The Gourmet Customizer

Chapter 267: Chapter 131: New-Style Flaky Dish and Wild Blade Technique

The Jiang Brothers were stunned. ’We never said we were including you... Why does Elder Lu have to get in on every little thing?’

Of course, Liu Ahbao, far away in the Capital City, had no idea that before his competition had even begun, his boss had inexplicably become his uncle!

Who could stand that!

Su Chen, standing to the side, was in a state of utter confusion the entire time.

’No, this isn’t how things are done! Don’t drag me into your Oath of the Peach Garden! Especially Lu Yongliang—at his age, Su Chen is practically his grandson. Is it really appropriate for his seniority to suddenly jump so high?’

’Just the other day I was still calling Shang Mingke ’big brother,’ and now the next time we meet, he’ll be my nephew?’

Cui Yufen watched as the men blatantly tried to force a connection with Boss Su.

A pure, shameless attempt.

"I think Xiaosu does look a bit like a few of my younger relatives. Why don’t you become sworn siblings with me too? I’m a few years younger than Old Lu, so you can all just call me Second Sister."

Su Chen: ???

"Alright, it’s settled then!" Lu Yongliang agreed on everyone’s behalf. "I’m the Eldest Brother, Yufen is the Second Sister, you two brothers are still brothers, and Boss Su is the youngest!"

Things were getting more and more ridiculous, and Su Chen was just about to open his mouth to refuse.

’Are you kidding me? How old am I? To suddenly have a bunch of sixty and seventy-year-old brothers and a sister... who could handle that?’

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Cui Yufen grab his hand and stuff something into it.

"This is just a small token from your Second Sister. Take it. You’re not allowed to refuse, you hear!"

Su Chen gave it a squeeze. ’Judging by the thickness, this must be at least ten thousand.’ The words of refusal were forcefully swallowed back down. "Greetings, Second Sister!"

"Well now!" Lu Yongliang slapped his thigh. "I didn’t prepare anything, but Old Wu, don’t you worry. When we have dinner tonight, your Eldest Brother will definitely give you a big red envelope!"

"That’s right, Old Wu. You’re the youngest. Brother San won’t treat you poorly either!"

Jiang Wensheng nodded along. "Me too!"

Su Chen clasped his hands together and bowed to his new elders. "Thank you, my dear brothers! It’s getting late. Your little brother will go start cooking now!"

Cui Yufen’s group of disciples watched this scene, staring at each other in bewilderment.

’In less than a few minutes, we’ve gained a Martial Uncle out of thin air?’

’Isn’t this a little too casual?’

Wang Peixing stared at the red envelope Su Chen had just stuffed into his suit pants. ’Isn’t that the damn red envelope I prepared for my master?’

’It has ten thousand and one yuan inside!’

Damn it!

’I lost eight thousand yuan on breakfast, and now the red envelope for my master has been passed right into Boss Su’s hands. Boss Su, are you some kind of demon!’

Su Chen was completely unaware of the sorrow in Wang Peixing’s heart.

Su Chen was seen selecting a medium-sized stainless steel pot, which he placed on a stove without turning on the flame.

On another stove sat a large iron wok, into which he placed two pig’s trotters, a pork fore-knuckle, and two pieces of pork skin from the kitchen.

Immediately after, he poured a full half-bottle of cooking wine into the wok!

"What is Boss Su doing? I can’t guess at all."

"What ’Boss Su’? He’s our Martial Uncle now! Oh, no, we should call him... Fifth Martial Uncle!"

"Damn, even though that’s his seniority now, it still feels weird."

"This is just simple ingredient prep. He’s blanching the trotters and knuckle to remove the scum and the gamey smell. You can’t tell much from this. Let’s just keep watching. Maybe we’ll have an epiphany."

Just as Shi Qi said, this was the most basic of food preparation techniques. There was nothing mysterious about it; basically, anyone who knew how to cook understood this step.

As the water in the wok heated up, Su Chen began to carefully wash the kelp he had bought, rubbing it clean in a basin.

The kelp bought from the supermarket was already rehydrated, so it just needed to be washed clean before being used. This saved quite a bit of trouble.

He set the cleaned kelp aside.

Next was preparing the chicken.

When he made the "Longevity Duck" in the past, Su Chen had practiced the technique of deboning a chicken or duck through the neck opening without damaging the meat.

This time, it came in handy.

He chopped an opening at the chicken’s neck and inserted a long knife. Su Chen was seen holding the chicken with his left hand while twisting the knife in his right hand back and forth.

Every so often, he would pull the knife out and then reach in with his fingers to pull out a few bones.

A technique like this made his new "martial nephews" gasp in amazement again and again.

After all, they rarely needed to use chicken prepared this way, so almost no one knew how to debone a whole chicken like this.

Once the whole chicken was prepared, Su Chen got another pot going. He added cold water, along with a lot of cooking wine and a few slices of ginger.

"Blanching the chicken, blanching the pork... and for the pork, he’s only using trotters and knuckle. This can’t help but remind me of a certain dish." Liu Fu glanced at the kelp Su Chen had just prepared and spoke with near certainty.

"What dish is it, Eldest Martial Brother?" Wang Peixing was relatively young and couldn’t think of any dish that would use all these ingredients at the same time.

Liu Fu said, "Don’t your families make Su Guo for the New Year? It looks to me like Elder Su... I mean, Martial Uncle, is making Su Guo!"

"Hiss!" Shi Qi looked over the ingredients on the cutting board several times. "I think you’re right! Look, he’s even got napa cabbage ready over there!"

"Tsk, speaking of Su Guo, I absolutely have to try it today. We’ll just have to see if our Martial Uncle’s version is authentic." Liu Fu stroked his smooth chin.

Young people these days might not be interested in this sort of thing, but for someone his age, Su Guo was an absolute must-have delicacy every year!

He remembered last New Year, Liu Fu had been so busy all day that he didn’t have time to make Su Guo. That evening, looking at the dozen or so dishes on the table for the New Year’s Eve dinner, something just felt off.

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