Mu Xin and Hou Yao divided the remaining half portion of Niu River into two.

Mr. Hou divided the spoils fairly, both receiving a large chopstickful of rice noodles, three to four slices of beef, and another chopstick of side dishes.

Mu Xin didn't use chopsticks to eat; instead, he held the lunchbox and directly shoveled this quarter portion of Niu River into his mouth.

First bite down.

The meat was tender and juicy, the surface of the rice noodles slightly crispy, and the fresh bean sprouts and onions were a bit crunchy, yet very dry. All these textures and flavors blended together made Mu Xin let out a long sigh.

Satisfying!

Second bite, third bite.

Mu Xin's expression gradually turned to enjoyment, yet it was also filled with shock.

This taste... the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes.

Especially the slightly dry layer on the surface of the rice noodles seems to fully integrate the flavors of the side dishes and seasonings, then cooked at high temperature; it's unbelievably delicious!

Mu Xin gulped down a mouthful of Niu River, feeling much more at ease, and unwillingly said, "Damn, it feels like it's cooked better than those chefs in our restaurant."

Hou Yao savored it delicately too, "Hey, don't mention those chefs at the restaurant. Even I can't reach this level."

"Oh?"

Hou Yao continued, "Xiao Chen really took this dish to the next level, dry, fry, these two key points have been executed to the extreme, the key is the wok's breath!"

Hou Yao squinted slightly, recalling the whole process of Chen Mo cooking seen in the live broadcast room.

"The fact that he uses open flame cooking is already absurd. Before, I couldn't understand why he did it, but after tasting it, I roughly guessed."

"Hurry up, why!"

Hou Yao confidently said, "Normally, with high heat stir-fry, you can see a lot of smoke, which, to put it bluntly, is the so-called wok's breath."

"Why is dry-fried Niu River always best right out of the wok? Just one night and the wok's breath is gone."

Indeed, Mu Xin agreed.

It's the same in the TV series Blossoms, where Li Li couldn't find President Bao in the private room, only to discover that he had already snuck into the back kitchen. Although there was a deeper meaning, President Bao's statement was that dry-fried Niu River must be eaten as soon as it's out of the wok.

This is enough to show that the so-called wok's breath is the true soul of this dish.

Stir-frying dry and savory, any chef can achieve after practicing a few times, but getting the wok's breath is not necessarily the case.

Hou Yao continued, "Xiao Chen continuously uses open flames, the temperature is definitely high enough, so where did the smoke go?"

Mu Xin said nothing, waiting for an answer.

"It all got incorporated into the ingredients! Although you can't see the wok's breath, it actually manifests more fully under extreme high temperatures and open flames, all getting fried into the ingredients, so that's why we feel the more we chew, the tastier it gets!"

Wow.

Mu Xin didn't expect that despite all the flashy frying by Chen Mo, it wasn't just for show, it actually made some sense.

"Or maybe..." At this moment Mu Xin considered recruiting Chen Mo into the restaurant.

Being so young and possessing such skills, Xiao Chen, who isn't even a professional chef and does this as a hobby during his free time, it's quite terrifying!

Given time, with some systematic guidance from the famous chefs at my restaurant, he'll be going places!

Hou Yao saw through his boss's intention, "I advise you to drop that thought, I mentioned to Xiao Chen about coming to work, and the kid refused very decisively."

Mu Xin didn't care at all about this.

You can refuse a high salary, but could you reject sincerity?

Suddenly, it seemed less annoying that Mu Mu was always hanging around Chen Mo.

"Open up! You two damn well open the door for me!"

Mu Xin was still deep in thought, interrupted by an angry shout nearby. Both men looked towards the door to see Fang Zhizhong, with a fierce expression, sprawled across it, looking like he wanted to eat someone.

.....

Chen Mo never expected that merely making a casual dry-fried Niu River resulted in several people clinging onto it.

"No way, you have to make a few more today. Otherwise, you'll have to roll over me!"

Liu Chengming lay defiantly in front of the food cart.

"Exactly! Brother Liu stayed in the hospital just to eat Boss Xiao Chen's meals, didn't get discharged as planned, and yet didn't get a bite. Finally, tasting Niu River noodles, and I can't get full?" Du Qiming fanned the flames on the side.

Old Zhao felt conflicted and powerless, uncertain who to help. After all, such behavior was indeed a bit rogue, yet inside he longed for another helping.

Because when he entered the operating room this morning, Old Zhao went in on an empty stomach, thus he was more inclined to enjoy the show.

If this doesn't happen, at least Boss Xiao Chen couldn't blame me.

If it works out, I might get a piece of the action.

Chen Mo looked helplessly at Liu Chengming lying on the ground, "Really not getting up?"

"Not getting up until I eat Niu River!"

So stubborn.

Chen Mo attempted to reason again, "It's not like I don't want to make it, there are no ingredients left. Understand? Like, all the ingredients have been used up, want to cook even if I wanted to."

Liu Chengming didn't care, retorting, "Yesterday when you didn't have ingredients, that Dunzi went out and bought them for you!"

Chen Mo was stumped into silence.

So he asked again, "Really not getting up?"

"Not getting up!"

Chen Mo turned and pulled Mu Mu out, "See that Maybach at the entrance?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Go out, get in, then go home."

"Huh?" Mu Mu looked baffled, not getting what Brother Mo meant.

Then she saw Chen Mo open the car door, jump in after taking off his shoes, adjust his posture and stick half his head out, "Guys, I'm going to sleep now! Let's talk tomorrow."

As the windows rolled up, Chen Mo even pressed the lock button.

biubiu~

The lights blinked twice, and the whole car fell into silence, leaving the people outside the food cart bewildered in the dark.

Liu Chengming climbed up from the ground in confusion, peered into the car window, "Does this car have a bed?"

Not only a bed, it's soundproof too.

Chen Mo lay comfortably in bed, turning over with delight, oblivious to the chaos outside, right now he only wanted to!

"Claim the reward!"

The completion of Skill Seeking 2 meant that, at least in the system's judgment, Chen Mo could precisely master the skill of [frying] with the help of the progress bar.

Of course, leaving the food cart was another matter.

And the reward this time, the black ladle, was Chen Mo's real focus, because with the black wok's presence, Chen Mo's cooking speed almost doubled, meaning income during business hours doubled too!

So what kind of badass gadget is this black ladle?

Thought clear, the system awarded the prize, Chen Mo flipped over idly waiting.

"What did Mu Mu leave that's so ouchy."

After groping for a while at the corner of the bed, he finally pulled out the ouchy object and in the dim hospital light Chen Mo saw clearly.

Black ladle!

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