This remark almost made Xie Baomin burst out laughing.

That damned Qin Wei, always seems so tight-lipped, but he turns out to be quite sly.

However, considering the current atmosphere wasn't suitable for laughter, he forcefully suppressed his amusement, slammed his hand on the workbench, and continued to question the two loudly, "Would they resign if they hadn't been mistreated? Especially Qin Wei, such an honest kid, can barely string a sentence together. If he hadn't been wronged, would he treat his beloved culinary career so negatively?"

Xie Baomin's rapid-fire questioning left He Baoqing utterly confused.

Could it be that Qin Wei was really mistreated in my kitchen? I remember when he first started in the back kitchen, some chefs did secretly mock his stutter. Those guys couldn't have privately ridiculed Qin Wei, leading him to become passive and eventually choose to resign, could they?

Among the eighteen head chefs at Fishing Platform, He Baoqing was relatively unassuming, always a trustworthy elder. Startled by Xie Baomin's bluff, he began to doubt if he had done something wrong.

As he was lost in self-reflection, the voice of Song Dahai from Building 15 echoed at the kitchen entrance, "Xie Baomin, where the hell are you? Did your junior apprentice brother abduct my nephew?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth, an enraged Song Dahai strode in.

He was livid today. His nephew, whom he had been nurturing, had abruptly chosen to resign without a word. He had even gone around him to get Director Liao from the Dining Department to sign off on it directly.

He had initially assumed his nephew was just taking a day off. But after inquiring with the HR department, he discovered his nephew had already completed the resignation process.

Song Dahai had always seen Zhu Yong as the future administrative head chef. He planned to hand over the position to his nephew once he retired, ensuring the Song family legacy at Building 15 wouldn't end. But unexpectedly, before he even retired, his chosen successor had bailed.

Considering his nephew had recently been close to Lin Xu, and with Lin Ji's Food about to open, he came to Building 2 to ask if Lin Xu had lured his nephew away.

Song Dahai's interruption hit Qiu Zhenhua like a bolt of lightning.

Right, Lin Xu! He'd heard Shu Yun was particularly fond of Lin Xu's cat. After moving to Building 6, she even received a bunch of cat supplies by courier, likely all for that cat. Shu Yun's resignation was to work for him, right?

With this thought, Qiu Zhenhua turned to Xie Baomin and asked, "Old Xie, Shu Yun resigned to go to Lin Ji, right? Lin Ji's Food's specialty is hand-rolled noodles, and Shu Yun then helped lure away Master Ji from Building 6, who's best at rolling dough..."

I really never expected that youngster, who smiles so amiably, to be so full of dirty tricks. True to Senior Chef Gao's teachings, each disciple is worse than the last!

As Qiu Zhenhua spoke, He Baoqing, who was usually slow to catch on, finally understood.

If Shu Yun and Zhu Yong resigned to work for Lin Xu, then it was even more certain for Qin Wei and Wei Qian, who were already friends. During the competition, Wei Qian even sneaked into the kitchen to get food for Lin Xu...

"Old Xie, you and your fellow disciples are real pieces of work, aren't you?"

"Now, you have two choices: either let us beat you up to vent our anger, or come up with a solution that satisfies us."

"It's up to you. You have ten minutes to decide."

Since the staff had already been poached, discussing anything else was futile. The three victims quickly presented Xie Baomin with two options after a brief consultation. On a personal level, they'd much rather beat up Xie Baomin than receive compensation. This bastard was just too hateful.

Xie Baomin sighed, picked up a red beet from the cutting board, and while carving it, said, "My master is returning soon, and he's extremely petty. If any of you dare lay a finger on me, he might not be able to beat you all, but he'll definitely take revenge on your respective elders."

Qiu Zhenhua: "..."

Song Dahai: "..."

He Baoqing: "..."

We've never encountered such a shameless lineage!

The three men had been itching to strike, but upon hearing this, they immediately lost all inclination to do so. Because this bastard was right; Senior Chef Gao really would retaliate. If their elders at home were to suffer a fall or even a minor injury, it would indeed be an unbearable loss for their families. Forget it then. Dealing with such shameless rascals from their school, there was really no way to win!

Seeing the three men no longer looking menacing, Xie Baomin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "As for compensation... I can prepare for you the Clear Soup Noodles for which my master signed a non-disclosure agreement. That's the most sincere gesture I can offer."

Clear Soup Noodles?

Upon hearing the name, Qiu Zhenhua couldn't help but laugh dismissively.

All the chefs at Fishing Platform know how to cook Clear Soup Noodles; it's practically child's play... wait, the Clear Soup Noodles that Senior Chef Gao signed a non-disclosure agreement for?

His smile suddenly froze. "Are you talking about the Clear Soup Noodles that your master made for himself on the day of his retirement—those noodles that seemed deceptively simple but were actually profound?"

A few years ago, after completing his retirement procedures, Senior Chef Gao had bid farewell to his culinary career with a bowl of noodles. On the surface, it was just a bowl of plain noodles in a broth so clear you could see the bottom, without a speck of oil, garnished only with a poached egg. But in reality, the soup for that bowl of noodles was more intricate to prepare than even the consommé for the renowned 'Boiled Cabbage in Supreme Broth' dish. A single sip revealed not only the rich umami of meat but also the distinct, clean flavors of several kinds of vegetables.

And the noodles were no simple matter either; they were 'dragon's beard noodles' that Senior Chef Gao himself had hand-pulled through sixteen intricate folds.

The so-called dragon's beard noodles refer to extremely thin pulled noodles. When making these pulled noodles, each act of stretching and folding the dough is called a 'fold.' An ordinary chef is considered to have mastered the basics if they can manage eight folds. A good chef can manage around ten, and one who can execute twelve folds can be the star attraction of a restaurant.

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