Baozi Xishi's Struggle

Chapter 332: Having a father who is a chef is different

After Shen Yu finished speaking, he pretended to be casual, without stopping peeling garlic, but carefully observed Qi Xi's reaction when he heard the ingredients used.

"Oh, secret soybean pork trotter casserole"

"Uh, pig's feet?"

Qixi followed along subconsciously, and only after he finished reading did he understand the ingredients used. He asked back in surprise.

Shen Yu nodded calmly: "Yes, it's stewed with pig's feet. It will be ready soon. Do you want to try it? It's delicious."

A series of expressions flashed across Qi Xi's face, including disbelief, hesitation, struggle, and gritting of teeth. Although he didn't say a word, Shen Yu was dazzled watching from the side.

For a moment, the two of them stared at each other in silence.

Yutao found it very interesting and finally couldn't help but burst into laughter. Shen Yu also laughed along.

Qi Xi felt a little embarrassed. He said hesitantly, "Girl, you really dare to use any ingredient to cook. Aren't pig feet used to make dog food? How can you cook them for people to eat?"

Shen Yu smiled and said, "In fact, if the pig's feet are properly processed, they can be used as a good ingredient for cooking."

"This dish is soft, elastic, sticky, fat but not greasy, with a strong sauce flavor. It's so delicious that you'll want to lick your fingers. It tastes so good."

"It is nutritious and nourishing, but people don't know its benefits because they don't know how to eat it."

"If you taste it after it's cooked, I guarantee you won't think pig's feet can only be used as dog food."

Qi Xi thought for a moment and said, "My father also said something similar. Ingredients can only taste good if you know how to cook them."

"If you don't know how to cook, even if you give him delicacies from land and sea, it will still be a waste and won't taste good."

"Although pig's legs sound smelly, sheep's trotters, chicken feet, duck feet, and goose feet are all feet, and they are all delicious. I guess pig's feet are the same."

The more Qi Xi spoke, the more he felt that what he thought was right. It was not strange at all that Miss Shen used pig's trotters to cook. Shen Yu nodded as he listened.

It’s different to have a father who is a chef. It was not difficult for Qixi to accept it. He convinced himself and there was no need for him to explain anything further.

Qi Xi saw that Shen Yu also agreed and knew that Miss Shen also thought what she said made sense.

He showed off even more enthusiastically: "The girl's cooking is always delicious. I believe that if she cleans the pig's feet, the taste will not be bad."

"Actually, what the girl did is not uncommon."

"My father told me about a chef he knew who preferred to eat insects."

"He loves to eat and cook things like silkworm pupae, bee pupae, cicadas, grasshoppers, and even scorpions and centipedes."

"My dad said he plucked up the courage to follow this master chef and tried deep-fried centipedes. He didn't expect the fried centipedes to be so crispy and fragrant, with a sweet aftertaste. They were delicious."

He described it vividly, as if the person sitting there and eating fried centipedes was not his father, but himself.

He spoke excitedly, but Shen Yu and Yu Tao's faces turned pale when they heard about the various insects. When they heard about eating poisonous centipedes and scorpions, Yu Tao even stood up and stood closely behind Shen Yu nervously.

Shen Yu has been afraid of insects since he was a child.

When I was in school, my classmates played a prank on me and put a large, wriggling green caterpillar in my pencil case.

When she opened the pencil case, her scream scared the principal who happened to be passing downstairs so much that he ran upstairs, thinking something big had happened.

Young Shen Yu was so scared that he cried until his hands and feet were numb. He was left with a psychological trauma and was afraid to even use his pencil case, let alone see insects.

Although we know that insects are edible, fried silkworm pupae are a local delicacy.

But Shen Yu, who was afraid of insects, felt his scalp tingling at the thought of it and he would stay away from it, let alone eat it.

After hearing Qi Xi's description, although he didn't stand up in fright like Yu Tao, he just pretended to be calm.

She forced a smile and changed the subject: "The master chef is quite amazing."

"Qi Xi, the pig's feet in the casserole are almost done. Do you want to have dinner with us here before leaving?"

As the aroma emanating from the casserole became stronger and stronger, 7-Up's initial hesitation had long since disappeared.

He thought for a moment and said, "Miss, can you fill some for me? I'll take it back and let the young master and I taste it together."

"If we have dinner here, it will be too late to go back. Our young master doesn't know how to have dinner yet."

Shen Yu smiled and said, "Why not? I stewed quite a bit today."

"It just so happens that the small casserole for the amber meat has arrived. I'll fill a portion for you later. You can take it home and heat it on the charcoal stove before eating."

Qi Xi hurriedly said, "Just put less in. I'm afraid the young master won't eat it."

Shen Yu smiled and said, "It depends on how you tell your young master. Just like what you just told me, it makes sense."

"Like chicken feet and duck feet, they are all edible ingredients and should be treated equally."

As they were talking, they heard Yucheng and Langdun coming in.

When Qi Xi heard that it was Yu Cheng and the others who had returned, he happily went to greet them.

When Yucheng and the others saw Qixi, they excitedly surrounded him and shouted, "Brother Qixi, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Three young boys were playing together in the yard, pushing each other and hugging each other.

Shen Yu opened the casserole and poked it with a bamboo chopstick to test it. The pig's feet inside had been stewed until they were soft and glutinous and could be taken off the stove.

Taking a small casserole, Shen Yu scooped five or six stewed pig's feet with a spoon and ladled some thick soup into it.

After filling most of the casserole, he covered the pot, put the contents in a small bamboo basket, and handed it to 7-Up.

Seeing that it was getting late, Qi Xi took the bamboo basket, thanked everyone, said goodbye, and left.

Yucheng and Dundun sent Qixi out, closed the courtyard door, came back, washed their hands, and rushed into the kitchen.

Yu Cheng walked in and sniffed like a puppy, his eyes sparkling as he asked, "Big sister, you made a new dish today, I've never smelled such a nice aroma before."

In the kitchen, amber meat was stewing on a low fire in a large iron pot, and pig's feet were stewing in a large casserole.

Although the two flavors are different, they are both overbearingly fragrant.

After a whole day of studying, the two hungry children, who were walking back with their school boxes on their backs, wanted to eat a big piece of meat immediately to satisfy themselves.

Li said angrily, "Hurry up and help Aunt Jiang serve the dishes. It's time for dinner."

Shen Yu put the casserole on the dining table, and Yucheng and Dundun also brought up some home-cooked dishes made by Jiang and Zheng Sanniang.

On weekdays, the evening meal is mostly pancakes and porridge, but today the meal is rice.

Shen Yu specifically asked for steamed rice. The rich and sticky broth from the stewed pig's feet goes best with rice.

Everyone sat down. Because there was a dish of stewed pig's feet on the table today, Shen Yu did not wait for Li to pick up his chopsticks first as usual.