Chapter 101

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Zhao Hui Fang originally wanted to step forward to help, but when she saw the lightning-fast movements of Lu Feng's hands, her steps halted again.

This speed was much faster than her own, and the xiaolongbao he wrapped looked extremely exquisite.

Zhao Hui Fang herself didn't have that kind of skill; if she went up to help she would only get in the way.

"Alright, then I'll go greet the guests first. Xiao Feng, if you need help just call me, don't be polite with Auntie."

Zhao Hui Fang smiled and nodded; seeing Lu Feng still busy, she couldn't bear to disturb him further and quietly withdrew from the kitchen.

Just as she returned to the living room, Li Hong'an asked with some impatience: "Sister-in-law, how much longer do we have to wait? It's almost twelve o'clock already. Do we really have to wait until that kid finishes steaming the xiaolongbao before we can eat? My stomach is starving!"

"That young man has been in the kitchen for a while now, and we haven't heard a peep from in there. Has he not started cooking yet?" another person also spoke up to ask.

"If we wait until he's done we'll all starve to death. Xiaolongbao isn't some rare delicacy; when can't you eat it? Why does it have to be today? Brother, you really are something, insisting on eating that whatever xiaolongbao..."

Li Hong'an rubbed his stomach with a face full of impatience. He hadn't finished speaking when he saw Li Tian Yong looking at him with a somewhat displeased gaze; he pursed his lips and didn't continue.

"Alright, stop rushing them. Xiao Feng has already been busy for half a day and hasn't even had a sip of water. What's wrong with waiting a bit longer? It's just a matter of a few minutes." Zhao Hui Fang came over to sit beside Li Tian Yong, soothing everyone.

A few minutes later, Lu Feng's figure appeared in the living room.

"Fengzi, are the xiaolongbao ready?" Li Jiang couldn't help standing up, asking loudly with a face full of anticipation.

"They're already in the steamer. About ten minutes and they can be eaten." Lu Feng said with a smile.

He had vaguely heard the sound of talking coming from the living room while in the kitchen. Hearing that Li Jiang and his family were waiting for him, he couldn't help feeling a bit moved inside.

Li Jiang's family really treated him with nothing but kindness; they completely treated him as their own family.

After wrapping the xiaolongbao and putting them in the steamer, Lu Feng walked out of the kitchen.

"Xiao Feng, you've worked hard. Come sit down and eat something first."

A warm smile appeared on Li Tian Yong's face as he beckoned to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng nodded, walked over, and sat down next to Li Jiang.

"Come on, everyone has waited long enough. Now that everyone's here, let's dig in." Li Tian Yong cleared his throat and said.

Everyone responded in unison, picking up their chopsticks one after another. The birthday banquet officially began.

"Everyone taste the White Cut Chicken and Beer Duck I brought. They were personally made by our shop's Master Chef. The flavor is absolutely top-tier. Guaranteed you'll want to eat more after one bite!"

Li Hong'an put on an air as if he were the protagonist, loudly greeting everyone.

"Xiao Feng, you have a taste. This White Cut Chicken tastes pretty good." Zhao Hui Fang picked up a chicken leg with her chopsticks and placed it in Lu Feng's bowl.

Lu Feng smiled and said thanks.

Seeing this, Li Hong'an said with a somewhat smug expression: "Lu Feng, you'd better taste it properly. These two dishes are our shop's signature dishes. They usually sell for over three hundred a portion. They're a lot more expensive than your xiaolongbao and fried noodles, right?"

Hearing this, Lu Feng smiled and didn't respond to his words.

He picked up his chopsticks, picked up the chicken leg from his bowl, took a bite, and chewed it carefully in his mouth.

With the Chef God System's blessing, Lu Feng now had extremely high sensitivity to the taste of food.

After just one bite, he discovered numerous problems with this dish.

The chicken meat of this White Cut Chicken tasted very bland, as if boiled in plain water.

The heat control during cooking was also off. The chicken meat tasted slightly tough and dry, lacking any fresh, tender, juicy sensation.

This chicken meat should be white-feathered chicken, raised on feed.

Authentic White Cut Chicken uses free-range Three-Yellow Chickens that eat insects and wild fruits.

Three-Yellow Chickens have a large amount of exercise. Only then will the White Cut Chicken made from them have firm meat and rich chicken flavor.

White Cut Chicken is a Southern dish. The flavor should lean light. What you eat is the chicken's own fresh taste.

