### Chapter 49: Chef Gan Yan Yu
“Teacher Gan, I think you’d look super cute if you danced the Can-Can.”
“I don’t look good doing it. No dance.”
“I’ll put an anime avatar on your face, so no one can see your actual face.”
“Even if they can’t see my face, I still won’t dance.”
“Gan Yanyu—”
“Just saying my name won’t make me change my mind.”
Gan Yan Yu crossed her arms and gave him a firm “dammit” gesture, completely cutting off Lin Tian’s hopes.
Reluctantly, Lin Tian went back to scrolling through his phone.
He never would have thought that the Can-Can would go viral online in such a way.
But after going to the café alone and talking to Mrs. Feng Miao from Unive about the music rights for the Can-Can, Lin Tian realized something…
The music industry was deeper than he had imagined.
As a high school student, he didn’t have the energy to deal with all this nonsense.
Maybe when both he and Gan Yan Yu were more solid in their abilities, they could start considering ways to exploit those music rights for money.
Meeting Unive had been a warning of the troubles ahead.
[Emotion Value (Joy): 287,770 / 100,000]
[Task Completed: Create a song to publish through collaboration with a partner, earning 100,000 likes and 100,000 points of ‘Joy’ from viewers.]
[Ding—Producer completes task at more than double within 24 hours of release! Rewards upgrade!]
[x1 Work Revenue Double Card → x2 Work Revenue Double Cards]
An extra one?
[Note: Only one Double Card can be used per work, no stacking allowed.]
Makes sense.
If one work already doubles the revenue, doubling it again would mean quadrupling it. That’s too much, even for a sudden fortune.
With the extra double card, Lin Tian now has another chance to get things right.
Before he can use TikTok to earn more through ads, he needs to figure out how to use it effectively.
“Lin Tian.”
“Hmm?”
Just as Lin Tian was thinking about money, Gan Yan Yu interrupted him.
“Are you hungry?”
The young woman asked softly, her voice sweet as a new bride.
Lin Tian was surprised, but nodded.
“Well…”
Gan Yan Yu stood up, “I’ll cook then?”
Though Gan Yan Yu insisted on cooking a meal for Lin Tian, he couldn’t help but worry about her handling everything alone.
After Gan Yan Yu put on an apron—
Lin Tian sprung to attention, ready to leap into action if anything went wrong, like a pot catching fire or the oil splashing onto her chest.
It wasn’t that he doubted her cooking skill.
He just knew she mostly cooked ramen on a small electric stove or bought boxed meals when she was in the UK.
Alright, he definitely doubted her.
Looking at the alert Lin Tian, Gan Yan Yu pouted slightly.
“Not trusting?”
“No, I’m worried you might need help.”
“I don’t need any.”
“I’m just worried you don’t know how to use our kitchen equipment.”
“So you’re not helping at all unless I tell you? And if you have doubts, you need to report them first!”
Standing there confidently yet unexpectedly cute, she looked like a kindergarten teacher.
“No problem.”
Lin Tian assured her.
This girl always gets really serious at times like these.
Soon, Gan Yan Yu opened the fridge, taking out the ingredients Lin Tian had bought after school.
Totaling 76.8 yuan, the supermarket returned two coins, which Lin Tian donated, making it a neat 77 yuan.
For two-person meals, that’s quite fancy!
Hence, Lin Tian was curious to see what Gan Yan Yu had in mind.
When she took out a pineapple…
“Report!”
Little Lin Tian raised his hand even before she could begin.
“Speak!”
“A pineapple is an ingredient?”
Lin Tian couldn’t help but comment.
Her shopping list included some fruits.
He thought they were for dessert.
Eating fruit for dinner?! Really?
“Pineapple Chicken.”
Gan Yan Yu tilted her head, looking at him like she was seeing an alien.
“You’ve never tried it?”
“Not sure where that’s from.”
“Probably a Cantonese dish.”
Saying this, Gan Yan Yu began slicing chicken with a kn*fe.
Good thing it was breast meat; it didn’t take long for her to chop it finely.
Pineapple Fried Chicken.
Lin Tian wondered how sweet it would be!
For someone who preferred rich flavors, chicken should be salty and savory.
Sweet chicken? And especially breast meat? Would anyone eat it?!
No wonder it’s considered a Cantonese dish.
After all, while everyone else in China eats dumplings, tangyuan, and noodles during the New Year, only Guangdong and Guangxi regions cling to white-cut chicken!
Having finished cutting the chicken, Gan Yan Yu put on gloves to marinate it in a big bowl.
“Yan Yu, where are you from?”
Unable to contain himself, Lin Tian asked again.
Considering Gan Yan Yu’s background was complex—speaking bits of Sichuan dialect and leaning towards Guangdong’s cuisine—Lin Tian always felt she wasn’t from Qingzhou.
“I am from Qingzhou.”
While mixing the pieces of chicken, she said, “But I was born in Guangxi when I was a kid…”
“Guangxi.”
“So what? Do you think Guangxi girls are different?”
Well, they are pretty.
“The impression is that they’re very gentle.”
“And I lived in Chongqing with my grandpa for a while in elementary school.”
“How do you keep getting around?”
Lin Tian couldn’t help but complain.
No wonder her background was complicated; she’s lived in three places.
That’s quite similar to a certain e-sports player who switched teams frequently, earning him the nickname:
Third-Family Lackey.
After mixing the marinated chicken thoroughly, Gan Yan Yu took off her gloves.
At least, the marinating looked pretty good on her; she must have done her homework.
Then, Gan Yan Yu cut the pineapple, slicing it carefully into small chunks.
But accidentally overusing the kn*fe, the pineapple “slam!” slipped out of her hands, juices spraying—
“Be careful!” Lin Tian rushed over.
However, Gan Yan Yu turned around with a tiny piece of pineapple in her fingers, popping it straight into Lin Tian’s mouth.
“Sweet?”
Gan Yan Yu, with folded arms and her apron-clad body leaning forward, smiled brightly.
(To be continued…)
