Chef at the University Canteen-Chapter 322 - 235: The Athlete’s Menu

"However, we actually haven’t tasted Junior Brother Xiaojiang’s cooking."

With a change in tone, Wang Dongkai scratched his head somewhat sheepishly and chuckled,

"Hey, with this return, we’ve really got a treat ahead. I’m definitely going to have a good feast!"

"Tsk tsk, who would’ve thought our university would produce such a capable junior!"

Chen Lei was full of admiration after hearing Lin Yahu’s introduction, but when she heard Wang Dongkai’s words, she couldn’t help but frown and said seriously,

"Xiaowang, you and Xiaolin are still active athletes, and there are strict regulations on your diet. Don’t think you can just eat and drink freely now that you’re away from the team!"

Being a seasoned director of the Provincial Sports Management Center, Chen Lei naturally had an authoritative aura.

Although she wasn’t Lin Yahu or Wang Dongkai’s direct supervisor, she’s their senior and had achieved more in the sports arena, so her words made both of them instinctively shrink back.

"Don’t worry, Sister Chen, we know our limits."

Wang Dongkai scratched the back of his head, chuckling awkwardly,

"Besides, with Sister Chen watching, even if we had the guts of a bear or leopard, we wouldn’t dare mess around."

"Xiaokai is right! With Sister Chen here, who dares to act recklessly? They’ve got guts if they do!"

"Sister Chen, don’t worry, it’s not like we’ve never had good food before; we’re not that gluttonous!"

"Yeah, we’re not going to let food affect our matches..."

"..."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, other alumni, including both retired and active ones, started to chime in with laughs to ease the mood.

"Director Chen, rest assured, all of them, including Xiaokai, are the school’s ’treasured darlings.’ Everyone is counting on them to win more championships to bring glory to the country and alma mater, so it’s inconceivable they’d mess up such a trivial thing."

Xiong Bingsheng, noticing the situation, also chimed in with a laugh,

"To ensure everyone eats well, today’s dinner menu was personally designed by Assistant Xing from the School of Sports. There’s absolutely none of those high-sugar, high-fat items, nor any fried or barbecue dishes."

Assistant Xing Yongyang from the School of Sports echoed in agreement:

"Yes, this menu was prepared by me along with some teachers from the school according to the diet standards during the athlete’s competition period, including the procurement of ingredients, all managed by dedicated personnel from the school to ensure no problems. Everyone can eat with peace of mind."

"..."

After hearing from the two teachers from her alma mater, Chen Lei was at a loss for words. To be honest, such arrangements were indeed reassuring, but it seemed a bit overly cautious.

After all, it’s still the offseason, and only a few of the attending alumni are active athletes.

But since the school had made such arrangements, she wouldn’t say much more. Being a bit more careful is never wrong.

...

At the entrance of the Seventh Dining Hall.

Jiang Yu was initially in a private room on the first floor, sipping tea and chatting with Jia Dequan, when suddenly he received a call from a teacher at the School of Sports office, asking him to go to the dining hall entrance to receive some ingredients.

The call left Jiang Yu completely baffled, not knowing what was going on.

Why would the School of Sports suddenly send ingredients over to him?

Nobody had told him about this beforehand!

Although he couldn’t figure out why, since the teacher had already delivered the ingredients to the entrance of the Seventh Dining Hall, he had to go out and take a look.

Thinking of this, he told Jia Dequan and then quickly got up and walked outside.

Jia Dequan, filled with curiosity, followed immediately without saying a word, being someone who loved to join in the fun.

By now, it was already around three in the afternoon, and the dining hall was deserted. Though the work-study students had just cleaned up, the aroma of lunch lingered in the air, stimulating one’s taste buds occasionally.

One after another, the two arrived at the entrance of the Seventh Dining Hall, where they spotted a fresh produce delivery truck parked on the open ground in front.

A tall man in his early thirties, holding a phone, was standing by the truck, occasionally glancing toward the dining hall entrance while directing the driver unloading the ingredients.

Seeing Jiang Yu and Jia Dequan emerge from the dining hall, the tall man immediately came up to them, glanced up and down at Jiang Yu, and said:

"You’re Master Xiao Jiang, right? I’m from the School of Sports; I just made the call. The leadership asked me to deliver these ingredients. Please, Master Xiao Jiang, accept them."

"Wait, I’m still not clear on what’s going on here."

Jiang Yu raised his hand to interrupt, asking curiously,

"Can you explain this a bit clearer, sir? What’s with the School of Sports sending these ingredients to me? No one mentioned this to me before!"

"Oh, Master Xiao Jiang doesn’t know yet? Oh dear, my apologies, my mistake, my mistake, I got so busy I got confused."

The tall man was momentarily stunned, then suddenly remembered something, hitting his forehead a few times with a wry smile and saying,

"I thought I had called you in advance. Turns out I mixed it up! When things get busy, it’s like I can’t tell north from south."