I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 681 - 311: Grandpa Gao’s Request! Making Spicy Chicken! Shen Baobao: From now on, call me Director Shen! [Subscribe please]

Chapter 681: Chapter 311: Grandpa Gao’s Request! Making Spicy Chicken! Shen Baobao: From now on, call me Director Shen! [Subscribe please]

"Driver, pull over!" Chen Yan instructed the bus driver to stop at the side of the road.

Once the bus was stationary, she disembarked and strode towards Elder Gao, who was wearing a Mongolian robe and standing not far away.

She had never imagined that bringing the company’s employees and streamers for team building would lead to meeting this State Banquet master. Then again, Elder Gao was also a contracted streamer with the company. Just last night, he had aimed his live stream camera at the starry sky, sharing stories of his youth with everyone. Could this be the very place he was talking about last night?

Seeing Chen Yan, Elder Gao also seemed a little surprised. He had just woken up and was preparing to stretch before setting off to find a place for Mongolian milk tea and shaomai. He hadn’t expected to run into someone from Beijing.

He glanced at the bus. WOW, Yue Liyue, Wu Kexin, Panda... all familiar faces. If these people are here, what about my little apprentice? He couldn’t have come too, could he?

Chen Yan said with a smile, "We’re on a holiday trip, taking the company’s staff out for a break during the National Day. We thought there wouldn’t be many people here, but we happened to bump into you."

"Lin Xu, he..."

"My brother-in-law couldn’t make it," Chen Yan explained. "Many out-of-town netizens are visiting the restaurant during the holiday to ’check in,’ and he promised to make roasted chicken for everyone, so he stayed behind."

A warm smile immediately appeared on Elder Gao’s face. "Years ago, when I passed through Yinzhou on the train, the platforms were full of vendors selling Dao Kou roasted chicken. When the train started moving, the whole carriage would fill with the aroma of roasted chicken. I never thought that Lin Xu, a Yinzhou native, would also be making roasted chicken. It’s a pity I’m not in Beijing. Otherwise, I would definitely have to taste my apprentice’s work."

While they were talking, Luo Shan, dressed in a Mongolian robe similar to Elder Gao’s, also stepped down from the RV.

Chen Yan didn’t know Luo Shan. She was just about to call for Die Lianhua when Elder Gao said, "This is your Aunt Luo."

"Hello, Aunt Luo."

Elder Gao then introduced Chen Yan to Luo Shan, "This is Yueyue’s cousin. She’s also a major client of Lin Ji’s Food, the CEO of Joyful Media, and, well, my behind-the-scenes boss."

Upon hearing this, Luo Shan hurried over to greet her and warmly invited Chen Yan to chat in the RV.

"I’m sorry, Aunt Luo," Chen Yan said. "We flew into Hailar last night and hired a car to get here this morning. We need to hurry to the campsite ahead and get settled. Where are you two heading next?"

Elder Gao glanced at Luo Shan, then said, "Why don’t we join you? Let’s stay here one more day. I just love the scenery around here. From the Northeast to this place, every step reveals a new view."

When they first flew to the Northeast, the plan was to tour the region for half a month. Then, they’d drive the RV through Inner Mongolia to see the poplar forests before heading to Kanas to admire the beautiful autumn foliage there. However, things didn’t go as planned. They’d been touring the Northeast until now and still felt they hadn’t seen enough. The Northeast Region offered so much food and scenery; there was still so much he wanted to eat and see. It’s true what they say: you don’t know how vast the world is until you venture out.

Back when he worked at the Fishing Platform, he’d thought he had mastered all cooking techniques. But in the Northeast, he tasted various delicacies that couldn’t be found anywhere else. On his journey, Elder Gao gained a new understanding and appreciation of Northeastern cuisine. He also grew increasingly fond of the Northeasterners, who all seemed to share Zhao Benshan’s sense of humor.

"Xiaoshuai, if you want to stay another day, then let’s stay," Luo Shan said. "Coincidentally, these RVs need to be refueled and their water topped up."

Several RVs? Chen Yan was somewhat surprised. She originally thought it was a caravan organized by RV enthusiasts, but from Aunt Luo’s words, could it be that all three RVs were hers?

Seeing the look of confusion on Chen Yan’s face, Elder Gao explained, "Those two RVs are where the drivers and assistants rest."

TSK TSK TSK, it must be nice to be rich. For the first time, Chen Baiwan found herself yearning for an even wealthier lifestyle. Never mind the two smaller RVs; just this large one, fully equipped, could easily be exchanged for a house within Beijing’s Fifth Ring Road. She really had to work hard to earn money. Only by working hard could one achieve such a wonderful life.

Elder Gao looked at Chen Yan and asked, "Do you have any activities planned for the company’s team building tonight?"

"Yes, Elder Gao. Tonight, we’re having a bonfire party and a whole roast lamb... Oh, actually, would you be willing to handle the roast lamb? Let our company’s employees also experience the artistry of a State Banquet master."

"Alright, no problem. I’ve been itching to flex my skills a bit anyway."

Just as Chen Yan was about to head back to the bus, Elder Gao suddenly called out to her, "Xiaoyan, we’ll probably head towards Chifeng tomorrow morning. Before we leave, there’s something I’d like to ask of you. Try to get up early tomorrow, alright?"

Ask me for a favor? Chen Yan wondered. He isn’t going to ask me to pass a note, is he? I heard that on the opening day, Elder Gao asked my brother-in-law to pass a note, but it somehow got switched with Aunt Luo’s phone number. My poor brother-in-law had practiced what he was going to say for half a day, all for nothing. But since it’s Elder Gao asking, I can’t refuse, even if it’s a pile of notes, let alone just one.

Thinking this, Chen Yan said, "Alright, Elder Gao. I’ll get up early tomorrow and make sure not to mess things up."

Back on the bus, everyone started asking at once, "Boss Chen, who was that person?"

"He’s our special guest for this team-building event, and also Lin Xu’s master, Gao Peisheng—Elder Gao."

She didn’t mention his alias, Gao Xiaoshuai. Even though Elder Gao’s various ’vests’ had been exposed one after another within their circle, to the outside world, he was still the revered State Banquet master. His status couldn’t be diminished.

Hearing that he was Lin Xu’s master, everyone instantly understood who he was.