"This dish is so delicious. It's true that he is a worthy person despite his reputation. Comrade Jiang Yu is indeed an amazing cook. It's amazing!"

"It's not difficult to make a delicious dish. What's difficult is to make every dish delicious. This Jiangda Qi Canteen can have such a great reputation, and it's really not something that can be built on its own!"

"My stomach has not been very good in the past two years. I have no appetite every time I eat. I can only eat a small bowl. I didn't expect that I ate so much food today. It seems that it's not that I have no appetite, but that I haven't encountered anything delicious."

What a dish!”

"Mr. Hans was right what he said before. Such a delicious meal will never be forgotten once you take one bite. I'm starting to worry now. What if I can't eat such delicious meals when I go back to school?

manage?"

"..."

More than an hour later, everyone had eaten and drank enough. Everyone sat back on their chairs, reaching out to touch their bloated bellies while chatting, with expressions of satisfaction or emotion on their faces.

Professor Hans is naturally very satisfied. What is the purpose of his hard work in organizing such an academic exchange event?

Isn’t it just so that you can have a feast in Dining Room No. 7 without having to book a private room?

This is life!

All fame and wealth are fake, but the delicious food in your mouth is real.

At this moment, when he heard the experts and professors sitting around him praising each other, he couldn't help but laugh and said:

“Dear friends, you are absolutely right! The food made by Mr. Jiang Yu is so delicious that you can’t stop eating it. When I first tasted the food here, I was simply stunned. I stayed there all day long.

I can’t stop savoring this delicious taste.”

As he spoke, he shrugged, curled his lips and said,

"Next thing you know, I never want to go back to the sun to eat those unpalatable foods."

Everyone glanced at each other and couldn't help but look at each other. They were still guessing before that the reason why Professor Hans stayed in Jiangda was because Jiangda offered too much and the other party could not refuse?

I didn't expect that the truth is so simple!

It turned out that Professor Hans chose to stay at Jiangnan University because he could not resist the temptation of delicious food in the Seventh Canteen!

Professor Qin Zhiyuan sat aside and couldn't help curling his lips, somewhat disapproving of it.

You said that you, a great expert and scholar with quite a reputation in the world, are so unreliable?

How could you choose to stay in Jiangda so easily just for a bite to eat?

If you want to satisfy your appetite, where in China is such a big place without delicious food?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he couldn't help but belched, and a refreshing aroma of chopped pepper filled his mouth.

The fish head with chopped pepper that I just ate was so delicious. The fish was tender, juicy, spicy, and not even fishy at all, leaving only a delicious taste.

Compared with the cold vegetable pepper chicken that I had before, this is simply better.

No matter how stubborn he is, he has to admit that this is the best fish head with chopped pepper he has ever eaten.

China has a vast land, rich resources, and outstanding people. There may be people who can make food more delicious than here, but if you really ask yourself to find such a person, let alone you, you will definitely not find it.

What's the difference between the thoughts that came to my mind before and an old man who is still too stubborn to admit defeat even though he has already lost?

"Although the food in my school cafeteria is delicious, compared with here, it is really ordinary."

Professor Qin Zhiyuan also felt a little helpless. If the difference was not much different, he could still "save his respect", but now the gap is so big that he is embarrassed to defend himself.

As he was thinking about it, another thought came to his mind:

"I don't know if today's dinner is also arranged here?"

With this thought, he inexplicably began to look forward to it.

As for the fact that he thought it was unreasonable for Professor Hans to easily choose to stay in Jiang Datai just for a bite to eat, he had long forgotten about it.

Is that what I said?

I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!

…

Jiang Yu, Du Guangning and others had lunch together. As soon as they arrived at the private room on the first floor and sat for a short while, Hu Zhihai drove three anorexic patients and their families to the Seventh Canteen.

"This child's name is Hu Xiaoxuan. She is 6 years old. She was going to be in first grade this year, but now she can only stay at home."

Hu Zhihai reached out and pointed to the side. A thin, weak-looking little girl was held tightly in the arms of a slightly haggard young woman.

When she heard Hu Zhihai introducing her to Jiang Yu, the little girl didn't react at all. However, the young woman looked at Jiang Yu with some hope in her eyes and said hello slightly awkwardly:

"Jiang, Master Jiang, hello!"

"Hello!"

