Seventh Dining Hall, in the kitchen.
Jiang Yu had just finished a large pot of beef fried rice noodles. Without resting for a moment, she turned and went into the ingredient room, took out several large pieces of pork tenderloin from the fridge, cleaned them in the sink, slightly drained the water, and started cutting them on the chopping board.
"Boss, aren't you going to eat something first?"
Lu Shuwu was holding a large plate of hot and fragrant beef fried noodles, slurping as he ate, standing at the doorway of the ingredient room, curiously asking,
"Breakfast is almost over. Isn't there no need to cook now?"
"It's not for now; it's for lunch."
Jiang Yu continued her work without stopping, slicing the meat while saying,
"This dish is quite complicated. I'll cut the meat first. If I start near noon, it might be too late."
Lu Shuwu's eyes instantly lit up upon hearing this and quickly asked, "What dish is it?"
"Sour Soup Crispy Pork."
"This, this dish is delicious!"
