"Well then... okay, Young Master Xu, please lead the way."
Manager Wang led the way, with Xu Hao and the others heading towards the kitchen first, while the onlookers followed behind.
Upon reaching the kitchen, Xu Hao's gaze shifted, and he walked straight to where the potatoes were stored.
He pointed to the pile of potatoes that had been washed clean, their skins even peeled off, and asked, "When you received the potatoes in the past, did you also deal with them like this right away?"
The head chef, a middle-aged man with an honest and simple appearance and a heavyset frame, chuckled and said, "Young Master Xu, it wasn't like this before. The potatoes we received before were all dirty and still had their skins on."
"Then why are the ones that came in today already processed?" Xu Hao asked.
"You'll have to ask Xiao Wu, who's in charge of procurement. Xiao Wu!" the chef called out loudly, but no one responded.
"Huh? Where did Xiao Wu go?" Manager Wang said, puzzled.