Divorced Dad's Gourmet Shop

Chapter 453 - 352: Hua Country’s Number 1 Lu Cuisine Master

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Chapter 453: Chapter 352: Hua Country’s Number 1 Lu Cuisine Master

"Daddy, hurry and give me a bite!"

"Honey, I want some too."

"Here, you two can share this."

Jiang Liu filled a small plate for them. The Moo Shu Pork was perfect in color, aroma, and taste, its vibrant hues a stunning sight.

The two of them ran off to one side with the plate of Moo Shu Pork and started eating.

Jun Qingmeng took a bite, and her beautiful eyes immediately lit up. "Honey, this is so delicious!"

"Wow! Daddy, you’re the best in the world!"

"Alright, alright, stop with the flattery. Just eat. Have some more!"

Jiang Liu said gruffly. In any case, the food he made was healthy and nutritious, so he wasn’t worried about them getting sick from eating too much.

"There’s rice in the pot. Honey, go get some."

"Okay!"

「12:03 PM.」

Jiang Liu announced he was open for business.

The big shots who had been waiting at the door for a long time rushed in, whooping like a pack of fools.

Yu Guoguang’s face was flushed with excitement.

"Old Lei, don’t worry. We’ll be at the front of the line in a moment!"

"Mm, I’m not in a hurry."

Lei Yuming nodded.

He was tall, dressed in a simple tracksuit typical for an older man. His eyebrows and beard were pure white.

The most eye-catching feature was his white beard, which was over ten centimeters long. Anyone who saw him had the same thought: ’He has the air of an immortal sage!’

Lei Mingyue was from Dong Province and later moved to Kyoto. He was an old friend and senior to Yu Guoguang.

He also had numerous other titles: Grandmaster of Huaxia’s Shandong Cuisine! Shandong Cuisine Expert for the Huaxia Restaurant Association! Master of Modern Huaxia Shandong Cuisine! Dong Province’s Number One Shandong Cuisine Virtuoso! And so on...

In his youth, he had competed in the Huaxia Shandong Cuisine Competition and handily taken first place.

Right now, Lei Mingyue was standing behind Yu Guoguang. Wearing headphones, he was completely engrossed in watching a young woman perform a sexy dance on Douyin.

He casually sent a virtual Porsche.

The young woman clutched her chest, bowed her head, and shrieked excitedly, "Thank you, big bro!"

Lei Mingyue smiled faintly, the very picture of serene detachment.

"Is it not our turn yet?"

Lei Mingyue asked cheerfully, looking up.

It seemed nothing could dampen his good mood.

"Not yet. Another three minutes. I know from experience."

Yu Guoguang was getting anxious. He turned his head to look at Lei Yuming.

Lei Yuming subconsciously tilted his phone away.

He even had a privacy screen protector on it.

"Brother Lei, what are you watching that’s making you so happy?" Yu Guoguang asked curiously.

"Heh heh, it’s nothing."

Lei Yuming stroked his beard and smiled with a straight face. "I’m watching a video from a junior. This junior’s Shandong cuisine is pretty good, but of course, it’s a far cry from how I was in my youth."

"Oh? Can I see?"

"You should have said so sooner. I just closed Douyin."

"Alright, then."

Yu Guoguang glanced into the restaurant, his eyes lighting up.

"It’s time, it’s time, Brother Lei! Let’s go in!"

"Mm, yes, yes, good."

Lei Yuming stroked his beard, still beaming and cheerful.

"Master Jiang, please give me thirty steamed buns, a plate of yak meat, a plate of ham, and two bottles of draft beer!"

Yu Guoguang shouted excitedly, unable to keep his hands from gesturing.

A flash of surprise crossed Lei Yuming’s eyes.

’This younger brother of mine is usually so proud, yet now he’s respectfully calling this young man ’Master’?’

’Interesting, but that’s all it is.’

He went back to looking down at the dancing girl on his phone and sent a message: "Can you make your moves a little bigger?"

「A short while later.」

The two took their seats.

Yu Guoguang was practically bouncing in his seat with excitement. He couldn’t wait to see the shocked expression on his old friend’s face.

He had never seen it before.

