Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 432 - 377: High-Tech Tricks Ultimately Can’t Beat Traditional Wisdom

Chapter 432: Chapter 377: High-Tech Tricks Ultimately Can’t Beat Traditional Wisdom

How delicious is the pot-roasted elbow?

To be honest, the guests present didn’t really know.

Because this dish is authentic Lu Cuisine, and Jingzhou is famous for its noodles, it’s rare for people to buy an elbow specifically to cook at home.

Elbow, this thing, usually only appears at grand feasts, and the method is typically stewing or braising.

The way Chen Mo did it, it was the first time the guests had seen it.

As the first piece of elbow was cooked, the guests eagerly anticipated, waiting for the assistants to serve the dish.

At this moment.

Gao Le’s Mother rolled her eyes, quickly got up, and walked towards the kitchen station, "Oh, I see everyone’s busy, and since I’m just sitting here, I might as well help serve the dishes!"

Hiss!

The table where Wang Heng was seated was quite far away, and the colleagues from the office all took a cold breath.

"What a cunning woman! She seems like she wants to help, but I bet she wants to take the dish to her table and eat it first!"

"Ha!" Liu Jingqi sneered, "Look at her outfit, does it look like she’s here to help?"

Gao Le’s Mother was indeed dressed a bit... unusually today.

Her legs were wrapped in Balenciaga lettered tights, catching the eye, paired with at least eight-centimeter white high heels, and the black mini-skirt hugging her hips seemed like it would burst open at any moment!

"I think she’s here to seduce Chen Mo."

"I’m just surprised, at the office, we never thought Chen Mo was good-looking, but now he seems a bit handsome, doesn’t he?"

"Is this the time to discuss this? Come up with a plan, don’t really let that woman take the dish!"

Wang Heng slapped his thigh abruptly, "I’ve got it!"

Before others could ask what’s the plan, Wang Heng got up and swaggered over there.

"Oh dear!"

He spoke in a particularly loud voice, even sounding quite apologetic, "How can we let a guest help? I’m Jiang Fei, a colleague of Minister Jiang! This is my job, you sit down, let me help."

If Gao Le’s Mother’s actions left some people puzzled, then when Wang Heng got up, everyone instantly realized what was going on.

"Guests, please sit! You all sit! I’m best friends with Jiang Fei, I should do this job!"

"Oh, what’s going on here, let me, let me, I’m Jiang Fei’s brother-in-law, family, it’s better if I do it!"

In an instant, almost every table had a representative who came to the kitchen station, politely urging each other to return to their seats.

The atmosphere in the yard was unexpectedly harmonious.

Chen Jinping and Liu Xiuzhen, as the hosts of the yard, had been inside the house.

Now sitting by the window watching this scene, they were also somewhat startled.

"It’s the first time I’ve seen a feast like this, the hot dishes haven’t even been served yet, and the cold dishes are already gone."

Chen Jinping puffed his cigarette twice, "And they’re volunteering to help serve the dishes, this is this is!"

Chen Mo was also a bit dizzy, wondering what’s happening; so many people rushing over was too distracting.

"Mu!"

Mu Mu shot up immediately, "What’s up?"

"Loudspeaker!"

Without waiting for the host to hand the microphone to Chen Mo, Mu Mu dashed to the food cart and threw in the second-hand loudspeaker bought for a hundred yuan in Yu Province through the crowd.

Chen Mo caught it, took a deep breath.

Honestly, this is kind of ridiculous, no matter how good the food is, you all don’t have to be like this, right?

And, the speed at which the guests were eating today was completely unexpected for Chen Mo; if they were at the usual pace, by now they should be slowly sipping drinks and tasting the cold dishes.

Chen Mo, holding the loudspeaker, "Go back, go back! The elbows have to be completed and served all at once, everyone go back quickly!"

After shouting a few times, he finally managed to persuade the guests who were all competing to "help" to return to their seats.

Hou Yao was also a bit shocked, "I’ve lived more than half my life, and I’ve never seen anything like this before."

After speaking, Hou Yao still looked at Chen Mo with a very regretful gaze, "Aren’t you considering opening a restaurant? If you lack capital, you can take over Lao Mu’s, after all, his daughter is still with you."

Given today’s situation, for an experienced restauranteur like Hou Yao, it was indeed a pity that Chen Mo wasn’t opening a restaurant.

With Chen Mo’s skills and reasonable management, it wouldn’t take years before his restaurant gained a reputation and emerged among the top in the country.

Is there any future in driving a beat-up car and wandering aimlessly every day?

Chen Mo just shook his head with a smile at Hou Yao’s words, "Let’s not talk about this yet."

After speaking, Chen Mo then pushed all the remaining nineteen elbows into the pot at once, stirring and flipping with the black ladle, and then flipping them one by one.

The golden brown elbows were fished out and placed on the cutting board, and the Black Blade began chopping with a thud, plating them thereafter.

Hou Yao nodded silently.

It had to be Chen Mo, his skills were just too polished; if not knowing that Chen Mo used to work in an office, Hou Yao would have thought this kid must have been a culinary prodigy since childhood!

"Serve!"

The long-awaited pot-roasted elbows finally appeared one after another on each table in the yard.

The elbow was a deep amber color, the skin glistening as if plated with gold foil, shimmering with a honey-like luster under the noon sun.

The skin and meat slightly bulged due to the steamed-then-fried process, and the translucent gelatinous substance could be seen seeping through the wrinkles.

The elbows were placed on the table, and the guests almost made the same movement.

Picked up chopsticks, reached forward, eyed their preferred piece of meat, snapped it!