I'm the Culinary God

"Alright, alright, Yan Bao, GO! GO! GO!"

Everyone packed up, grabbed their fishing gear, and then followed Chen Yan’s car towards the suburbs.

The Black Pit wasn’t far, just in a small village outside the sixth ring road.

When the car arrived, the Black Pit was surrounded by anglers, with quite a few people just watching on the side.

Obviously, everyone was taking advantage of the New Year’s holiday to get their fix.

A man in his fifties limped over, and when he saw Chen Yan and Shen Jiayue, he quickly greeted them:

"Miss Shen, Miss Chen, you’re here... Seems like all the fishing spots are taken; too many people these days. How about I arrange a corner spot for you? No charge, just enjoy yourself."

He walked with a bit of a limp, but he was very enthusiastic. His clothes were neat and clean, suggesting he was a careful person.

When Chen Yan saw so many people, she said with a smile:

"No need, Uncle Shang, we’re just here to have fun. Do you still have any chickens or ducks left?"

Uncle Shang took out cigarettes and offered them to Lin Xu and Yue Liyue. Seeing that neither smoked, he didn’t light any either but instead put them back in the packet.

He said:

"No chickens left, I had already given out most of them before. Just yesterday, an old customer thought our chickens were good and bought up the remaining dozens. Now I only have over twenty ducks, I’m planning to sell them at a low price."

"What about the pigs?"

"I’ve slaughtered two pigs, sold the rest to the slaughterhouse... the village committee doesn’t allow private butchering, fearing germs."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xu curiously asked:

"Why are you in such a hurry to deal with them? Busy heading home for the New Year?"

Upon this question, Uncle Shang’s face, once full of smiles, was suddenly filled with sorrow. He pointed at the overcrowded fish pond and said:

"The village chief’s brother-in-law has eyes on this place, wants me to vacate it before the Spring Festival, or else anything I raise here will die... In fact, the contract still has two years, but who cares about that."

His face was full of grievance, unwillingness, and regret.

The fish pond and the small hill where he raised chickens were both tidied up by him piece by piece. Only in the past two years had business improved, and already people were envious. Luckily, it’s a civilized society now, and everyone is concerned with appearances.

Otherwise, he could have been driven out by now.

Upon hearing this, Shen Jiayue, who was just about to catch some ducks, got furious:

"This is ridiculous! Uncle Shang, you should report them, we’ll help you find a lawyer."

Yue Liyue, the passionate young man, was also filled with righteous indignation:

"Expose them online, we have media channels, don’t worry, we can definitely make them famous overseas."

"It’s useless; even if I hold on for two more years under the contract, so what? By then, they wouldn’t even need to poison; just set off firecrackers around here, and the chickens and ducks will eventually be scared to death... I’ve already made up my mind, after all, I’ve saved some money this year, next year I’ll find a place to work, and won’t worry about contractual farming."

Uncle Shang had evidently resigned to his fate.

Previously, the reason he generously gave out chickens and ducks was to bid farewell to this place.

Shen Jiayue couldn’t stand this situation, and anxiously stomped her feet:

"Xu Bao, quickly think of a solution, this kind of village bully should be caught by brother-in-law and sent to make sewing machines in prison."

Lin Xu thought for a moment, then looked at Uncle Shang and asked:

"Uncle, have you found a place to work next year?"

"No, my legs aren’t nimble, and your aunt is getting on in age, it’s hard to find work now."

Lin Xu asked again:

"If we could provide you a job, what salary would you consider reasonable to accept?"

"Together, if the two of us made around six or seven thousand, that would be fine."

Lin Xu glanced at the ducks playing not far away, each plump and likely weighing around ten pounds, of excellent quality.

Based on the last rooster Shen Jiayue and Chen Yan brought back, he reckoned Uncle Shang must have his own insights in animal husbandry.

Thinking about the Ginkgo Garden’s unmanaged fish ponds, where they needed to raise chickens and ducks on a larger scale, he said:

"I can provide you with a job, seven thousand for each of you, with food and accommodation included. Your work would be similar to now, raising fish, chickens, and ducks, and the work environment is quite nice, inside a Ginkgo Garden, no village bullies to harrass you or create trouble..."

Before he could finish, Uncle Shang eagerly nodded and said:

"I’ll go, I’ll go, don’t worry, young man, I can raise anything you want, all fat and healthy."

Enthusiastically rubbing his hands, he quickly walked towards a nearby tin house, planning to make tea for these young folks.

Shen Jiayue blinked her eyes.

Just when you thought someone would stand up for them, how did it turn into you finding them a job?

Dou Wenjing was also here today, and Lin Xu said to her:

"In a bit, sign a work agreement with Uncle Shang in the name of the company, then get a hold of Uncle Shang’s contract, and ask Brother Feng to help negotiate a transfer fee."

Lin Xu couldn’t tackle the crackdown on gang activities, so he could only try to use legal means to help Uncle Shang get some transfer money.

Of course, if Brother Feng could manage, it would be better to get the culprits sent to make sewing machines in prison.

Dou Wenjing agreed, and went over to the tin house to communicate with Uncle Shang.

Curiously, Shen Jiayue asked:

"If Brother Feng manages to get them in, wouldn’t Uncle Shang be able to continue contracting this place?"

Zeng Xiaoqi shook her head:

"No matter how the matter is handled, Uncle Shang’s not suitable for contracting land here anymore. Even if we got them incarcerated, their relatives would still be around. Staying here would just lead to more bullying; it’d be better to head to Ginkgo Garden."

Chen Yan said:

"I’ll talk to Ren Jie after he gets off work about this; see if he can intervene... we can’t just be constantly thinking about eating and drinking, we’ve also got to do some positive things... Little Dundun, does Big Auntie make sense?"

Dundun, who was being held by Xiao Qing, rolled his eyes, and unusually raised his paw to give Chen Yan a high five.

Obviously, the little guy agreed with Big Auntie.

As they were chatting, Qiang Ge, who had been silent, pointed to the meat hanging outside the tin house and asked:

"Boss Lin, what kind of meat is that? People hang that where I live too, but it doesn’t look like bacon, because it seems to have a soy sauce glaze."

Lin Xu took a look and said with a smile:

"That’s soy sauce meat. The method is pretty simple. Once made, it’s full of soy sauce flavor, and compared to bacon, it’s more suited to Northern tastes..."

When it came to meat, Shen Jiayue, who was originally brimming with righteousness, suddenly became interested:

"Soy sauce meat? What kind of meat is that? Is it delicious, Xu Bao? Can you make it?"

"I can. As long as you know how to make soy sauce cucumbers, you can make this soy sauce meat. It’s simple, and from preparation to completion, it can take a few days to up to half a month."

Hearing this, Shen Jiayue became even more interested:

"Why don’t you make some at home? I want to try it."

"Sure, no problem!"

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My Xiong Bao was diagnosed with feline adrenal hyperactivity, it made me cry for a long time, felt so sorry for him. Apologies for the delayed update, sorry everyone. This Chapter has 5200 words, please give me a monthly ticket!