Lu Yingqiu pretended not to hear her father's question, hummed a tune, turned her head, and went back inside to help tidy up.

"Brother, let the kid grow up. Don't be too strict," Lu Yongmin said, patting his older brother on the shoulder to comfort him.

Now everyone is thinking with one mind, working with a single purpose, all wondering if they can really achieve a turnover of a hundred thousand yuan tomorrow as suggested by Chen Mo. It's just the beginning now, and even if it's achieved, it needs to be maintained.

There's still a long way to go...

With such a big thing weighing on their minds, Boss Lu made a few simple stir-fried dishes. No one was really in the mood to eat, and they all just ate a few bites and then went back to rest.

On the other side, of course, Chen Mo needed to return to the RV to rest!

As for feeding the cat, in fact, after arriving in Hanyang, Xiao Juzi disappeared again, no trace of it, probably out mingling with some female cats.

Chen Mo returned to the RV alone, where the interior space automatically transformed into a large area of 80 square meters. Happily, he took a bath and lay down in the bedroom.

"The current situation isn't optimistic. Tomorrow is a weekday, and there's no market in Hanyang Town."

"But there's still a chance."

Chen Mo was very grateful. Today, as business hours were coming to an end, he made himself some Twice-cooked Pork Fried Rice. This led to quite a few tourists doing some rather outrageous things afterwards.

Money has been spent, so most of them will probably come back tomorrow to have me cook fried rice for them. I'll unleash a big surprise then!

Imagining the grand scene of tomorrow, Chen Mo drifted peacefully to sleep.

At three in the morning, the alarm suddenly rang, jolting Chen Mo awake from a beautiful dream.

In the dream, LuLu was chasing him again, with the Cadillac owner in tow!

He quickly freshened up, then left the RV and headed toward Lu Fang.

When he arrived at Lu Fang, he found that everyone else was already sitting upright inside, as if they were all waiting just for him.

"Didn't you all sleep?"

Lu the Second wore a bitter expression, "We did, but couldn't sleep at all."

"I've been thinking, we invested quite a lot of money on ingredients and utensils yesterday; what if today..." Boss Lu worried from another perspective.

Chen Mo sat next to Brother Lu, "Don't worry, all this money is my responsibility. After all, we agreed that the revenue goes to me."

"That's not what I meant..." Lu Yongjun hurriedly said.

Chen Mo waved his hand, "I know. Alright, let's get to work! Although there's no market in Hanyang today, let's create a new event ourselves!"

Seeing Chen Mo's confidence, the others felt a little less worried.

Chen Mo got on the food truck, following the time labels Lu Yingqiu had posted, and took out the baskets, extracting ten portions at once.

"Where's the oven we bought yesterday?"

"Here." Lu the Second called for his helpers to bring down a huge oven from the truck, "I say, Xiaochen, there are electric ovens nowadays, why are you still using charcoal?"

It's hard to pinpoint a specific reason.

Both baking methods have their pros and cons, so it's not as simple as saying one is better than the other. The big advantage of electric baking is that the temperature is very stable; whatever you set is what you get, no higher, no lower.

But charcoal grilling...

"Electric grilling just feels off-taste-wise, can't quite pinpoint it," Chen Mo said casually.

It's like eating barbecue.

Many barbecue lovers, when choosing a barbecue restaurant, if they find the place uses electric grills, they just cross it off their list.

They feel like meat skewers grilled on an electric grill just aren't the same as those grilled on charcoal.

According to the recipe, this is a new cooking technique called "Kang."

"Kang" and "grilling" or "baking" are completely different techniques, and only using briquettes, which are mechanically produced charcoal lit to a faint flame, can accomplish the "Kang" process.

The dried beef slices were placed individually on the wire racks, ten layers in all, and then placed in the oven.

Chen Mo took the blowtorch Lu the Second brought and quickly turned the briquettes white so no visible flame remained, looking like mere ash but still warm to the touch.

"Yingqiu, keep track of the time."

Chen Mo instructed, "Roast each batch of ten for 15 minutes, then take them out. Don't mess with the fire."

The oven was placed outside, and without a progress bar, Chen Mo could only rely on the exact timing.

At three-thirty in the morning, with the first batch of beef slices roasted to readiness, everyone rushed over. The beef slices turned a dark red color, and everyone sniffed hard. After several times, their faces displayed some obvious disappointment.

"What's the rush? The dish hasn't been prepared yet."

The beef slices, after being dried for 14 hours, had already lost a lot of moisture. After 15 minutes of roasting, there wasn't much water left inside. Now, taking a whole piece wouldn't worry about tearing it; rather, the concern would be breaking it with too much force.

Because they look so crispy!

Chen Mo placed the ten beef slices into a large steamer basket previously used for steaming buns, "I didn't expect this thing could be so handy at times like this."

When steaming buns before, this item was bought in quantity; there were five of them, more than enough.

Add water, start the fire!

Bring the water to a boil on high heat directly!

Ten pieces of beef steamed for half an hour on high heat, and the oven produced another twenty pieces. Chen Mo methodically placed these into the steamer basket again over high heat.

The first batch of ten pieces was cut into small pieces, 1.2 inches long and 0.8 inches wide.

With the meat slices smaller, they were much easier to handle. They only needed to be steamed for another one and a half hours.

Starting from dawn, the work was somewhat repetitive and monotonous. The Lu Brothers were responsible for repeatedly sending the dried beef into the oven and taking it out when the time was right.

Uncle Biao got up early, hoping to taste some Lantern Shadow Beef early, but ended up being assigned to cut meat at the new shop, almost collapsing entirely.

Chen Mo was on the food truck—steaming meat, steaming meat, and still steaming meat!

Finally, after an hour and a half, the first wave of ten portions of beef slices was taken out.

Jia Zhijun, who had nothing better to do, started again.

"It's so difficult to dry and roast the meat only to steam it soft again. What's the point?"

"Teacher Jia, you've been in the food world for many years; honestly, which cooking techniques do you think can work the magic of turning something ordinary into something extraordinary?"

Jia Zhijun thought about it, feeling that Chen Mo's question wasn't trying to trick him. Now, when talking with Chen Mo, he's always very cautious.

Because one careless move, and Chen Mo would get to show off successfully, leaving his own reputation in tatters.

Jia Zhijun said, "It has to be deep-frying, grilling, and stir-frying."

Those techniques are indeed remarkable, and Chen Mo nodded in agreement.

These techniques have the magic of turning something ordinary into something extraordinary; during the deep-frying, grilling, and stir-frying processes, ingredients exposed to high temperatures undergo the Maillard reaction—a principle many modern people know.

"Well then... have you ever wondered what's the principle behind deep frying?"

Chen Mo took out the small slices of meat that had been steamed for another hour and a half, dispersed them in the baskets to cool, and also awaited the gourmand's answer.

What, then, is the principle of deep frying?

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