Live Streaming Food Stall… But in Dog-Blooded Novels – CH103

Chapter 103

Huo Ye was momentarily lost in the intoxicating fragrance of the roast duck.

He couldn’t help but close his eyes and take a deep breath, filling his lungs with the warm, steamy air.

Just smelling the fragrance, even though he was still standing alone at the door, his mind seemed to already be seated at the warm dining table, spooning a generous ladle of red broth soaked in duck oil over a bowl of white rice, then picking up a piece of roast duck, saturated with the rich broth, and eating it together with the rice.

It smelled… so delicious!

He really wanted to eat…

In that instant, Huo Ye almost let his instincts take over and impulsively moved forward, following the scent, eager to find the source and start devouring the food with abandon!

But at the last moment, his exemplary self-control as a domineering CEO kicked in, and he stopped himself.

No, this can’t be real.

Every time his mother invited him to dinner at the Huo family ancestral home, the table was always set with the same few Western dishes: a little steak, dull-colored meat arranged on thin lettuce leaves, French escargots, caviar…

There was no fragrance, no lively aroma of home-cooked dishes. Everything on the table exuded nobility, delicacy, and coldness, making it completely unappealing to pick up a chopstick.

How could such a place, the Huo family ancestral home, possibly emit such a rich and mouth-watering scent of roast duck?

He must be hallucinating because he’s too hungry!

With that thought, Huo Ye couldn’t help but take a step back and close the door.

It must be that he opened the door incorrectly.

Behind the door, the butler looked confused: “?”

As the heavy door closed, the aroma of roast duck was completely cut off from behind it. Huo Ye gradually began to clear his mind.

He looked up at the door.

There was a strong and powerful “Huo” character engraved on it.

Huo Ye: “?”

Huo Ye rubbed his eyes.

He could hardly believe what he was seeing.

No, could it really be his house???

He hesitantly stretched out his hand, and, still doubtful, pushed the door open.

Behind the door, Li Guanjia was still wearing a perfect smile, respectfully saying, “Young Master, welcome back. Dinner is ready, and Madam is waiting for you!”

At the same time, the rich scent of roast duck once again rushed toward him.

“Good… Good.” Huo Ye swallowed, responding with a soft voice.

He walked forward in a daze, almost unaware of how he passed through the long hallway and sat down at the lavish dining table.

The Huo family ancestral home’s dining table was always this long, built to display the grandeur of a top-tier family. Conversations at either end of the table had to be shouted. Therefore, when Huo Ye sat down, he nearly couldn’t see his mother sitting at the other end of the table.

His mother gave a slight smile, her lips moving as if saying something to him.

But Huo Ye didn’t hear clearly.

She glanced at him meaningfully and then clapped her hands, saying, “Serve the food.”

The servants quickly acknowledged and stepped back.

Soon, a chef dressed in a spotless white uniform came forward, carrying a plate.

Huo Ye had never been this nervous in his life.

As the fragrance wafted from the kitchen, and as the chef came closer, Huo Ye trembled slightly.

He was half excited and half afraid.

Afraid that the chef would present him yet another plate of French escargots that looked just like the usual.

Excited that, perhaps, the dish in front of him was a steaming hot bowl of clay pot roast duck…

“Young Master, this is the first dish of the evening,” the chef set the plate down with a smile. “It’s made from the duck bones from the roast duck Madam brought home—”

“Duck bone soup!”

Huo Ye: “! It’s actually…”

Huo Ye: “Wait, what?”

Duck bone soup?

He had clearly smelled the rich, irresistible scent of roast duck, but now he was being told that this was just a duck bone soup?

But as the chef lifted the lid, a small bowl of duck bone soup appeared in front of him:

The soup was a rich milky white, garnished with vibrant green scallions, and a golden layer of oil floated atop the surface. After hours of slow simmering, the fresh duck flavor had thoroughly infused the broth, accompanied by the richness of duck fat. The freshly made soup was still bubbling lightly…

Huo Ye was stunned.

Gold, golden legend?!

The typically composed and reliable CEO, under the temptation of such delicious food, finally couldn’t hold himself back any longer.

Before the chef could even place the soup bowl down, Huo Ye eagerly grabbed it, bringing it to his lips and, without waiting for it to cool, took a big gulp: “Gulp, gulp.”

The next second, Huo Ye’s eyes widened.

His expression was filled with astonishment.

This duck bone soup… was incredibly delicious!

With the scalding broth, the moment it hit his mouth, its rich flavor immediately filled his palate. The soup was smooth, delicate, and full of the essence of duck bones. While he couldn’t taste the duck meat itself, the flavor was fully present in the broth.

The steaming soup slid down his throat, soothing the hunger and fatigue from the entire day in one go.

That first sip was indescribably delicious!

In most roast duck restaurants, duck bone soup is made from the leftover bones, something served before the main roast duck dish. People from wealthy families like Huo Ye rarely drink it, as they find it beneath them.

But this duck bone soup before him completely changed his view.

Though it was burning hot, Huo Ye didn’t hesitate and continued drinking the soup, taking several large gulps. In the blink of an eye, the soup in the bowl had already been reduced by half.

Soon, the entire bowl was almost empty.

Huo Ye hesitated for a moment before finally giving in, picking up the bowl and licking the remaining soup from the bottom, still craving more.

