Siheyuan: Tathagata's Palm suppresses the entire courtyard!

I think these dishes may not be good enough." At the end of the day's preparations, Xu Mingjie finally couldn't help but speak.

He Yuzhu looked at him, his tone gentle but firm: "Mingjie, you have done a good job. Cooking is not only about skills, but also about confidence. You have to believe in yourself before others can believe in your dishes."

Xu Mingjie was shocked when he heard this. He understood what He Yuzhu meant, but the uneasiness in his heart did not completely dissipate. That night, he tossed and turned in bed, thinking over and over every step of the next day in his mind. In the end, he made up his mind that he would treat this challenge as an opportunity to improve himself, rather than a source of fear.

The next day, the kitchen was filled with a tense atmosphere. Everyone knew what the arrival of this guest meant. While busy, Xu Mingjie silently encouraged himself. His movements were still precise, but he was still a little nervous. Every dish needed to be perfect, and he would not allow himself to make any mistakes.

When the last dish was served, Xu Mingjie almost held his breath. He stood at the kitchen door and secretly observed the guest's reaction through the crack in the door. He saw the guest gently pick up a piece of fish and slowly put it into his mouth. Then, he put down his chopsticks and slightly closed his eyes, as if he was savoring it carefully.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and Xu Mingjie's heartbeat echoed in his ears. He was so nervous that even his breathing became cautious. This moment seemed to determine the success or failure of all his efforts.

After a while, the guest finally spoke. He nodded slowly and said to the waiter beside him: "Yes, the taste of this dish is very unique, and the heat is just right."

Hearing this, Xu Mingjie felt that the huge rock in his chest had finally fallen to the ground. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and a strong sense of accomplishment surged in his heart. Although he knew it was just a step, at this moment, he felt that he had taken an important step.

He Yuzhu stood beside him, patted his shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "Mingjie, you did it."

Xu Mingjie turned around and looked at He Yuzhu with gratitude in his eyes. He realized that he was not only learning cooking skills, but also learning how to face various challenges in life. Every success is hard-won, and every failure is also a part of growth.

After this experience, Xu Mingjie's self-confidence was greatly enhanced, and he began to try new dishes and techniques more boldly. He no longer feared failure, but regarded every challenge as an opportunity to improve himself. He understood that cooking is a road with no end, and only by constantly moving forward can one truly master the secrets.

As time went by, Xu Mingjie's cooking skills became more and more sophisticated, even surpassing many senior chefs. His dishes not only have a unique taste, but also a unique way of presentation, which has won the love of more and more diners. Whenever he sees the satisfied smiles of his guests, he feels extremely satisfied.

However, he also found that as his cooking skills improved, the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart did not completely disappear. Whenever he faced new challenges or met customers with higher requirements, the pressure of pursuing perfection would always surge up in his mind again. He knew that this pressure was both a driving force for progress and an invisible burden.

Once, the hotel received a famous chef from abroad. He had his own restaurants all over the world and was well-known. The hotel's leaders decided that He Yuzhu and Xu Mingjie would prepare a special dinner for him to showcase local specialties.

This challenge made Xu Mingjie feel more nervous than ever. He knew that the other party had extremely high standards and any flaws would be magnified. He adjusted the menu over and over again, repeatedly trying different combinations, hoping to achieve perfection.

On the day of preparing dinner, Xu Mingjie accidentally cut his finger while cutting vegetables. Although the wound was not deep, he felt a stinging pain. He knew it was because he was too nervous and his hand trembled involuntarily. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the pressure in his heart was getting greater and greater.

"Mingjie, take a rest." He Yuzhu walked over, saw his finger, and said with concern.

"It's okay, Brother He, I can still continue." Xu Mingjie forced a smile, trying to hide his anxiety.

He Yuzhu noticed his nervousness and said softly, "Mingjie, you have to remember that cooking is not just about technique, it's also about your state of mind. You can only cook well if you are calm. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Xu Mingjie nodded, knowing that He Yuzhu was right, but it was not easy to really relax. He returned to his workbench, closed his eyes, and tried to calm himself down. He told himself that all preparations had been made to the extreme, and now all he needed was confidence and concentration.

The dinner was tense and orderly, and Xu Mingjie was very careful in every move. Although the wound on his finger was aching, he still concentrated on finishing each dish. When the last dish was served, he felt a sense of relief, but also a little uneasy. Did he really do well enough this time?

As the foreign chef tasted the dishes, Xu Mingjie once again stood at the kitchen door, nervously waiting for his comments. The other party ate slowly, with a calm and deep expression, as if carefully weighing the taste of every bite. Time slowed down again at this moment, Xu Mingjie felt his heartbeat speed up, and could hardly hear the sounds around him.

Finally, the famous chef put down his chopsticks and smiled faintly: "This dish is really good."

This simple sentence was like a stone thrown into the lake of Xu Mingjie's heart, causing ripples. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the uneasiness in his heart finally dissipated a little.

He Yuzhu walked up to him and said with a smile: "Mingjie, you don't need to prove anything anymore. You have done a good job and you should believe in your abilities. There was a firm light in his eyes. He knew that He Yuzhu's words had profound truth. He had walked a lot of roads and faced countless challenges. Now it was time to learn to let go of the pressure in his heart and truly enjoy the fun of cooking. Xu Mingjie's position in the restaurant became more and more stable. Young chefs came to him for advice, and even some old chefs began to look at him with admiration. And He Yuzhu, as Xu Mingjie's master, was even more proud of him. People in the restaurant often joked that Xu Mingjie had surpassed his master.

On this day, a piece of news suddenly came from the hotel: the leader decided to hold an internal cooking competition to stimulate everyone's creativity.