In the restaurant.
After wiping down the cash register, Song Tiantian was about to go for lunch when she saw Yue Liyue co in with a very refined-looking middle-aged man.
"This aroma is wonderful, Tiantian! Is the restaurant making sothing delicious again?"
"Your nose is certainly sharp. The boss just made Stead Sea Bass for his wife; it was done less than a minute ago... What would you like to eat today?"
Song Tiantian opened the computer at the cash register and skillfully began entering the order.
"The usual: Cantonese Pork Ribs, Cantonese chicken feet, Ginger Lotus Root, two bowls of rice, and two cups of Sour Plum Soup. Oh, and can we add a Cantonese-style fish? I’ll pay..."
After speaking, he scanned three hundred yuan.
"Will three hundred yuan cover these dishes, including the fish?"
Song Tiantian couldn’t help but smile wryly.
Of course, that’s more than enough.
Considering the prices, the Stead Sea Bass alone is nearly two hundred.
But this fish was sothing the boss prepared for his wife. What’s he causing a fuss for? Does he want to be the boss’s wife too?
She wasn’t in a position to decide.
So, she had to inform Lin Xu.
Lin Xu ca over, and Yue Liyue said to him, "My dad ca to visit. He wants to eat sothing good. Could we get a stead fish?"
Lin Xu was montarily puzzled. Oh, he ans his father.
He greeted the refined man beside Yue Liyue, "Uncle, welco to Beijing! Since you’re here, of course, we must make it. Che Zai! Go to the supermarket and buy another sea bass—make sure it’s a live one!"
If Yue Liyue alone had wanted to eat, Lin Xu would have postponed it until the afternoon, as lunchti was incredibly busy. But with Yue Liyue’s father visiting from afar, Lin Xu wanted to accommodate them if possible, not wanting to disappoint.
After agreeing to Yue Liyue’s request, Lin Xu returned to the kitchen.
anwhile, Song Tiantian continued processing orders.
"Oreo, it’s just you and your dad. Isn’t that too much food for two people?"
"If we can’t finish it, we can get it to go! We’ll heat it up in the middle of the night and have it with rice. My fans would be drooling!"
After saying this, Yue Liyue took the order slip and went inside with his father.
Yue Liyue’s real na was Zhong Yuesheng. He got the nickna because his given na contained ’Yue’ and he spoke Mandarin with a distinctive, flowing Cantonese accent.
Father and son chose a spot by the window to sit down.
His father, Zhong Huairen, asked curiously, "Are you very familiar with the restaurant’s owner?"
"Yeah! I was one of the very first custors here..."
Yue Liyue took a sip of the Sour Plum Soup brought by the server and began to recount the history of Lin Ji’s Food to Zhong Huairen. Just as he was speaking, the server brought over Ginger Lotus Root, Cantonese-style stead Pork Ribs, and Cantonese-style stead chicken feet.
Zhong Huairen’s gaze was imdiately captivated by the two stead dishes. He didn’t even need to taste them; the aroma alone, a mix of savory steam and the fragrance of black bean sauce, was enough to stir the love for fine food ingrained in him from his old Xiguan days.
"The flavor is so authentic!"
He tried a piece of pork rib. The at was tender yet resilient, and the black bean sauce was seasoned perfectly—not like so restaurants where too many seasonings in the sauce completely overpower the natural flavor of the ribs.
This traditional cooking thod was a true rarity, even in Yangcheng, a city renowned as a food paradise.
No wonder his son has chosen to stay in Beijing and not return.
With such incredible food, it was truly irresistible.
"If this boss were in Yangcheng, those old gourmands would probably go crazy."
People from Yangcheng have an unwavering love for good food. To taste a bowl of pig offal congee, for instance, they would often wait late into the night at a stall. This was because the vendor would get fresh supplies from the slaughterhouse at that specific ti. Eating the freshest ingredients is the ultimate pursuit of Yangcheng foodies. And the Cantonese-style stead Pork Ribs made by Lin Xu t their criteria perfectly.
