Lily accepted the invitation and was looking forward to it. Max was glad that she did because he could show off his skill then.
The day passed quickly. He stread IRL, showing off so moves that he could do using monkey bars on the roof. He placed the cara in a way so people couldn't recognize the scenery around him. The stream was pretty short because he needed to do sothing at night.
After ending his stream, he took a shower and went out of his apartnt. He wanted to et Chef Rush and asked him to teach him for a week. It could also beco content and promote the restaurant if it went well.
Arriving at the restaurant, Max hesitated a bit. It looked so foreign, and no energetic girl was greeting him. Instead, a young man acted as a waiter and took orders from a few people. He was probably a new guy who was employed by Chef Rush to take Nina's position.
"Welco!" The waiter greeted him excitedly. "Do you want to dine in or take away?" He asked.
"Ah, I don't need them. I am here to et Chef Rush. Is he inside?" Max answered softly to the waiter, who didn't recognize him.
"Chef Rush? I am sorry, but he's busy–"
"Boy? Co inside."
Before the waiter finished his sentence, Chef Rush appeared from the small window connected to the dining hall, and his voice bood.
Max looked at the chef briefly before turning to the waiter.
"Excuse ."
He walked past the confused young man and entered the kitchen with familiarity. Yes, familiar. However, once again, being here without Nina's presence felt slightly strange.
Entering the kitchen, the aroma of all spices hit his nostrils. It was too thick that he frowned slightly before locating Chef Rush, who was cooking alone in the kitchen. The large man was wearing a hat and mask for sanitary purposes.
"What do you need, boy? If you're free, move your hand and give a little help while we talk."
It was strange and sudden, but Max didn't refuse. He imdiately threw an he took from the bench on and helped Chef Rush prepare the nus.
The preparation included cutting vegetables, taking out the prepared dough from the refrigerator, and cutting it to beco noodles… It was hard.
Not experienced in it, Max struggled at first. He made so mistakes and even shattered one plate because his hand slipped. Everything was rushed.
'Holy shit, this is hard.'
Probably because it was a dinner rush, many orders ca after one another. There was no end to the preparation and cooking.
At so points, Chef Rush shouted loudly to make him move.
"Boy! You haven't cut the onion yet! We need it ASAP!"
"Coming!"
Sweat poured from Max's forehead as the heat from the stove got onto him. He definitely didn't expect this and wasn't prepared at all. He planned just to ask today and start tomorrow.
'Ah, fuck it! This is so hard. How can Chef Rush handle this alone? I am impressed.'
In fact, with him being here, the cooking speed has decreased. He wasn't aware of it.
The rush continued until 8 PM. Orders started to slow down, and finally, the last custor had been served.
Max could finally rest for a while and took so breaths. Chef Rush said they could talk while preparing stuff, but he was too busy to even say sothing.
"Good work. You helped a little." Chef Rush said as he approached him and took off his chef's hat. "So, what do you want to talk about?" The large man took a seat next to him and stared directly into his eyes.
Max smiled wryly and explained why he was here today and about the cooking event that was held in three days. Chef Rush listened quietly and nodded at the end.
"Cooking show, huh? What is your plan about it? Making my special noodle?"
"Yes." Max quickly affird it. "I wanted to make Rush Noodles in that show. Also… If possible, may I help you like today while streaming about it until D-day? I believe it will increase the sa–"
"Boy." Chef Rush interrupted him with a low voice.
Looking at the serious chef, Max gulped involuntarily. The pressure was strangely suffocating.
'Is it no good?' He thought, nervously hoping that wasn't the case.
If he hadn't been allowed to stream about helping the chef, he might have had to stream late at night after helping. His body would be really tired, but there was no choice.
However, what ca out of Chef Rush's mouth next wasn't a rejection.
"You don't need to ask for my permission for that. As long as you can do the job, you can stream, flip, or even sleep in the kitchen. Do what you want. I don't care about sales or anything. I am glad to see your face and get free help. That's enough for ."
The Chef stood from his chair and patted his shoulder before walking away.
"I need you in the morning tomorrow if you don't mind. Co in ti."
Max turned around and shouted, "Yes, Chef."
"Good. Bring so dough and spices with you before leaving. Try to make your own noodles at ho for practice. I will teach you the recipe tomorrow."
"Yes."
Chef Rush left the kitchen to rest for a while since the custor stopped coming. Max followed what he said and took so dough and spices to create his version of Rush Noodle.
'Let's see, maybe it's Mala and so mixed spices. I also need so chicken and broth. Yes, this is all. I won't take the pork char siu because that will be too much, and I don't plan to make the taste too complicated for myself. I am not confident of making them all in the cooking event.'
He didn't know how much ti he had in the event, so he planned to make it simple but good.
After getting everything he needed, he left the kitchen and bid farewell to Chef Rush and Kevin, the new waiter.
When walking ho, he looked at the sky and thanked the chef in his mind.
'I am eternally grateful, Chef Rush.'
Not only was he willing to help him imdiately, but he also allowed him to make good content.
'I will make sure those guys know how delicious your noodles are!'
At that mont, his stomach grumbled. Max had missed dinner earlier. He hurried back to his apartnt and made the Rush Noodles using the ingredients he brought from the restaurant.
Putting everything together wasn't that hard, especially after he helped Chef Rush earlier. He recreated a similar taste to the original, although he felt it still lacked sothing.
Still, he didn't mind. The appearance was close to the original, too. He snapped a picture of it and posted it to his Strike.
[I will apprentice as a chef tomorrow! Look forward to the livestream! This is my take on one of the nus in the restaurant.]
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His followers imdiately flocked to the post and liked it while leaving comnts. So said they would co to the restaurant tomorrow if he did livestream it.
'Well, it seems a busy day will wait for .' His lips twitched upward as he rested his body on the couch. 'I have to tell Chef Rush to prepare more ingredients tomorrow. And I also need to ssage Peach about my participation.'
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