「Before long.」

Yu Guoguang brought several dishes to the table.

"Brother Lei?"

"Hm?"

Lei Mingyue tore his eyes away from the beautiful woman and saw the feast of colors and aromas before him.

He wasn’t particularly impressed.

He had seen plenty of good-looking food.

’It’s nothing special.’ Despite his cheerful demeanor, the truth was that very little could truly catch his eye anymore. At his level, there were few things left to care about.

"Go on and eat, Brother Lei."

Lei Mingyue, wearing his headphones, didn’t hear. His dark pupils reflected a pair of pale legs.

"If you’re not going to eat, I’ll start!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yu Guoguang impatiently picked up a Three-Delicacy Bun, dipped it in some five-spice chili oil, and popped it into his mouth.

"Ooh~ Delicious."

Lei Yuming: ???

’It’s just a steamed bun. Is all that exaggeration necessary?’

It gave him goosebumps. He would have enjoyed it coming from a pretty girl, but the one making that sound was an old man...

He hesitated for a moment.

He picked up a bun. The skin was smooth and firm to the touch. He gave it a light squeeze—it was quite elastic.

"Not bad."

Lei Yuming commented with a chuckle.

Inwardly, he was unimpressed.

’No matter how good it is, it’s just a steamed bun. There’s a limit to its potential. It’s not exactly fine dining.’

He took a casual bite while continuing to watch the livestream.

"Huh??!"

"This flavor..."

Suddenly, the girl on his phone screen lost all her appeal!

He took another bite.

’Delicious!’

’This bun is amazing!’

"So, what do you think, Brother Lei?" Yu Guoguang asked expectantly.

His eyes were glued to Lei Yuming’s expression.

Unfortunately, he was to be disappointed.

Lei Yuming just smiled. "It’s alright. This bun is not bad. Compared to my family’s Shandong dishes, it’s probably worth about three of them."

Yu Guoguang: ...

’The sheer audacity! Even I wouldn’t dare to front that hard!’

"Then you have to try this yak, potato, and mushroom soup! The yak meat is stewed until it’s tender and flavorful. The broth is rich with the aroma of bone marrow, and the fatty parts aren’t greasy at all. It’s savory and melts in your mouth—truly exceptional!"

"The potatoes and mushrooms are top-notch too. People are practically fighting to buy the broth alone," he introduced excitedly.

Lei Yuming nodded faintly. "I know, I know. Let’s eat, then."

His words were unhurried, but the speed at which he picked up the meat was anything but slow.

Piece after piece disappeared into his mouth.

The juices from the beef glistened on his dry lips.

’Delicious!’

’I can’t believe a junior is capable of making food of this caliber!’

’Incredible!’

He was full of admiration inwardly.

’But that’s as far as it goes. After all, no one can compare to my family’s ancestral Shandong cuisine!’

"Pretty good, right?" Yu Guoguang asked expectantly once more.

Lei Yuming nodded. "It’s edible. I’d call it a good value."

"So how does it compare to your Shandong cuisine?"

Yu Guoguang asked.

"Heh heh."

Lei Mingyue shook his head with a smile. "My family has over three hundred ancestral Shandong dishes, and I’ve perfected every single one. If we were to compare, all the food in this restaurant combined might be better than twenty of my Shandong dishes."

"But, Yu the Younger Brother, I can cook more than three hundred top-tier Shandong dishes!"

Lei Mingyue said with a smile, stroking his beard.

In his opinion, the food was indeed delicious, exceptionally so, but that was all.

’If I were to open a restaurant with over three hundred Shandong dishes, would it really lose to just a few top-tier recipes?’

Yu Guoguang shook his head and said nothing.

"Daddy, Tongtong wants more Moo Shu Pork! Please give me a little more!"

Jiang Tongtong whined, tugging on Jiang Liu’s pant leg.

"Have your mother get it for you!"

"Mommy!"

"Okay, just a moment." Jun Qingmeng was clearing plates. She looked up and casually tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear with her slender, lovely hand.

Lei Yuming, who was still eating, froze for a second.

’Moo Shu Pork?’

’Isn’t that a Shandong dish?’

.....

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