Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 338 - 315: The Video Exploded!

[大道至简.]

[Fried rice, there’s nothing to it, just the technique.]

Chen Mo: (′Д`).

Why does it feel like the system is also acting smarty-pants?

[The term "fried rice" already sums up this delicious dish quite precisely.]

[Since you’ve requested to analyze the recipe based on Yangzhou Fried Rice, the best recipe derived from the analysis is different from the versatile fried rice you learned before. This recipe is based on Yangzhou Fried Rice.]

What are the characteristics of Yangzhou Fried Rice?

In order to let Chen Mo understand [fried rice] better, the system even brought out a recipe for Yangzhou Fried Rice for comparison.

"Damn, there’s an industry standard for this thing?"

This was something Chen Mo didn’t expect.

Fried rice can actually have a standard? Interesting. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Upon further research, it’s discovered that to make a qualified Yangzhou Fried Rice locally, the standard stipulates that ingredients such as rehydrated sea cucumber and cooked chicken breast must be included, and it also has to achieve the "gold wrapping silver" effect, which means the egg liquid must evenly coat the rice grains.

Moreover, during the frying, one must also add broth to enhance the flavor.

In summary, whether it’s the technique or ingredients, everything is very particular, to the point where one could say it’s been made into a work of art.

"No wonder they sell it for over three hundred bucks a plate, haha. Let me see what my recipe’s all about."

...

Gao Hao was woken up early by the urgent ringing of his phone.

"Are you freaking nuts? Why did you post about our dinner gathering online?"

The voice on the other end, Zhang Huixiang, was noticeably angry, and the angrier the other person got, the more smug Gao Hao felt.

Who’s making me lose a month’s salary to feed you all with gusto?

"I just wanted to capture your ugly faces and post them online to let the netizens judge!"

Zhang Huixiang was dumbfounded, "Why the hell did you use the company’s account? I saw over thirty missed calls from our leader this morning and I don’t even dare to answer. Now you tell me, how do I explain this?"

No... Gao Hao could only feel his scalp tingling. What company account?

In a hurry, he couldn’t even hang up the phone, and quickly opened Douyin on his phone.

Seeing the 99+ notifications in the backend, Gao Hao’s heart raced, his mind went blank, and he inexplicably remembered a question someone had raised on a forum earlier.

How big of a mess can an ordinary person make while at work?

When he saw the post had already reached over a million views, Gao Hao wasn’t just tingling anymore; his heart stopped.

"Damn it..." Gao Hao immediately opened the backend to check the comments. At a glance, the most liked comments were all angrily criticizing the boss who made the lion’s head meatballs.

They said it wasn’t authentic, it was overpriced, and that their tourism department was a shill and a traitor.

Hiss...

Gao Hao collapsed onto the bed, hearing Zhang Huixiang’s voice calling "hello, hello" on the other end of the phone. He was completely numb and had no idea what to say.

Generally speaking, when a public institution encounters a special event, there’s only one principle: whether right or wrong, stabilize the situation.

Yes, deleting the video now would be a cover-up; analyzing who is more wrong will just let the event develop in an unknown direction. The key now is to stabilize the netizens’ emotions and let this matter calm down quickly!

Gao Hao’s brain was running at full speed, the phone was vibrating again; looking at the leader’s incoming call, he didn’t know what to do.

"Gao Hao, are you crazy? Look at the mess you’ve made!"

"I’m telling you, if you don’t handle this well, don’t bother coming to work!"

"Now, right now, issue a clarification video immediately, explain that this was your personal action, acknowledge your work negligence, and publicly apologize to all netizens!"

Gao Hao numbly tossed his phone aside, completely flabbergasted.

When it comes to errors at work, it’s usually nothing major, just some criticism and correction.

But this time, it’s truly embarrassing beyond words.

Not only did it damage the company’s reputation, but even his colleagues’ reputations took a hit; thinking about this left Gao Hao dumbfounded.

