Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 170 - 146 Can’t Ruin the Reputation_3

Chapter 170: Chapter 146 Can’t Ruin the Reputation_3

"When the Lunar New Year comes, I’ll definitely get a super thick red envelope!"

Qin Huai thought that if he were to stay at Huang Ji for two months, he should have a chance to see the residents of Yunzhong District at Huang Ji Restaurant.

After expressing his longing for the New Year’s red envelope, Dong Shi happily went back. Qin Huai sat on the sofa, thought for a while, and sent a WeChat message to Huang Jia, telling him about the dim sum order he set for the next day.

Huang Shengli was very familiar with Qin Huai’s cooking habits, knowing that Qin Huai was a pastry chef who never followed the menu. He told Qin Huai that coming to Huang Ji should be like staying at Yunzhong Restaurant, where he could cook freestyle without planning ahead. Whatever he wanted to make the next day, he could make it.

Anyway, the back kitchen of Huang Ji always had all the ingredients and snacks one might need, and if Qin Huai felt there were not enough hands, there were assistants available. You could say he had whatever he wanted at his disposal.

This was originally Qin Huai’s plan, but today, after Dong Shi’s little "educational talk," he suddenly felt a lot of pressure. Thinking it over carefully, Qin Huai even suspected that Dong Shi may have been lying to him, exaggerating Zheng Siyuan’s skills to indirectly boost his own and alleviate his psychological pressure.

It’s better to fight battles with certainty.

When making staff meals, go with the flow. On the first day at work, offer something he’s good at to the new diners.

After sending the WeChat message, Qin Huai washed up and went to bed.

On the other end of the phone, Huang Jia looked at the message Qin Huai sent, his face full of confusion.

This recipe...

Isn’t it a bit too comprehensive?

Beijing style Green Bean Cake, Dream Come True Sesame Bun, Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, Four Happiness Dumplings, Dried Tangerine Peel Tea, two flavors of Crab Shell Cake, Five Fillings Bun, sticky rice cake, jujube and yam cake, and locust flower buns.

The locust flower buns were specially noted to use unprocessed locust flower honey.

Huang Jia thought for a moment, removed the locust flower buns from the list, sent it to the head waitress at Huang Ji, asking her to update the electronic menu, and to urgently prepare a new pastry menu before lunchtime operations.

Then he went to sleep, wondering what exactly locust flower buns were.

At 7 a.m. the next morning, Qin Huai simply couldn’t sleep, so he got up reluctantly, wandered around playing with his phone until 8 a.m., then felt too bored and decided to go to work across the street.

Huang Ji was already open.

There were even people in the kitchen.

Qin Huai was quite surprised; didn’t Dong Shi say that Huang Ji starts work at 9 a.m.? He didn’t expect Huang Ji had someone so diligent, already working by 8 a.m.

When he changed into his work clothes and entered the back kitchen, it was Zheng Siyuan.

Zheng Siyuan was seasoning the meat filling, a filling that Qin Huai was very familiar with. It was the stuffing for the Zhou Sha Wonton and Paopao Dumpling that Zheng Siyuan made every morning.

The two exchanged a glance and spoke in unison.

"Couldn’t sleep."

"Got used to it."

"Why not come earlier to make snacks and rest at noon."

Seeing that Zheng Siyuan had already reached the step of seasoning the meat filling, Qin Huai felt he couldn’t lose either, so he rolled up his sleeves and started kneading dough.

First, he made Four Happiness Dumplings.

Don’t ask — if you do, it’s because Qin Huai hasn’t had breakfast and wants to eat.

By 9 a.m., the staff of the back kitchen at Huang Ji Restaurant started to arrive for work one after another.

Every on-time worker in Huang Ji Restaurant’s back kitchen was stunned.

The back kitchen was filled with a strong aroma of breakfast.

What is the aroma of breakfast? The variety was a bit too much to immediately tell what was what.

"Want some dumplings?" Qin Huai asked while wrapping buns, "Four Happiness Dumplings. If you want buns, you’ll have to wait another 10 minutes. Zheng Siyuan has wontons, but he doesn’t have time to cook them right now, so you’ll have to cook them yourselves."

Eating Four Happiness Dumplings, Zheng Siyuan pressed the soaked white fungus with his chopsticks to check its soaking condition, without lifting his head, "The left side is Zhou Sha Wonton, the right side is Paopao Dumpling."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This rare morning presence at Huang Ji, specifically coming over to greet Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai, also left Huang An Yao bewildered.

Huang An Yao asked in surprise, "Our store... covers breakfast now?!"