Chef: “…”

Huo Ye: “Ahem.”

Huo Ye picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, instantly returning to the elegant and refined image of a noble gentleman, as if the person who had licked the bowl just now wasn’t him.

However, the look he gave the head chef beside him was full of admiration: “I didn’t realize your cooking skills were this good. Would you be interested in becoming my personal chef?”

A chef who cooks so well is a real treasure.

“…” The chef was both amused and helpless. “Young Master, this duck bone soup wasn’t made by me. You might want to hold off on making a decision for now.”

“Not made by you?” Huo Ye was taken aback. “Aren’t you the head chef of the Huo family? If it wasn’t you, then are there other talented chefs in the kitchen?”

The chef fell silent.

This duck bone soup wasn’t made by him because it was too simple. The head chef had directly assigned the task of making the soup to an apprentice in the kitchen!

The reason was simple—because the process of making this duck bone soup was so… simple.

Madam Huo had specifically instructed them not to use any complicated cooking techniques or add any seasonings, as it would ruin the taste of the duck bones themselves. All they needed to do was place the duck bones into a clay pot, add water, a pinch of salt, and simmer slowly. At the end, sprinkle some chopped green onions, and that was it.

Such a simple method would be hard to mess up, even for someone who had never cooked before.

And the reason this duck bone soup was so delicious was, of course, because of the roast duck.

No one knew where Madam Huo had bought the roast duck, but even the bones were fragrant. The leftover scraps were turned into such a delicious dish!

The roast duck itself must have been amazing, the chef couldn’t even imagine.

Of course, Madam Huo had said not to explain all of this to the Young Master for now.

So, seeing Huo Ye’s confused look, the chef didn’t say much. He just silently brought the second dish to the table:

“Second dish: Duck oil steamed eggs.”

As he lifted the lid, a cloud of steaming hot vapor mixed with the rich aroma of duck oil wafted toward them—

The steamed eggs had a golden hue, emitting a fragrant, glistening oil sheen. Under the swirling steam, the fresh scent of the eggs combined with the rich, slightly charred fragrance of duck oil, making one’s appetite stir.

Huo Ye’s eyes widened again!

He swallowed hard, grabbed a spoon, and scooped up a generous portion of the steamed egg, bringing it to his mouth.

The steamed eggs were incredibly tender, with a delicate and smooth texture, almost melting in his mouth.

But what truly amazed Huo Ye was the duck oil soaked into the steamed eggs.

The duck oil was infused with the crispy fragrance of the roast duck, rich and oily, with a slight charred aroma, all absorbed by the tender, smooth steamed eggs. Even though he couldn’t taste the duck meat itself, he could still experience the deliciousness and crispness of the roast duck through the eggs…

“So delicious, so good!” Huo Ye devoured it quickly. “Where did this duck oil come from? It tastes amazing!”

He could no longer restrain himself, picking up his bowl and eagerly devouring the food!

One dish after another arrived in a continuous stream.

“Third dish: Pepper salt duck bones.”

“Fourth dish: Braised rice with duck.”

“Fifth dish: Spicy duck neck…”

Normally, Huo Ye didn’t have a big appetite, but today he was eating more than usual, devouring the food.

Every time a dish was served, he would almost finish the entire plate before the next one came, leaving almost no dish on the table at the same time.

It had to be said, it was incredibly delicious!

Every dish had something to do with roast duck—some made with duck bones, others with duck oil, and some with duck skin or neck. These dishes made from the leftover parts of the roast duck were so delicious that Huo Ye couldn’t help but feel excited, wondering just how much better the main dish, the roast duck itself, must be!

After finishing the duck neck with relish, Huo Ye wiped his mouth and looked at the chef with a suggestive glance: “Man, you’ve completely piqued my curiosity.”

Chef: “…”

Huo Ye excitedly grabbed his chopsticks, eyes shining: “I admit, your little tricks have definitely pleased me.”

From the duck bone soup to the duck oil steamed eggs, the braised rice with duck… this series of delicious dishes made from leftover roast duck had completely won Huo Ye over.

The purpose of all these dishes was to build up his anticipation for the main event—the roast duck itself, right?

He had to admit, they had succeeded.

Now, Huo Ye could only imagine how crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and irresistibly fragrant the roast duck would be… saliva was dripping as he eagerly awaited it.

However, seeing the chef standing by without moving, Huo Ye started to grow a little impatient.

He urged, “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring out the roast duck!”

“I really want to see just how good this roast duck is!”

However, the chef remained silent: “…”

Roast duck?

Where was he supposed to magically conjure a roast duck for Huo Ye?

Seeing the expression on the chef’s face, Huo Ye initially didn’t understand: “What’s going on? Where’s the roast duck?”

Silence.

An increasingly long silence.

During that silence, Huo Ye seemed to realize something, and a slight sense of collapse gradually appeared on his handsome and elegant face.

No, it couldn’t be what he thought, could it?

“…”

On the opposite side of the long dining table, Madam Huo picked up a piece of roast duck, content and happy, and placed it into her mouth.

After hearing the chef’s words, she swallowed the roast duck before coldly snorting:

“Just him? He wants to eat my precious roast duck? … What a pipe dream.”

“Feed him more leftovers and he’ll be quiet!”