Chapter 127 - Chapter 127 - 127 My Rules (2/2)

When he lifted the meat, it emitted a rich aroma.

“This is impossible, how could it be done in half an hour?”

No sooner had he marveled at this when Yang Shu looked at Han Dongli with an odd expression.

“Uncle, you’re really behind the times! Haven’t you heard of a pressure cooker?”

The two of them were clearly not on the same wavelength. Han Dongli was puzzled that such a complicated process could be done so fast.

Yet in Yang Shu’s eyes, those so-called complicated steps were nothing at all.

She had even seen Chen Yu prepare even more complex dishes firsthand.

Taking a deep breath, Han Dongli cut a piece of meat and placed it in his mouth.

The nearly perfect taste nearly made his taste buds explode.

“To think you could fuse the flavors of the four major cuisines into one!”

This exclamation startled the nearby customers, all of whom looked at Han Dongli with strange gazes.

A layman appreciates the spectacle, an expert appreciates the technique.

In the eyes of others, as long as the food Chen Yu made was tasty, it was good enough. But for Han Dongli, it was different.

There were methods for making Bao Ta meat in all the major cuisines. It was difficult to strictly define which cuisine this dish truly belonged to.

There had even been a debate in the culinary world over which cuisine could claim this dish.

The Bao Ta meat prepared by Chen Yu could leave the chefs from all the contested cuisine camps red-faced.

He had directly fused the flavors of all the cuisines together.

But in Han Dongli’s view, it was impossible to make such a complex dish like Bao Ta meat in half an hour, let alone blend the flavors so perfectly.

He picked up the plate of Bao Ta meat and hurried to the display window.

“Young man, how on earth did you make this?”

Chen Yu, busy tossing a pan, didn’t even glance at Han Dongli.

“Old sir, this is a kitchen, not a dining area. I hope you won’t disturb us while we’re cooking.”

Han Dongli was momentarily stunned. In his more than thirty years in the industry, no chef had ever dared to be so presumptuous in his presence.

But when he thought of Chen Yu’s skills, he sighed helplessly.

Just based on this dish of Bao Ta meat alone, even if he reprimanded him, it wouldn’t matter.

Moreover, Chen Yu was generous enough to offer such delicious food for free—his magnanimity and realm were simply incomparable to Han Dongli’s.

After finishing the Bao Ta meat, Han Dongli didn’t leave. He just sat there blankly until eight o’clock in the evening.

[Congratulations to the host for completing a day’s business. As costs exceed profits, no points have been accrued.]

Chen Yu had just placed the raw materials needed for tomorrow into the cold storage and briefly checked the inventory before leaving the warehouse.

Although there were still no points accumulated, his checking account balance had reached 12.94 million.

If the rewards from the wilderness survival were also credited, he would have over 30 million in his hands.

By then, he could seriously open a large factory.

Just as Chen Yu was about to sit down and eat, he saw Han Dongli sitting there in a daze.

The others were also frustrated. The old man had been sitting there all day, and even though the plate in front of him had been cleared away, it was unclear why he was still sitting there.