He rushed to the bathroom, splashed cold water on his face, and then set his phone to airplane mode, leaving only the home WiFi connected, and started recording an apology video.

After recording several videos, Gao Hao still felt something was off.

It’s just...

"Even though it’s wrong to post private videos, I can’t go against my conscience by pandering to the netizens."

"They haven’t tasted those lion’s head meatballs and think it’s inauthentic and doesn’t taste right, but I’ve tasted it, and it’s really good!"

Thus, a new video was born.

...

Yu Hongtao was puffing on a cigarette, dark circles under his eyes.

"What’s wrong with you? You’re actually arguing with unknown netizens all night?"

"You don’t understand."

Yu Hongtao’s fingers were typing rapidly on the screen: "If you haven’t eaten it, you have no right to speak. Don’t just take my word for it, look at the video, aren’t the people in it chowing down enthusiastically? That proves it’s delicious!"

As soon as a comment was posted, countless replies came firing back.

"Bullshit! The authentic lion’s head is our Yangzhou cuisine, have you seen any Yangzhou restaurant put soy sauce in lion’s head meatballs?"

"How much are you charging per comment, buddy? Let’s all make money together!"

"This guy must be a shill too. Is setting up a stall so expensive now, needing to hire online water army, 666."

Yu Hongtao was so mad he could get an aneurysm, how could these netizens not pay attention to what he was saying, their retorts were utterly off-topic, especially a user named "Food Is The Heaven," who had been arguing with him since late last night! It was infuriating!

Taking a deep breath, Yu Hongtao prepared for a new round of battle when his phone notified him of a new video release by Yangzhou Culture and Tourism.

Momentarily setting aside his resentment, Yu Hongtao clicked to watch the video.

"Dear fans and Yangzhou citizens, I am Gao Hao from the tourism bureau. First, I’d like to apologize to everyone here!"

"I didn’t expect the previous video to cause such a strong reaction from you all. The release of this video was my negligence at work. Last night, I was with a few friends..."

The apology video mainly explained the background and details of the video’s release, adhering to conventional standards.

However, at the end of the video.

"But I swear by my conscience! That lion’s head is truly delicious; if you don’t believe me, you can visit the Ecological Garden, the stall is at the North Gate. Try it for yourself, I’m not lying!"

Watching the video, Yu Hongtao felt someone had vented his anger for him, and he rushed to the comments section.

"What did I tell you, that lion’s head is really good! No arguments, if anyone disagrees, meet me at the Ecological Garden tonight! I’ll be wearing a white polo shirt, and if anyone says it’s not good, I’ll pay for it on the spot!"

Yu Hongtao had this confidence.

When faced with genuine cuisine, no one can in good conscience say something delicious isn’t.

Unless they’ve eaten it once and don’t want a second helping.

But recalling Boss Xiao Chen’s lion’s head, Yu Hongtao felt it had an irresistible charm; whoever took a bite would have to have another to be satisfied.

After the comment, Yu Hongtao found the white polo shirt in the closet and, staring at it for a moment, put it back.

He chose a blue polo shirt instead.

"Where do you think you’re going? You haven’t slept all night and you’re still going out?"

"Don’t you worry." Yu Hongtao said confidently, "I’m going out to settle a score, dammit."

Yuan Xiaolin watched his back, feeling puzzled, was it really worth it over a bite of food?

Is it worth it? Well, it truly is.

At least to Chen Mo, who believed most cuisine in this world wasn’t easily obtained; even paying a small price for a bite was absolutely worth it.

Just like the [fried rice] in front of Chen Mo at the moment.

"System, you’re holding me in too high regard, a simple recipe like this is actually so difficult to make?"

[It was your requirement that the process must be cool.]

"But this is too much, couldn’t it have been a little simpler?"

[You requested it to be made based on Yangzhou Fried Rice.]

"Alright, shut up already."

Chen Mo sat down, holding the [fried rice] that he had barely managed to make after seven or eight attempts.

No matter what, let’s eat first.