Chateaubriand refers to the thickest and widest part of the beef tenderloin (filet), located on the inner side of the lumbar vertebrae. This muscle gets little exercise, making the meat exceptionally tender.
Each cow can only provide about 450 grams, and the price per half-kilo is around two thousand yuan.
This is truly the essence of beef; a simple grill is all it takes to bring out an excellent flavor and texture.
Su Bai had eaten it at another restaurant a while ago. This time, the Boss Lady arranged it for him, perfectly catering to his preferences. Tsk, not bad at all!
"How is it?" Xia Lin asked, watching Su Bai eat with great enjoyment.
"The texture feels a bit better than the one I had before... Hmm, it seems there are subtle differences in the breed."
"You know quite a bit. You might as well become a food reviewer," Xia Lin teased.
"Ah, being a food blogger is easy. You just need to learn one phrase: 'Rich in layers and a very dense texture.'"
"Beef has a dense texture too?"
"Xia, you clearly haven't watched enough food shows. There's also the classic 'soft and chewy'... It all feels like a formula. Only reviews from proper, professionally trained chefs are actually convincing."
While enjoying the Wagyu beef, Su Bai sharply critiqued online food shows.
How to put it? Food is highly subjective. Different regions have different taste preferences. Plus, bloggers often take commercial deals to help promote restaurants, making food-related content a real mixed bag.
Su Bai chose to experience it himself.
Anyway, he had plenty of time and money to spend.
Even among traditionally expensive ingredients, Su Bai felt that things like bird's nest, shark fin, and abalone weren't that delicious. Their natural flavors were quite bland and mostly relied on seasoning. On the other hand, top-quality beef and chicken were genuinely excellent.
Besides that, the Boss Lady also prepared bluefin tuna cheek meat for Su Bai.
Obviously, this older sister had investigated Su Bai's preferences, perhaps even asking Xia Lin directly.
He had to admit, it was very prestigious.
Tuna is a large deep-sea fish, and bluefin itself is an expensive breed. The cheek meat, being the essence of the whole fish, only yields two small pieces per fish, and the price for just fifty grams approaches four thousand yuan.
An absolute luxury ingredient for the wealthy.
The key is that if you don't have the right channels, this stuff is very easy to run out of stock.
Su Bai knew his manners too. Halfway through the meal, he went to offer a toast to the Boss Lady to thank her for the hospitality.
The two didn't stay at the bistro for too long. By the time Xia Lin was slightly tipsy and late night was approaching, they quietly left.
Xia Lin's routine was quite health-conscious, and she wasn't used to sleeping too late.
Moreover, she didn't plan to return straight to the graduate student apartments. Instead, she wanted to have some workout activities with Su Bai.
So Su Bai didn't hesitate and decisively took her to a hotel to get a room.
There were so many luxury hotel brands in Jiangcheng. Su Bai basically followed the principle of proximity, staying at whichever one he pleased in rotation, which felt pretty good.
Each one had its own unique style.
Of course, the most important thing was that every S-class goddess also had her own unique style...
...
Midnight.
In boys' dorm 510, the room was rarely filled with an atmosphere of studying.
This was truly miraculous because the four eccentric guys in this dorm didn't actually study much in the room.
Leaving Su Bai aside for a moment.
Ever since Su Bai brought him along to start a business, Wang Haoran basically studied in his office at the entrepreneurship park.
After all, the environment there was better. As Su Bai's buddy, he naturally had his own independent office, enjoying the same treatment as Boss Du.
How to put it... Although it reeked of nepotism, the guys at the Bangbang Tech game studio didn't have any complaints. If it weren't for this nepotism, where would they have gotten their investment?
Besides, Wang Haoran was a full-blown hardcore otaku, perfectly sharing the same geeky interests as everyone else.
As for Xue Tao and Chu Mingzhe, the two had typical performative personalities. They both checked in to study at the library or study rooms.
They would place a cup of coffee there and stare at a single page of exercises all day.
If you said they weren't studying, they at least put on the right act and went through the motions. But if you asked what they actually learned, their heads were completely empty.
Anyway, given that the simulated smart car competition was happening this weekend, the two coincidentally worked overtime to cram for it.
In reality, they hadn't even set up the software environment on their computers yet...
Truth be told, they were absolute comedians. Wang Haoran found it incredibly hard not to laugh at them.
If you're wondering why Wang Haoran was also studying in the dorm, it was because he had to rush a lab report.
Lab reports could be considered the epitome of formalism that engineering college students deeply abhorred.
They were long, tedious, and practically useless, but they had to be written. What's worse, they were often required to be handwritten, which was absolutely disgusting.
Most of the content was formulaic, requiring some data processing. Anyway, Wang Haoran felt there was no technical skill involved.
Even so, the local guy and the guy from Shanghai still had the nerve to say they wanted Wang Haoran to write it first so they could copy his.
It was truly unbelievable.
What was there even to copy in this stuff?
The many bizarre things happening around him couldn't help but make Wang Haoran wonder how these two clowns managed to get into the same university and the same major as him...
Sure enough, college entrance exam scores couldn't fully represent one's IQ.
"Haoran, isn't Su Bai rushing his lab report? I saw he hasn't written it either, and it's due tomorrow," Xue Tao asked curiously.
Seeing this guy Su Bai looking so relaxed and unbothered every day, it was impossible not to be envious.
You could say Su Bai's college life was exactly what Xue Tao dreamed of.
"I don't know, maybe his twin maids wrote it for him."
"..."
Xue Tao's expression froze, revealing an even more sour look of envy.
Damn, what kind of heavenly life is this?
Having people do the disgusting homework for easy classes on his behalf.
The key is that Wan Xinyan and Wan Xinyue are freaking art students! To please Su Bai, they actually went this far. There's no such thing as a lab report in their own major!
Truly absurd...
"Ahem, it seems Su Bai just pays too well. He even made art students love studying this much."
"...I wouldn't exactly call this loving to study." Wang Haoran couldn't hold back anymore. Seriously, what the hell does this damn lab report have to do with studying, I ask you? It's completely an anti-human existence that just wastes time!
Only someone with a brain like Xue Tao would think this stuff was actually difficult...
Chu Mingzhe had a sudden thought: "Could it be that after finishing four years of college, Wan Xinyan and Wan Xinyue will have learned everything in our major too?"
"It wouldn't go that far..." Wang Haoran sweatdropped. "Brother Bai still does the homework for the core major courses himself. Actually, Brother Bai is extremely efficient. Sometimes, right after going to a hotel with a girl, he can still run over to Bangbang Tech to inspect the work. He's quite the time management master."
Just as they were talking, Su Bai unlocked the door with his key and quietly entered the dorm.
He took one look and laughed: "Damn, none of you are asleep yet?"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."