"When it comes to pickled fish, isn't the main thing to start by boiling the soup?"
"The fish fillets aren't urgent; just debone the meat, clean the bones, and set it aside. You can slice it fresh for lunchtime tomorrow."
"Anyway, you just need to coat it with starch, right? Marinating for ten to twenty minutes should be enough, right?"
"Makes sense!"
Lin Chen clapped suddenly and gave a thumbs up to him, "You've got to hand it to young folks; their minds work fast. I didn't even think of that earlier."
Zhao Shun pouted, thinking to himself that they weren't that far apart in age; how was he a 'young folk'?
He knew that the pressure of being the head chef was definitely much greater than for someone like him who just worked, having to think about so many things. It's normal that the brain cells occasionally can't keep up.
