Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 358 - 357: Exclusive Chef

Chapter 358: Chapter 357: Exclusive Chef

While praising Mianmian, Charlie’s eyes also conveyed his admiration. The little bun was indeed smart; upon hearing that he preferred straightforwardness, she laid out the matter openly.

Moreover, it seems she also realized that the person brought in by Su Chenjin’s secretary was of no ordinary status, right?

After all, interaction between the wealthiest individuals of two countries indeed made a portion of people nervous.

Once the gift exchange was completed, it was time for lunch.

For the venue, Su Chenjin had arranged an ancient-styled restaurant, serving a classic cuisine lineup. To welcome Charlie, the menu featured a full Manchu-Han Imperial Feast. The kitchen had already prepared the semi-finished dishes; now, they just waited for Charlie to order whatever he liked.

Clearly, Charlie had some knowledge about Dragon Country’s cuisine, and when he saw it was a full Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, he couldn’t help but say directly to Su Chenjin, "Chenjin, I feel the sincerity in how you’re hosting me. These dishes are quite hard to prepare, aren’t they?"

Su Chenjin did not downplay it and nodded slightly, "Yes, the hardest is Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, which I especially recommend you try."

"What are we waiting for then?" Charlie put down the menu. "Let’s skip the part where guests order and just taste it all together. Have my bodyguards join in the tasting too."

Su Chenjin, the gentleman, said, "Certainly, please have a seat, everyone."

The full Manchu-Han Imperial Feast consisted of a total of one hundred and eight dishes, and the restaurant had been booked entirely. Tables were placed at the most central position, and all the waitstaff needed to attend to only this one table of guests.

Mianmian’s mouth watered at the mention of the Manchu-Han Imperial Feast.

On the mountain, an elderly grandmother knew how to prepare the Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, but due to limited ingredients, she could only make part of the spread. Nonetheless, it was enough to make Mianmian, the little foodie, yearn for it.

When the chefs served the dishes, the head chef of the hotel would come out along with them, introducing to the guests what was being served and how to enjoy it properly.

This chef did not speak American Language, so after each description, he would pause to let the interpreter relay the information to the foreigners.

After all the dishes had been introduced, Charlie asked about the chef’s background and then initiated a round of applause.

When the boss clapped, those big and tall American bodyguards followed suit, and along with it, everyone around the table joined in.

Mianmian clapped enthusiastically as well. However, when she clearly saw the chef’s face, her little eyes immediately widened considerably.

"Oh my, you, you are a descendant of Madam Gao."

The chef, a middle-aged woman, upon hearing this, widened her eyes in disbelief and asked: "Little Auntie, the Madam Gao you mentioned, is her name Gao Xiuxia?"

Mianmian nodded, "Yes, that’s right, Madam Gao Xiuxia."

The female chef’s expression turned even more surprised, and after a long while, she nodded, "Gao Xiuxia was my great-aunt. Our ancestors were Imperial Chefs, and I heard that my great-aunt once encountered a benefactor. Although she was a woman, she followed the benefactor to prosperity. You... you know her?"

The chef didn’t elaborate too much.

The legend surrounding her great-aunt was too extraordinary, almost fantastical, and no one would believe it if she spoke of it. She had also been a skeptic, but now, upon hearing the Little Auntie from the Su family — reputed to come from the Dark Sect — mentioning her great-aunt, she began to believe those family legends might indeed be true.

"Indeed, Madam Gao has also made the Manchu-Han Imperial Feast for Mianmian before. It was so delicious."

Upon hearing this, the chef’s face showed deep emotion.

In the current era, female chefs might even be scorned by their male counterparts. They were often criticized for the strength required to handle heavy pots, arguing that it was unfitting for women to be chefs.

In my great-aunt’s time, it was even harder for women.

It was said that my great-aunt learned her culinary skills in secret at home during the night, fearful of being scolded by the elders, who believed that a girl should only need to learn embroidery and marry well, needing just enough culinary skills, preferably to be the Madam of a wealthy family.

Eventually, when my great-aunt was taken away by someone who saw her potential, it seemed that the family witnessed some of the Dark Sect’s techniques. Only then did they take pride in my great-aunt, passing the story down as a legend within the family.

It was also because of my great-aunt’s story that many female chefs emerged from our family.

The clan leader of the time even said that not just in the matter of handling heavy pots, women learn to be chefs much quicker than men do.

"Thank you for telling me the news about my great-aunt," the female chef bowed to Mianmian. "Is there anything else you’d like to eat? I’ll specially prepare it for you."

Upon hearing this, Mianmian did not hold back: "I want to eat Sesame Sweet Dumpling, those tiny sweet dumplings. Madam Gao always made them for me."

The chef nodded, "Alright, I’ll go and prepare it for you."

As she left, everyone began to use their chopsticks to eat.

After taking one bite, Charlie couldn’t stop praising, "I’d heard Dragon Country values the transmission of culture. These dishes, passed down from ancient times, are truly delicious; my tongue is about to melt."

The towering bodyguard nearest to Charlie, seeing him lavish such praise, skeptically carved off a piece of meat with the fork and knife beside him, and tasted it.

With just one bite, the male bodyguard’s eyes lit up, and he started to eat voraciously.

Observing the bodyguard’s expression, Mianmian couldn’t help but muse to herself: Really resembles Bai Bai, huh? But since they’re all wolves, I suppose the similarity makes sense, right?

Thanks to the help of both parties’ bodyguards, the table full of dishes was completely consumed.

Americans pay attention to dining etiquette, especially someone like Charlie who comes from a major family. But today, due to the delicious meal, they resorted to using whatever utensils were available—knife, fork, chopsticks, soup spoon—whatever they had, and ate with incredible speed, fearing the abundant dishes would be snatched away.

Charlie even burped loudly, causing the waitstaff present to barely hold back their laughter.

Who hasn’t read some international novels about blue-eyed, blond-haired princes? When Charlie walked into the restaurant, he carried himself with gentlemanly grace. But now that he’s had his fill, isn’t he just like any other mortal, burping?

By comparison, the handsome men from our own country were more composed, still calmly sitting in their chairs, with Su Chenjin even using a wet wipe to clean the sides of Little Bun’s mouth.

Mianmian was also especially full.

Children have small appetites, and she had also partaken in the Sesame Sweet Dumplings made especially for her by the chef.

"Could you invite that lady to come out once more?" After burping satisfactorily, Charlie spoke up, "I mean your head chef. She mentioned she wasn’t currently working at any restaurant, and I’d like to speak with her again."

Others might not be aware, but Su Chenjin knew.

That chef, initially, didn’t even want to cook for foreigners, or rather, she was already considering retirement and didn’t want to take on such tasks anymore.

Previously, the Su family had tried to hire this chef to cook in the Manor, offering a salary in the millions per year but were refused.

This Manchu-Han Imperial Feast only happened because he offered all the needed ingredients, guaranteed fresh and complete, and some other perks, which finally persuaded her to come over.

Considering that a foreigner was now actively seeking to meet her, it was uncertain if she would be willing to come out.

Just as Su Chenjin thought this, he saw the female head chef appear in front of the dining table again.

She politely inquired about what Charlie needed, and he straightforwardly asked, "Respected madam, if I wanted to hire you as my personal chef, what would it take? Please do not hesitate to name your price; my sincerity will surely satisfy you."

After listening to the interpreter, the chef smiled and declined readily, "Sorry, I’ve decided to accept the invitation from the Su family and go to their Manor to become their exclusive chef."