Chapter 228 - Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Traditional Stir-Fried Liver (2/2)
The first shop in the alley was a stir-fried liver shop, run by an elderly man nearing his sixties.
His stir-fried liver was a genuine family secret recipe, selling only five hundred bowls a day, each priced at five hundred yuan.
Even so, his stir-fried liver would sell out every day.
Jin Lingsu followed the scent straight into the shop.
“Boss, give me a bowl of stir-fried liver!”
The owner, hearing the shout, came out somewhat embarrassed.
“I’m really sorry, but today’s stir-fried liver has all been reserved, and I’m about to close the shop!”
Jin Lingsu’s mouth dropped open: “Old man, I came all this way to eat here, you can’t make me leave on an empty stomach.”
The owner was also helpless; he was getting on in years, and his child didn’t want to learn his craft, so the whole shop rested on his shoulders alone.
With his current physical and mental stamina, he could only make five hundred bowls a day, not one more.
Chen Yu also smiled. He hadn’t expected Jin Lingsu’s first culinary stop in the alley to be the stir-fried liver.
When he first came to the capital to exchange learning skills, he also came for the famed stir-fried liver, but despite lining up for several days, he never managed to get a bowl.
“Old man, how about this, I see you’ve got some ingredients left over. You don’t need to do any work yourself, let me do it, how about that?”
The old man looked Chen Yu up and down, eyes filled with wariness.
It wasn’t that he was unwilling to let Chen Yu cook; rather, there had been someone who insisted on cooking stir-fried liver in his shop before, and the result was not tasty, even spilling dirty water on him.
If it were not for his hundred-year-old brand to back him up, the shop might have been shut down by the relevant authorities.
“Young man, you can cook if you want, but we’ll need to sign a contract in advance. Whatever the taste of the stir-fried liver you make, you can’t blame me.”
Chen Yu, of course, knew about the shop’s past incidents, and without hesitation, he wrote up a contract and pressed his handprint on it.
After the old man confirmed there was nothing wrong with the contract, he let Chen Yu into the kitchen.
Only five minutes had passed when the old man suddenly perked up, looking towards the kitchen with disbelief.
The scent wafting out was extraordinarily fragrant, many times more so than the liver he stewed using the secret recipe.
It wasn’t long before Chen Yu emerged with two bowls of stir-fried liver and two flatbreads.
The old man’s eyes nearly popped out; this stir-fried liver was equal to their secret family recipe and seemed to have a few extra spices added.
“Young man, how on earth did you make this stir-fried liver?”
Chen Yu replied with a polite smile, “It’s just some simple seasonings; I only changed the ratio and order of them.”
The old man’s interest was piqued, “May I have a taste?”
Chen Yu appeared very generous, handing over his own bowl directly.
The old man couldn’t wait to take a bite, enlivening as if rejuvenated, with even the wrinkles on his face seeming to unfold one by one.
“Delicious! Reducing the proportion of aniseed, using some Sichuan pepper as a substitute, and the proportion of chili pepper is just perfect, marvelous!”
Chen Yu didn’t say much, just sitting there, biting into a flatbread.
The flatbread was also a unique item in the shop, but Chen Yu almost knew how it was made after just a couple of bites.
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