Chapter 50: Yanyu’s Coconutty Sago Delight
Lin Tian stared blankly at Gan Yanyu, the pineapple in his mouth chomping away.
He nearly lost his teeth to how sour it was!
Pineapple without salt water is like a dental assassin of the o*al cavity.
But Yanyu’s smile is so sweet!
Well, I’ll just swallow this down with gritted teeth.
After swallowing the pineapple, Lin Tian looked like he had thought deeply about something and said earnestly:
“It’s sweet!”
Gan Yanyu gave him a puzzled look and sucked one of her fingers that had snatched some pineapple. She squinted and said:
“Too sour! Lin Tian, do you have no sense of taste?”
“What??”
Alright, playing hardball, huh?
Think of me as your side dish, then! Do I look like food to you?
As she organized all the ingredients, Gan Yanyu took a deep breath and stood at the stove.
Heat the wok, fry the oil!
Throw in the chicken pieces and fry them until they turn golden brown.
Take them out.
Add minced garlic and ginger and stir-fry them to a delicious aroma.
Toss in the pineapple chunks, stirring them around evenly.
Drop the chicken back in.
There wasn’t anything fancy—nothing flashy or outlandish.
However, Yanyu did each step with utmost care—
Steadfast!
She even triple-checked the quantities of salt and oil before adding them.
Just moments ago, she was chatting with Lin Tian while getting everything ready.
Now, as soon as she started cooking, she got completely immersed.
It’s as if an invisible shield formed around her.
Lin Tian couldn’t even breathe, let alone speak.
Perhaps Yanyu isn’t a culinary expert.
But she uses 100% dedication and focus to ensure nothing goes wrong.
This is Gan Yanyu.
Not the sharpest kn*fe, but undoubtedly meticulous when it comes to her passions.
Like being a genius musician in the kitchen.
“Here we go!”
She dished out the pineapple chicken and placed it on a plate.
Lin Tian rubbed his hands excitedly, ready to give it a try.
However, the young woman’s spatula stood in the way:
“There are two more dishes. Let’s finish them before eating.”
“Okay?”
Gan Yanyu said with a soft request.
“You’re right.”
She practically spoiled him by treating him like a guest.
“Excuse me!”
Lin Tian raised his hand again.
“Speak up,” she replied.
“Gan-teacher, what’s the next dish?”
Gan Yanyu turned around, and unexpectedly, a mischievous glint appeared on her innocent face:
“Sweet and Sour Pork.”
“Not it.”
Lin Tian jumped, hearing that, “Too sugary!”
“So what if it’s sweet? Doesn’t mean it won’t be yummy.”
“By the way, what’s the third one?”
“Fried Lettuce.”
This seemed relatively normal but was also sweet.
“Who wants everything sweet? Can’t you tone it down, Gan-teacher?”
“But I love it that way.”
Gan Yanyu said innocently, “I’ve been studying these recipes for a long time!”
“. If she says it, I shouldn’t interrupt.”
With all those sweet ones, if they taste good, no problem.
“And there’s a secret menu coming up!”
She raised her finger with a whisper, though no one else was around.
“The secret menu?”
Lin Tian’s eyes lit up. Something was up.
“Yes,” she said mysteriously, “You just wait!”
Soon after, Sweet and Sour Pork, Fried Lettuce, were ready and served.
Gan Yanyu washed the pot and walked over to the refrigerator.
She pulled out a white plastic bottle.
“What’s this?” Lin Tian didn’t remember buying it.
“Sago, I bought it.”
She opened the bottle, poured the round translucent balls into the pot, added boiling water, and let them cook.
Once cooked, she scooped the pearls out, plunging them into cold water.
Then, she dropped more white milky mixture, milk, and sugar into the pot.
What’s this dish?
Lin Tian stared, utterly confused.
Years of kitchen experience and still couldn’t guess what Gan Yanyu was making.
Following the three overly sweet dishes, Gan Yanyu morphed into a malevolent little witch!
Tossing all sorts of mysterious ingredients into a big pot, who knows what magical potion she’s making.
Sure, it must have some spellbinding essence,
Because Lin Tian would eat it anyway, no matter what.
Only after catching the scent of coconut did Lin Tian realize—
The white milky mixture was, in fact, coconut milk!
Haha, I thought it was coconut milk!
Speaking of which—
Sago sounded familiar. It’s often seen in dessert shops, right?
Maybe. .
Gan Yanyu finally dumped the sago into the pot, tossing in slices of watermelon and banana too.
She scooped the concoction into two glasses.
“Ta-da!”
She turned around, holding the glass, proudly declaring,
“Yanyu’s Coconutty Sago Delight!”
“Couldn’t you just call it Coconut Sago Delight?”
“This is specially made by Yanyu.”
“So shouldn’t the pineapple chicken also be ‘Yanyu’s Pineapple Chicken’?”
“That’s possible, but Yanyu usually only names her signature dishes after herself!”
“Sure thing.”
From now on, consider this ‘Gan Yanyu’s Square’!
This should’ve been obvious.
Rarely did she let anyone near the kitchen—she couldn’t possibly skip a dessert.
In no time, the three courses and the sweet treat were all on the table.
Typical girl-made dishes, pretty in presentation.
Whether it was pineapple chicken or sweet and sour pork, both looked great.
But who cares how they taste?
Just a moment ago, she wouldn’t let him sample them—and now, with the rice cooked, Lin Tian seized a pair of chopsticks.
He grabbed a piece of chicken.
As he put it in his mouth, Gan Yanyu’s expression changed instantly.
She stared intently.
Actually, Lin Tian was more nervous than her.
Earlier, he had already praised her work highly in his mind.
If it turned out to be awful…
Catastrophe! Lin Tian’s reputation could be ruined with “Cultivated j*rk Buddy.”
Fortunately—
As soon as he took a bite,
Juices burst in his mouth—sweet and tart from the pineapple mixed with crispy fried chicken—
“Tasty!”
Lin Tian declared immediately.
He quickly tried another bite of the sweet and sour pork—
Sweet and sour, equally delightful; comparable to hotel-quality!
Her learning ability is off the charts, alright!
“Good to hear.”
Seeing Lin Tian enjoying himself, Yanyu brightened.
“Oh yeah. Still got the sago!”
Lin Tian picked up the glass at the table.
“That’s ‘Yanyu Coconutty Sago Delight,’” Gan Yanyu corrected seriously. “I always made this dessert at Grandpa’s coffee shop!”
“Yeah.”
Lin Tian clinked the glass to take a sip—
“By the way,” Lin Tian paused, “now I’m not in school and have nothing much to do, except the 800 yuan allowance. Wondering if I should reopen the old coffee shop.”
“Huh!”
Lin Tian nearly choked.
[End of Chapter]
