Actually, Zhang Jinyu didn't catch a good time.
If it were a regular day and Fu Yu was in a good mood, he often casually gave a few pointers during the cooking process.
Whether it concerns the ratio of seasonings, controlling the heat, or plating techniques.
These are all experiences he has gathered through his own practice, enough to be incredibly beneficial to others.
But now, even though Fu Yu appears calm and collected, his mind is actually in chaos.
The phone in his pocket is set to the maximum volume, with the ringtone vibrating, ensuring he can notice any incoming messages immediately.
But how long has it been?
There's still not a word from Zhao Meng's side.
He doesn't even know how things are, whether the person is alright!
If it were before, before he became a full-time employee, Fu Yu would have already thrown down his work and gone to the hospital.
But now that Zhao Meng isn't here, he has to handle all the orders by himself.
