I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 782 - 344: Truly a Delicacy Praised by the Ancients in Poetry! The Mass Production Method of Fish! [Seeking Monthly Ticket] _2

Chapter 782: Chapter 344: Truly a Delicacy Praised by the Ancients in Poetry! The Mass Production Method of Fish! [Seeking Monthly Ticket] _2

With that, he picked up the baking tray and went to the kitchen. He planned to arrange a plate to take upstairs so everyone could have a taste.

What was going on? wondered Shen Baobao, who was in the middle of eating fish.

"You stop right there! Kiss me and then run? Do you think you can get away?"

The girl leaned in, wrapped her arms around his neck, and resolutely kissed him twice before letting the exasperated yet amused Lin Xu go.

The roasted fish curled up as it cooked, and due to the fish’s anatomy, the pieces naturally formed comma-like shapes. Lin Xu arranged these fish pieces on a plate with the narrow ends of the ’commas’ pointing outward and the bulk of the fish meat inward, creating a pattern resembling a wheel of fire.

Finally, he sliced a few pieces of White Radish, carved them into orchid shapes, and placed them in the center of the plate. After this simple garnish, he had a server take the dish out.

As for the remaining fish, he divided it into two portions. One was left in the kitchen for the staff to taste, and the other was brought out for Shen Baobao to enjoy with her beer.

He also let Shu Yun and the others try it. After all, they would be serving this traditional roasted Fish in the future, so it was important for everyone to taste it to better describe it to the customers.

「Upstairs in the private room.」

The professors, who were enjoying their drinks, became completely intrigued when the roasted Fish was brought to the table.

Tian Qinglan tasted it and said with a smile, "No wonder Wang Wei wrote in his poem, ’If the mackerel Fish from the river town is not sent, how can one from Qin be satisfied with noodle soup?’ I always wondered when reading it just how delicious this Fish must be to make someone from Shaanxi forgo noodles. Now that I’ve tasted it, I understand. The flavor is indeed savory and delicious; once you get used to it, you truly can’t do without it."

Professor Xu sipped his Floral Carving Wine and said, "People in the Tang Dynasty truly loved Fish to their very core. For instance, Pi Rixiu wrote the lines, ’Bamboo leaf drink has the color of sweet dew, lotus Fish carries the fragrance of fleshy Ganoderma.’ And Bai Juyi wrote, ’Wrap Fish in lotus leaves, soak wine flasks in the stone channel.’ It sounds so delightful."

Ren Chongmo remarked, "On a hot summer day, serving roasted fish on lotus leaves with chilled wine from a stream is indeed very pleasant. However, I prefer the imagery in Ma Zhiyuan’s ’Southern Tune: The Golden Character Classic,’ which says, ’Catkins drift like white snow, the fragrance of Fish carried on the lotus leaf breeze.’ During the season when willow catkins fill the air, a down-and-out scholar carries home freshly bought Fish to eat—his cheerful mood practically leaps off the page."

Listening to everyone so effortlessly quoting ancient poetry, Chen Yan, who was sitting by the door, felt as if her master’s degree was a sham.

The professors’ knowledge was truly profound; they remembered even the most obscure poems so clearly.

They might be profound, but I just think it’s delicious... Chen Yan took a bite of the roasted fish. The more she ate, the more delicious she found it, especially its firm texture and the charred aroma on the surface. It made her instinctively want to pick up her wine glass for a sip.

It’s a pity that young police officer is still away on business. If he were here, and I put a plate of this on the table, he’d definitely eat it until his mouth was glistening with oil.

I wonder what he’s so busy with on this trip... Hurry back! I’m still waiting to turn myself in to you. If you don’t come back soon, I might just have to become a fugitive to escape punishment!

As Chen Yan was lost in her thoughts, Tian Qinglan, beside her, remarked, "If Xiao Chen enjoys gatherings like this, we’ll invite you to future ones. Not many young people nowadays are willing to learn about these things. They all prefer fast-food culture and have completely forgotten traditional culture."

I’ve forgotten it all too... Chen Yan thought, then replied with a smile, "Oh, that’d be great! I wouldn’t be bothering everyone, would I?"

"Not at all, not at all! We’d be delighted to have more young people join our conversations."

Her husband had become idle ever since he could no longer give lectures, and with so much free time, he’d been getting grumpy. Tian Qinglan thought that if she could invite a group of young people over for frequent chats, it might help him a lot.

Seeing that Tian Qinglan’s bowl of Silver Shrimp Soup was empty, Chen Yan got up and refilled it for her.

The gray-haired professor was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Xiao Chen. I truly never imagined that a restaurant today could recreate such historical soups. This flavor is truly excellent."

Chen Yan smiled. "When it comes to cooking, even the head chef of the State Banquet at the Fishing Platform admires my brother-in-law. When you’re free sometime, I’ll bring you to try the staff meals here. All the dishes we sell in the restaurant are chosen from our staff meals."

Tian Qinglan’s interest was immediately piqued. "Well then, this old woman will have the audacity to tag along with you for food and drinks."

"What old woman? Professor Tian, you’re still so young!"

The two chatted more and more congenially.

「Meanwhile, in a small coastal city thousands of miles away, Ren Jie lay quietly on a hospital bed, an IV drip in his arm.」

His arm injury wasn’t very serious, but he had undergone a minor surgical procedure. Additionally, he had several soft tissue contusions from falls, so Sui Fusheng had him rest in the hospital.

Ren Jie didn’t need to participate in the remaining interrogation and other work. He just needed to focus on recuperating and wait for his commendation.

Just as he was feeling bored, Sui Fusheng walked in with a meal tray.

Sui Fusheng’s eyes were bloodshot, but his spirits were high. "Xiao Jie, you’ve performed a great service! The man you injured at the container entrance is a wanted fugitive active in the central region, with over a dozen lives on his conscience. This time, he was planning to abscond overseas by boat with the kidnappers. Unexpectedly, they all fell into your hands, kid!"

Sui Fusheng was ecstatic.

His apprentice had not only successfully captured the kidnappers but had also, in the process, apprehended a wanted criminal responsible for over a dozen deaths.

What was even more commendable was that both culprits were captured alive. They would receive preliminary medical treatment before the official interrogation began, to see if any other cases could be uncovered.

After the Haidian branch received the report that morning, they immediately dispatched another team as reinforcements, preparing to dig deeper into the matter.

The fact that Ren Jie had single-handedly apprehended two dangerous felons had already been reported up the chain of command, and his commendation was practically guaranteed.