Chef at the University Canteen-Chapter 393 - 252: It’s Just a Meal, That’s All_4

This, is this a student canteen?

President Duan said he would take me to a nice place for dinner, could it be here?

Is he trying to make me reminisce about my college days?

While he was still bewildered, Duan Yiming came over and explained with a smile:

"Mr. He, are you surprised? This student canteen is really popular, isn’t it?

Actually, on the second floor of this canteen, there’s a hidden restaurant, and the food there is truly delicious!"

"Oh, oh, really?"

He Zhengyu snapped out of his confusion, smiled awkwardly, and said,

"I honestly did not expect a restaurant to be upstairs in a student canteen, this owner seems quite extraordinary."

"Indeed, extraordinary. You’ll see soon enough."

Duan Yiming smiled, then pointed to Deng Linhui and He Xiaowei who had just walked over, and introduced them,

"These two are my friends, this is Deng Linhui, and this is He Xiaowei.

Deng Linhui’s company is also in the startup park, not far from my company. His company mainly deals with network security and big data services."

Then he turned to glance at Deng Linhui and He Xiaowei, and said with a smile,

"This is the Mr. He Zhengyu I often mentioned to you, a veteran software engineer."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, seeing that the time was right, Duan Yiming led the group into the Seventh Dining Hall, through the crowded dining area, and directly up the stairs to the second floor.

After sitting down in the "Xia" private room, Duan Yiming smiled and said to He Zhengyu:

"Mr. He, this restaurant does not accept walk-ins, all private rooms must be reserved in advance, and the dishes are also pre-ordered. Of course, if there’s anything you want to eat, you can order now.

By the way, Mr. He, would you like some wine? It’s rare for us to have a meal together, so a little wine might enhance the atmosphere."

"No, no, I’m quite easygoing when it comes to food and not picky at all."

He Zhengyu waved his hand repeatedly after hearing this, apologizing with a smile,

"As for the wine, I’d better not. My health has just started to improve, and the doctor strictly advised me against drinking, truly sorry."

Duan Yiming smiled at him and said, "In that case, let’s skip the wine and have some of the restaurant’s homemade drinks instead."

The conversation had barely started when the waiter began bringing in the dishes.

Although He Zhengyu was born in Jiangzhou, he actually grew up, worked, and lived in Guangdong, and his taste differs completely from Jiangzhou’s heavy and spicy preferences.

Guangdong cuisine emphasizes quality and flavor, with a lighter taste, seeking freshness in subtlety and beauty in simplicity, and it changes with seasonal variations, preferring lighter dishes in summer and autumn, and richer ones in winter and spring, seeking color, aroma, taste, and presentation. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

This, Duan Yiming already knew beforehand, so when he decided to invite He Zhengyu for a meal, he specifically ordered a table of Guangdong specialty dishes.

Now, the first dish brought by the waiter was the traditional Guangdong famous dish, Old Fire Soup.

It is a traditional habit for Guangdong people to have soup before meals.

Traditionally, making soup is also a "required course" for Guangdong housewives; many have their own unique soup recipes, and choosing the right soup is crucial when entertaining friends and family.

And when dining in a Guangdong restaurant, the waiter usually recommends the soup first, followed by other dishes.

When the waiter served the Old Fire Soup, carefully placing one cup in front of each person, He Zhengyu couldn’t help but be slightly moved by the expression on his face.

The fact that he is from Guangdong is no secret, but to specifically cater to his Cantonese taste and serve an Old Fire Soup first when inviting him for a meal...

President Duan is truly considerate!