Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1837 - 1667: The Chef Arrives

Entering July, the temperature suddenly rises, and it’s hard to cool down even at night.

Going out at this time requires great courage; otherwise, the heat can overwhelm you as soon as you leave the air-conditioned rooms.

But it’s alright!

Qin Yun and He Kuang both decided to take out the biggest car at home—it doesn’t matter if it’s expensive or old, but the trunk must be spacious.

It has to be exceptionally spacious!

Only Yun Feng hesitates: "The temperature is also high in Yunqiao Village, and the elderly at home don’t want to go. It’s just the three of us, I’m considering whether to buy high-speed train tickets..."

He lives in the Imperial City, and it takes nearly ten hours to drive over, which is indeed a bit tiring.

As for flying... Yun City is too small, there isn’t even an airport.

Qin Yun was heartbroken: "Just three people! If you drive an SUV here, wouldn’t half of the car be used to carry things?"

"Exactly!" He Kuang also envied: "If you take the high-speed train and Lun Chuan arranges fresh vegetables for us, how would you carry them?"

"Moreover, Lun Chuan has hired a chef to prepare our meals, using those ingredients! Are you really not bringing the elders?"

Yun Feng: ...

He’s not unwilling to persuade, but right now the elders on both sides are fighting over the tea, and this year, the tea sent by Lun Chuan has already been used up, not leaving a single ounce for himself, caught in between as a son-in-law and son, it’s not easy!

But that tea, Lun Chuan introduced a tea house from Shan City, only internal members of the storytelling club are qualified to buy it in limited quantities, one pound costs hundreds of thousands!

If the elders set their sights on it and can’t afford it... wouldn’t that be agonizing?

Therefore, he’s hesitating:

"At her girlfriend’s home, taking everything, isn’t that inappropriate?"

Qin Yun and He Kuang spoke in unison: "Thick-skinned, eat enough! Thin-skinned, eat nothing!"

Anyway, Lun Chuan won’t let his girlfriend suffer a loss, so as brothers, isn’t it inappropriate not to stab him twice?

In any case, it’s your choice!

By the time Lun Chuan got the news, all three had already brought their families and hit the highway.

Lun Chuan: ...

He could only tell Lun Jing again: "Mom, my editor is bringing both elders over, please lock two more rooms at the high price."

Lun Jing was overjoyed: "Oh, it’s rare for your friends to come, so many people, it’s fortunate that a chef was hired—when will the chef arrive?"

Their inn doesn’t have a proper big kitchen, with three families and seventeen or eighteen people, using small pans would be inefficient, so they set up a temporary makeshift room in the backyard corner and adapted a set of wood-fired stoves.

Cooking in summer is a hard labor, therefore air conditioning was added—make it as cool as possible.

But these need the chef to get used to, so ideally, they shouldn’t arrive later than the guests.

Lun Jing urged, estimating that the guests should arrive tonight.

Lun Chuan looked at the time: "Boss Chang said the internal selection delayed by two days, the other party brought an apprentice and set off this morning, but they should be arriving soon."

The chef, when going out, always brings his own tools, many of which are heavy and contain metal, so they didn’t choose the high-speed train and instead drove with their apprentice.

Setting off early in the morning, they should arrive around ten o’clock, just in time to make a few small dishes for the bosses to taste, allowing them to formally start in the evening.

On the road to Yunshan Village, the apprentice who was just 30 lamented:

"This trip is really not easy."

Money is not the issue, people like them, craftsmen, have profit-sharing with the boss’s business, and don’t care much about the additional month’s salary for the business trip.

However, are they really outsiders?

These are the places Master Qian meticulously selected as a sanctuary for supply!

The boss wanders around the kitchen every day, complaining that there’s not enough of this ingredient, and grumbling that Boss Song won’t sell to him, muttering darkly like a jilted wife whose dowry was stolen.

No wonder the chefs have long aspired to such places.

It’s just that people are low-key, and they, a group earning wages, can’t just traipse over and disturb.

Now there’s a legitimate opportunity—

They wrack their brains to pass through barriers!

Master Chai in the back seat looked smug and delighted: "Of course! If not for your skillful master, with thick skin, how would we get such opportunities?"

"After going there, be bold, and don’t repeat dishes, try to use every ingredient we can."

Although Changleju’s vegetable supply is substantial, it’s not that every chef can use the vegetables to their preference daily.

For instance, wanting to make a dish of garlic lettuce, the lettuce is good enough, but the garlic is insufficiently matched with ordinary garlic...

Isn’t that frustrating!?

So frustrating!

The other day, a lot of sweet potato leaves were donated, they made steamed sweet potato leaves and sweet potato leaf buns... the guests enjoyed them immensely!

While thinking that these items have high yield and shouldn’t worry about selling, the sweet potato leaves suddenly stopped.

Upon inquiry, the stems were used to make pickled vegetables for sale online, and now the quantity is enough.

The second batch hasn’t grown yet.

As for the leftovers... the leftovers were sorted out, because they weren’t visually appealing, or were old, or had holes, they were fed to pigs and chickens.

Oh dear!

That day, the kitchen was filled with sighs, wishing to confront Boss Chang!

