Chapter 444 - 167: Boss, Aren’t You on a Health Kick Lately?

Chapter 444: Chapter 167: Boss, Aren’t You on a Health Kick Lately?

Typically, one full scoop of rice slurry from a standard eight-liang ladle, spread evenly in a steamer tray, is just enough for one serving of cheung fun.

Ah Wu could see that the steamer tray Su Chen produced was a full twice the size of an ordinary one. You couldn’t even buy something like that on the market!

It absolutely had to be custom-made!

’I’d like to see what kind of trick this Boss Su is playing! Don’t tell me he’s planning to make two servings at once?’

That was the only explanation Ah Wu could come up with.

He watched as Su Chen, also using an eight-liang ladle, scooped up some of the rice slurry that had no additives. The amount was even a little less than what Ah Wu himself would normally use.

Then, he raised the ladle high!

The rice slurry poured from the ladle like flowing water, forming lines as fine as strands of hair!

’This step requires meticulous care and a steady hand. Without the Magic Sticker, I’d have to activate White Jade Hand to pull it off!’

’The hair-thin streams of rice slurry flow evenly into the steamer tray, and then a gentle shake is all it takes to spread it flat.’

The Magic Sticker was on Su Chen’s right wrist, and combined with the effect of the [Precise Strike] badge, the rice slurry poured from the ladle onto the steamer tray in a long, winding path.

By the time the ladle was empty, the path was complete.

Immediately, Su Chen lifted the tray and gave it a shake!

Since no tapioca starch or wheat starch had been added, the rice slurry was extremely fluid. The fine, hair-like lines immediately swished back and forth, covering the entire steamer tray.

Ah Wu was stunned.

From his angle and at this distance, the steamer tray looked completely empty!

He had to take a few steps forward before he could faintly make out a shimmering film spread across the stainless steel tray.

’So, Boss Su is doing this to make the cheung fun even thinner? But the problem is...’

There was nothing wrong with making it thinner. It was no exaggeration to say that this was a goal for many cheung fun makers.

If it was spread too thickly, the result wouldn’t be much different from Shaanxi liangpi.

But for such a thin layer, and with no tapioca starch added, the rice slurry had an excessively high water content.

If it were steamed just like this...

Ah Wu said nothing. He wanted to see exactly how this Boss Su would handle the problem.

But it seemed Su Chen wasn’t finished.

He watched Su Chen quickly slide the tray into the steamer cabinet. Billowing clouds of steam were already pouring out, a sign that the water below was at a furious boil.

The tray was inside for maybe twenty or thirty seconds before Su Chen yanked it right back out!

’Holy cow! So the cheung fun isn’t made all at once?’ At this point, Ah Wu was no longer just shocked; he was utterly confused.

Because Boss Su’s process for making cheung fun was completely different from anything he had ever seen or known!

With the tray pulled out, Su Chen put on a pair of kitchen gloves and grabbed a handful of minced meat from a nearby bowl.

Ah Wu stared intently.

’Minced beef? That color... it doesn’t look raw, but it doesn’t look cooked, either...’

He sprinkled the minced beef evenly over the partially-set rice batter, then slid the tray back into the steamer.

But the thing that bothered Ah Wu the most about the whole process was...

Why the hell wasn’t Boss Su adding an egg?

But judging by the relieved look on Boss Su’s face, the preparation was apparently complete.

"You two, it’ll probably be another four or five minutes."

"No rush. Haste makes waste, and you can’t eat hot cheung fun if you’re impatient either. Boss Su, your technique just now was truly..." Feng Yaoyang thought for a long time, unable to find the words.

"Miraculous!!!"

The two turned their heads and saw that a chubby-faced man had appeared beside them at some point.

On closer inspection...

Wasn’t that the world champion!

"Miraculous! Absolutely miraculous! Boss, to make cheung fun as thin as a cicada’s wing... you must be the only person in the world who can do that. So... can I mooch a serving later?" Liu Ahbao asked, shamelessly sucking up.

"Get lost!"

"Aye! You got it!"

Liu Ahbao’s ass-kissing got him nowhere, so he cheerfully scurried over to Zhang the Second.

Since he’d won the world championship, Su Chen had given him a two-thousand-yuan raise, and he’d been eating with little restraint for the past few days.

After learning about Liu Ahbao’s raise, Zhang Li and He Shuting had quietly started studying, supposedly to test for some professional certification in hopes of getting a raise too.

But later, Zhang Li told them, "A world champion gets a two-thousand-yuan raise. You do the math!"

Su Chen had only heard about all this through the grapevine. Although Aunt Fang was now the head of cleaning, she always personally handled the 19th floor herself.

Whenever she was cleaning Su Chen’s office, she would inevitably mutter a few words about it.

Feng Yaoyang rubbed his protruding belly. "That fellow just now was right, Boss Su’s skill is miraculous! I can’t wait to enjoy this delicacy!"

Just then, a group of young people at a nearby table finished their meal and left, and a cleaning lady immediately cleared it.

Feng Yaoyang pointed to the table. "Boss Su, I’ll go have a seat and wait!"

"Mm."

Ah Wu, who had come with him, showed no intention of sitting down. It seemed he planned to observe the entire process to the very end.

Ah Wu stared at the steamer tray.

’Boss Su certainly has a trick up his sleeve for making cheung fun, but I still don’t know how it will actually taste.’

’But cheung fun isn’t just about the rice noodle itself; the flavor and texture of the sauce are crucial too!’

’My own secret-recipe sauce, which I developed after extensive research, is a huge favorite with Boss Feng. Now, let’s see how Boss Su’s sauce measures up!’