Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 276 - 183 Eat

Chapter 276: Chapter 183 Eat

"At first, I shared a rental with someone from my hometown," An Youyou said. "My aunt helped arrange it; she got the bed, and I slept on the floor. Rent was only 150 yuan a month."

"Though it was very cheap, sleeping on the floor was really inconvenient. My suitcase was right at my feet, and when I turned over, my head would hit the wall. But it was summer then, so it was cooler on the floor, though the fan in the room never really reached me."

Qin Huai was already dumbfounded.

What should I say.

Qin Huai felt that he wasn’t the one who came from the orphanage; An Youyou was.

At their Sanmalu Children’s Welfare Institute, even in the poorest times, the kids had beds to sleep on.

"So I think the house Sister Xi found for me is really great. The rent is a bit expensive, 2000 yuan a month, but the bed is really big, it’s a double bed. It’s soft, there’s a balcony, air conditioning, a wardrobe, and a separate bathroom. There’s even room for a table in the room."

"My salary plus bonus last month came to nearly 8000 yuan. Now I’m practicing kneading dough and filling with Master Chen. Master Qin says I can expect to become a breakfast chef by mid-next year, then I can earn an extra 3000 yuan every month."

"By then, I’m going to spend all the money I’ve saved. I want to rent a place with an elevator, get a new phone, preferably a computer. If I can’t afford a computer, I’ll buy a tablet. It will be summer by then, and I can buy dresses. I’ve never worn high heels before; I want to buy those too."

"And lipstick and a yogurt maker, so I can eat cheap yogurt every day!" An Youyou got herself all excited, looking like she can’t wait to become official, save up a sum of money, and then spend it quickly.

Qin Huai was amused by An Youyou.

He always thought An Youyou was the type who was living the frugal and hardworking lifestyle, but he didn’t expect her to be an urban lady eager to get rich and splurge.

Indeed, people who love to spend money always love money.

"Then you should learn well from Chen An first, and when I come back after the New Year, I’ll have time to teach you." Qin Huai remembered when An Youyou first moved from being a waitress to working in the kitchen as a helper, he promised her and Chen An to teach them skills.

Due to various reasons, it got delayed, and they actually only had one session, more in an observational mode.

Pei Xing and Li Hua accepted the conversation between the two well. They were both standard-degree trained, having worked in professional kitchens for many years. They’ve seen many an inspiring story where hardworking apprentices gained recognition from the master chef and learned some skills.

In a way, kitchens are relatively fair places. Either you have outstanding talent, or you are hardworking. Achieve either, and you’re bound to make it someday.

After An Youyou wrapped the buns, she placed them in the steamer to cook, and Qin Huai glanced at the time, not too concerned.

Steaming buns too long is a basic error that rarely appears with professional breakfast shop chefs, let alone that Three Meat Buns are a game recipe. The moment the buns are done steaming, Qin Huai can see the level indicator, so there’s no need to worry about fire control.

Seeing the buns go in the steamer, the customers in the hall began to get excited.

After waiting so long, they could smell the aroma of the filling being cooked, and everyone was hungry enough to eat a horse.

They were holding on, sipping sweet soy milk if too famished, determined to wait for Qin Huai’s Three Meat Buns to be served.

Fortunately, they didn’t have to wait long.

Steaming buns doesn’t take long.

As Qin Luo came down from the 2nd floor, pencil in hand, the Three Meat Buns were ready.

[Three Meat Buns B-level]

B-level Three Meat Buns.

This grade is not startling since, with Huang Shengli’s help, Qin Huai had already made an A-level guo’er, but B-level snacks will be popular anywhere.

Sweeping through all of Huang Ji, captivating the neighbors nearby, and delivered all over town by running couriers, the scent of the fermented rice and steamed buns spread throughout the office buildings of Gusu, is also B-level.

Fermented rice with steamed buns has a buff.

Three Meat Buns have meat filling.

Qin Huai could only say each has its strengths; each is unique in its way.

Qin Luo had already changed clothes, squatting next to the steamer.

She wanted to eat them right away, but Qin Huai wouldn’t let her.

In his memory, Gong Liang couldn’t wait to eat the Three Meat Buns, performing a tap dance on the spot. Qin Luo’s iron mouth and iron stomach certainly were stronger than the younger Gong Liang, but eating hot food is not a good habit.

Qin Luo will have plenty of good things to eat in the future, no need to perform a tap dance for B-level Three Meat Buns, so Qin Huai stopped her from directly stuffing them in one by one.

Qin Luo looked longingly at the buns on the plate.

The customers queued up looked longingly as well.

The waiters were already in place, ready to display their amazing speed in grabbing buns.

"It’s almost time," Qin Huai said.

In the next second, many people moved.

Qin Luo cheered as she picked up a bun, took a big bite, squinted happily, made a muffled sound, chewed a few times, swallowed, and then stuffed the rest of the bun in her mouth, saying vaguely:

"Brother, delicious!"

Simple words, extreme praise.

When it comes to praising how good food is, silence is the greatest compliment; fewer words mean tastier food.

The diners also showed amazing vigor.

"Give me 30!"

"Uncle Liu, this first batch of Three Meat Buns has to be limited; one person can buy up to 5. Look, there are so many people still lined up behind you."

"Then just 5!"

"5!"

"5!"

"..." This one just raised a hand to indicate 5 silently.

The waiters swiftly picked up the buns and plated them. After waiting this long, of course, everyone wanted to eat in the canteen. Qin Huai’s Crab Shell Cakes were about to be sent to the oven in a few minutes, and it would be a pity if they only had buns.