Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 218 - 162: Master Qin’s Influence

Chapter 218: Chapter 162: Master Qin’s Influence

In the following time, Qin Huai kept making snacks, not only filling up both of Luo Jun’s refrigerators but also the three refrigerators at Chen Huihong’s house.

After filling these 5 refrigerators, Qin Huai was still eager to make more. Chen Huihong directly took the key to Qin Huai’s house and filled his refrigerator too. As she opened the door, she bumped into Qin Huai’s neighbor, who was overjoyed, thinking Qin Huai was finally back from Gusu.

However, Chen Huihong, being a seasoned community committee veteran, immediately spun a lie. She claimed she had recently stockpiled too much and couldn’t fit it at home, so she was borrowing Qin Huai’s place to store some things.

It was well known that Chen Huihong loved to stockpile. Her air purifiers, tissues, garbage bags, wet wipes, laundry detergent, were all evidence, and in addition to buying for herself, she liked to organize group purchases for the neighbors. After each group purchase, her house would be filled with countless items that would never get used up.

Qin Huai had always suspected that Chen Huihong owned several apartments in Yunzhong District but didn’t rent them out, not only because renting was a hassle but mainly because she needed space to store things.

Chen Huihong’s excellent lie fooled Qin Huai’s neighbor, who had to leave disappointed, mumbling about when the bitter days without Master Qin would finally end.

Chen Huihong thought to herself, there’s still a long way to go.

Your Master Qin won’t possibly return to Yunzhong Restaurant until after the Lantern Festival.

The next morning, after brewing some Dried Tangerine Peel Tea, Qin Huai instructed Zhang Shumei on the timing to take the Gastrodia stewed pigeon off the stove, picked up an empty suitcase, and fully armed, went down to the underground garage to get in the Cullinan driven by Chen Huihong to head to the airport.

Honestly, Chen Yingjun has quite a few cars, much more than Chen Huihong, who only has a Bentley.

At 10 o’clock, before the plane took off, Qin Huai messaged Huang Jia, saying he had boarded the plane and expected to arrive at Huang Ji in the afternoon. He wasn’t sure if he could make snacks, so he told Huang Ji not to serve his snacks in the evening.

At the same time, Qin Huai informed Huang Jia of some good news: he had recently acquired a new recipe for Gastrodia stewed pigeon. Though it might not taste great, it is very nourishing, capable of improving eyesight and calming the nerves. If Huang Ji didn’t mind, they could add it to the menu and order more plump pigeons when getting ingredients the next day.

Qin Huai knew that a D+ grade Gastrodia stewed pigeon would be unremarkable at Huang Ji. If a customer ordered a simple stir-fried vegetable and was served a D+ grade dish, a bad-tempered customer might throw a fit right there.

However, it’s different when it comes to nourishing food. It’s widely known that anything associated with nourishment doesn’t necessarily have to taste good.

Qin Huai hoped that Huang Ji’s guests would lower their expectations a bit, considering that this nourishing dish could really improve eyesight and calm the nerves.

He really needed to make Gastrodia stewed pigeon. It’s not just a low-demand, highly beneficial soup but also a practice for Fire Control. It involves a large quantity, making it an opportunity not to be missed.

At ten in the morning, Huang’s Kitchen was already bustling with work.

Upon seeing the message, Huang Jia immediately showed it to Zheng Da, who was kneading dough with an unhappy face.

If Qin Huai returned to Yunzhong District these days, looked through a long stretch of memories, and felt a little like giving Bi fang a strong hit, but ultimately chose to provide some end-of-life care by making a heap of snacks, thus ensuring he would inherit all of Luo Jun’s estate and achieve financial freedom within a few years, then Zheng Da hadn’t had a great couple of days.

Zheng Da was already annoyed.

He had earnestly been waiting for the chance to take in his future closed-door disciple, who had finally come to Gusu, his turf. As Qin Huai’s future master, he didn’t manage to host a grand welcoming banquet to show off his skills. Instead, his factory had issues that dragged him off to Hangzhou, and he didn’t even get to meet Qin Huai.

God knows, Zheng Da couldn’t even talk to anyone about how anxious he was during this time.

He heard that Qin Huai was dazzling at Huang Ji Restaurant, attracting crazed admiration from new and old customers alike, turning Huang Ji’s lunch service into breakfast, with people queuing ceaselessly to buy buns. Even Gong Liang was eyeing Qin Huai, and Zheng Da was both happy and distressed.

Happy that the pearl he valued wasn’t left in the dark, that the eyes of the masses were sharp and clear. Qin Huai could instantly shine bright just by being in a different environment.

Distressed that this pearl was not yet his disciple.

"Brother, I understand your intention for Qin Huai to gain worldly experience, but couldn’t you wait until he had acknowledged me as his master before letting him see the world?"

Do we really have to rush this by a day or two?

Once he has truly seen the world and understands his own abilities, how will I ever make him my disciple?

Zheng Da felt pained inside.

He was afraid that Qin Huai would enjoy himself so much in Huang’s Kitchen that he would forget about Uncle Zheng.

He was the Uncle Zheng who sent over a dozen boxes of snacks to Luoluo!

Always eager to like posts on social media, never missing a chance to comment, Uncle Zheng!

Zheng Da thought that his hapless son Zheng Siyuan wasn’t much of a considerate child either. Not only uninterested in dating or arranged meetings in normal times, but in this critical moment, he didn’t even think to say a good word about his father in front of Qin Huai. His mind was full of that silly girl Guo’er, and the big spoon stir-frying technique - as a pastry chef, why learn that? Even I, your father, don’t know how.

Knowing that neither his brother nor his son was reliable, Zheng Da was well aware that to take Qin Huai as his closed-door disciple, he had to take matters into his own hands.

For the sake of the closed-door disciple, Zheng Da could only work furiously, rushing through to finally solve the Hangzhou factory problem and quickly returning to Gusu.