But the sauce flavor of this White Cut Chicken before us is too heavy, masking the chicken's own taste.

This kind of flavor, if placed in an ordinary restaurant, would taste passable. Selling a portion for a few dozen yuan would be acceptable.

But Li Hong'an said this was made by a Five-star Hotel chef, selling for over three hundred a portion.

That's a bit hard to justify.

Is this the level of a Five-star Hotel chef?

With puzzlement, Lu Feng picked up a piece of Beer Duck, and after eating a bite couldn't help furrowing his brows slightly.

The sauce proportioning wasn't quite appropriate. The soy sauce taste was slightly too heavy.

The duck meat tasted a bit hard. Obviously the heat wasn't controlled well during cooking.

Lu Feng shook his head inwardly. His evaluation of these two dishes was not high.

Seeing Lu Feng finish eating, Li Hong'an smiled smugly: "How is it? Tastes good, right? The strength of a Five-star Master Chef. The gap with a roadside small restaurant isn't just a little bit."

Lu Feng put down his chopsticks and smiled: "It's okay, but I'm not too used to eating it."

In his view, these two dishes could only be considered passable in taste, far from reaching the level of delicious.

But seeing Li Hong'an boasting like this, Lu Feng didn't want to strike him down directly, so he tactfully gave an 'okay' evaluation.

Hearing Lu Feng's such mediocre evaluation, Li Hong'an's face showed a few points of disappointment.

He originally thought Lu Feng would praise it highly after eating, be amazed.

After all, the evaluation of these two dishes in their shop was still quite high.

He didn't expect Lu Feng's reaction to be so flat. This made him somewhat displeased.

But he quickly thought: a person like Lu Feng usually definitely wouldn't be willing to spend money on such expensive things.

Not used to eating it?

Not getting used to it is exactly right!

A signature dish costing over three hundred a portion—this kid definitely hasn't brought himself to eat it!

Tasting these two dishes for the first time today, he simply cannot grasp their essence.

How did that saying go again?

Right, wild boars can't eat fine bran.

That's definitely it!

Thinking this, Li Hong'an no longer bothered with Lu Feng, turning to look at the others: "How do you all find the taste of these two dishes?"

"Not bad, not bad, indeed delicious!"

"As expected of a five-star Master Chef's cooking, this taste is simply different."

The others kept nodding and praising while eating.

Li Hong'an revealed a satisfied smile on his face—this was the reaction he wanted.

Unexpectedly, at this moment a somewhat abrupt voice sounded from the dining table:

"Second Uncle, you couldn't have been cheated, could you? This chicken and duck don't taste that great! Compared to the kind costing a few dozen on the street, they're not much better."

Hearing this, Li Hong'an's smile instantly vanished, and he looked at Li Jiang with some displeasure.

"Glaring at me is useless; I love telling the truth. Your White Cut Chicken and Beer Duck simply can't compare to Fengzi's steamed buns."

Li Jiang shrugged his shoulders, wearing a completely fearless appearance, and after speaking turned to look at Li Tian Yong: "Dad, don't you agree?"

Li Tian Yong had originally been eating dishes; hearing his son's question, his face couldn't help but stiffen.

He naturally agreed with Li Jiang's words, but just looking at Li Hong'an's expression, he couldn't say it outright.

Li Tian Yong fiercely glared at his son one glance, saying nothing and playing deaf and dumb, continuing to pick up dishes and eat dishes.

Li Hong'an had originally thought Li Jiang was deliberately talking nonsense and wanted to retort a couple of sentences.

When he saw Li Tian Yong's reaction, he suddenly understood somewhat.

So the feeling is that my brother's whole family thinks this way?

The culinary skill of a five-star Master Chef in my own shop still can't compare to someone running a small roadside Fan Guan?

Fine, since it's like this, later I'll definitely taste it and see just how delicious those steamed buns really are!

If the taste is ordinary, don't blame me for speaking unpleasantly later!

Li Hong'an's complexion looked somewhat unpleasant, and he was just about to open his mouth to say something.

From the direction of the Bedroom suddenly came a series of clanging sounds, mixed with several urgent barks.

The person sitting beside him suddenly said: "Eh? What a fragrant smell!"

Li Hong'an was stunned after hearing this, only then suddenly discovering that in the Living Room, at some unknown time, a tempting fragrance had appeared.

Everyone put down their chopsticks in unison, their gazes drifting toward the Kitchen direction.