"How is it?" Amadeus Yancey had specifically sought out the chef from Imperial Hotel to learn this dish, and he always had an extraordinary learning talent; he'd never doubted his own standards before, but now he seemed a bit concerned.
Nathalie Quinlan gave him a thumbs-up without stinting on her praise, "Delicious!"
"Is it that good?" Audrick Zachmann, enticed by what he heard, also picked up a pair of chopsticks to try the flavor. Although it immediately made his cheeks turn red with spiciness, he didn't hesitate to praise, "Amadeus, not bad at all, when did you acquire this skill?"
He took another piece, smacking his lips and muttered, "Amadeus, have you really not considered switching careers to be a chef? With your cooking skills, I think you could make money."
Amadeus Yancey couldn't be bothered with him, and pulled out the chair opposite Nathalie to sit down, calmly serving the girl who was eagerly eating a bowl of soup and passing it to her.