Chapter 404 - Chapter 404: Chapter 404: Fish-flavored Shredded Pork (1/2)

Chapter 404: Chapter 404: Fish-flavored Shredded Pork

Chen Yu immediately felt admiration; he had not expected to encounter a senior figure from the culinary world here.

He had once participated in the chef competition in Frankfurt, which was a hellish selection process, and it was riddled with all kinds of forces that led to a final result diluted with a lot of water.

How strong must Li Dongzheng’s culinary skills be to stand out in such an environment and become the champion?

Without hesitating, Chen Yu grabbed Li Zhengdong’s arm.

“Senior, may I have the honor of competing with you?”

Li Dongzheng laughed heartily.

“Look at me now, even making fried rice cakes requires adding all kinds of precious medicinal herbs to enhance the flavor and taste! What could I possibly use to compete with you?”

Chen Yu, however, appeared unfazed as he grabbed Li Dongzheng by the waist and gently kneaded it.

A series of bone-crunching noises rang out, and Li Dongzheng’s paralyzed half sprang back into place.

“If my guess is correct, your loss of taste was due to someone poisoning you, destroying your nerves. If we can activate this part of the nerves, you should be able to recover your sense of taste.”

Chen Yu didn’t hesitate and immediately took out paper and pen to write a prescription.

Li Zhengdong looked at Chen Yu with a mix of skepticism and curiosity.

“You say you’re a chef, but I feel like you’re a doctor.”

Chen Yu smiled: “Aren’t chefs and doctors inherently interconnected?”

Li Dongzheng was stunned for a moment, a flash of indescribable emotion crossing his face.

“Haha, right, chefs and doctors are indeed interconnected,” he said.

He took Chen Yu’s prescription and gathered the ingredients from the shop to prepare the medicine.

Li Zhengdong also had some medical knowledge; he used the ancient charcoal ash method to brew the medicine.

That involved putting red-hot charcoal and the medicinal ingredients into a pan, covering it with a bowl, and then adding water from above.

With the bubbling noise, a bowl of medicinal soup was ready.

This method could maximize the medicinal effects.

After drinking the medicinal soup, Li Zhengdong instantly felt a different kind of vigor.

He immediately picked up a fried rice cake and put it into his mouth.

“I can taste again, it’s been a very long time since I’ve tasted anything.”

Li Zhengdong, excited beyond measure, took out a small pot from the house, set it on the stove, and then retrieved some pickles that had been stored for a long time.

His technique was very skilled, and in less than five minutes over high heat, he had made a pot of food.

Finally, he sat down and wolfed down his meal.

In the culinary world, there is such a folk remedy, that once someone regains their lost sense of taste, they must eat very strong-tasting pickles to enhance the sensation.

After eating, Li Zhengdong panted heavily.

To outsiders, eating such pungent food would seem unbearable, but to him, it was a delight.

“Young man, for curing my illness, I will agree to whatever you ask for,” he said.

With that, he moved a stove from the house and placed it beside him.

“Tell me, what do you want to compete with me on?”

Chen Yu took a spoon and drew a deep breath.

He realized it had been a very long time since he last held a spoon; he had almost forgotten the feeling.

“Let’s go with Fish-Flavored Shredded Pork.”

Although it sounds simple, this dish is highly demanding of one’s cooking skills and has many variations; there are hundreds of different methods circulating amongst the people.

Every top chef incorporates their special techniques and experiences when making this dish.

Therefore, this dish is the best expression of a chef’s foundational skills.

Li Zhengdong laughed heartily, picked up the ingredients beside him, and started chopping.

Over the years, his knife skills hadn’t diminished at all, his speed as swift as Chen Yu’s.