Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

At the entrance to the kitchen of the Hongqi Hotel, the air was filled with the smells of cooking oil and swill.

Lu Ting stood like a gatekeeper, his face dark as he blocked the entrance.

Ignoring the fat man's curses, he asked again, "Who is Liu Yishou?"

When Xiao Zhang, the purchasing agent who was being scolded, saw that the person was a country bumpkin carrying an oddly shaped wooden bucket, he immediately found a scapegoat.

"Where did this vagrant come from? Can't you understand human language?"

Xiao Zhang glared at Lu Ting with his triangular eyes, pointed at his nose, and started yelling, "How dare you barge into the kitchen? Get out of here!"

"If we delay our reception of provincial leaders, we couldn't afford to compensate you even if we sold you!"

He felt uneasy.

Chef Liu was in a bad mood when this strange guy showed up, which was a perfect opportunity to distract him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhang became emboldened and kicked the wooden bucket next to Lu Ting's feet.

"What are you trying to hide in that broken bucket! Get the hell out of here!"

Lu Ting's eyes darkened, and he was about to raise his leg to block.

Whoosh—!

However, he didn't even need to lift a finger.

Just as Xiao Zhang's toes were about to touch the edge of the wooden bucket, the water burst open.

A grass carp with a jet-black back and a slender body suddenly leaped out of the water like a cannonball!

The taut fish body drew an arc in the air, and its tail, dripping with water, lashed out with all its might.

“Pah!”

A crisp sound rang out, standing out starkly from the noisy kitchen.

"what!"

Xiao Zhang screamed, covered his face and stumbled backward, finally collapsing onto the oil-stained floor tiles.

Quiet.

The entire kitchen was so quiet that you could hear the crackling of the flames in the stove.

Liu Yishou, who was in the middle of a tantrum, froze. The second chef's knife he was using to chop vegetables stopped in mid-air, and even the old lady washing vegetables opened her mouth and forgot what she was doing.

On Xiao Zhang's fair face, there was a red and swollen mark, on which the pattern of fish scales could even be faintly seen.

Half of her face was visibly swollen, red and shiny.

The vicious grass carp, after a swift flick of its tail in the air, landed precisely back in the bucket, splashing only a few tiny droplets of water.

It even blew a bubble in the water.

Lu Ting glanced down at the bucket, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

The fish my wife raises... they have the same temperament as her, they won't suffer the slightest loss.

"You...you dare to hit someone?!" Xiao Zhang covered his face, both shocked and angry, his hand trembling as he pointed at Lu Ting.

"Your fish has become a spirit! It's a monster! I'm calling the police!"

"Shut the hell up!"

A loud shout interrupted Xiao Zhang's wailing.

Liu Yishou completely ignored Xiao Zhang on the ground. His eyes, which were bloodshot with anger, were now fixed on the wooden bucket at Lu Ting's feet.

He's a seasoned chef with thirty years of experience!

Just by the force with which the fish leaped out of the water, and the glossy black sheen of its scales under the light...

He knew then that he had stumbled upon a treasure!

Liu rushed over in three strides, shoved aside the guy blocking his way, and practically lay down on the edge of the barrel.

There wasn't a trace of earthy smell.

When I took a closer sniff, it had a light fragrance similar to fresh lotus leaves.

"Great stuff...it's really great stuff!"

Liu's hand trembled as he reached out, wanting to touch the fish's back.

The fish flicked its tail and nimbly avoided his hand.

The powerful fish body stirred the water, striking the bucket wall with a dull thud.

Extremely active! Makes muscles firm!

Liu Yishou suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed intently on Lu Ting. "Young man, I am Liu Yishou!"

"Did you bring this fish?"

Lu Ting nodded and said succinctly, "They were just taken out of the pond."

Liu Yishou straightened up and glanced back at the dead fish that Xiao Zhang had bought on the cutting board.

Looking at the lively and energetic fish in the bucket, his anger turned into ecstatic joy.

"Erzhuzi! Bring the water to a boil!"

Liu waved his hand dismissively and roared, "Throw those dead fish out to feed the dogs!"

"Today's main course is ready!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhang's face turned pale.

Ignoring the pain in his face, he scrambled to his feet and tried to stop him, "Master Liu, this is against the rules!"

"Privately delivered food doesn't have quarantine certificates or a receipt from the supply and marketing cooperative. What if I get food poisoning..."

"I think you're the one with the problem!"

Liu grabbed a long-handled ladle from beside him and pointed it at Xiao Zhang's nose, cursing him.

"Don't think I don't know how much kickback you took from that Li peddler!"

"If you try to fool the provincial leaders with that kind of garbage, who will take responsibility if something goes wrong?"

"Rules? In the kitchen of the Hongqi Hotel, I am the rule!"

After cursing, Liu Yishou turned to face Lu Ting, his wrinkles instantly turning into a chrysanthemum in a smile.

"Hey buddy, want to borrow this fish to try out the dish?"

Lu Ting didn't say anything, he just pushed the wooden bucket forward a little.

"readily!"

The stove in the kitchen roared.

Liu Yishou truly lived up to his reputation as the head chef of a state-run restaurant. Although he was a bit overweight, his knife skills were superb.

After quickly removing the internal organs, the blade flashed and slashed several times.

The grass carp that had just slapped Xiao Zhang was sliced ​​into pieces as thin as cicada wings in the blink of an eye.

The second chef next to him craned his neck, staring wide-eyed.

Each piece of fish is crystal clear, gleaming like jade under the light.

Despite being sliced ​​so thin, not a single piece is loose.

The edges of the fish fillets are slightly curled, indicating that the flesh is very firm.

"This meat... is amazing!" the second chef couldn't help but exclaim.

This is not only due to good knife skills, but also to the quality of the ingredients.

Only the finest fish meat can produce this crisp sound when cut.

The water boils, then the fish are added.

Not many seasonings were added, just simple scallions and ginger to remove the fishy smell, and a sprinkle of fine salt.

In a mere 9 seconds.

Liu Yishou quickly used a slotted spoon to scoop up the fish slices and put them into a white porcelain bowl.

No embellishment is needed; the milky white broth and the jade-like fish slices exude a powerful and fresh aroma.

The aroma is extremely pure, without the slightest hint of muddy or fishy smell.

Instead, it carried a refreshing sweetness that domineeringly dominated the entire kitchen.

Gudong.

Someone swallowed hard.

Ignoring the heat, Liu picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Liu Yishou closed his eyes, his expression changing from serious to enjoyment, and finally to shock.

It melts in your mouth with its incredibly smooth texture, yet with a gentle sip, you can feel the wonderful sensation of the fish fibers bouncing on your tongue.

fresh!

So fresh!

This umami flavor hits you right in the head.

"Snapped!"

Liu slapped his thigh hard, and when he opened his eyes, they were a little red.

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

He was so excited that he became somewhat incoherent, and grabbed Lu Ting's hand and shook it hard.

"Hey buddy! Where did you get this fish?"

"I've been cooking for thirty years, and I've never eaten such a good grass carp!"

"This tastes better than even wild mandarin fish!"

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