Shake his wretched mouth:

We could carefully select and clean them up! The broken ones could make buns, the old ones could be kneaded and made into pickled vegetables!

How could they be fed to pigs and chickens?

Even Boss Chang was upset:

Didn’t he want to get them over? Was it because he didn’t want them?

Then he asked everyone again, "The pork, beef, lamb, and chicken sent over, wouldn’t the taste suffer if they weren’t fed properly?"

Only then did everyone quiet down.

Sigh! A chef without good ingredients is like an immortal cultivator without a Foundation Establishment Pill, it’s incredibly anxiety-inducing.

And now...

The spirited 50-year-old little old man, Master Chai, gleefully shouted in his heart:

"Yunqiao Village, here I come!"

He didn’t forget to ask his apprentice:

"I told you to buy a new phone, did you get it? You young ones know how to use it, make sure to take some nice photos and post them in our group."

Although the apprentice wasn’t yet eligible for a share of the profits, he was trained from scratch by his master, and he was at an age full of ambition.

At this moment, he replied proudly:

"Master, rest assured! I guarantee they’ll be drooling and shouting in the group every day."

"I heard there’s a Master Song here who’s good at cooking rural dishes, not at all inferior to Master Qian. I’ll go and learn from him when I get the chance."

That’s right!

The master was also very satisfied.

"Master Song is good at making mountain and wild dishes, but I heard he’s not very adept at making the trendy desserts. If you get the chance, lure some of their meat, eggs, and milk too."

"Isn’t it almost Mid-Autumn Festival? Show off some of those molten salted egg yolk mooncakes and various others."

"If they find it tasty, they might call us again when the opportunity arises."

The master and apprentice were in the car envisioning the future, planning meticulously, and dreaming big dreams.

Meanwhile, Boss Chang called in some people and didn’t forget to take credit with Song Tan—first revealing that he sent over competent personnel, and then mentioning the carefully selected criteria.

"This Master Chai is in great shape, hardworking, and there’s no problem doing big cooking in the countryside. I even gave him a high-temperature allowance."

"Especially since he experienced hard times as a child, just like our Master Song, he knows how to make the most of ingredients. Every part of a vegetable, from leaf tip to root, can be used as long as it’s edible, and it’s quite tasty."

This is a much-appreciated advantage in the countryside, especially at the Song Family.

So after careful consideration, I still chose him.

Even though Boss Chang had other intentions, Song Tan still accepted this favor gratefully and then asked him:

"The Eagle Beak Peach is almost ripe, should I directly call your vehicle to transport it back, and you can handle the packaging yourself?"

Boss Chang’s spirit lifted.

It wouldn’t be appropriate for him to repackage these fruits—but allocating a portion to specifically supply his member clients was perfectly fine.

Currently, Changleju membership cards are extremely popular, as they are limited supply, making them hard to obtain online.

Many basic card clients sold their cards second-hand at higher prices, watching the price soar, and couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of regret.

Who would have thought that one day, a membership card from a non-Michelin-starred establishment, could also skyrocket like this.

...

At 10 in the morning, Master Chai and his apprentice’s car steadily stopped at the entrance of the Fairy Tale Inn.

As soon as he got out of the car, Master Chai’s eyes lit up:

"Oh wow! This hotel looks beautiful!"

Nowadays, in the high-temperature weather, many roses bloomed into a big pancake, looking bustling from a distance but a mess up close.

However, the blue snowflakes, oak-leaved hydrangeas, and panicle hydrangeas meticulously tended by Lun Chuan were vibrant—blue, light green, cream, and pink, all mingling enthusiastically.

The shady areas featured a variety of begonias and colorful foliage plants like elephant ears, and because the color transition was harmoniously done, the scene looked quite splendid.

The dragon’s feather Japanese maple swayed with the wind, and the tall olive trees loomed above, creating a shady spot for the large patches of hostas blooming luxuriously underneath.

The tea house in Changleju was thoughtfully planned as well, and Master Chai, who had often visited many high-end hotels, had quite an aesthetic sense.

Looking at these vigorous and sparkling plants, he couldn’t help but nod:

"This owner, very thoughtful."

And bosses willing to put thought into landscaping are likely to have high standards for ingredients too.

Isn’t that a perfect match for them!

Wonderful! 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Master Cai joyfully started unloading his belongings with his apprentice from the trunk, just as the door opened and a young man walked out from the depths of the floral corridor.

As soon as he saw them, he smiled and said, "Master Chai, Master Zhou, thank you for your hard work."

Goodness.

Master Chai and his apprentice were momentarily stunned, thinking no wonder the boss confidently said: working here, you can get all the ingredients from Boss Song’s place!

That makes sense!

With such a handsome young man, he should be eating birds’ nest and shark fins—not!

Eating those ever-available sweet potato leaves!

Strong, aromatic garlic!

And those tender water chestnuts and little lotus pods that are given sparingly just for tasting...

Wow, wow!

The apprentice got excited, "Master, do you think if I ask him for a bucket of milk now, he can get it?"

Master Chai snorted, scolding his apprentice, "What nonsense!"

"With a handsome guy like him, ask for two buckets first. One bucket left for bargaining."