a private room here; if you don’t eat enough for the money’s worth, wouldn’t it be a loss?
So, lately, diners here have been ordering a few more dishes to eat to their heart’s content.
Regarding this matter, Jiang Yu neither encouraged nor opposed it.
As long as the diners can finish their food and are not intentionally wasting it, ordering a few dishes is their right. As the owner of the restaurant, he can’t possibly restrict how many dishes people order, can he?
They’re not eating and drinking for free, so why shouldn’t they order what they want?
"There are about twelve of them, but, but they’ve ordered twenty-five or twenty-six dishes all at once!"
Yan Tongtong found it incredible as well, with her eyes wide open and her face full of indignation, saying,
"So many dishes, there’s no way they can fit on the table, let alone them finishing all that food.
The key thing is, among those twelve people, there are several girls!
I tried to persuade them to order fewer dishes and add more if they felt it wasn’t enough, but they just wouldn’t listen and insisted on ordering so many!
If we make all that food and they can’t finish, won’t it all go to waste?"
"Twelve people, ordering more than twenty dishes?"
Jiang Yu, initially unconcerned, couldn’t help but gasp at the number; what kind of people could eat so many dishes?
He knew that one dish at the Seventh Dining Hall was not like in some so-called upscale restaurants, where each dish was only enough for one or two bites. The portions of Jiang Yu’s dishes were enough for one person to finish completely.
Take the chopped pepper fish head dish, for example, Jiang Yu used not those three or four-pound fish, but at least seven to eight-pound bighead carp, with just the fish head weighing three to four pounds, which an average person might not even finish by themselves.