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I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 761 - 337 Geng Lele: From today on, call me the Assist King! [Extra for Mr. Cat cerys]_2
But Yan Lin had come to the restaurant to arrange a chance encounter with Cui Qingyuan. Taking the elevator wasn’t going to help her run into anyone significant.
She said with a smile, "After sitting in the car for so long, I feel like stretching my legs. If President Shen doesn’t mind, shall we take the stairs?"
"Sure," Shen Guofu replied. "I was thinking of getting some exercise too."
They were going to enjoy a delicious meal soon, and a little exercise would help him eat more.
Hmm, I’ll officially start my diet tomorrow, so today is for indulging, Yan Lin thought.
Following the stairs, they ascended to the upper floor.
Yan Lin scanned the area, but the figure who had appeared countless times in her dreams was nowhere to be seen. Huh? Where did he go?
Seeing her clearly looking for someone, Shen Guofu didn’t disturb her, quietly waiting at the top of the second-floor staircase.
Just then, footsteps could be heard from the third-floor stairwell.
Cui Qingyuan, who had just been wandering around the upstairs private rooms with nothing better to do, stared blankly at the still lovely figure at the stairway entrance. A trace of surprise flickered across his face before he hurriedly walked down the stairs, stood by Yan Lin, and asked, "What are you looking for? I’ll help you!"
"Looking for you... Oh! Professor Cui, what a coincidence!"
Cui Qingyuan looked at Yan Lin and pursed his lips slightly before a warm smile spread across his face. "It is a coincidence. Are you in Beijing for business again?"
"Ah, oh, yes. I’m visiting the branch office. I heard President Shen is planning to invest in a Horse Farm, so I came to inquire about it. I didn’t expect to run into you so coincidentally."
「Around the corner on the third floor.」
Several pretty heads peeked out one after another.
At the very top, Shen Baobao muttered softly, "Lele was right. Professor Cui and President Yan definitely have something going on."
Shu Yun remarked, "Their combined age must be close to eighty, right? They like each other but won’t admit it. Their hearts are burning like embers, yet their faces are as calm as still water..."
Chen Yan summed it up incisively, "Pretentious, so pretentious!"
Zeng Xiaoqi chuckled. "A certain long-term couple whose combined age is nearing retirement is also pretty pretentious... Ahem, I just made that up. If it sounds like anyone you know, feel free to hit me!"
Manager Chen clenched her fists and ground her teeth. That’s three times! This is the third time today I’ve been the target of such veiled insults, and me, a beautiful young woman at that! Yueyue was right; people with small chests are indeed petty!
Dou Wenjing, getting into the spirit of things, murmured softly, "What BGM do you think would fit this scene?"
Geng Lele, squatting in the corner at the bottom, sang cheerily, "Ever since I met you at Lin Ji’s Food, cha-cha-cha! Like a spring breeze blowing into my heart, cha-cha-cha! I want to gently tell you, cha-cha-cha! Don’t you forget me, cha-cha-cha!"
"They’re childhood sweethearts; it’s not like this is the first time they’ve met here. The lyrics should be ’Ever since I met you at the alleyway entrance back then,’ that would be more fitting."
As everyone chattered excitedly, they suddenly noticed Yan Lin and Shen Guofu coming up the stairs, one after the other, and quickly dispersed.
On the stairs, Shen Guofu recalled the recent scene. Finding the dynamic between President Yan and Professor Cui rather intriguing, he smiled at Yan Lin and said, "President Yan, it seems Professor Cui is also quite knowledgeable about investments. Why don’t we invite him to join our discussion?"
Yan Lin immediately replied, "He’s just an academic... but he might be able to offer some opinions. If President Shen is willing, then please do invite him to participate."
Just for that suggestion, whether the Horse Farm gets off the ground or not, I’ll invest twenty million, Yan Lin thought to herself.
After this silent vow, Yan Lin and Xiao Qing stood waiting at the bend in the staircase.
Before long, Shen Guofu came up with Cui Qingyuan in tow. Everyone entered the private room and began to formally discuss the Horse Farm investment.
No sooner had they entered than the door of the adjacent private room opened. The group hiding inside tiptoed out and settled into the booth by the kitchen entrance to wait for dinner.
「Inside the kitchen.」
The clay pot with the "wet duck" was still simmering gently over low heat, while the one with the "dry duck" was emitting sizzling and sputtering sounds.
This was a sign that the moisture had evaporated.
Xie Baomin picked up a pair of kitchen shears used for cooked food and lifted the lid of the "dry duck" clay pot.
The moment he opened it, an enticing aroma wafted up. The duck skin had been stained a rich, ruddy color by the Dark Soy Sauce, only a little liquid remained at the bottom of the pot, and the distinctive, pungent aroma of ginger assailed his nostrils. It was a very pleasant smell.
Xie Baomin explained, "When there’s no more moisture at the bottom of the clay pot, it means the duck is cooked through. However, since it’s a whole duck, the lower half is flavorful, but the upper half isn’t quite there yet. That’s why we need to cut the duck open, allowing the meat to thoroughly mix with the seasonings and fats at the bottom. This makes the duck even more delicious."
While speaking, he deftly cut the duck open with the shears. And indeed, the duck was thoroughly cooked; even at the thickest part of the thigh, no bloody juices emerged.
Once it was completely cut open, he used a bamboo spatula to turn the pieces in the pot, ensuring the fats and sauce from the bottom coated the duck meat evenly.
Then, he replaced the lid, turned the heat down a little more, and switched from stewing to a dry braise.
"First pan-frying, then simmering, and finally dry-braising—these are the keys to a delicious Ginger Duck. The dry-braising allows the duck meat to become thoroughly infused with flavor, and the aroma of the ginger to penetrate deep within."
Xie Baomin held nothing back from his junior brother, as their master had instructed him to quickly improve Lin Xu’s culinary skills. This way, Lin Xu could learn more advanced dishes and Cooking Techniques.
Most of these techniques were either on the verge of being lost or had already been lost and then painstakingly revived. Therefore, someone needed to carry on the tradition.
Because there was a gap between Xie Baomin’s skills in pastry and savory cooking, he couldn’t learn them. Thus, all the hopes of their school rested on his junior brother, Lin Xu.