Jiang Yu smiled at her, then turned to look at the other two people.

One is a young girl in her 20s, named He Xiaotao. However, she is skinny, with sunken eyes and high cheekbones. She has become skinny and skinny.

The last one was a middle-aged man in his 40s named Song Jianfei. He also had a dull complexion and looked sickly.

Hu Zhihai had already told him the situation of these three anorexic patients as early as the morning, so there was no need to say it again.

Of course, the more important reason is that Jiang Yu is not a doctor and does not know how to treat anorexia, so it is not important to him whether he understands the patient's condition.

After Hu Zhihai gave a brief introduction, He Xiaotao's mother couldn't help but speak. With a look of fear and helplessness on her face, she said sadly:

"Master Jiang, our little Tao is only 20 years old. Her life has just begun. But in order to lose weight, she abused her body every day, and ended up like this...

Master Jiang, I heard nonsense, the food you cooked can even cure anorexia, you must save her, as long as you can get her back to her original state, I will repay you even if I try to sell you!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu couldn't help but frown and turned to look at Hu Zhihai.

Before he could speak, Hu Zhihai panicked and said quickly:

"Auntie, I never said that the food cooked by Lao Jiang can cure anorexia, don't talk nonsense!

Even drugs may not be able to cure anorexia. How can food have such a miraculous effect?

What I mean is that the food cooked by Lao Jiang tastes very good. Xiao Tao can't eat the food cooked by others, but maybe he can eat the food cooked by Lao Jiang.

I brought you here today, didn’t I just want you to give it a try?”

"I know, I know! Auntie was a little anxious just now and didn't explain clearly just now."

Seeing that Hu Zhihai seemed a little unhappy, He Xiaotao's mother hurriedly explained,

"No matter whether Xiao Tao's disease can be cured or not, as long as she can eat something, that's good.

If she loses her appetite all day long like she is now, and even vomits out gall after eating even a little bit of food, how can she hold on?"

As she spoke, her voice became choked with sobs, and her eyes instantly turned red.

After hearing her mother's words, He Xiaotao had no reaction, but the family members of the other two patients began to plead:

"Yes, Master Jiang, please, you must help us, my Xiaoxuan is only 6 years old!"

"Master Jiang, please save our Lao Song. If we don't have him at home, what will we, the orphans and the widowed, do?"

"..."

For a time, the empty hall on the first floor of the cafeteria echoed with the miserable pleading of several family members.

"Everyone, everyone! Can you please calm down first?"

When Hu Zhihai saw the scene, he suddenly lost control and panicked. He quickly said,

"I have made it very clear before, Lao Jiang is just a chef, not a doctor, and cannot cure diseases. The dishes he cooks are only likely to whet the appetites of Xiaoxuan and Xiaotao.

But I have to make it clear first, we have absolutely no way to guarantee whether Xiaoxuan and Xiaotao will eat the food cooked by Lao Jiang!"

Hu Zhihai said this several times, and the emotions of several patients' family members gradually calmed down.

In fact, we can't blame them. In fact, this abominable anorexia is almost torturing their families to the point of death.

How could they not be excited now that they finally met someone who was said to be able to give their anorexic relatives an appetite to eat?

"As Old Hu said, I am a chef, not a doctor. All I can do is make a few dishes for your family to try. I can't guarantee that they will be able to eat them. As for curing their diseases,

That would be even more impossible.”

When everyone finally regained their composure, Jiang Yu finally spoke,

"If you are willing to give it a try, just come up to the second floor with me. If you are not willing to give it a try, I won't force you. I will ask Lao Hu to take you back later."

After saying this, Jiang Yu didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the second floor.

"Which of you is willing to give it a try? Let's go upstairs together now."

Hu Zhihai turned to say something to the three family members, and quickly followed Jiang Yu's pace.

The three family members looked at each other and without saying a word, they helped their relatives and followed them up to the second floor.

None of the three people wanted to leave. They had already suffered enough from the torture of anorexia. As long as there was a chance, they would not give up.

After a group of people went up to the second floor, they were quickly led by the waiter into the "Xia" box.

Jiang Yu, on the other hand, went to the kitchen and started to prepare some dishes.

Du Guangning had just cleaned up the kitchen, and when he saw Jiang Yu preparing to cook again, he couldn't help but asked curiously:
To be continued...