My CEO Husband Has Some Issues-Chapter 962 - This is Just Right to Follow the
Chapter 962: Chapter 962: This is Just Right to Follow the Previous Plan
Chapter 962: Chapter 962: This is Just Right to Follow the Previous Plan
She said she would do it, and after tying on an apron, she took the fish she had bought that afternoon from the kitchen.
The fish had already been prepared by the chef; it was deboned, the bones and the flesh were separated, and the most tender part of the fish had been sliced into thin, translucent pieces with a clear pattern.
Rong Yan dumped all the fish slices into a bowl, and after washing them clean, she coated them in starch. She first blanched them in hot oil, then quickly scooped them out and set them aside.
Meanwhile, she prepared the ingredients needed for the water-boiled fish, such as scallions, ginger, garlic, and Sichuan peppercorns.
At the same time, she used the remaining fish bones to make a fish broth.
She managed both tasks simultaneously with surprising efficiency. Half an hour later, the boiling fish broth and fragrant water-boiled fish slices were both ready.
“Come on, it’s time to eat.”
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The aroma of food wafted throughout the luxurious house in Dihor Garden, tantalizing everyone’s taste buds.
Li Shengxiao was originally passing the time with a coffee while dealing with work issues, but when the tempting scent from the dining room reached him, he was unusually enticed by the food. He set aside his work, excused himself to the international executive on the other end of his video call, took off his Bluetooth earpiece, and headed out.
“What did you make?”
Rong Yan brought over the bowls and chopsticks, helped him pull out a chair, and with a smile in her eyes, she said, “Water-boiled fish. Also, I used the leftover fish bones to make you a tofu soup. Tofu is good for the stomach, so you can drink more of it later.”
It was the first time in Li Shengxiao’s life that he was eating something made with ‘leftover’ ingredients. Whenever he wanted to eat something, he always used the most premium parts of the ingredients; for fish, he only ate the finest part of the belly.
Bones like fish bones were usually thoroughly stripped clean.
Li Shengxiao’s gaze swept over the simple dish and soup in front of him.
The water-boiled fish slices Rong Yan had made were barely presentable, and the tofu soup she mentioned was even more casual. There was no plating, no style, just the pure pouring of the soup into a bowl and sprinkling some chopped scallions on top to finish. It looked very ordinary.
“Here, your meal.” Rong Yan didn’t realize her cooking was of average appearance; homemade dishes all looked like this. Who would bother with plating at home? She served him a bowl of rice and then filled one for herself, pulled out the chair opposite him, sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and announced, “You try and see how it tastes.”
Li Shengxiao picked up his chopsticks and took a slice of fish.
Hot oil cascaded down the smooth fish, which he generally didn’t like if it was too greasy, but this looked surprisingly good to him.
The aroma that wafted to him sparked his appetite, and he leaned down to take a taste.
The silky fish melted in the mouth with the aroma of Sichuan pepper released by the hot oil, incredibly soft like tofu, dissolving instantly and leaving a lasting aftertaste.
Li Shengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes flickered with surprise.
Aside from its unimpressive appearance, her dish was almost on par with the flavors he had experienced at seven-star hotels.
“How is it?” Rong Yan awaited his judgment. “I learned this water-boiled fish dish while working abroad from a chef who had immigrated there. I never made it before because I thought it was too much trouble. This is the first time I’ve tried my hand at it since returning home. The taste should be good, right?”
As she spoke, she couldn’t wait for his evaluation and took a slice to taste it herself.
“Mmm.” Hot, but indeed so delicious she almost wanted to swallow her tongue.
