Chef at the University Canteen-Chapter 381 - 249: Junior Brother Xiaojiang, I Really Like You!_4

As for Siqi’s last question, "Did you miss Senior Sister?" Jiang Yu didn’t bother to respond. You don’t even need to think about it; what Siqi cares about is not this at all.

She loves butterfly pastry so much, the last time before she left, he specifically made her some to take back. Now seeing that he made peach blossom mille-feuille, can she hold back?

This little glutton, her drool might have already flowed all over the place!

Sure enough, just a few seconds later, Siqi’s message came back:

"What, what?! Peach blossom mille-feuille? Is it really delicious? Is it made with peach blossoms?"

Sure enough, she’s here for the peach blossom mille-feuille!

If he guessed correctly, she probably saw the "fan benefit" notification posted by the "Jiang University Seventh Dining Hall" while browsing Douyin...

Jiang Yu shook his head and chuckled, thinking this girl is so interesting, she clearly knew about it long ago, but is still pretending to be clueless.

"Yes, it’s made with peach blossom sauce, and the filling is made with crushed peanuts and glutinous rice flour. The crust is just an ordinary mille-feuille. It has a sweet, crispy texture with a light peach blossom aroma. I think you’ll like it."

Siqi: "Wow! Peach blossom sauce, just thinking about it makes it smell so good and delicious. I’m about to drool! Junior Brother Xiaojiang, you’re really amazing, I admire you so much!"

Luckily no one saw, otherwise Jiang Yu would have been embarrassed enough to dig a villa out of the ground:

"Just give me your address and Senior Sister Liu’s. When the pastry boxes arrive tomorrow, I’ll send some for both of you to try."

Siqi: "Oh oh, thank you Junior Brother Xiaojiang, you’re so wonderful. I really like you a lot! Hehe!"

They chatted a bit more, then ended the conversation.

Jiang Yu checked the time; it was almost four o’clock, about time to go back upstairs to prepare dinner.

He picked up the cup on the coffee table, took another sip of water, and then got up and left the private room, heading straight back up to the second floor.

In the kitchen on the second floor, Pei Guofu and two young apprentices were already in place, busy prepping ingredients according to the pre-ordered menu, while Du Guangning was seriously working on cold dishes.

Over the past few days, under Jiang Yu’s careful guidance, Du Guangning’s culinary skills in all aspects had made great progress. But to handle things independently, he was still lacking a bit; at least he needed to hone his skills a bit more.

After entering the kitchen, Jiang Yu went over to Du Guangning to take a look and realized that he was making a Sichuan cold dish, Husband and Wife Lung Slices.

Husband and Wife Lung Slices is a traditional dish from Sichuan’s Rongcheng, and despite the name, it contains no lung slices. It’s actually a cold beef offal dish, typically made with beef headskin, heart, tongue, tripe, and meat. After being braised, they’re sliced and topped with chili oil and Sichuan pepper powder as garnishes.

This cold dish is bright red and shiny, tender and tasty, with a spicy, aromatic flavor that’s very appealing.

Jiang Yu made Husband and Wife Lung Slices a few days ago and taught Du Guangning the method and key points.

The slicing skills are very important for this dish; the thinner the slices, the better, making it easier for the meat to absorb the flavors, thus enhancing the dish’s rich and strong taste.

At the moment, Du Guangning was pressing down on braised beef with one hand, and holding a knife with the other, carefully slicing the meat.

Jiang Yu watched for a while before turning around and leaving without disturbing him.

When someone is slicing meat, you shouldn’t start talking and startling them; they might get spooked, and if they lose their grip on the knife and get cut, there’d be no place to cry.

After turning away, Jiang Yu didn’t slack off either. He looked up at the menu posted on the wall and started working as well.

In no time, the kitchen was filled with various clattering sounds, as if a kitchen symphony was playing...