Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1501 - 1504: Let Me Teach You How to Behave

Hearing what the young head chef said, the eyes of many female customers present brightened, and they all secretly laughed."How could he possibly guess Yu Kang Head Chef's secret recipe? After all, cooking is like being a person; everyone is different. And no matter how many times I tried at home, no matter what seasoning I used, I just couldn't make the taste of Yu Kang Head Chef."

"It's hilarious. This silly guy still dares to challenge Yu Kang Head Chef. His secret recipe is definitely mysterious. I've eaten at all the restaurants in Beijing and couldn't find another place with the same taste."

"Ha, he never mentioned that unique aroma before. After hearing us talk about it, he shamelessly said he wanted to keep a secret for Yu Kang Head Chef. Haha, who does he think he is, the God of Cookery?"

Among the laughter of many female customers, the young head chef looked at Shen Qiang with a smug, contemptuous expression, raised his eyebrows sarcastically, and said, "Why aren't you speaking? Is it because you don't know? If you don't know, then don't pretend to understand, because that will make people look down on you."

Wenren Meiqiao couldn't stand it anymore and turned to leave. After all, this was really too embarrassing. It was just supposed to be a meal; who knew it would turn out like this.

But right then, Shen Qiang smiled and said, "Since you insist, I'll grant your wish."

In an instant, Wenren Meiqiao, who was about to leave, froze.

"Can he really figure out Yu Kang Head Chef's secret recipe? Is that possible? I've eaten it over a hundred times and never figured it out."

As she pondered in surprise, looking at the smug Yu Kang Head Chef, Shen Qiang raised his eyebrows calmly and said, "Your so-called secret recipe is actually the oil you use to fry the meat."

Everyone present was stunned. Before they could start mocking Shen Qiang, they were shocked to see the smug smile frozen on the face of the handsome young head chef.

"And this secret recipe is very simple. To put it bluntly, it's just ordinary butter brought to a boil, then an apple is peeled and fried in the oil, and then removed. The butter that contains the apple's flavor is used as the oil for frying meat."

"When the unique creamy aroma of butter and the sourness of apples penetrate the pork belly with heat and grease, it creates this unique taste."

The restaurant fell into a silence.

All the customers and chefs stared in shock at Shen Qiang, who was eloquently explaining.

Beside him, Wenren Meiqiao also spoke in astonishment, "Shen Qiang, is what you're saying true?"

Shen Qiang laughed, "Of course. Apple's flavor is sweet, its nature is neutral, and slightly sour. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, how could I get this wrong? And frankly speaking, to avoid excessive sugar in apples that might make the pork belly too sweet, creating a taste like too much MSG, the apples used should be the more sour variety."

"In the past, these sourer apples could only be found in shady places. Most apples were very sweet, but not anymore."

"Because now, fruit farmers cover apples with bags to sell them at a good price. This way, apples that used to take months of sunlight to turn red can become red in just a few days. Not only that, lacking sunlight, today's apples look red and big but taste sour."

"So, to recreate the same taste in fried pork belly, the key is just to fry it with butter that's infused with the natural aroma of apples."

Upon hearing this, everyone present looked at Shen Qiang in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Just then, from the kitchen in the middle of the restaurant, a young chef let out a strange cry, then rushed towards Shen Qiang with a ladle in hand, "You bastard, how can you reveal such a secret here? Are you deliberately here to disrupt things? I'll kill you!"

Bang!

The young chef's collar was grabbed by the handsome young head chef.

Then, under everyone's astonished gaze, the handsome young head chef, his face as cold as water, said coldly, "Impressive. I didn't expect to underestimate you. Beijing truly is a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. You guessed my cooking secret just by eating two bites. So, tell me, which restaurant did you come from as a spy?"

Shen Qiang burst out laughing, "I do run a restaurant, though it's not very well-known. But if this is all you've got, you'd only be able to work as an assistant chef in my place. Me, a spy? Trying to steal such low-level culinary skills? Absolutely not possible."

Hearing these words, not only did the young head chef frown in surprise, but many of the female customers present also instantly exploded.

"Whoa! This guy is impressive. He actually found out Yu Kang Head Chef's secret recipe just like that!"

"Awesome, what a bold man. At Yu Kang Head Chef's level, he'd only be an assistant chef in his restaurant. That's too bold!"

"Write it down, write it down. This recipe for frying meat might just help someone open a restaurant. With such delicacy, you could definitely make a lot of money!"

Amid the amazement of many female customers, the handsome young head chef said coldly, "Even if you know my secret, so what? It's like everyone can make boiled meat slices, but who makes them the best is the real master. Do you think knowing my secret means you can make it better than me and have the right to point fingers in front of me?"

Hearing these words, the fangirling female customers of this restaurant full of handsome guys immediately found their courage.

"Yes, Yu Kang Head Chef makes the best fried pork belly. There's nothing better in all of Beijing, so even if you know how it's done, what's the big deal? To judge Yu Kang Head Chef's culinary skills, you at least need to present your fried pork belly and prove it's indeed better. Otherwise, huh, who would listen to you?"

"Ha, Yu Kang Head Chef's fried pork belly is world-class! There's no way anyone can do it better."

"Exactly, knowing is one thing, but doing it is another. Everyone knows water plus rice plus heat equals cooked rice, but how good it tastes depends on skill. So just by this, saying our handsome Yu Kang Head Chef is of roadside standard, saying he could only be an assistant chef, we won't agree!"

"Yes, we absolutely won't agree. This guy must apologize!"

Amid the clamor of many beautiful customers, the handsome young head chef, as cold as ever, said very seriously, "Did you hear what they said? Unless you can make better fried pork belly than me, I want you to apologize to me."

Already fed up with the noise from those female customers, also annoyed by the handsome young head chef because of Wenren Meiqiao's constant meddling, Shen Qiang raised his eyebrows and coldly said in response.

"Fine, since you strongly insist, let me teach you how to be a real person!"