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With his injured right hand, he used his backpack as a shield to pull out a plate of Mouthwatering Chicken from the storage space.
This was a dish he had packed from a Sichuan restaurant in Gubei Town.
Served on a simple paper plate, it was covered with a layer of plastic wrap, which had flattened the chicken slices.
The presentation was not very appealing.
Compared to the plate of Mouthwatering Chicken with half a plate of red oil made by Lu Huiyun, Chen Zao's dish had only a thin layer of red oil on the chicken slices, making it look somewhat bland.
The portion of this Mouthwatering Chicken was also quite small.
There were only seven pieces of chicken, all squeezed together.
It was garnished with some crushed peanuts and cilantro leaves, lacking any particularly remarkable features.
This was just the most ordinary street food in the Golden Age, unworthy of being served at a banquet.
However, Chen Zao was confident that he could win over Ren Yuan with this dish.
He had tasted the Mouthwatering Chicken from this restaurant before; despite its unappealing appearance, the flavor was absolutely authentic.
Even if Ren Yuan had a picky palate, he believed that someone like her, who was used to eating "garbage" as an Apocalyptic Person, would have nothing to complain about after trying this Mouthwatering Chicken.
Chen Zao pretended to be very sincere as he placed the dish of Mouthwatering Chicken on one side of the long dining table and tore off the plastic wrap covering the paper box.
Ren Xiao eagerly leaned over to take a sniff but was disappointed when she didn't detect any particularly strong aroma.
The chicken in this Mouthwatering Chicken dish is surprisingly white, contrasting sharply with the grayish-brown chicken made by Lu Huiyun.
"Chef Chen, what kind of chicken did you use for the Mouthwatering Chicken? Why is it so white? Are you sure... you added all the ingredients?"
Ren Xiao was worried that Chen Zao had messed up and asked in advance.
"Of course I added everything. This chicken is an old acquaintance of yours."
"My old acquaintance?"
"Do you remember the Chicken Nuggets I made three days ago?"
"This... is it from the same Swimming Chicken?"
"Smart." Chen Zao was talking nonsense: "The breast meat of the Swimming Chicken is the most tender. I only used its breast meat for cooking before, but later you told me that Commander Yuan likes to eat Mouthwatering Chicken, and I didn't have suitable chicken ingredients on hand. I thought, why not just retrieve that discarded Swimming Chicken? So I used its leg meat to make this Mouthwatering Chicken for Commander Yuan."
Ren Xiao was dumbfounded. Chef Chen actually retrieved a discarded dead chicken to cook for her Sister Two. How could it possibly taste good?
In such hot weather, without freezing measures, wouldn't the chicken spoil immediately?
Even if that were true, Chef Chen shouldn't have come out with it!
How could his intelligence be so low!
Ren Xiao was anxious and almost wanted to grab a piece of Mouthwatering Chicken to taste it herself first. If it tasted good, she would then take it to her Sister Two.
Ren Yuan and Li Jiang watched as Chen Zao presented a flat, unappetizing plate of chicken. They had little interest to begin with, and hearing that this dish was made from several discarded dead chickens completely shattered their expectations for the Mouthwatering Chicken.
Lu Huiyun stretched her neck to take a look at Chen Zao's Mouthwatering Chicken and chuckled, "Is this what the first Gourmet Chef made? Truly extraordinary, ha ha ha."
"Who are you?" Chen Zao asked, still unaware of Lu Huiyun's identity.
"This is my chef, the head chef of the Commander's Office Dining Hall—Chef Lu."
With Sister Two personally introducing her, Lu Huiyun felt quite important, straightening her back as if her status was several levels above Chen Zao's.
"Chef Lu, is it?" Chen Zao inquired. "Did you make all these dishes on the table?"
"Of course I did."
"And what about that red dish? Is that also Mouthwatering Chicken?"
"The red one? That's the top-grade red chili oil specially blended by Sister Two! Now that's what true Mouthwatering Chicken is!"
"Don't joke with me. That doesn't even deserve to be called Mouthwatering Chicken. I can tell just by looking at it that the meat must be spoiled; it's blackened. You think you can cover up the smell of the chicken with red oil, but that's just making it more obvious. Our tongues may go numb, but our taste buds won't be completely fooled. Dishes filled with excessive red oil only provide a spicy numbing sensation, lacking any freshness, aroma, tenderness, or moisture. I wouldn't eat this even if it were given to me for free."
"You're being too arrogant!" Lu Huiyun was infuriated.
"Is this what you call arrogance? Just take a bite of my Mouthwatering Chicken, and you'll know what true 'arrogance' is and what real Mouthwatering Chicken tastes like!"
Chen Zao gently pushed the paper plate of Mouthwatering Chicken to the center of the table for Ren Yuan and the others to taste.
"This Mouthwatering Chicken may only have seven pieces, but each piece is worth its weight in gold! Not to mention how rare this Swimming Chicken is in the world; it took me several years to gather all the various aromatic ingredients I used to marinate this chicken. Each ingredient is just a tiny bit, but it’s enough to make this Mouthwatering Chicken shine with its most brilliant flavor!"
With his hands behind his back and chest out, Chen Zao continued, "You should have noticed by now that the biggest difference between me, Chen Zao, and other chefs is that I never cook for money; I cook for the eternal taste that can linger in people's hearts! I never make garbage food that doesn’t leave people with beautiful memories. Whatever I create will definitely be exquisite cuisine. This Mouthwatering Chicken is just that! And I won't cheat you; I know that a piece of this chicken being worth its weight in gold might seem a bit pricey. So let me give you a cost price: for the whole chicken, I'll only charge you one gram of gold. Xiao Officer has already paid me one gram of gold as a deposit, so after you finish eating, remember to settle the balance for me."
The few people at the table were stunned, thinking Chen Zao was joking.
But seeing Chen Zao's serious demeanor, it seemed he really intended to sell this chicken for one gram of gold!
Is this guy crazy?
This wasn't just overcharging; it was practically an insult to their intelligence!
Did he really think everyone in the room was as foolish as Ren Xiao?
He claimed that unlike other chefs, he didn't cook for money.
It turned out he wasn't cooking for money; he was robbing them!
Li Jiang slammed the table in anger, puffing up his cheeks and glaring as he shouted, "You bold one! You actually dared to come to our Commander's Office with such outrageous prices! I'm going to try your so-called priceless Mouthwatering Chicken, and if it’s not good, I’ll treat you like a chicken!"
In a fit of rage, Li Jiang reached for the plate and grabbed two pieces of chicken with his chopsticks, shoving them into his greasy mouth.
He chewed down hard.
He thought that the white chicken meat would be tough and soft.
What he received was an unexpectedly tender texture.
Unlike the dry and astringent meat of the Mouthwatering Chicken made by Lu Huiyun, the Mouthwatering Chicken prepared by Chen Zao had a surprisingly moist and tender texture!
To put it in professional terms: this chicken is extremely rich in soluble proteins!
The delightful texture left Li Jiang astonished!
As he continued to savor it, he realized that this chicken was not just about its texture.
The pure, spicy, and fragrant aroma gradually spread across Li Jiang's palate as he chewed the chicken, leaving him completely stunned!
With both hands on the edge of the table, he suddenly stood up from his chair.
It was hard to tell whether he was overwhelmed with pleasure or discomfort.
He leaned back, tilting his head upward, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head!
His entire back arched backward with force.
The sensation… felt like a wild boar was wreaking havoc at the dining table, creating utter chaos!
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