tkworld Chapter 387 Can this pork cure diseases? The wealthy socialite has no regard for her image.
Chapter 387 Can this pork cure diseases? The wealthy socialite has no regard for her image.
As soon as Jiang Wan finished speaking, Jiang Chen and Su Qing walked hand in hand into the villa.
"Dad, Mom, we're back!"
Su Qing's voice was clear and melodious, like a lark returning to its nest, and her face was filled with the sweetness of newlyweds.
Jiang Wan's smile deepened as she quickly stepped forward, took her daughter's hand, and looked at her with doting eyes.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
Su Tianhao also stood up from the sofa, looked at Jiang Chen, and nodded in satisfaction. His usually stern face showed a rare hint of gentleness.
The ladies in the living room all put on polite smiles, but their eyes were curiously scrutinizing Jiang Chen.
This is the village chief of Jiangjia Village who recently had a "divine wedding" that has been making headlines in the provincial capital.
He certainly looks like a handsome man with an extraordinary demeanor.
Just then, Wang Dagou, along with several burly men in "Jiangshi Security" uniforms, began unloading goods from the refrigerated truck.
There were no fancy gift boxes, and no elaborate packaging.
It uses the simplest white foam boxes and the most common large red plastic baskets.
When the first styrofoam box was opened, all the ladies in the living room frowned in unison.
Inside, there was a live pig that had been butchered and was filled with a strong, unpleasant smell of meat!
The pork was an excessively bright red, but it was still raw pork.
Then came the second basket, the third basket...
Baskets of lively, energetic, and clucking free-range chickens were carried down.
There were also boxes of crabs blowing bubbles and baring their claws, clearly freshly caught from the water.
The complex aroma, a blend of earthy, poultry, and seafood scents, wafted through the open door into the luxurious living room, permeated with the finest fragrances.
The ladies who had originally wanted to get closer to Jiang Chen subconsciously took two steps back, some even elegantly covering their noses with their silk handkerchiefs.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat strange.
Mrs. Liu, who was slightly overweight, couldn't hold back any longer.
She looked at the pile of "festival gifts" in the yard, which was increasingly resembling a vegetable market stall, and then at the box of Australian Wagyu beef she had brought, packaged like a work of art.
An indescribable sense of superiority made it impossible for her to hide the sneer on her lips.
"Oh dear, Mrs. Su."
Mrs. Liu spoke in a high-pitched, shrill voice.
"Your wealthy husband is really... really down-to-earth!"
Her small eyes glanced at Jiang Chen, her tone filled with undisguised contempt.
"Why are we bringing the whole market here as a gift for the holidays?"
"These things, I bet they were bought wholesale from some farmers' market, right?"
"These days, people are all about healthy eating. This kind of local pork has such a high fat content that those of us who are conscious of our figure would never touch it."
Upon hearing this, several of the ladies who were on good terms with her began to chuckle.
"Yeah, who eats this anymore?"
"It looks greasy and has no class at all."
Jiang Wan's expression changed slightly.
It wasn't that she thought Jiang Chen's gift was bad, but rather that Liu Tai and her group were really looking down on people.
She was about to speak up in defense of her son-in-law.
Jiang Chen laughed first, without even glancing at Mrs. Liu, and walked straight to Jiang Wan's side.
"Mom, these are all raised by families in the village, absolutely green and pollution-free."
"Don't bother with lunch. Just have the kitchen use these ingredients to make a few simple home-style dishes."
"I guarantee that you and Dad will both say it's great after you try it."
Jiang Chen's tone was calm and confident, as if these things were some kind of rare delicacy.
Looking at her son-in-law's confident expression, Jiang Wan's slight displeasure vanished instantly.
She knew Jiang Chen, her son-in-law, who never did anything without being sure of success.
The fact that he dared to bring these things here means that they are definitely not simple!
"good!"
Jiang Wan made a quick decision and turned to instruct the butler beside her.
"Go and put away all the Wagyu beef and truffles that Mrs. Liu and the others brought."
"Then notify the kitchen and have them remove all the dishes prepared for today!"
"Let's use the ingredients Chen'er brought to make a whole pig feast and a whole chicken feast!"
"This noon, we'll treat you all to some of the most authentic farm-style dishes from Jiangjia Village!"
Jiang Wan's decision stunned the ladies in the living room.
Especially Mrs. Liu, whose face, which was covered in exquisite makeup, froze instantly.
What does that mean?
Why would you leave behind the top-quality Wagyu beef that I air-freighted in, and instead eat those country bumpkins' local pigs?
Isn't this a public slap in the face?!
Jiang Wan, however, didn't bother with her thoughts at all and directly ordered the family's top chef to move all the ingredients that looked "unpresentable" into the kitchen.
The Su family's kitchen is comparable to that of a five-star hotel.
Chef Wang, the head chef, is also a man of great renown.
He was once the deputy chief chef of state banquets, and his Huaiyang cuisine was so exquisite that he didn't even look at ordinary ingredients.
When Chef Wang saw the kitchen helpers carrying in piles of "rustic" pork and live chickens, his brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly.
He wondered to himself, what's wrong with Madam today?
Why leave so many top-quality ingredients unused and make him handle these things?
Isn't this a waste of his talent and an insult to his status as a chef for state banquets?
Although he was reluctant, his professional ethics led him to pick up the top-of-the-line German-made kitchen knife on the cutting board.
He casually sliced off a small piece from a piece of pork belly.
The moment the blade touched the meat, Master Wang's expression changed.
wrong!
This feels off!
It doesn't have the greasy feeling of regular pork; instead, it has the delicate and elastic resistance of sliced premium tuna belly.
He held the slice of pork up to his eyes.
