Chapter 90 - 89: Private Jet and French Cuisine

Chapter 90: Chapter 89: Private Jet and French Cuisine

Lin Wanwan and Lu Shouyue boarded the Lu Family’s private jet together. Not only was this Lin Wanwan’s first time on a private jet, but it was also her first time on a plane.

The cabin was lavishly decorated with many bold art pieces, which didn’t quite match Lu Shouyue’s usual demeanor.

The places Lin Wanwan had seen him were usually in classic-style studies or tea rooms, and besides, he was a small owner of an antique auction house. In her impression, Lin Wanwan believed he was someone who liked retro things.

Lu Shouyue noticed her expression and explained, "These are my mother’s works, this private jet is mostly used by her."

"Oh, your mother is quite talented," Lin Wanwan complimented politely. "Is she an artist?"

Lu Shouyue said casually, "No, she just paints for fun. If you find the pictures messy, don’t look at them. It’s lunchtime, let’s head to the dining area first."

Unfamiliar with everything on the plane, naturally, Lin Wanwan went along with whatever Lu Shouyue suggested.

She followed Lu Shouyue into the dining area, where a young man in a tuxedo holding a violin was standing, and the table was even decorated with rose petals arranged in a floral pattern.

"This..." Lin Wanwan felt like she had walked onto the wrong set.

Lu Shouyue’s face reddened as he saw the situation in the dining area, and he said, "This must be arranged by my mother, she likes to create romantic atmospheres, always surprising friends and family, haha, forgive me."

Lin Wanwan responded gracefully, "Your mother must be a very elegant woman, I truly envy her ability to adorn life leisurely."

"Haha," Lu Shouyue gave a bitter smile and softly instructed the nearby flight attendant. The elaborately made-up flight attendant quickly removed the overly romantic decor like roses, leaving only a delicate crystal candle holder.

Once tidied, the two of them sat down.

Lu Shouyue asked, "Wanwan, what would you like to eat? We have Chinese and Western options."

Lin Wanwan replied, "You can order food on a plane, wow! I’ve never had Western food, why don’t we try that."

Lu Shouyue turned his head, and the flight attendant immediately leaned down, making a listening gesture.

"Serve us French cuisine."

"Alright, Mr. Lu, Miss Lin, please wait a moment." The flight attendant stepped out, and the violinist standing in the corner began to play, the melodious sound of the violin filling the entire cabin.

"This lifestyle is truly luxurious," Lin Wanwan marveled.

Even though she had never been on a plane, she knew enough from TV and movies to not be completely clueless about the inside of an aircraft. Even in the bossy CEO-type idol dramas, first-class cabins were the norm, which didn’t hold a candle to the setup in this private jet.

Lu Shouyue said calmly, "Is this really considered luxurious? You like Great Tang culture, so you should know compared to the aristocrats of Great Tang, this is nothing."

Lin Wanwan laughed, "I really haven’t researched that. However, considering the material level of the Great Tang, they didn’t even have stir-fried dishes. No matter how decadent, I bet it wouldn’t be as comfortable as what an average modern person eats."

Lu Shouyue laughed heartily and sighed, "Not necessarily, though Great Tang didn’t have oil nor did they stir-fry, they had plenty of tricks up their sleeves. For instance, ’Sheep Hall,’ ’Mutton,’ ’Honey Bear Paw,’ ’Shengping Roast,’ ’Spirit Extinguishing Roast,’ ’Warm Cold Flower Brewed Donkey’—these delicacies not only took time and effort, but many ingredients have become protected animals, and modern people don’t have the taste for them."

Lin Wanwan asked curiously, "Only nobles could afford ’Sheep Hall’ and ’Mutton,’ I’ve heard of them. I can imagine the bear paw and ’Warm Cold Flower Brewed Donkey,’ but what are ’Shengping Roast’ and ’Spirit Extinguishing Roast’?"

Lu Shouyue spoke confidently, "’Spirit Extinguishing Roast’ uses peak cuts of lamb heart and magpie tongue as ingredients, then palace chefs use complex procedures to make it; whereas ’Shengping Roast’ consists of roasted lamb tongue and roasted deer tongue. Just these ingredients alone can tell you about the extravagance. You could get at most three or four ounces of lamb’s peak heart meat from one sheep, let alone lamb and deer tongues."

Lin Wanwan realized, "So that’s what they are, indeed something that modern ordinary people would find hard to enjoy."

As they spoke, the flight attendant brought up the French meal.

First, there were cold dishes like sardines, foie gras, and a vegetable salad, followed by a small bowl of soup, then came French baked snails, truffle eggs, caviar, etc. Once they finished the main course, there was a beautifully presented dessert.

After the French feast, Lin Wanwan exclaimed, "I can’t comment on the caviar and foie gras since I’ve never had them before, but the eggs in that truffle dish are definitely not from market feed chickens nor ordinary free-range chickens. When even as simple as a single egg is so particular, naturally the other ingredients follow suit, I truly envy your lifestyle. The culinary skills of the chef on your jet seem on par with Jie Yuting’s!"

Lu Shouyue leisurely replied, "That’s because you haven’t tasted Jie Yuting’s French cuisine. Next time you get the chance to, you’ll see the big difference."

Lin Wanwan was a bit skeptical, thinking the dishes tasted fantastic today; what more could they do?

However, thinking of Jie Yuting, who could take simple fried rice to new heights, it seemed worth looking forward to.

"I must make sure to schedule it next time. Too bad he only allows orders from the menu of the day, who knows when he’ll make French cuisine again."

Lu Shouyue said confidently, "If you want it, leave it to me."

Lin Wanwan smiled, "Can you really have that aloof person change his menu? I doubt it, throwing money at it wouldn’t help."

Lu Shouyue laughed heartily, "The wise man has his own tricks."

"Alright, I’ll wait to enjoy your favor then."

After lunch, the two returned to their seats and picked a light-hearted comedy movie to watch.

Lin Wanwan was surprised, "Oh, Xiao Junning is one of the leads too. I didn’t expect him to be willing to ruin his image to play a street punk."

Lu Shouyue was unfamiliar with Xiao Junning and responded casually, "His acting skills aren’t great, it’s mainly Emperor Huang leading. But it’s clear he’s working hard, much better than those other young stars who trend for just cutting a finger."

Lin Wanwan said, "Didn’t he get nominated for Best Newcomer? Is his acting really lacking? I don’t watch much TV and movies, so I haven’t paid attention."

Lu Shouyue glanced at her, feeling unexpectedly pleased, and said, "That’s the workings of capital, plus being molded by renowned directors. You’re not familiar with him? You both had hit the hot searches a lot last time, saying you were schoolmates."

Lin Wanwan shrugged, "Not familiar, I also found out we were schoolmates through the hot searches, but he did play a courageous role."

From Yongcheng to Qiong Ya is nearly two thousand kilometers, taking a flight still requires over two hours.

If you sit in a cramped economy class seat of an airline, then these over two hours could be quite exhausting. But relaxing in a Chivas armchair, listening to the violin, watching a movie, this becomes not tiring at all, even a bit dreamy.