Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 1808: Chapter 1432: The Show-Stopping Cuisine

Thinking back, when Bai Xiaosheng first arrived in Linshen and visited Shang Wanwan’s film set, he cooked a meal of meat swallow dumplings. The taste was simply ”like a heavenly dish, rare to savor on earth.” Lin Weiwei had tasted better, so she became critical of Hao Da’s meat swallow dumplings and inadvertently voiced her opinion, which was overheard.

”No, what I mean is, yours are also very delicious, very tasty!” Lin Weiwei quickly put on an apologetic smile and gave Hao Da a thumbs up.

But obviously, such a backhanded compliment made Hao Da even more dissatisfied.

”Also?” Hao Da savored the word, casting a cold glance at Bai Xiaosheng.

Could this guy be a chef, a fellow culinary artist? Is it possible he has made even tastier meat swallow dumplings before? Hao Da pondered secretly.

Private dining, as the name implies, consists of private dishes, home-cooked meals unavailable elsewhere, often with limited offerings.

Generally, private restaurants lack signage, fixed menus, or dedicated serving staff.

Deep Lane Restaurant, strictly speaking, doesn’t count as a true private dining venue, but it does offer unique dishes not found elsewhere, so it’s not uncommon for industry peers to sneak in ”following their reputation.”

Hao Da assumed Bai Xiaosheng was one such person, a chef, a peer.

In reality, Deep Lane Restaurant doesn’t mind peers dining there, as long as they’re not freeloading, picking faults, and have a learning attitude—there’s nothing wrong.

However, the young woman beside this man was unreasonably rude!

She even claimed his meat swallow dumplings were better!

And said it right in front of Miss Dong!

Hao Da was immediately upset, especially when he saw Miss Dong Tianlu also looking at the man with interest.

Hao Da gazed at Bai Xiaosheng with a somewhat hostile look.

Next to him, Lei Ying also ordered a portion, tasted one, and then said with an ”objective” expression to Lin Weiwei, ”You’re a bit over the top; actually, this is quite close in taste.”

In fact, Lei Ying proved to be the master of the backhanded compliment.

This remark clearly implied that there was still a skill gap between Hao Da and Bai Xiaosheng, even if it’s small.

”Haha, good! Very good! Since that’s the case, why don’t I ask this gentleman to show off a little and let me learn what truly delicious meat swallow dumplings taste like, okay?” Hao Da fixed his gaze on Bai Xiaosheng, speaking in an unfriendly tone.

Dong Tianlu looked at Bai Xiaosheng with interest.

Zi Yue also looked amused, enjoying the spectacle.

Their conversation became loud enough that nearby diners turned to look, whispering among themselves.

”Chef, you misunderstood, it’s just a small joke made by my friends, not to be taken seriously,” Bai Xiaosheng apologized to Hao Da with a low demeanor.

Seeing his posture, Dong Tianlu secretly shook her head.

In fact, she had already thought Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying were exaggerating.

This man, similar in age to her younger brother, could really have skills like that? Better than Hao Da?

She had tasted meat swallow dumplings at more than one place in Tianhu, including those made by top chefs, yet uniquely favored Hao Da’s version.

The flavor’s freshness, the soup’s lingering richness, are unforgettable.

Sometimes when she wasn’t busy, she would come over to have a bowl to warm her stomach—a feeling of true happiness.

In Dong Tianlu’s view, Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying were just part of Bai Xiaosheng’s group, their words a bit of friendly boasting.

Seeing Bai Xiaosheng lack the courage to even show off his skills, and admitting defeat, further solidified her judgment.

”Oh, just boasting? I almost believed it. I mean, how could anyone be better than Chef Hao Da,” Zi Yue mocked with a laugh, glancing at Lei Ying.

This big, burly guy had caused her embarrassment earlier. Despite appearing serious and pretending to praise his friend, now they were exposed!

Zi Yue felt a small sense of vindictive satisfaction.

Lei Ying remained silent, continuing to eat.

Zi Yue felt like she had punched a cotton cushion, unable to exert force, and glared at him with frustration.

Lei Ying seemed completely oblivious.

People around also understood the situation, whispering amongst themselves.

But many believed these young people were just messing around; how could anyone be more skilled than Hao Da in cooking?

After all, among the Hao brothers, Hao Da’s culinary skills were the highest. Naturally, everyone supported him.

Seeing everyone’s reaction, Hao Da regained some face and couldn’t help but triumphantly teach Lin Weiwei, ”Young lady, jokes need moderation; don’t pretend to understand when you don’t! Otherwise, you’ll embarrass your friend and lose face together.”

Lin Weiwei was publicly chastised but remained silent.

Since Xiaosheng didn’t want to stir up trouble, she decided to admit her mistake and keep quiet.

Unfortunately, Hao Da wasn’t satisfied and continued his lecture, ”Tasting fine food should come from the heart, judging honestly. You can’t be capricious, saying something is good when it isn’t, and don’t let emotions replace your taste buds. Can’t you? You shouldn’t think just because you like someone, their cooking can compare to professional chefs’, especially not saying it in public, affecting my reputation.”

Lin Weiwei continued to listen quietly, without speaking.

Bai Xiaosheng also remained silent, focused on eating the bowl of meat swallow dumplings—a small bowl, just a few pieces. He finished eating and then started drinking the soup.

Seeing Dong Tianlu seem to agree with his viewpoint, Hao Da wanted to show off and asked Lin Weiwei, ”Actually, being unaware isn’t your fault; I can tell you if you don’t understand. Do you know what ingredients I use in these meat swallow dumplings? It’s not just ordinary pork, but actually...”