I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 701 - 317: Braised Rice Can Actually Be This Delicious! Cinderella’s Crystal Shoes? [Subscribe Please]_3

Chapter 701: Chapter 317: Braised Rice Can Actually Be This Delicious! Cinderella’s Crystal Shoes? [Subscribe Please]_3

Soon after, Lin Xu skimmed the fat from the braised sauce into a bowl and started to take out the braised chicken.

After getting used to it yesterday, now even Xu Xinhua could handle this job.

The neighbors looked at the freshly cooked braised chicken with delight on their faces and started reporting how many they wanted to buy.

After they left in twos and threes carrying their braised chicken, other neighbors came over too, wanting to buy and try the braised chicken.

Old Yanjing folks were used to living in courtyard houses, and whenever they ate something tasty, they liked to spread the word. When other neighbors heard, they went, oh come on, you’re the only one who can afford braised chicken? I want some too!

After taking it home and finding it actually tasted great, they became Lin Ji loyalists.

Once all the chicken was taken out, Xu Xinhua scooped out the chicken livers that had been soaking in fresh water for most of the morning to drain them, then poured them straight into the braising sauce used for the braised chicken.

He let them simmer in the braising sauce over low heat.

No need to bring to a full boil, just keep it around eighty to ninety degrees Celsius.

When cooking liver and other tender ingredients, if you use high heat and boiling, it’ll turn the food tough and dry.

But if you simmer it on low heat, even when it’s cooked through, it’ll stay tender and soft.

After putting the livers in, Lin Xu glanced over and dumped in all the fat he’d skimmed off before:

"Liver doesn’t have much fat, so you’ve got to add some in so it tastes richer."

After saying that, he took his empty bowl upstairs.

At eleven in the morning, the customers arrived at Lin Ji’s Food again.

Seven days of the National Day holiday—some people go out to play, some go home to visit family, but others simply go nowhere, choosing to catch up on all the sleep they missed during workdays, lying in bed in their rented rooms.

Once they wake up, too lazy to order takeaway, they think of those places they never had time to eat at. After washing up and putting on clean clothes, they take the subway to check off all the restaurants on their "to try" list.

Lin Ji’s Food is one of those places.

"A small bowl of oil-poured noodles, half a braised chicken, and a small serving of ginger lotus root."

"Three hometown fried noodles, one pressed pig head meat, and one dry-fried green beans."

"Two bowls of tomato egg noodles, three bowls of noodles with braised eggplant and pork sauce, a large serving of beef in baked flatbread, one egg yolk baked pumpkin, and one black bean pork ribs."

"One steamed sea bass, one stir-fried yellow beef, and three bowls of rice."

"..."

The customers each called out what they wanted to eat.

After ordering, they’d glance at the dishes on other tables and ask the servers what those were if they saw something they liked.

At Lin Ji, you don’t have to worry about waiters making random recommendations, because they’ve tried every dish on the menu—more than once, in fact.

Sometimes customers can’t decide what they want, so they just describe their favorite flavors and let the waitstaff recommend something.

Since opening, no one’s ever regretted their order.

While waiting for their food, everyone’s favorite topic was Dundun.

Nobody would’ve guessed that the little guy, who usually looked so cocky in front of customers, could actually be so obedient.

Quite a few people went to the service desk to take selfies with Dundun.

The little one put on his stinky, stuck-up face again.

He didn’t refuse, but don’t expect him to cooperate either.

Zeng Xiaoqi and the others finished lunch, didn’t have anything to do, so they went with Shen Baobao and Dou Wenjing to the nearby cinema to watch a movie.

Meanwhile, Lin Xu kept busy in the kitchen until almost noon. Then he came downstairs to check on the chicken livers.

There were dozens of pounds of chicken liver.

If they tasted good, they’d start selling immediately.

If not, he’d get the upstairs chefs to help figure out a way to use them up.

"How’s the taste?"

As he stepped into the braised section, Lin Xu saw Xu Xinhua eating a chicken liver.

"Tastes fantastic! The liver’s super tender. For a second I was worried there’d be blood oozing out, but it’s cooked through—there’s not a trace of blood."

Really?

Xu Xinhua handed him a small basin full of freshly scooped chicken livers.

Lin Xu picked one up to taste—it really was tender.

Chicken liver has a delicate texture. The strong umami explodes in your mouth, and with the braising sauce and just the right level of saltiness, these chicken livers are truly well made.

No wonder—it’s the perfect level braising sauce from the braised chicken. Of course it’s good.

Too bad he was already full; otherwise, he’d grab a hot baked flatbread and stuff the liver inside—eating it all warm and toasty would be heaven.

"Then go ahead and plate them for sale. When you plate them, cut them up a bit—don’t serve a big clump that customers can’t eat properly."

"I got it, boss, no worries." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Lin Xu took out a few more livers from the bowl, sliced them up, then carried the plate to the service counter and handed it to Shu Yun:

"New braised chicken liver—try it, and have the servers recommend it to the customers."

He ruffled Dundun’s head and went back upstairs to continue working.

Shu Yun picked up a piece of chicken liver with a toothpick and tasted it—her eyes lit up instantly.

It was delicious. Those who went to the movies would definitely miss out on such a tasty new dish.

She handed the plate to Song Tiantian, asking the front desk manager to go find the floor supervisors on the first, second, and third floors, so they could not only inform everyone but also taste the chicken liver themselves and know what to expect.

Just as Song Tiantian left, a tall, handsome figure appeared at the door.

Ren Jie, who hadn’t been around for days, walked in.

Normally, he’d head straight to find a seat, but today he drifted over to the service desk instead—a bit out of character.

Shu Yun looked curiously at this police officer who looked like a male model and greeted him with a smile:

"Hello, Officer Ren! Here to eat or looking for our Manager Chen... Chef Chen?"

Chef Chen is thousands of miles away right now—no way he could come meet you.