During lunch, Pei Xing quietly asked Li Hua in confusion, "Didn't Master Qin always let us taste the dishes together after trying them out in the past?"
"Why is he just quietly cooking, eating, and then dumping them today?"
Pei Xing's face was full of the desire to contribute to Master Qin's efforts.
Li Hua looked deeply at Pei Xing, finally understanding why this connected individual couldn't make it at Zhiwei Restaurant either. Talent is one thing, emotional intelligence is another.
Li Hua silently took a bite of his meal and said, "Master Qin has his own judgement; if he feels it's unnecessary, then it's unnecessary."
Some dishes are worth tasting, while others are not even worth the taste test.
The pigs eating the canteen slop today are lucky.
On the other side, Qin Huai was doubting life while making cold sea cucumber salad.
It wasn't because it tasted bad but because he was questioning the difficulty of sea cucumber dishes.
