Chapter 193 Cordyceps and Mushroom Chicken Soup
That attitude was exactly the same as when he complained that Mu Yu used too much paper.
Professor Jiang had never seen anything like this before. Startled by her outburst, his face flushed red. After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out, "You...you're just being unreasonable! How can you do business like this?"
Seeing that the professor was about to suffer a setback, Mu Yu could no longer hold back. He rushed forward, stood in front of Professor Jiang, pointed at Aunt Huang's nose, and unleashed his full power.
"You're the one who's arguing unreasonably! This is called deceiving people and selling dog meat! You're not the previous owner at all! The roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) from the previous Su Ji Snacks had braised pork that had been cooked for three hours, fatty but not greasy, lean but not dry, and the bun was freshly made, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the broth seeping into it! This piece of junk you have is just spicy and salty, it doesn't even have a hint of meat flavor, and you have the nerve to call it 'from the same place'?"
"I wouldn't take it even if you gave it to me for free!"
He got angrier and angrier, venting all his frustration about not being able to eat authentic roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) these past few days: "We've been looking for the owner for days! And you still dare to lie to us here! Professor Jiang is a teacher at our school, and he thinks it tastes bad, and you actually dare to scold him for not knowing how to eat it? Where's your face? Is your face covered in grease?"
Wei Junwei and Zhang Wei, who were standing nearby, immediately chimed in, "That's right! Making money against your conscience, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Change the signboard right now, stop ripping people off!"
Bai He even took out his phone and started recording: "Attention everyone, this shop is impersonating Su Ji Snacks, and the roujiamo they're selling are counterfeit and substandard products. Please don't be fooled!"
A crowd gradually gathered, pointing and whispering about Aunt Huang. Seeing the situation turning against her and noticing someone recording, Aunt Huang panicked. She tried to defend herself, shouting, "You...you're maliciously slandering me! I'll fight you!" She then tried to snatch Bai He's phone.
"You dare move a muscle!" Mu Yu grabbed her wrist, his grip so tight she couldn't move. Professor Jiang Yan also realized what was happening, and although she remained serious, she calmly added, "According to the Consumer Rights Protection Law, your behavior constitutes fraud. I can contact the market supervision and management department. Besides, your hygiene is terrible!"
Grandma Huang was completely intimidated. She looked around at the growing crowd, especially after hearing words like "market supervision" and "call the police."
He finally softened, muttering, "He's just a pancake seller... is it really that big of a deal..."
Then, sheepishly, he pushed his little cart into the crowd of vendors behind him and never dared to show his face again.
The farce came to an end. Professor Jiang Yan looked at Mu Yu gratefully: "Thank you very much, student, for today."
Mu Yu waved his hand, but felt no joy of victory; instead, he felt even more frustrated. They had driven away the imposter, but their "real deal"—the beautiful and capable Boss Su—was still nowhere to be found.
"Roujiamo, roujiamo, roujiamo..." He started muttering to himself again, this time with added anger towards Aunt Huang and deep concern for Su Yingxue.
Zhang Wei, the third brother, sent a message in the group: "Reporting, boss! The enemy has been repelled, but the boss has not yet appeared! Requesting further instructions!"
Mu Yu looked at his phone and sighed deeply. He looked up at the empty stall of Su Ji Snacks, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on it, as if he could still smell the warm aroma of meat from his memory.
“Keep waiting,” he replied. “Even if it takes forever, we have to wait for her to come back.”
Wei Junwei pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, the lenses flashing a mischievous light in the setting sun. He glanced at Mu Yu's dark face, which seemed to say "keep away," and couldn't help but smile, a hint of amusement in his eyes: "What a coincidence. My girlfriend Yao Yao just messaged me saying she found a new beef brisket soup place at Yuda University, and it's absolutely amazing. She insists on dragging us there to try it."
"Showing off your love?" Mu Yu didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. He leaned against the roadside, crossed his arms, and shook his head. "No way. It's a couple's date. A third wheel would only get in the way."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Bai He leaned closer, his eyes shining. "I heard Yao Yao mention it, saying this stall is super popular lately! It just opened a couple of days ago, and the line stretches all the way to the lake every day! The key is that the soup is incredibly delicious, and I heard that some students even wrote a song to promote it!"
"Writing a song?" Wei Junwei added, his tone tinged with academic curiosity. "Yaoyao said it was the music department students who did it. They turned the stall's unique features into a rap, and it went viral on campus. Apparently, the lyrics praise the aroma of the soup and the stall owner's good looks to the skies."
Mu Yu's ears twitched. Songwriting for promotion? That's novel. He glanced at his boss—Wei Junwei. Although he was complaining, his eyes clearly showed a desire to check it out. After all, something recommended by Xia Yao couldn't be bad. Thinking about how he'd been tormented by the "disappearing roujiamo" case these past few days, a change of pace might not be bad.
"Alright, alright," Mu Yu finally relented, straightened up, patted the dust off his pants, but his face was still tense. "Then let's go take a look. Let's make this clear: if we encounter another case like Aunt Huang's, which is all talk and no action, or if the soup tastes like dishwater, I'll post it online right now and make it 'famous' throughout the whole school!"
"Don't worry!" Bai He patted his chest and assured him, "Xia Yao's recommendations are always reliable!"
So, the four young people walked along the stone path, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, deeper into the heart of Yuda University. Their destination—the shores of Yuming Lake. It was said that the legendary beef brisket soup stall was hidden beside that willow grove.
Meanwhile, Su Yingxue was scratching her head in frustration as she looked at the newly unlocked recipe for Cordyceps Flower Chicken Soup on the system panel.
"Cordyceps flower...free-range chicken...ginger slices...candied dates..." She stared at the list of ingredients, her fingers unconsciously tapping on the stove, muttering to herself.
Su Yingxue rolled up her sleeves and decided to try the "basic version" of the system's recipe first. She took out the free-range chicken she had just bought that morning from the refrigerator, cleaned it, put it in a pot of cold water to blanch it, and skimmed off the foam; she also grabbed a small handful of cordyceps flowers and soaked them in warm water, sliced the ginger, and removed the pits from the jujubes.
With everything ready, she took a deep breath and lit the gas stove. The water in the pot began to boil, and milky white steam rose, carrying the gamey smell of chicken and the faint aroma of cordyceps flowers. Su Yingxue carefully placed the blanched chicken pieces, ginger slices, candied dates, and soaked cordyceps flowers into the clay pot, added enough boiling water, covered it, and turned the heat to the lowest setting.
"Let's simmer it first, and figure it out while we wait." She moved a small stool to the stove and sat down, watching the steam rising from the cracks in the lid of the clay pot.
I reached out and gently touched the side of the casserole—the warm touch came through my palm, like a heavy expectation.
"I hope everyone will like this new product," she said softly.
The soup in the clay pot bubbled and simmered, like a gentle prelude. Meanwhile, the four people by Yuming Lake, drawn by the faint singing and aroma, drew ever closer…
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