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The hall was filled with a very strong aroma of meat fat, mixed with a faint aroma of baijiu and the sweetness of garlic sprouts.

The smell was so tempting. Su Xiaoxiao had eaten a steamed bun in the cafeteria that morning, but now, smelling this aroma, her stomach involuntarily rumbled.

"It smells so good... Brother Lin, what delicious food are you cooking in the kitchen?" Su Xiaoxiao swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on the semi-open kitchen.

Lin Fan carried the plate of freshly cooked trial dish out and placed it on the solid wood table in the hall.

Su Xiaoxiao quickly washed her hands at the sink, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and ran back.

She picked up a slice of sausage and carefully put it into her mouth.

Logically speaking, eating such oily and meaty stir-fries on an empty stomach at around 8 a.m. should be a bit greasy and even put a strain on the stomach.

But the moment she took a bite, Su Xiaoxiao realized she was wrong.

The casing of the sausage is crisp and chewy. When you bite into it, the lean meat is firm and chewy, while the fat has been rendered out of excess oil, leaving only a translucent, fatty aroma.

Far from being greasy at all, it has a sweet aftertaste from the fermentation of Daqu Baijiu.

She picked up two more garlic shoots.

With a crisp "crunch," the garlic shoots absorbed the oil and saltiness of the sausage, completely neutralizing the rich meaty flavor.

"This is so delicious!" Su Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up as she mumbled through her mouth, chewing on the meat.

"Brother Lin, if this dish is served with a bowl of rice, I could eat two big bowls by myself! The sausages that restaurants outside stir-fry are hard and salty, but this one doesn't feel greasy at all when I eat it first thing in the morning."

Lin Fan nodded without saying anything.

Su Xiaoxiao put down her chopsticks, glanced around the hall, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

Normally at this time, Tuantuan would already be sitting on a small stool next to the bar.

The little girl is very attached to Lin Fan; whenever she smells the aroma of new dishes, she's always the first to come over and try them.

The lobby was empty today.

In the corner of the cardboard box, the little orange cat, Xiajiao, poked its head out and circled around the empty chair, meowing softly in search of its little owner.

"Brother Lin, Tuantuan hasn't come back yet today?" Su Xiaoxiao asked, somewhat puzzled.

Lin Fan put away the empty plate in his hand, his eyes becoming slightly more serious.

"We'll bring them back in a couple of days," Lin Fan said without offering further explanation.

He turned and walked to the small blackboard by the wall, picked up the chalk, and steadily added a new line of text to the end of the menu.

"Premium Garlic Sprout Stir-fried with Chinese Sausage: 388 yuan/serving"

8:30.

Lin's shop opened on time.

The chilly wind of early winter swept into the hall with the footsteps of diners. Su Xiaoxiao stood at the entrance with a tablet computer, checking the queue numbers of the customers in front of her.

Chairman Chen and Li Dayong, both wearing thick coats, walked at the front.

The two entered the room and habitually glanced at the blackboard.

"Hey! New dishes?" Li Dayong shouted in his loud voice, "Stir-fried garlic sprouts with Chinese sausage? Three hundred and eighty-eight?"

Chairman Chen sat down, smelling the lingering aroma of sausages in the air, and nodded in satisfaction.

"On such a cold day, some sausage fermented with rice wine is the best way to warm the stomach. Little one, give me another serving of this. And a bowl of rice too."

"I'll have one too!" Li Dayong immediately changed his mind. "This sausage smells amazing, it's only truly satisfying when eaten with rice!"

The hall quickly became lively.

The aroma of the new dishes was so irresistible that almost every diner who entered the restaurant was tempted by the smell and immediately placed an order.

Lin Fan washed his hands, tied on a white apron, and walked into the open kitchen.

The stove was lit, and blue flames shot up instantly.

Sliced ​​Chinese sausage is added to a warm, dry wok and stir-fried until the fat melts and a clear sheen appears at the bottom. Next, bright green garlic shoots are added and stir-fried. With each toss and turn of the wok, the aroma of the wok is released.

In less than five minutes, the first two plates of stir-fried garlic sprouts with sausage, along with two bowls of steaming hot Xiangshui Gongmi rice, were served by Su Xiaoxiao.

"Chairman Chen, General Manager Li, please enjoy your meal."

Li Dayong couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks, grab a large piece of sausage and a few garlic shoots, and stuff them into his mouth along with a big mouthful of white rice.

The crispness of the garlic shoots and the rich flavor of the sausage collide intensely in the mouth.

The aroma of pork fat, the fragrance of rice wine, and the savory flavor of soy sauce blend perfectly, while the sweetness of the rice balances the richness of the sausage.

"Phew..." Li Dayong exhaled a breath of hot air, not even bothering to say a word, and began frantically shoveling rice into his mouth.

For business owners who are used to bland business meals, this kind of home-style dish, coated in rich oil and wok hei (the smoky aroma imparted by a hot wok), is simply a salvation for their taste buds.

In less than ten minutes, Li Dayong finished off a large plate of stir-fried garlic sprouts with sausage and a full bowl of rice.

He even used his chopsticks to scrape up the last bit of sausage oil from the bottom of the plate, mixed it with the last mouthful of rice, and put it in his mouth.

"That feels good!" Li Dayong put down his empty bowl and let out a satisfied burp.

He felt the coldness that had accumulated in his stomach over the years being slowly dispelled by a gentle force, and his entire chest felt much brighter.

Mr. Chen across from them also put down his chopsticks, finishing his food completely.

"Boss Lin's cooking skills are truly exceptional; he's perfected even the most ordinary home-style dishes." Chairman Chen wiped his mouth with a napkin.

He picked up the warm water in front of him, took a sip, suppressed the lingering grease in his mouth, and looked up at Lin Fan in the open kitchen.

"The braised sea cucumber with scallions last time was about the exquisite cooking techniques and the inherent flavors of the premium ingredients; the scrambled eggs with tomatoes was about the most authentic home-style taste."

"I never expected that this simple stir-fried garlic sprouts with cured pork could have such a layered flavor. The salty and savory taste, the aroma of wine, and the fresh sweetness of the vegetables don't clash at all."

Chairman Chen nodded in satisfaction: "These three hundred and eighty-eight are really worth it."

Li Dayong picked up his water glass, rinsed his mouth, and slammed the glass down. "Old Chen, you always speak so formally. What 'layers'? In my mouth, it's just two words: straightforward!"

After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, they put on their coats.

Su Xiaoxiao went over to tidy up the table. Li Dayong took out his phone from his pocket, glanced at the time on the screen, and turned to the open kitchen, calling out, "Boss Lin, I'm going back to the company for a meeting. I'll leave you my number tomorrow morning, as usual."

"Take care," Lin Fan replied from the kitchen, his spatula still in his hand.

As soon as one group of diners left the hall, another group immediately came in.

The newly added stir-fried garlic shoots with Chinese sausage became the most ordered dish this morning.

The aroma of meat fat fermented with koji, combined with the unique sweet and spicy flavor of stir-fried garlic shoots, wafts out from the semi-open kitchen, whetting the appetites of every guest who enters.

Lin Fan stood in front of the stove.

The sliced ​​sausages and garlic shoots were placed separately in the condiment bowl.

Light the fire and heat the pan.

Sausage slices are fried in a pan until the oil is rendered, the edges curl up slightly, and they show a clear, glossy sheen.