Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten-Chapter 111 - 107: You Dare to Instruct a Master Chef Like Me?
On the west side of the city, a tranquil park stands leisurely, like a peaceful oasis.
Adjacent to the south side of the park, there stands a notable mansion.
This mansion, with its exorbitant price and impeccable quality, has become one of the city’s top residences.
Yang Yuxi’s parents live here!
At this moment.
Yang Yuxi, as usual, drives back to her mom’s place for lunch on Saturday afternoons.
"Xiaoxi! Where are you now?"
Just as she stepped into the elevator, Yang Yuxi received a call from her mom: "How long until you arrive? So I can have Uncle Wu start preparing the meal..."
Listening to her mom’s caring and expectant words, Yang Yuxi responds with a smile: "Mom, I’m already in the elevator, I’ll be there soon."
Her parents’ home is on the top floor, the elevator swiftly arrives, she puts away her phone, and steps out of the elevator.
Familiar with the way, she heads to the door and presses a sequence of numbers on the keypad lock.
The door opens in response...
Yang Yuxi happily shouts toward the inside of the house: "Mom, I’m back!"
Just as she finishes speaking.
A distinguished and composed figure immediately comes to greet her from the direction of the living room.
The person is none other than Yang Yuxi’s dad... Yang Deyi.
A man who maintains himself exceptionally well, even though he’s over fifty, time seems to have left little trace on him. His figure remains tall and fit, coupled with his tasteful and refined clothing, he appears like he’s in his forties.
"Oh, you finally decided to come back!"
Yang Deyi pretends to complain with a smile, but his eyes are full of affection and longing for his daughter. He even thoughtfully helps her get her slippers from the shoe cabinet.
"Yes, I’m back!"
Yang Yuxi instantly beams with a smile in response, looking very sweet.
She looks around and doesn’t see her mom’s figure, subconsciously asking: "Dad, where’s mom?"
This question makes Yang Deyi’s body freeze for a moment, his action of picking up the slippers pauses, but soon he relaxes, lightly sighs, puts the slippers in front of her, and says with a bit of teasing: "After finally coming back, you’re only looking for your mom? Can you ask for me first?"
Yang Yuxi: "..."
Uh, what’s that supposed to mean?
Aren’t you standing right here? Why do I need to look for you?
Oh, I get it, this old man is probably feeling a bit jealous...
If that’s the case!
She playfully teases him, "Dad, how about I go out first, and we start over? This time I’ll definitely ask for you first."
Yang Deyi: "..."
Are you acting with me here?!
He says speechlessly, "Forget it, next time just be more mindful when you come in!"
"Okay, I’ll remember. I’ll definitely greet you first when I come in next time!"
Yang Yuxi walks in while puffing her cheeks, closing the door behind her.
Yang Deyi chuckles indulgently, his voice becoming gentler, "Your mom hung up the phone and went to the kitchen to find Uncle Wu. Why don’t you wait for her in the living room?"
"Okay!"
She nods, slides into her slippers, and follows her dad into the living room.
In the living room, the TV screen is showing a dramatic melodramatic romance, while on the coffee table, there’s a cup of rich coffee quietly exuding a light fragrance.
Seeing the coffee her mom usually drinks while watching dramas, Yang Yuxi instantly realizes her mom just left for a moment.
She walks over to the coffee table, grabs a handful of fresh cherries from the fruit bowl, then elegantly sits down on the side of the sofa, beginning to savor the sweet fruit.
The sweet and sour flavor of the cherries spreads in her mouth, making her tempted to taste them one after another.
Just at this moment...
The sliding door of the kitchen opens slowly, and Shu Meiling, exuding an elegant and noble aura, walks out from the kitchen.
As she walks, she asks with a smile, "Is Xiaoxi back?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Yuxi turns her head and joyfully responds, "Mom, you guessed right! It’s me. What did you ask Uncle Wu to make that’s delicious for me?"
"Nothing special, just preparing some dishes you usually love." Shu Meiling smiles gently, seeing her eating cherries, thinking she must be starving, she thoughtfully says, "Are you hungry? How about we start eating first, and when Uncle Wu finishes the twice-cooked pork, we’ll have him bring it out?"
Twice-cooked pork?
Yang Yuxi’s eyes light up.
"Mom, I’m not hungry yet, let’s wait a bit before we start eating! I’ll first go to the kitchen to check out how Uncle Wu’s twice-cooked pork is turning out!"
With that, she eagerly gets up and heads to the kitchen.
As she passes by Shu Meiling, she doesn’t forget to show respect, putting a cherry in her mouth.
This scene is witnessed by Yang Deyi, who can’t help but feel a bit jealous.
He has been sitting here for a while now, yet he hasn’t seen his daughter feed him a cherry, feeling that his little darling isn’t too considerate!
Shu Meiling watches Yang Yuxi’s back, a smile hanging on her lips, saying, "This child, whenever it’s about twice-cooked pork, she gets all excited, I wonder who she takes after for being a foodie."
With that, she gives Yang Deyi a meaningful glance.
Yang Deyi: "..."
Hey hey hey, what are you implying with that look?
You’re saying that the foodie habit is something our daughter inherited from me?
Yang Deyi expressed: He won’t bear responsibility for this pot!