To think such a talented Cantonese chef was here in Beijing, a city often called a culinary wasteland—what a sha...
"Boss Lin doesn’t just cook Cantonese cuisine; he’s also very good at Sichuan dishes. I didn’t order any Sichuan food because you can’t eat spicy food."
Yue Liyue then explained to his father about Lin Xu’s apprenticeship. He was being ntored by a State Banquet master, and his skills were a collection of techniques from various culinary schools, not just those of a simple Cantonese chef.
After talking about Lin Xu, Yue Liyue started to tell his father about his career developnt. Ever since that mysterious tycoon hired him as a training partner for fifty thousand yuan a month, Yue Liyue’s career had begun to soar. He not only started taking on more high-end ga boosting jobs but had even entered the world of live streaming, becoming a moderately well-known strear in the gaming community. Of course, he wasn’t famous for his technical skills or flashy maneuvers. Instead, it was his charmingly accented Mandarin that captivated everyone. He shot to fa, especially after his first livestream where his unique way of speaking completely baffled his teammate, Wu Kexin. Netizens even started a ga: they’d listen to his streams without watching the video and try to guess what Yue Liyue was actually saying, seeing who could get it right.
Seeing his father’s interested look, Yue Liyue proudly explained so of the rules of the competitive gaming industry and how to make money from it.
In the past, Dad always said playing gas was a waste of ti. Now I can finally say with pride that playing gas can make money too!
After roughly explaining the industry’s prospects and his recent achievents, Yue Liyue waved his hand and said, "It’s too much for you to understand all at once. Just know that I can support myself now. Don’t keep asking to co back. I have friends and a career here, and I’m living very well!"
As father and son were chatting, at a nearby dining table, Shen Jiayue was devouring the plate of Stead Sea Bass in front of her. The fish was delicious and tender, with a slightly firm texture. Beyond its freshness, there was also a rich aroma that surprised her.
Is this cooked with lard?
But if it were, it should be greasy.
However, the fish wasn’t greasy at all, only tender and flavorful. Shen Jiayue couldn’t figure out the secret but found it incredibly tasty. Accompanied by that Stead Sea Bass, she unconsciously finished a whole bowl of rice.
AAAH, IT’S SO DELICIOUS!
I thought you could only get such fresh stead fish near the sea or in the old districts of Yangcheng.
I never expected my Lin Xu could make it!
WOOHOO!
My Lin Xu is truly the best!
After steaming the fish Yue Liyue had ordered, Lin Xu brought over so rice for himself and, picking up a piece of at from the Fish Belly, tasted it. Hmm, soft, tender, and delicious, with a smooth texture.
I can add this Stead Sea Bass to the nu now.
As he was eating, Lin Xu judged the ti was about right, got up, took the sea bass out of the stear, and started the final preparations.
Before long, when the server delivered the Stead Sea Bass, Yue Liyue and his father were both captivated by its incredible aroma. Its freshness went without saying; sea bass itself is a delicacy among freshwater fish. But for it to be so fragrant was truly unexpected.
The father and son picked up their chopsticks and began to eat.
"Wow! It’s both fresh and aromatic!"
"This flavor is spot-on, absolutely amazing!"
Zhong Huairen never expected to eat such authentic Cantonese cuisine in Beijing. He placed a piece of fish into his son’s bowl and said, "I was thinking of taking you back this ti. But since you have friends and a career here, you should stay in Beijing. When I have ti, I’ll bring your mother to visit you, and we can try Boss Lin’s cooking. Oh, and join for a walk around Beijing University tonight. I haven’t been back much since graduation, and it’s on the way."
Upon hearing this, Yue Liyue’s face showed a troubled expression. "Then I’ll have to ask the boss who hired as a training partner for so ti off."
Zhong Huairen cleared his throat. "Is that really necessary?"
"You don’t understand, Dad. When dealing with these wealthy people, respect cos first."
Yue Liyue picked up his phone. TAP. TAP. TAP. He sent a ssage to a contact nad "Gold Master Boss."
Just as he sent it, Zhong Huairen’s phone on the table began to ring...
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