I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 804 - 351: A Dish of Braised Fish That Satisfies Everyone’s Housewarming Menu Requests!

Chapter 804: Chapter 351: A Dish of Braised Fish That Satisfies Everyone’s Housewarming Menu Requests!

Shen Guofu asked as soon as he heard about Braised fish:

"Lin Xu, does this dish have to use Grass Carp?"

Lin Xu nodded:

"Not only does it have to use Grass Carp, it also needs a Grass Carp weighing over twenty pounds. Only such Grass Carp tail is fat enough, and the meat is tender and rich.

The meat in the tail section is different from other parts. The longer the activity time, the tastier the meat becomes.

In the eyes of professional chefs, Grass Carp less than three years old can’t produce the perfect Braised fish.

And while cooking, you have to add ingredients like Pork Fat, diced mushrooms, etc., to enrich the aroma and taste.

"A Grass Carp over twenty pounds? Sure, I’ll arrange for a few when you move house."

Shen Guofu was looking forward to eating well during the move, so he was very attentive to the Braised fish dish, even taking on the task of buying the fish.

This dish has very high requirements for ingredients, and Beijing mostly sells Grass Carp, making big Grass Carp hard to find.

And the fish body and head after cutting can’t make many fish chunk dishes, which makes the cost relatively high, so Lin Xu doesn’t plan to have Braised fish on the menu at his restaurant.

But he accepts reservations.

As long as money is no problem, you can still enjoy it.

After dinner, Shen Guofu and his family, carrying snacks, went to the new house to wait for the delivery of furniture and appliances.

Zeng Xiaoqi and Dou Wenjing went with Chen Yan to the International Trade area to shop for clothes.

The others also went about their own business.

Meanwhile, at the Fishing Platform State Guesthouse, Qiu Zhenhua strolled over to Building 2 and asked Xie Baomin:

"Old Yin has been back for two days, when are you starting the Clear Soup Noodles you promised us? You’re not planning to flake out, are you?"

Xie Baomin said:

"Wait a while, my junior is moving to a new house. We’ll talk after he’s done. What’s the rush? If you’re capable, go and bring Shu Yun and Ji Minghui back from Yingchun Street."

Qiu Zhenhua: "..."

Really such an ungrateful guy, forgetting promises as soon as things pass.

But waiting a bit is okay, Old Yin went on a tour in the Northwest, probably needs time to adjust.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Xie Baomin take out a jump rope and asked curiously:

"Everyone says you’re now jumping around like a zombie all the time, turns out it’s true! Why suddenly start exercising?"

Saying this, Qiu Zhenhua lowered his voice and asked softly:

"Did you meet someone outside...?"

Xie Baomin kicked him:

"Someone, my foot! I can barely handle my wife...oh, why are you nosing around? Got any crayfish? I want to take some for tonight."

Qiu Zhenhua was distracted by this interruption, forgetting what he wanted to ask, so he asked curiously:

"What do you need crayfish for?"

"My two sons specifically requested crayfish and sour soup beef. I plan to show off my cooking skills for them tonight, plus throwing together some cucumber slices as a refreshing side dish."

After marriage for many years, Xie Baomin finally figured out the true pathway to a happy life.

Be gentle with your wife.

Respect your children’s preferences.

Cook what the kids want, to become their rock.

Otherwise, a self-important stance may render you just an arrogant show-off in their eyes. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Weren’t you against letting the kids eat intensely flavored food? Why the change? I don’t have much crayfish left, but I saw Lao Huang just delivered two baskets to Lao Song today."

Xie Baomin chuckled:

"What a coincidence! I was about to go to Building 15 to handle some business with Lao Song."

Having said that, he put away the jump rope he just took out and strode out.

Qiu Zhenhua: ????????

You bastard, are you planning to steal again?

He pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and caught up to ask:

"Old Xie, I’ll distract Lao Song, you nab the crayfish, how about splitting seven-three?"

Xie Baomin turned: "Only seventy percent? No deal."

"Eighty percent, how about eighty?"

"But you have to grab some cabbages for me in the courtyard of Building 15."

"Okay, let’s go!"

Just as they reached the doors of the Building 2 restaurant, they received a call from Song Dahai:

"Have any of you seen Dai Jianli lately? He snuck off with all the crayfish I just got. It’s for Director Liao’s dinner tonight!"

Oh well, no need to busy now.

Although Lao Dai likes to stir things up, he’s not foolish enough to blatantly steal the ingredients Director Liao was going to use.

Xie Baomin furrowed his brows and said helplessly:

"Seems like you can’t keep squeezing the same target. Lao Song’s learned to use dirty tricks as countermeasures."

Qiu Zhenhua often got bullied by Dai Jianli, so now he couldn’t help but feel a bit gleeful:

"Now Lao Dai faces two choices: either returning the crayfish and getting scolded by Lao Song; or not returning, and get scolded by Director Liao. No matter what, a good scolding is inevitable."

Xie Baomin glanced at him:

"You sure? How about a bet? If Lao Dai doesn’t get scolded, you’ll owe me a thirty-pound big catfish."

Qiu Zhenhua was a bit taken aback:

"Weren’t you after crayfish? Why switch to a big catfish?"

"Because I found a source for crayfish and now I need a Stewed Catfish Head... so, bet or not?"

After saying this, Xie Baomin took out his phone and called Su Peipei:

"Hun, how’s the fun at the Science Museum with the kids? Don’t go home for dinner today; after four, take the metro to Yingchun Street. We’ll have dinner at my junior’s place."

The voice of Su Peipei came through the phone:

"But weren’t you planning to make crayfish at home? The kids are waiting for it."

Xie Baomin chuckled:

"We’ll eat at my junior’s tonight; those crayfish may already be delivered there. That’s it for now; you’ll have a great meal tonight!"

Beside him, Qiu Zhenhua paused, remembering long ago during an administrative meeting, Director Liao mentioned that the Fishing Platform’s kitchen was fully accessible to Lin Xu, giving him whatever ingredients he wanted.

So...

Lao Dai, to avoid being scolded, had to deliver the crayfish to Lin Ji?

Tsk, no wonder Old Xie was so confident.

Turns out that’s how it was.

Good thing I didn’t accept Old Xie’s bet, otherwise I’d lose a precious catfish for nothing.

Though not extremely expensive, a thirty-pounder is quite rare.

As he thought about this, Xie Baomin patted Qiu Zhenhua’s shoulder:

"How about it, Qiuqiu? Learned your lesson? To avoid criticism, you’ve got to use the rules wisely... I’ve advised you kindly, so collecting a catfish as tuition isn’t too much, right?"

Qiu Zhenhua: ???????

You bastard, I still got played by this rascal!

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