A few minutes later, the noodles were ready.
Jiang Feng served himself a large bowl first, gave Wu Minqi a little less than half a bowl, then Sun Maochai, followed by Zhang Guanghang, Sun Jikai, and finally the unknown head chef, with each portion gradually reducing. By the time it got to the head chef's bowl, there were only two sips of broth and four noodles. To avoid looking too stingy, Jiang Feng specifically used the smallest bowl in the entire hotel kitchen, about the size of a seasoning dish.
The head chef was moved; he thought these big shots really knew how to play.
He had been a cook for over thirty years and never thought about using such precious broth for cooking noodles.
Is this what big shots are like? Love it.
After eating the four strands of noodles, the head chef felt his life was elevated.
He was even moved to tears.
Then he glanced at the other five people, including Jiang Feng.
Everyone else was calm.