But he didn’t dare to respond with a comeback and could only laugh awkwardly at his wife.
What? 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Say he’s afraid of his wife?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Spoiling your wife, how could that be called fear, right?!
At this moment, Yang Yuxi, who unknowingly earned the nickname "Glutton" from her mom, came to the kitchen door and pushed open the sliding door.
Actually, she wasn’t being a glutton; she just wanted to share Huang Jun’s method for making twice-cooked pork with Uncle Wu so that Uncle Wu could make it even more delicious.
"Uncle Wu, you’re busy!"
Uncle Wu was busy cutting ingredients, and upon hearing this greeting, he instinctively turned his head.
Seeing that it was Yang Yuxi, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Oh, it’s Xiaoxi, how did you get in here? Are you hungry? The twice-cooked pork will be ready soon; why don’t you go sit for a while outside first? It’s smoky in here, so don’t dirty your clothes."
"It’s no problem!"
Yang Yuxi didn’t mind and went straight toward him.
"Xiaoxi, do you have something to say to Uncle Wu?" Uncle Wu saw her coming in and thought she wouldn’t come to the kitchen without a reason, so he asked with a smile.
"Uncle Wu, I do have something I want to discuss with you." Yang Yuxi nodded.
"What’s the matter? Tell me, Uncle Wu is listening!" Uncle Wu continued with his task and curiously asked.
"Uncle Wu, I just wanted to give you a small suggestion."
Yang Yuxi tried to express her thoughts as simply and clearly as possible: "Uncle Wu, I think when making twice-cooked pork, you can start by not adding garlic first, and instead add it right before taking the dish out of the pan, so the garlic flavor will be more pronounced. Additionally, when stir-frying the pork slices, you could try adding a little thirteen-spice powder, which would make the pork even tastier."
???
Uncle Wu’s eyes widened like saucers, almost popping out of his sockets; he stared at Yang Yuxi in utter disbelief.
His expression seemed to say: Xiaoxi, you, who can’t even manage to make tomato scrambled eggs without a fiasco, are now daring to instruct me, a chef with decades of experience? This is quite a humorous spectacle!
Faced with Uncle Wu’s skepticism, Yang Yuxi showed an extraordinary firmness.
Her lips curled slightly, and her eyes shone with confidence. She said in a steady voice, "Uncle Wu, trust me; following my advice this time definitely won’t go wrong! I promise not to steer you wrong."
She pleaded, shaking Uncle Wu’s arm playfully, her voice soft and sweet: "Uncle Wu, just trust me this time, won’t you, Uncle Wu～"
Uncle Wu looked at her with doubts still lingering but couldn’t refuse since the young miss of the household had spoken directly, so he reluctantly agreed.
Uncle Wu took a deep breath, temporarily setting aside his concerns and began to cook the twice-cooked pork according to Yang Yuxi’s method.
With skilled technique, he stir-fried the pork belly until slightly curled, with the fat part becoming translucent and oily.
Then, he added Pixian bean paste and thirteen spices, carefully stir-frying to ensure each piece of pork was evenly coated with the bright red sauce.
During the stir-frying process, a rich aroma started to spread, a tempting mix of salty bean paste, complex spice notes of thirteen spices, and the inherent fragrance of pork belly.
This aroma was something Uncle Wu had never experienced in his previous cooking!
With precise control of heat, the twice-cooked pork gradually took on a bright, glossy appearance, making it incredibly appetizing.
Uncle Wu then sprinkled a small handful of crushed garlic into the mix.
In an instant...
The spiciness of the garlic perfectly merged with the aroma of the pork, enveloping the entire kitchen in this enticing scent.
When the dish was ready, Uncle Wu eagerly picked up a piece of the twice-cooked pork and tasted it.
Instantly.
His eyes widened with astonishment, his face full of disbelief.
This taste was unexpectedly incredible...
The pork belly was cooked to perfection; the outer layer was crisp and golden, while the inside remained tender and juicy.
Every bite offered a rich texture, from the crisp exterior to the delicate and savory meat within.
The fat content was mastered perfectly, contributing a smooth, non-greasy quality that enhanced the tenderness.
The unique aroma of the thirteen-spice and the spicy garlic blended seamlessly, injecting a more profound fragrance into the dish, as if adding finishing touches that made it even more delectable.
At this moment...
Uncle Wu felt an indescribable surprise and admiration flooding his heart.
He had to admit that cooking the twice-cooked pork according to Yang Yuxi’s method truly elevated the dish to a new height.
He couldn’t help but look at Yang Yuxi with newfound respect, while a big question mark formed in his mind: When did this girl gain such a profound understanding of culinary arts?
Of course, as Uncle Wu knew well from years of knowing Yang Yuxi, this girl didn’t possess such advanced culinary insight.
Could it be...
There was some master behind the scenes offering guidance?
He asked curiously, "Xiaoxi, where did you learn this unique cooking method?"
"I watched the chef at our kindergarten do it and secretly noted it down in my heart," Yang Yuxi replied earnestly.
What?
The kindergarten chef?!
Uncle Wu’s face showed an expression of disbelief, eyes wide as if he had heard something astonishing.
But seeing Yang Yuxi’s earnest look, he understood it was all true.
Nonetheless.
Nowadays, even kindergarten chefs are so skilled and secretive in their artistry?
