I'm the Culinary God

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Lin Xu watched everyone scrambling, feeling like he was competing with classmates for a spicy hot pot in the school cafeteria. He didn’t disturb them, exchanged a quick glance, and left the private room, returning to the second floor.

In front of the booth, Shen Guofu poured himself another glass of liquor. At this moment, he was happily gnawing on a piece of a goose wing, taking a couple of bites of meat, then sipping some liquor.

Ah, this feeling is truly pleasant.

"Little Xu really did a great job, it pairs well with both food and drink. The meat is firm and chewy, delicious. Such a tasty dish, I wouldn’t trade it for anything."

Lin Xu sat down, pulled a piece of goose leg meat from the pot into his bowl, and said with a smile:

"There’s still a pot of fatty intestines in the kitchen, it’s made the same way, once it’s ready, everyone should try it."

Fatty intestines?

Shen Guofu instantly forgot what he just said:

"You mean you made flame drunken fatty intestines using the flame drunken goose method? Wow, that must be good. I’ll have to eat more of that, never had fatty intestines like this before."

Han Shuzhen said:

"You can eat more goose meat, but forget about the fatty intestines. They’re too greasy, eating too much might upset your stomach."

"No, no, with my stomach, I can even eat bricks..."

Old Shen was about to brag about how his stomach could handle bricks when Director Han gave him a look, and he immediately changed his tune:

"Yes, my stomach is indeed a bit weak, I shouldn’t eat things that are too fatty or oily."

Having said that, he went back to gnawing on a fatty and oily goose butt.

Today’s goose butts had been cleaned thoroughly, and biting into the fatty, firm goose butt made oil flow in one’s mouth, creating a satisfying experience.

The flavor of the sauce had completely permeated the goose meat, and with its fresh and spicy taste, one bite was enough to make it hard to stop.

Shen Jiayue took a bite of rice, it was her first time trying this dish and she found it delightful with its fragrance and freshness, especially the bone-in goose meat that provided the joy of gnawing bones while retaining the fresh aroma of the goose.

"It’s really delicious. Would you make it more often in the future, Xu Bao?"

"Sure, just let me know when you want to eat it, and I’ll make it for you."

Lin Xu ate half a bowl of rice, guessing that the fatty intestines in the kitchen were about done, and put down his bowl and chopsticks to head to the kitchen. He opened the lid of the pan, and a rich aroma wafted into his nostrils.

The fatty intestines were tender, and the rosy sauce evenly coated the surface, making them look tantalizing.

Needless to say, the idea of adding dark soy sauce to the sauce was the right choice, making the appearance even more enticing.

He added green chili peppers, stirred them a couple times, then added garlic shoots, turned off the heat and served them in a dry pot as well. As soon as it was brought outside, Shen Guofu reached out with chopsticks to pick up a piece of intestine and popped it into his mouth.

"It has to be intestines, it’s only satisfying when eaten with plenty of oil."

The fatty intestines were indeed delicious, especially with a bit of dry pot sauce, giving them a subtle spicy numb flavor that wasn’t overpowering but stirred the soul.

One could say that the spicy numb flavor has an immense effect on increasing appetite.

Even those with little appetite couldn’t help but pick up a bowl of rice and eat a big serving when faced with this kind of dish.

"Little Xu, in a couple of days I’ll be inviting Old Tan and others for a meal. By then, let’s serve them a big portion of this goose and fatty intestines and let them enjoy it."

Lin Xu didn’t expect his father-in-law to host again and nodded:

"Sure, no problem, I’ll have all the good food and drinks prepared."

Hearing this, Shen Guofu went back to tackling the meat in front of him, whether it was goose meat or intestines, he loved it all, and after drinking three glasses of liquor and eating three bowls of rice, he was stuffed full.

In the following days, Lin Xu’s life returned to its usual calm.

On the other hand, Shen Jiayue remained quite active, first helping Shang Weixing and his wife move their personal belongings to Ginkgo Garden, then pushing Brother Feng to hurry up and get the person taking over the fishpond to make the payment, keeping herself very busy.

From fishing at Shang Weixing’s pond to now, she had always looked at this matter from the perspective of an observer.

She paid no attention to the changes in the village because helping someone was the initial intention, and Ginkgo Garden’s need for someone like Shang Weixing was also the initial intention.

As for the rest, it had nothing to do with Shen Jiayue.

Ren Jie, due to a lack of level, didn’t get too involved in the underground casino case.

Only Old Sun cared about it because it was a merit he offered to Ren Jie. If he didn’t push it a bit, and Ren Jie’s name accidentally got moved down a few places on the case report, the significance of the merit would be greatly reduced.

"It seems they caught a few tigers from Beijing, well, not really tigers, more like leopards, but still pretty good, it’s like eliminating harm for the people."

Old Sun took a sip of liquor and concisely informed everyone about the outcome of the case.

The case was interesting, transitioning from SWAT to criminal police, then to an anti-black special task force, and finally to the discipline inspection commission, with Old Sun following up and getting involved throughout.

Now that the dust had settled, he was so happy that he drank several cups of liquor in a row.

With more liquor, the words flowed:

"That Cao Liu is no ordinary guy, remember when Ren Jie caught a group of fugitives during a meal? That group came to Beijing through Cao Liu..."

Chen Yan asked with curiosity:

"Why did they come to Beijing?"

"To make money, of course. If they didn’t get exposed, they hoped to blend in and stay to make money. If they were exposed, they had the mentality of risking it all for one big score... Nationwide fugitives either go abroad or head to Beijing. Few actually hide away in the mountains and live anonymously."

Thinking about her husband dealing with such people, Chen Yan felt a wave of fear.