I'm the Culinary God

Chapter 1469 - 571: Proletarian Warrior—Lucy! Unique Table Booking Quest? Interesting!

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Chapter 1469: Chapter 571: Proletarian Warrior—Lucy! Unique Table Booking Quest? Interesting!

"This drink is so good, where did you buy it?"

Lucy tasted a bit of Kvass and found the flavor amazing—sweet, with a hint of honey, and the bitterness of beer was very mild, completely different from the dark wheat beers and barley beers she usually drank.

So she asked with a mix of speaking and gesturing, intending to buy some to keep at her place.

Shen Jiayue didn’t expect to meet someone else who couldn’t drink alcohol and used her phone to search for Kvass, translated the page into English, and handed it to Lucy.

This proletarian white beauty looked at it, then immediately sent Luo Shan a message via her phone:

"When I get back to Beijing, I’ll treat you to beer."

Ha! When the time comes, I’ll drink Kvass, and you’ll drink strong beer—I’ll drink you under the table!

Soon, Luo Shan replied with a message:

"Think about how you’re going to pay next month’s rent, still thinking about beer? I like that beer, but you can’t afford it."

That’s what you call a killing blow to the heart.

Lucy was fuming as she downed a big gulp of Kvass, and angrily cursed capitalism, cursed the filthy capitalists, and even shouted one of the slogans Geng Lele taught her in the past couple of days:

"The red flag will eventually be raised across Earth!"

With a bottle of Kvass down, Lucy looked at Shen Jiayue and asked:

"Shen, should we join forces to defeat the capitalists?"

Shen Jiayue: ?????

Am I supposed to fight myself?

She laughed and pushed forward the smoked eggs and other snacks on the table:

"These are from the Fishing Platform; Auntie, have a try. Let me know what you like, and I’ll bring some for you next time."

It seemed like Lucy was being seriously bullied by the lady master.

Westerners can’t compare to Orientals when it comes to trickery; the lady master, having weathered the business world for decades, is sharp as a tack—while Auntie Lucy’s thoughts are far less complex.

Alas, she traveled thousands of miles to China, was first enchanted by the master, and now bullied by the lady master.

So miserable...

"Hey! Why are you drinking here?"

While the two were chatting away like chickens and ducks speaking different languages, Geng Lele came over swinging her little mushroom head, along with Tongtong, who hadn’t visited the store in a while.

Shen Jiayue said:

"Lin Xu brought all sorts of smoked meats and drinks from the Fishing Platform; I’m here with Lucy tasting them. Little Tongtong, where have you been for the Spring Festival? Why didn’t you come to visit me?"

"I went to Hainan and caught big crabs, ate mantis shrimps—so much fun, but there were so many people."

During the Spring Festival, Tongtong flew to Hainan with her parents and grandparents, and over there, the little girl had a super fun time and even lost a tooth.

Now her front tooth has a gap, and she speaks with a bit of a lisp.

Shen Jiayue looked behind her, seeing that Grandpa Yu hadn’t come along, and asked:

"Want a drink?"

"Sure!"

And so, four people with different identities and ages sat in the booth, each with a bottle of Kvass, just drinking away.

Lin Xu worried that Shen Jiayue might not be full just eating smoked foods and drinking Kvass, so he specially made a small pot of lawei claypot rice.

When he emerged from the kitchen with it, he paused for a moment at the sight.

Oh my, is this a meeting of the Hogwarts Magic Academy?

He brought the claypot rice to the table, and when Shen Jiayue smelled the aroma, she quickly took the heat-resistant pad beside her and placed it on the table.

The scent of Cantonese sausage mixed with the aroma of rice was particularly enticing, and the sauce drizzled on the edges of the pot released a rich, savory flavor.

"Made some claypot rice; anyone who’s hungry can help themselves. If there’s anything else you’d like, just let me know; the lunch rush is about to end, so the kitchen isn’t too busy."

With Auntie Lucy present, Shen Jiayue definitely had to ask the elder first:

"Auntie Lucy, is there anything you’d like to eat?"

"Anything’s fine; I’ve already adapted to Chinese cuisine. I find it delicious and magical..."

Lin Xu, recalling there was fresh beef in the kitchen, asked:

"How about some beef tartare?"

He couldn’t make much Western cuisine; aside from beef tartare, it was just goose liver dishes. But the store didn’t have foie gras at the moment, and making it would require purchasing more.

Beef tartare was a bit easier; just cutting it up and mixing with egg yolk would do.

Lucy, hearing that Lin Xu could make beef tartare, looked a bit surprised:

"You can cook Western food! Amazing!"

Lin Xu chuckled; Western cuisine emphasizes ingredients, and as long as the quality is high, the cooking method is actually quite simple—a concept completely opposite to Chinese cuisine.

The development of Chinese cuisine was actually due to a lack of material abundance combined with ancient ingredients being hard to preserve, which spawned many methods to enhance freshness and flavor.

As for meat, Western restaurants commonly serve steak, which Chinese chefs often see as a wasteful existence.

Such a nice piece of beef should at least be stir-fried into two small dishes; just grilling it and eating it is really wasting the ingredient.

While he was in the kitchen cooking, Shen Jiayue vividly described to Lucy how delicious Lin Xu’s foie gras was, even defeating Western chefs.

Lucy listened in surprise, planning to definitely try it when she had the time.

Among the four, Lucy couldn’t speak Mandarin; the few phrases she mastered were specifically learned for Luo Shan.

Shen Jiayue’s peak in English was during the level four exam, and after passing, her proficiency sharply declined—now she mostly just knew some common words and short phrases, with virtually no spoken proficiency.

As for Tongtong, there was no need to mention it—she’s still in the stage of recognizing letters and learning words.

Geng Lele’s spoken English was actually a weak point, despite being the best at English among them.

Yet despite the language barrier, the four of them were chatting happily, often incorporating some sign language while speaking.

Lin Xu came out from the kitchen with the finished beef tartare, seeing this scene, he felt like he was watching an Italian movie.

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