After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 222 Restaurant Preparation
The chestnut-haired girl closed her eyes and sighed, "What a pity! Will President You participate in other variety shows in the future? I'll definitely be glued to the TV to admire her beauty!"

Yusjia shook her head. "Probably not. One experience is enough. How could it be addictive?"

As he finished speaking, Shaowei walked over.

She finished the makeup and styling for the previous customer, and then came to take care of the current customer, Yusijia.

Yuska quickly gave up her spot.

About three or four days after You Sijia and her friends opened their travel photography shop, Li Wenjie posted a statement on her personal social media platform, saying that the number of customers the shop would receive each day would be halved, to about four people a day, two in the morning and two in the afternoon, and no more than that.

In the evening, everyone finished their day's work and sat in the living room.

Yu Sijia, Wang Qiong, and Hayden returned early this afternoon.

They plan to set up the restaurant in the next day or two.

But as a chef, you can't just say you're a decent cook and expect to win the position. Ultimately, it's up to everyone to decide.

So, in the afternoon, Yu Sijia and the others went to the market to buy the ingredients they needed, and then cooked dinner at home for the first time since arriving in Sichuan.

The kitchen is an open kitchen, and it's quite large. Even if three people are standing in it at the same time, it won't feel too crowded.

Wang Qiong was a little skeptical when she heard You Sijia say that she could cook, after all, her boss seemed to be someone who never lifted a finger to cook.

So when You Sijia started chopping vegetables, Wang Qiong couldn't help but be drawn to her.

She was a little worried that Yuszka had hurt his hand.

Not to mention Wang Qiong's concerns, even Hayden, who didn't know Yuska that well, was somewhat uneasy.

But now, as Wang Qiong and Hayden watched Yusjia holding a sharp kitchen knife and listening to the rhythmic "chop-chop" sound as she cut on the cutting board, a hint of surprise flashed across their eyes.

"President You really knows how to cook!" Wang Qiong said with a smile after making sure You Sijia wouldn't hurt herself.

Yusijia hummed in agreement. "When I was abroad, I didn't know anything and I felt like I was never full. But over time, I learned a little bit."

“That’s impressive,” Hayden said.

"Haha, but I haven't cooked much since I returned to China, so I don't know if everyone will be satisfied with today's meal," Yusijia said.

This wasn't entirely a matter of modesty; rather, it was because her cooking style was very much in line with the tastes of people from the southern part of the city, and people from other regions might not be used to it.

She made a special black char siu, a seafood hot pot, and stir-fried veal with pickled radish.

Hayden is from Sichuan, and his dishes are often oily, spicy, and sizzling. Even before they're taken off the heat, you can smell the rich aroma of scallions, ginger, and garlic being fried, which looks very tempting.

As for Wang Qiong, she is a native of the North, and the dishes she makes are clearly Northern cuisine, including a braised noodle dish.

When the remaining people returned home on time, almost everyone couldn't help but exclaim, "It smells so good!"

When Yu Sijia and her two companions served the dinner they had been preparing since the afternoon, Li Wenjie couldn't help but swallow hard.

"I feel like tonight is the best meal I've had since I came here!" Li Wenjie said.

Huang Tan nodded in agreement, "I also think that home-cooked dishes are the most appetizing."

"Are these the bok choy that Teacher Fang planted?"

"No! Even bok choy wouldn't grow this fast. We bought these at the market," Wang Qiong said with a smile.

More than a dozen dishes were served one after another, a collection of specialties from different regions, filling the room with their aroma. "Let's try them first, and then everyone can judge which dishes taste good and are popular with the general public," Wang Qiong said.

Neither Yuska nor Hayden had any objections. Since they were going to open a restaurant, they definitely needed to offer dishes that the vast majority of people could accept and enjoy. Otherwise, niche flavors would only leave them without customers.

"Then I'll start eating?" Shaowei said.

"Eat up, eat up, you've had the most tiring day," Huang Tan said with a smile. She picked up her chopsticks and first chose a piece of char siu.

She is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and also likes to eat this kind of sweet dish.

"Ah, I love the taste of this char siu! Although there are no pineapples this season, I think it would look better with apple slices on the side," Huang Tan said.

“I like this stir-fried bamboo shoots with cured pork. I’ve heard that Sichuan cured pork is delicious, but I’ve never had authentic Sichuan pork before. Did you buy this piece of pork at the market?” Fang Hong asked.

Hayden nodded. "Yes, the people here sell cured pork, the kind that's been stored for several years."

"Delicious, I like this. Stir-fried pork kidneys, so flavorful, goes perfectly with rice."

"This stir-fried beef with pickled radish shreds is also pretty good, it's so tender..."

It has to be said that all five of them were very flattering, showering Yu Sijia and the other two with compliments, making them feel a little embarrassed.

In that case, their restaurant could offer quite a variety of dishes.

Ultimately, a vote is required.

Hayden's four dishes all made it to the final list, as did Yusjia's char siu and stir-fried beef with pickled radish, but the seafood hot pot was rejected.

"This seafood hot pot is a bit expensive to make inland, and it's also similar to the local Tibetan hot pot. People who want hot pot or soup pot will probably choose the local specialty," Fang Hong said rather objectively.

Yuska nodded in agreement.

Wang Qiong's shredded pork with sweet bean sauce, braised pork intestines, and stewed noodles are all on the menu.

“Sister Wang’s cooking has a very homey taste, and there are quite a few northerners who come here for tourism. I think many people will order Sister Wang’s braised noodles,” Zhang Feiyu said.

Surprisingly, in the end, very few dishes were rejected, and everyone agreed that the three chefs who volunteered were very skilled.

Yuska didn't eat much in the evening, perhaps because she never had much of an appetite after cooking.

That night, Yustya went to bed before nine o'clock.

Although we're preparing to open a restaurant, even if we finalize the menu today, it's impossible to open it tomorrow.

Opening a restaurant requires purchasing quite a few items, and it can be challenging to buy everything in a short period of time.

When Meng Weiyuan called You Sijia, You Sijia was already asleep.

Meng Weiyuan looked at the unanswered phone call and chuckled softly. They had agreed to call each other every day; before, he'd listen to You Sijia's breathing as she slept, but now, she wouldn't even let him hear her breathing.

Tomorrow is Friday.

Meng Weiyuan thought that he would settle accounts with You Sijia properly tomorrow.

They've all managed to fool him.

(End of this chapter)