Era: You're asked to cook a home-style dish, but you cook Wellington.

Chapter 162 Steamed Fish Head with Chopped Chili

Five days later, the Fujita family's first restaurant in Yicheng opened as scheduled, attracting numerous media outlets to flock to it.

"Gao Yang, aren't you worried?"

Lin Ran rarely sits in the kitchen, eating a lollipop while watching Gao Yang's technique.

Gao Yang is making chopped chili fish head. He puts the chopped green peppers aside, opens the earthenware jar, and scoops out the chopped chili from inside.

"Lin Ran, some things can't be rushed."

"Since the Japanese Emperor visited our country last year, our exchanges with Japan have increased. Their opening of a restaurant here is just the beginning of our two countries' contact, and we must make sure they get a taste of success."

"Besides, if a small country like Japan opens a restaurant on our turf and boosts our consumption, we're the ones who ultimately profit. Once the novelty wears off, life will return to normal."

Lin Ran pursed her lips, helplessly pulled over a leek, and tugged at it repeatedly.

"But it's just boring after all. Look at it now, there's not a single person in the shop."

The slender leaves of the chives were torn off, and the green juice splattered and splattered onto Lin Ran's hands.

Lin Ran was completely unaware of this and continued tearing at the leaves by herself.

Gao Yang found this quite amusing.

"What, you're not happy about the vacation I'm giving you now? Have you forgotten how busy you were before?"

"In that case, you won't be taking any more breaks. You'll be working in the shop every day."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ran immediately became anxious, quickly throwing away the chive leaves in her hand and waving her hand, saying, "No, no, that won't do. I've already thought about where I'm going to go when I have time off in a couple of days."

She stood up, smelling the sour and spicy aroma of chopped chili peppers in the air, and felt tears welling up in her eyes.

Gao Yang threw a spoonful of lard into the pot and poured in the bright red chopped chili peppers.

"Splash!"

The scalding hot lard roasts the bright red chopped chili peppers, instantly activating the originally calm sour and spicy flavor.

The tangy and salty flavors, combined with other distinct tastes, create a rich aroma that fills the entire kitchen.

Lin Ran was initially choked, but then she realized what was happening, and the hot, spicy aroma filled her mouth.

She looked at the white figure in front of the iron pot, standing in the middle of a storm of white smoke, as if it were a battlefield.

Gao Yang was the supreme commander of this battle. He controlled the wok with one hand and stirred it with the other. The bright red chopped peppers rolled and jumped in the iron wok, each piece coated with golden oil. Although it was not finished, it was enough to foresee the deliciousness of the finished product.

"It smells so good, so wonderful!"

Wang Biao suddenly appeared from somewhere, looked at the two of them, and then at the chopped peppers in the pot. His eyes lit up.

"Oh, Master, you sneaked food with Lin Ran without telling me!"

Wang Biao's speech was somewhat slurred because he had too much saliva and couldn't swallow it in time.

He hurried over and saw the fish head in the steamer.

The fish head was white and tender, the eyes were bright, and the fish meat was plump. It was obviously a live fish delivered this morning, and its freshness was beyond question.

"Hehe, luckily I made it in time."

Wang Biao stood to the side, rubbing his hands together. If the fish head wasn't still a semi-finished product, he would have wanted to grab it with his bare hands.

"Hey, you're back! What do you think of the new restaurant Little Notebook opened?"

Lin Ran glanced at Wang Biao casually.

Wang Biao didn't deny it, and just shrugged.

"What's so interesting about it? It's just a few immortals standing on a platform shouting slogans."

"It's one thing to just shout slogans, but to also need someone to translate them is another matter entirely, and the translations always sound weird."

After shouting "A wise man submits to circumstances" in a high-pitched voice, Wang Biao shrugged and sighed deeply.

"Sigh, they advertised it so much a few days ago, I thought it was going to be really good, but now it seems like it's utterly boring."

"Haha, you've lost out. You used a day off to get this thing."

Lin Ran was as excited as a child. Hearing that Wang Biao had been thwarted, she was so happy that she almost jumped up.

Wang Biao rolled his eyes at her, then looked at Gao Yang.

Gao Yang didn't have time to pay attention to their bickering. After pouring out the fishy water from the fish head, he spread half of it with stir-fried chopped chili peppers and the other half with diced green chili peppers.

Two different colored chilies, one red and one green, are placed on the fish head, making it look especially appetizing.

After steaming the fish head for three minutes, the freshness was slightly fishy. With the addition of these two types of chili peppers, the fishy smell was quickly suppressed, leaving only the freshness and chili peppers blended together.

Having done all this, he put the lid on the cage and turned the firepower up to maximum.

"By the way, Master, why did you decide to make this in the kitchen today?"

Gao Yang took a rag and casually wiped his hands a couple of times.

"Because if someone wants to eat it, they have to try it."

"Who is it? Who is it?"

Lin Ran took the lollipop, which had almost completely turned white, out of her mouth, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked on with a gossipy expression.

Gao Yang glanced at her speechlessly and sat down in the chair.

Who is it?

It's not hard to guess; it's Su Wanqing, of course.

Since taking on the title of the next head of the Su family, Su Wanqing has become increasingly busy.

When she returned to Yicheng this time, she specifically asked Gao Yang to make chopped chili fish head to treat herself.

Gao Yang looked at the kitchen door, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

After about ten minutes, Lin Ran and Wang Biao could no longer hold back.

"Is it done? Is it done now?"

Looking at these two, Gao Yang was truly helpless. They did nothing but freeload.

But he was just trying it out anyway, so he gently lifted the lid of the steamer.

"Whoosh."

In an instant, white mist shot into the sky, and droplets of water fell from the edge of the steamer lid.

After being steamed over high heat for a short time, the green peppers and chopped chili peppers became even more vibrant in color.

The bright red chopped chili peppers are glossy and moist, and the red oil slowly seeps into the fish meat along the texture, dyeing the tender white fish meat slightly red, while the green chili pepper pieces remain fresh, crisp and firm.

The contrasting red and green colors on the fish head are almost dazzling, and the combination of the two types of chili peppers with the aroma of the fish is irresistible.

"Wow, this smells amazing!"

Wang Biao went straight to the steamer, his eyes wide open.

"Master, your fish head is amazing. I've been making this for so many years and I've never seen anyone do it like you."

Lin Ran also stood on tiptoe, her little nose twitching constantly, and the lollipop in her mouth no longer tasted good.

"Gao Yang, you made this for me, right? I want to be the first to eat it."

Wang Biao snatched a pair of chopsticks.

"Hehe, sorry, I was the first one."

Gao Yang found the two of them amusing.

He slowly took the fish head out of the steamer and poured a spoonful of hot oil over it.

With a "sizzle," the aroma of the fish became even more pronounced.

"Alright, alright, stop fighting, everyone should have a taste."

He also handed Lin Ran a pair of chopsticks.