With just one glance, this well-versed chef, who had served at state banquets, nearly dropped his cleaver with a clang.
What did he see?
Between the bright red lean meat, there were densely distributed white fat textures, as even and delicate as marble.
This... isn't this the legendary "snowflake pattern" that only the finest Iberian black pigs, fed with acorns for years, can develop?!
Moreover, the marbling on this meat was denser and more beautiful than any Iberian ham he had ever seen!
This is simply a perfect work of art!
What shocked him even more was the overwhelming, pure aroma of meat!
It wasn't a fishy or foul smell, but rather a sweet, primal aroma, full of vitality, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees.
With trembling fingers, Master Wang gently pressed a finger onto the piece of pork.
The elasticity of the meat was astonishing!
The moment the finger was removed, the dent immediately returned to its original shape, with no trace of grease on the surface.
"Divine...divine quality!"
Master Wang managed to squeeze out two words with difficulty.
He no longer cared about being a state banquet chef and immediately became energetic, yelling at the kitchen helpers behind him.
"Hurry! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
"Everyone, get moving!"
"Wash with the purest mineral water! Cook with the simplest methods!"
"Remember! Besides the essential scallions, ginger, and sea salt, do not add any other seasonings!"
"What we're making isn't food!"
"Instead, we aim to perfectly present the most authentic flavor of this divine ingredient on the dining table!"
The entire kitchen instantly descended into a frenzied frenzy of activity.
After half an hour.
When the first dish—clear stewed free-range chicken soup—was served in a white jade soup bowl by the waiter.
The entire luxurious restaurant was instantly filled with an overwhelmingly rich and savory aroma that was almost unreasonable.
The group of ladies in the living room, who had been talking loudly and scoffing at "farmhouse cuisine," all fell silent.
Their eyes were fixed on the bowl of chicken soup that was still steaming.
The sound of swallowing saliva rose and fell from his throat.
Mrs. Liu smelled it too.
She felt the cravings in her stomach, as if awakened by the aroma, were rebelling wildly, clamoring for her to take a bite.
But she still forced herself to stand up, picked up the glass of 82 Lafite in front of her, and put on a disdainful air.
"Hmph, it's just a bit too fragrant. What's so great about a country chicken?"
She had barely finished speaking.
Sitting next to her, Mrs. Zhang, with whom she usually had a fairly good relationship, couldn't help but...
She picked up a spoon, carefully scooped up a spoonful of golden chicken soup, blew on it gently, and put it in her mouth.
The moment the broth touches your mouth.
Mrs. Zhang's eyes widened suddenly.
She froze on the spot, as if she had been frozen in place.
A few seconds later.
"Ugh—!!!"
An extremely exaggerated yet incredibly satisfied sigh escaped uncontrollably from deep within her throat.
That voice, trembling, was filled with a captivating and soul-stirring quality.
Then, to everyone's astonishment...
This noblewoman, who usually sips water slowly and is extremely particular about her manners, looked like a refugee who hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.
She threw down the spoon and picked up the soup bowl, which was bigger than her face, without caring that it was too hot to drink.
"Glug! Glug! Glug!"
She drank the whole bowl of steaming chicken soup in one gulp!
After finishing her drink, she licked her lips with lingering satisfaction, her face flushed, and her eyes shining as she looked at the waiter.
"Another...one more bowl!"
"No! Give me a bowl! I want to drink from a bowl!"
Zhang Tai's unladylike behavior completely ignited the atmosphere at the scene.
Once the first person to try something new has taken the plunge, the rest of the group can no longer hold back.
"Me too! Me too!"
"Quick! Give me a bowl!"
Looking at this crazy scene, Mrs. Liu swallowed hard.
Her reason told her to remain reserved and maintain the dignity of a wealthy socialite.
But her body was completely honest.
When the second dish, braised pork, was served.
That piece of bright red, trembling pork belly, which looked as if it would melt at the slightest touch, completely shattered her last line of psychological defense.
"I...I'll just try a small piece, just a small piece..."
Liu Tai said to herself.
With trembling hands, she reached out with her chopsticks and picked up a piece of glistening braised pork.
The meat chunk enters the mouth.
There is absolutely no need to chew.
The rich fat and soft, tender skin melt instantly on the tip of your tongue.
A warm yet domineering current, mixed with a rich aroma of meat, exploded out, instantly engulfing her limbs and bones, every cell groaning in pleasure.
Feel completely refreshed!
good to eat!
It's so delicious it makes your soul tremble!
"ah--!!!"
These are the wealthy socialites who, in order to maintain their figures at various banquets, only eat a couple of bites of vegetable salad and are extremely meticulous about calories.
At this moment, they completely abandoned the etiquette and upbringing of their so-called century-old family that they were so proud of.
grab!
A frenzy of buying!
Braised pork belly, eat it with your hands!
Steamed hairy crabs, they just break them apart with their hands! The crab shells, which are bigger than plates, are being chewed with their teeth, making a crunching sound, and they even suck out every last drop of juice from the crab legs!
For a moment, the only sounds in the restaurant were the ravenous eating and the muffled exclamations of utter satisfaction.
The grease from the corner of his mouth stained the expensive silk scarf, but no one paid any attention to it.
An expensive custom-made dress got stained with crab roe, but nobody cared.
A large table laden with over a dozen main dishes was devoured in less than ten minutes by this pack of "hungry wolves."
Even the last bit of soup left on the plate was devoured by several people who used their steamed buns to eat it all.
The scene was both extremely comical and incredibly shocking.
A woman who had eaten too much couldn't help herself and, covering her mouth, let out a loud, earth-shattering burp.
"belch--!!!"
Where was the slightest bit of the poise and demeanor of a wealthy lady in that voice?