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Yun Jin said anxiously, "Uncle, don't rush, let me see what's on your menu first."

Lan Qi then withdrew his hand and called to a waiter outside the door, "Go quickly and bring us our restaurant's menu."

The waiter left and quickly brought over a menu.

Yun Jin opened the menu and was immediately overwhelmed.

The so-called menu was just a piece of paper with twenty or thirty dishes listed.

Yun Jin flipped it over and looked at it; the back was blank. She looked at Lan Qi and asked, "Uncle, is this your menu?"

Lan Qi nodded: "Yes, is there something wrong with that?"

Yun Jin sighed, "This is way too easy!"

Lan Qi glanced at the menu: "Is it simple? There are twenty-six dishes in total, and each one is a specialty of theirs."

Yun Jin asked, "How's your business?"

Lan Qi frowned: "It's just so-so, it's always packed."

Yun Jin: ...Isn't it because of your environment and supporting services?

Lan Qi looked at her expectantly: "Quick, let's see what dishes you can make for me?"

Looking at Lan Qi's expectant expression, Yun Jin couldn't bear to discourage him.

She looked down and flipped through the menu again. There were twenty-six dishes, such as roast duck, braised lion's head meatballs, sweet and sour fish, and chicken slices with egg white... These dishes were supposed to be quite impressive, but the problem was that they were too ordinary.

These are the dishes served in any decent restaurant in the capital.

Moreover, it's winter now, so there aren't many fresh vegetables. The food is mainly meat, and it's the same few dishes over and over again. Guests get tired of eating them.

"Uncle," she looked up and put down the menu, "can other restaurants make these dishes too?"

Lan Qi was taken aback, then scratched his head: "That's true. But the taste is no worse than other places, and the ingredients are the best."

Yun Jin smiled: "It's neither worse nor better than other places. Why would customers choose your place? Just because the decor is nice?"

Lan Qi was stumped by the question; he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Yun Jin then said, "Uncle, take me to the kitchen. I'll see what ingredients you have there so I'll know what's going on."

Lan Qi's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, seeing is believing. Come on, follow me to the kitchen."

The two left the private room and walked down the stairs.

The kitchen of Juxian Pavilion is located at the back of the courtyard, separated by a moon gate.

Before even entering, you can smell the aroma of cooking oil, mixed with the sizzling smell of scallions, ginger, and garlic.

The kitchen was quite large, with stoves lined up in a row, and several kitchen helpers were busy chopping vegetables and washing dishes.

A chubby chef was standing in front of the stove, shoveling food. Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw Lan Qi. He quickly put down his spatula, bowed, and said, "The master is here."

Lan Qi waved his hand and said to Yun Jin, "This is Master Liu. He's been with me for seven or eight years. His skills are impeccable."

Then he said to Chef Liu, "This is my niece. She will tell you about a few new dishes. Just do whatever she says."

Chef Liu glanced at Yun Jin, wondering to himself: What kind of cooking skills could a teenage girl know? But since his employer had spoken, he dared not be negligent and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, please tell me what you need, young lady."

Yun Jin didn't stand on ceremony and took a walk around the kitchen.

On the cutting board were tofu, eggs, pork, and fish; in the corner were piles of cabbage, radishes, potatoes, and several jars of pickled sauerkraut.

On the spice rack were soy sauce, vinegar, salt, sugar, and a jar of chili sauce.

Her eyes lit up when she saw a block of tofu and a small bowl of soaking soybean sprouts.

There was also a small bowl of dried red chilies next to the stove, their bright color and strong flavor were quite appealing.

"Master Liu," Yun Jin pointed to the tofu, "you break this piece of tofu into pieces, put it in a bowl, add two eggs, salt, pepper, a little soy sauce, mix well, and steam it."

Chef Liu was taken aback: "Crush it? Steam it?" He had been cooking for most of his life and had never heard of this method.

Lan Qi glared at him: "What are you standing there for? Just do it when I tell you to."

Master Liu didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly did as instructed.

He deftly crumbled the tofu, cracked in an egg, added seasonings, stirred it well, poured it into a shallow bowl, and placed it in a steamer.

Yun Jin then pointed to the bowl of bean sprouts and dried chili peppers: "Make another Mao Xue Wang (a spicy Sichuan dish). Do you have duck blood?"

Master Liu nodded: "Yes, we use it for our own consumption. We've never used it to cook for our guests."

"Alright," Yun Jin said. "Put oil in the pot, add dried chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, ginger, and garlic and sauté until fragrant, then add stock. Once the broth boils, add duck blood, bean sprouts, and, um... do you have tripe?"

Master Liu was taken aback. He had never used tripe as food before. He shook his head and questioned, "Really, we don't use that. Can this stuff even be used as food?"

Lan Qi asked curiously, "Is this thing really edible?"

Yun Jin nodded: "Okay, but it needs to be cleaned thoroughly. I'll write down the cleaning method for you later."

Lan Qi immediately made a decision: "Okay, I'll have the butcher send over a tripe tomorrow, and we'll try making it first."

Yun Jin continued, "After cooking, cut it into strips. If you don't have tripe, you can use pork tenderloin slices instead. Once cooked, pour a spoonful of hot oil over it."

This method is quite novel, especially the final pouring of hot oil, which Master Liu has never tried before.

He looked at Lan Qi, who waved his hand: "Do as I say!"

Master Liu responded and got to work.

Yun Jin stood to the side watching, occasionally offering a few pointers.

At first, Master Liu was somewhat dismissive, but as he cooked and smelled the aroma wafting from the pot, his eyes gradually lit up.

The first dish to be served is Mao Xue Wang (a spicy Sichuan dish). A large bowl of red oil is bubbling, and the aroma of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns is irresistible. Floating on top are duck blood, bean sprouts, and slices of meat, making your mouth water just looking at it.

Next, the steamed tofu dish was also served.

The golden-yellow tofu and egg custard was as tender as tofu pudding, topped with a spoonful of meat sauce prepared by Chef Liu and sprinkled with chopped green onions, making it incredibly fragrant.

Lan Qi couldn't wait any longer. He picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of duck blood, and put it in his mouth.

Spicy and savory, the duck blood was tender and smooth. One bite and your tongue went numb, but the more numb it was, the more you wanted to eat. He then picked up a mouthful of bean sprouts, crisp and crunchy, coated in chili oil. They were so delicious that he squinted his eyes.

"Great! This is great!" Lan Qi ate several bites, sweat beading on his forehead, but he couldn't stop eating. He scooped up another spoonful of steamed tofu, which melted in his mouth. The savory meat sauce and the tender eggs and tofu melted in his mouth, creating a wonderful contrast with the spicy and numbing flavor of the Mao Xue Wang (a Sichuan hot pot dish).

"Jin'er," Lan Qi put down his chopsticks, his eyes shining, "Where did you learn all this? I've run a restaurant for so many years, and this is the first time I've ever eaten food like this!"

Yun Jin smiled and said vaguely, "I saw it in a book." Not wanting to dwell on the topic, she changed the subject, "Uncle, what do you think of these two dishes?"

"Great! That's fantastic!" Lan Qi slapped his thigh. "If we release this, it'll definitely be a hit!"

Yun Jin nodded, a sly smile on her face: "Uncle, how much is my idea worth?"

Lan Qi was taken aback, then burst into laughter, pointing at her and saying, "You little rascal, still trying to pull this on your cousin! Fine, tell me, how much do you want?"