Chapter 105
Chapter 105: Fu Chengque’s Dishes
On the table were three dishes, one red, one white, and one yellow.
The red one was glistening twice-cooked pork, the white one was “snow-like” tofu, and the yellow one was salt and pepper shrimp.
The steaming white rice was already served. Wen Yu held chopsticks, his eyes shifting between the three dishes, undecided on which one to try first.
He had already tried the salt and pepper shrimp, and it was okay. So, should he start with that? Fu Chengque sat opposite, her hands on the table, leaning forward with anticipation.
Seeing Wen Yu hesitating for a while, Fu Chengque grew impatient and urged, “Why aren’t you eating yet? It’s getting cold, hurry up and eat!”
Wen Yu glanced at her, noticing the apron hanging in front of her chest with the prominent words “Eating is important.”
“Your apron isn’t off.”
Fu Chengque glanced down and indeed, it wasn’t. She shrugged indifferently, “Forget it, it’s not dirty.”
She stood up again, showcasing it, then continued animatedly, “Among thousands of aprons, I spotted this one at a glance. It was shining at the time, you know? Look at this, ‘Meal Meal,’ cute, right?” She said, twisting her body lightly.
“Indeed, cute.”
“Hehe. Now that you’ve seen it, eat!”
After Wen Yu calmed down, she gritted her teeth and said, “Then I’ll try Fu Chengque’s twice-cooked pork first!”
“Sure!!”
He picked up a piece of meat, held it in front of his eyes, watched the red oil trickle down, the color, well, it was quite authentic, after all, as long as the chili bean paste wasn’t burnt, it would always have that color.
But this piece of meat…
“I sliced it quite thickly, and my knife skills aren’t that good, sorry…” Fu Chengque in front explained, blushing.
Quite thick.
Equivalent to half the thickness of a pinky finger. If this could be called “quite thick,” Wen Yu thought, then Fu Chengque’s “very thick slices of meat” would probably be an entire uncut piece.
Fortunately, this piece of meat had been boiled for half an hour, so it should be cooked.
Wen Yu tilted his head, his eyes passing over the meat, looking at Fu Chengque opposite.
Seeing her even more eager, her eyes shining, he had no choice but to swallow his refusal and replace it with hesitant words.
“Should I eat it?”
“Yes, eat it!”
“Should I really eat it?”
“Why aren’t you eating yet?”
“Is your phone charged?”
“Why are you asking that?”
“Do you have it?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good. Should I eat it?”
“Eat it!” Fu Chengque grew fierce.
Realizing there was no escape, Wen Yu made up his mind and took a bite of the meat, biting down hard.
In an instant, the oil and water in the meat gushed out, half flowing into Wen Yu’s mouth, and the other half trickling down his lips onto her chin. The oily sensation rushed to his head, causing intense dizziness—
This bite, incredibly dizzy!
But even so, he still chewed and swallowed it down.
Apart from being too thickly sliced and not forcing out the oil and water from the meat during cooking, resulting in too much oil in the meat, it had no other flaws!
“How is it, how is it? You seem to be enjoying it so much that you’re about to pass out!”
“Not bad, not bad, delicious!”
“Really!?”
“Really, you can try it later yourself.” Wen Yu nodded, praising, “Rich color, aromatic fragrance, fat but not greasy, lingering aftertaste, authentic, delicious!”
“Hehehe, it’s my first time making it too. When I chose this dish, I thought it would be quite challenging, but I still wanted to give it a try. I didn’t expect to succeed so easily…”
“No wonder it’s Fu Chengque, you really have the taste of a ‘top chef’ in this aspect.”
After saying that, he took out a tissue and wiped away the oil from the corner of his eyes and the tears from the corners of her mouth.
This subtle protection without leaving a trace, hoping that someone would understand in the future.
“Wow hahaha—” Fu Chengque was very happy, she laughed with her hands on her hips for a few moments, then pushed a plate of tofu over, “Try this again, even though it’s turned into crumbs, but…”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, tofu tastes good no matter how it’s made.”
“I think so too!”
Yeah, sure you do.
Wen Yu prepared himself for the worst, they say the first mouthful is poison, but the rest is medicine.
Without hesitation this time, he reached out with his chopsticks and reluctantly picked up two clumps of tofu crumbs, and put them in his mouth.
Immediately, a sour taste assaulted him.
This strong vinegar taste was only acceptable to people from the northwest.
Wen Yu’s cheeks twitched a few times, swallowed it down, surprisingly, this sour tofu crumbs mixed with the lingering pork fat in his mouth, unexpectedly tasted not bad, it even helped cut through the greasiness!
He couldn’t help but praise, “Surprising! Surprising!”
“What do you mean surprising!? What do you mean!?” Fu Chengque was ecstatic.
“I thought, with the tofu crumbs being crushed like this, it would definitely taste terrible…”
“That’s right, exactly!”
“It’s a bit terrible.”
“…”
“But!”
“Huh!?” The girl immediately perked up again.
“I dare to ask Chef Fu, did you add any special ingredients to it?”
“Huh? No, I didn’t…”
“You did, it’s sour, it’s a bit sour!”
“Vinegar?”
“Exactly, that’s it! You definitely added quite a bit of vinegar, unexpectedly, it goes really well with this dish, it boosts the appetite!”
“Hehehe—I accidentally shook my hand, I thought I added too much.”
“Great, this must be genius, acting on instinct, being self-taught, with just a slight shake of the hand, it turned out to be so naturally perfect!” Wen Yu praised, “Next time when Xiao Gua and the others come, you definitely have to make this dish again.”
“Wow hahaha—” Fu Chengque was proud, exhaling heavily, laughing so much that her mouth couldn’t close.
After a while, she looked at the most disappointing dish on the table, the salt and pepper shrimp, regretfully saying, “I originally had the most confidence in this dish, even went to the trouble of watching videos and making it the first dish, but now it seems to have the worst taste…”
“Really?”
Fu Chengque nodded, “Alright, how about this? I’ll eat this shrimp dish myself, and you can have the other two.”
Wen Yu was shocked, his soul trembling with anxiety, “No, I can’t!”
“Hmm?”
“I… I…” Wen Yu was a bit flustered, usually very talkative, but why was he stumbling now at such a critical moment?
“You?” Fu Chengque looked puzzled.
A light bulb went off in his head, he said, “Manager Fu.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Today, you cooked for me, right? Apart from the childhood antics, this is the first time you’ve cooked for me.”
“Yes, it’s not good.”
“No, it’s good, I really like it.” Wen Yu began to speak sincerely, “It’s a special feeling when you cook for me, a special experience. I’ve been looking forward to it very much these past few days. I’ve been telling myself that no matter how bad the food tastes, I have to finish it because it’s your sincerity.”
There was a sparkle in the girl’s eyes, quite moved.
He continued, “Today, this anticipation has become a reality, and I’ve tasted every dish you’ve made. The taste isn’t great, but it’s not bad either. You don’t usually cook much, so for you to put in so much effort for me, I’m really touched and grateful.”
Wen Yu looked up, staring directly into Fu Chengque’s eyes, “Thank you.”
The girl lowered her head, avoiding eye contact, suppressing her pounding heart.
After a moment, a soft voice came, “Manager Fu, the ‘salt and pepper shrimp’ is the first dish you cooked for me, which is significant to me. I don’t want you to take it away, let me have it, please?”
Fu Chengque looked up, then nodded repeatedly, “Alright, you eat it, you eat it.”
“Thank you.”
Wen Yu smiled slightly, slowly pushed aside the tofu and twice-cooked pork, and pulled the salt and pepper shrimp towards herself.
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