Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 273 - 182 A good instructional video is worth watching over and over again_2

Chapter 273: Chapter 182 A good instructional video is worth watching over and over again_2

"No need, no need, I also have a share of it. Don’t work too hard, just help pick some vegetables."

A minute later, Zheng Da’s voice came again, this time in a lowered voice: "Master, the factory director’s son wants to stay in our state-owned restaurant, will his family agree? The cotton mill is doing the best economically here. His family shouldn’t be lacking in food, why does he want to come to our state-owned restaurant so much?"

"You talk too much, get to work." Jiang Weijin laughed and scolded, his voice turning serious, "That’s their family matter, don’t discuss it."

Qin Huai remembered, that unfamiliar voice should belong to the young guy who smiled and directed Gong Liang to the kitchen. Qin Huai hadn’t paid attention to him at the time, and didn’t realize he was the son of the cotton mill director.

The factory director’s son wanting to stay at the state-owned restaurant, Jiang Weijin has quite some charm.

Indeed, with S-grade snacks, it’s definitely worth it.

Qin Huai was very familiar with the process after kneading the dough. During the dough fermentation time, Jiang Weijin should be eating, and right after the dough finished, Gong Liang arrived, timing it perfectly.

The rest of the production process Qin Huai had watched before. Watching the instructional video again in detail, Qin Huai couldn’t help but marvel at the impeccable technique.

Comprehensive, truly comprehensive!

With this kind of craftsmanship, selling Three Meat Buns for 99, no, 199 wouldn’t be too much!

No wonder Gong Liang looks down on some of the snacks made by Zheng Siyuan and sometimes even Zheng Da. He had such exquisite tastes when he was younger, it’s a wonder he can approve of anything at all.

Thinking about it this way, Qin Huai realized Gong Liang truly loves his craftsmanship. Even the messed-up crab dumplings he first made, Gong Liang managed to eat them, forcing down three bites.

Thinking of this is quite touching.

Qin Huai watched the instructional video for the Three Meat Buns over and over, unable to stop, eventually losing track of how many times he’d seen it.

When Qin Huai finally exited the game interface, reluctant, he checked the time, and oh, it was already 12 o’clock.

This is seriously late-night for a breakfast shop chef.

Even though Qin Huai had been at Huang Ji recently, waking up late and sleeping late as well, this was still late-night.

Qin Huai yawned, got up to wash up, and went to sleep.

A dreamless night.

Because he didn’t set the alarm, Qin Huai woke up naturally the next day, already 8 o’clock.

When Qin Huai first saw the time, he thought he was mistaken. Checking his WeChat messages, he found that Qin Luo had started messaging him at 6, going on until 7, and at 7:30 she was almost frantic, even thinking of calling the police.

Of course, she could only think about it.

Qin Huai could tell from the exclamation marks that Qin Luo really wanted to come see if her brother was still alive, but their parents wouldn’t allow it.

Qin Huai quickly messaged Qin Luo back, saying he overslept, changed his clothes, washed up, and headed to Yunzhong Restaurant.

In the restaurant, Qin Luo and the elderly folks who went for their morning run were already waiting impatiently.

Today’s Sunday, even the most demanding 996 companies don’t work today.

Typically, Sundays are the slowest business days for Yunzhong Restaurant.

The customers at Yunzhong Restaurant are generally made up of office workers from nearby office buildings and local residents. Office workers are certainly the main force, for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. So the business at Yunzhong Restaurant is like the convenience stores downstairs in the office buildings: packed on weekdays, sparse on rest days.

Of course, this sparse attendance is only relative.

Like today, it has nothing to do with sparse at all.

On a rest day morning at 8 o’clock, Yunzhong Restaurant was packed with people, the first floor couldn’t accommodate everyone, so people sat upstairs on the second floor.

Among these people were the old men who came after their 6 o’clock morning run, students used to getting up early wanting to buy breakfast at the restaurant, nearby residents who forced themselves to get up early even on rest days for breakfast, and office workers who commute an hour by subway, coming surrounded around the company even on days off.

These people, whether they arrived at 6 or 7, waited in the restaurant until 8.

Nobody had eaten breakfast.

They basically ignored the breakfast made by Qin Congwen and Chen An.

Luckily, these two had strong mental resilience, or they’d have long given up.

But not only did the customers waiting for food not eat, but Qin Congwen and Chen An also didn’t eat, they too were waiting for Qin Huai to arrive.

Qin Huai was stunned when he got to Yunzhong Restaurant.

What’s going on here? Is there a breakfast purchase limit in Shan City? Are other breakfast shops banning the sale of buns and steamed buns? Why is it so crowded in the restaurant early at eight?

Did the customers from Gusu follow him here?

Qin Huai took a closer look at all the eager faces.

Alright, they’re not customers from Gusu, many seemed to be the neighbors of Yunzhong Restaurant.

The world is still normal.

"Brother, why are you so late? I’m starving, if you were any later, I would have finished all the flaky pastries!" Qin Luo dashed out from the restaurant with a tiger’s leap, grabbing Qin Huai’s arm and exclaimed, "It’s a good thing you messaged me back, otherwise everyone would eat the buns dad and Brother An made out of sheer impatience."

Qin Huai:...

Look at you, speaking so bluntly.

With Qin Luo holding onto his right arm, Qin Huai had to raise his left hand to greet the neighbors and loyal customers, smiling, "I’m really sorry, I just got back yesterday and slept late, woke up late this morning."

"No problem, Master Qin, your rest is most important!"

"Exactly, Master Qin had a hard time traveling yesterday. It’s only natural you couldn’t get up early today; we all guessed as much."