I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 691 - 314: Half the roast chicken sold before it even cooled! Fan favorite dish: Roasted lamb chops! [Subscribe please]_2
He put on disposable gloves, tore off a wobbly piece of meat from the chicken leg, and popped the steaming bite into his mouth. The texture and flavor were simply irresistible.
While he was eating, Aunt Qian and Auntie Wang from the neighboring alley came in to shop.
"Hey, Old Yu, what are you munching on that smells so good?"
"It’s the roast chicken from Boss Lin next door, just out of the pot. Old Sun and I each bought some—you ladies should try it. The meat is tender and flavorful, and not too salty. It’s delicious."
Old Yu, known as the intelligence station chief of Yingchun Street, naturally enjoyed showing off and flaunting exclusive news. Now that he was the first to buy the roast chicken, he had even more reason to preen. That was precisely why he was eating it at the cashier’s counter. Our relationship with Boss Lin is rock-solid; otherwise, why would I be the first one to get the roast chicken?
Aunt Qian and Auntie Wang didn’t hesitate, each trying a small piece, and they were immediately captivated by the tender texture of the roast chicken. For older people, whose teeth often aren’t what they used to be, it was rare to find roast chicken this easy to eat. They definitely had to buy a couple to satisfy their cravings.
The two of them didn’t buy anything else from the supermarket and headed straight for the main entrance of Lin Ji’s Food.
Old Yu called out from behind them, "No need to go inside. Buy it from the window of the braised goods section on the east side. That’s where I got it, and Boss Lin packed it himself."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Qian and Auntie Wang didn’t enter the shop but went directly to the braised goods section window on the east side of the main entrance.
Seeing Lin Xu inside, they quickly said, "Boss Lin, give each of us two roast chickens. He just bought his a bit earlier than us, and look at Old Yu showing off—his tail’s practically in the air!"
Although the old neighbors appeared harmonious on the surface, their underlying competitiveness never really stopped.
As Lin Xu was packing the roast chickens, they eagerly suggested, "Isn’t Boss Lin also in our community group? Next time you have a new product, just give a shout-out in the group. Don’t always make us wait until we happen to find you."
Being a step behind Old Yu was quite irksome for the two older women.
As Lin Xu packed, he said, "We’re not supposed to advertise in the group, remember? Last time I saw someone post a Pinduoduo discount link, they got kicked out."
Aunt Qian replied, "You just go ahead and post. My son is the community director. If he dares to kick you out, I’ll kick him out of our home tonight!"
Lin Xu was speechless. That’s a rather... physical interpretation of ’kicking out.’
Auntie Wang elbowed Aunt Qian. "If Boss Lin feels awkward about posting, you can do it for him."
"Right, right, right! I’ll post it. Let’s see which little brat dares to kick me out!"
Aunt Qian took out her phone, snapped a photo of the roast chickens displayed in the braised goods section, and immediately posted it to the community group: "Boss Lin has new roast chicken here! It tastes amazing! Anyone who wants some better hurry over before it’s all gone!"
Hmph! What’s Old Yu accomplishing by promoting it at the supermarket entrance? I’m posting it straight to the community group. I definitely have to outdo him.
Lin Xu, standing by the window, couldn’t understand why his neighbors had suddenly become so competitive.
He took out his phone and sent a 200-yuan red packet in the community group. "Sorry everyone, I hope I’m not bothering you. The new roast chickens at the shop are indeed excellent. Anyone who likes them is welcome to come and try them first. Try before you buy."
Since Aunt Qian had helped advertise in the group, he sent a red packet to avoid any talk of playing favorites.
As soon as the large red packet was sent, the group chat immediately buzzed with activity. They were all neighbors from the area, and after claiming the red packet, many said they’d come to the shop to check out the roast chicken.
After sending the red packet, Lin Xu finished packing the roast chickens and handed them to Aunt Qian and Auntie Wang.
After the two older women paid and left, Lin Xu told the server standing nearby, "See? Just pack it like that. If someone wants a taste, just bring out a torn piece of the roast chicken for them to try. The customers coming in now are mostly old neighbors, so be extra polite with them."
"Understood, Boss!"
After giving these instructions, Lin Xu reminded Xu Xinhua and the others to be careful when taking out the roast chickens from the pot, then left the braised goods section to return to the main kitchen upstairs. He couldn’t stay downstairs fussing over roast chickens all day; upstairs was the main battlefield.
Around four o’clock, the dinner service at the restaurant began.
Before dinner, Lin Xu specifically called Shen Baobao. "We’re starting dinner here. Have you finished shooting?"
At that moment, Shen Baobao was in the kitchen steaming a piece of fish. "Not yet, not yet. I’m preparing dinner for Dundun. By the way, Xu Bao, how long does cod take to steam? I’ve been steaming it for about fifteen minutes."
Lin Xu gave a wry smile on the other end of the phone. "Cod only takes a few minutes to steam. You better take it out now. Overcooking it will dry it out, and the flavor will be much worse." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"Oh... I’ll take it out right away."
"Remember to come back for dinner after you’re done shooting. I’m preparing some grilled lamb chops as a treat for the film crew, so try not to be too late."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Baobao lifted the lid of the steamer, used a plate gripper to take out the plate with the steamed cod, and promptly transferred the fish to Dundun’s dinner bowl. To cool it down quicker, she mashed the fish with a spoon, then spread it thinly on a clean plate, placing it on the dining table to cool.
Dundun, who had been playing in the living room, turned its head, smelled the delicious scent of the fish, and couldn’t help but lick its lips with its crimson little tongue. Clearly, the little one was entranced by the smell of the fish.
It leaped down from Cat Castle, tail held high, and walked toward the kitchen as Zeng Xiaoqi, holding a camera mounted on a handheld gimbal, followed to film.
