Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 277 - 183 Eat

Chapter 277: Chapter 183 Eat

Today is a rest day, and I’m not the only one in Shan City who can enjoy snacks all day!

Xu Tuqiang at table 9 is about to cry.

It’s been a month, a whole month!

This is the taste, just this taste!

This is the baozi that Xu Tuqiang should eat!

The hunger from a long period of not eating after a morning run made the Three Meat Buns in Xu Tuqiang’s hands even more fragrant and sweet.

The soft baozi skin soaked with savory meat juice, the combination of diced chicken and pork is a wonderful match compared to pure pork buns, the chicken is tender, the pork is juicy, plus an extraordinary seasoning skill honed over a month that enhanced the flavor.

The former Three Meat Buns are gone, and what stands here today is an advanced version of the Three Meat Buns.

It may be B-level now, but it is destined not to be just B-level.

B-level is its start, not the end.

Soon, everyone at Yunzhong Restaurant was gobbling down baozi, including the cooks, helpers, and waiters.

Everyone was swimming in the ocean of baozi, unwilling to come ashore. They indulged in the joy of carbs and fat, still unsatisfied despite being full, despite finishing five baozi, and kept their hands near their mouths as if they could eat another one with a simple opening of their mouths.

All those waiting at Yunzhong Restaurant today are loyal patrons and have tasted the Five Fillings Buns made by Qin Huai. Previously, when Qin Huai was here, they’d have the Three Meat Buns often in the mornings. Although they missed out for a month, everyone remembered the previous taste.

Everyone felt that the Three Meat Buns didn’t taste this good before.

Even though the Five Fillings Buns at Yunzhong Restaurant are expensive, they are delicious. Receiving a bonus, salary, red envelope, or celebrating had to be marked by rewarding oneself with a Five Fillings Bun, which is a common celebratory ritual among local office workers.

But now.

A Zhang surnamed office worker, unwilling to reveal their name, opened their mouth wide and took a big bite of the Three Meat Bun, eating with ecstasy yet somewhat spaced out.

Why does today’s Three Meat Bun taste even better than the Five Fillings Bun I rewarded myself with on my birthday?

Am I imagining it due to hunger?

The office worker chewed with puffed cheeks.

This illusion is terrific, can it last a bit longer?

The first batch of baozi soon sold out, and Qin Huai had the waiter save five for Ouyang for when he arrived.

Quantities for Luo Jun, Chen Huihong, and Chen Huixi were already picked up by Zhang Shumei.

Ouyang had gone back to his parents’ place needing money last night, bringing Crab Dumplings and guo’er, and hadn’t been seen even as the Three Meat Buns came out of the pot. Qin Huai guessed he either overslept or was having difficulty getting money and was still pleading at home.

Qin Huai planned to make a batch of Three Meat Buns in the morning and another in the afternoon, spending the rest of the time making different types of snacks, doing everything he could from the list. Cakes like rice cakes which can only be eaten the next day will be made later in the evening.

Qin Luo needs to go to school tomorrow and won’t be in the restaurant during the day, so he’ll have to come back in the evening to eat.

Qin Luo ate the Three Meat Buns with the juice running down her chin.

"Bro, I want to eat 5 too!" Qin Luo said she was hungry all morning, she was young, she really could eat.

The uncles and aunties outside could each buy 5, why couldn’t she?

"There’ll be more later, save some room." Qin Huai succinctly said.

Twenty minutes later, Crab Shell Cake came out of the oven.

Ouyang conveniently arrived just as the Crab Shell Cake was coming out of the oven, enjoying a bite of Crab Shell Cake and a bite of Three Meat Bun, eating happily in the kitchen.

Seeing Ouyang in the kitchen, Qin Huai thought he should shake up two glasses of hand-shaken lemon tea.

Although Qin Luo was strong and made delicious lemon tea, Ouyang was not weak either, making good lemon tea too. More importantly, Ouyang wouldn’t tremble like Qin Luo and add too much syrup, keeping quality control stable.

"Are there perfumed lemons in the storeroom?" Qin Huai asked.

Qin Luo immediately understood and got up, "Yes, bro, I’ll make hand-shaken lemon tea for you!"

"Let me do it, let me do it!" Ouyang jumped in to take over, "I just made hand-shaken lemon tea for my parents last night, Qin Huai, you know my skills."

Qin Huai looked deeply at Ouyang; even making hand-shaken lemon tea, seemed like last night’s need for money was really challenging.

Ten minutes later, Qin Huai was sipping on the hand-shaken lemon tea made by Qin Luo.

Twelve minutes later, Qin Huai also drank the hand-shaken lemon tea made by Ouyang.

An hour later, Qin Luo and Ouyang were eating Dream Come True Sesame Buns.

After another ten minutes, locust flower buns and fermented rice with steamed buns simultaneously came out of the pot.

While the two were digesting, Qin Huai made fried dough stick which hadn’t been made in a long time.

Although fried dough stick didn’t sell for much and wasn’t particularly delicious, Qin Huai really loved making it because it was simple.

Come lunchtime, beautiful rice cakes made a dazzling appearance.

After a two-hour break at noon, in the afternoon Master Qin re-emerged and personally made jujube and yam cake that hadn’t been made in a long time.

Then Qin Huai looked at the crabs crawling in the water tank, thought for a moment, and brought back the Crab Dumplings.

[Crab Dumplings B-level]

Indeed, the ingredients weren’t good enough to bump up the level.

Finally, at Ouyang’s fervent request, Qin Huai steamed a pot of Elm Bark Steamed Buns that only Ouyang liked eating, cooked a pot of Dried Tangerine Peel Tea, and stewed over twenty portions of Gastrodia stewed pigeon to prepare for the glutinous rice cake and Lard Rice Cake needed for the next day, wrapping up today’s intense snack-making with satisfaction.

The customers squatting at Yunzhong Restaurant were stuffed, with one wave in the morning, another in the afternoon.

Couldn’t finish it all, just couldn’t finish it all.

Today, when Qin Huai made snacks, it wasn’t with the attitude as during regular business, but with a random drop approach. But due to the speed and quantity honed at Huang Ji, and mastering the ability to simplify cumbersome procedures with helpers, today Qin Huai made snacks that were large in quantity and varied in type.

Many diners wanted to buy from morning till afternoon, but their faces couldn’t allow it.

Even though they were full, they’d still buy more to stock up for the next day at home, even if the snacks the next day were far less fresh, they wouldn’t let others buy. Such extremely selfish behavior in the vicinity of Yunzhong Restaurant would be condemned by everyone.

Even Grandma Ding, who loved strolling with fermented rice with steamed buns, would strongly condemn it.

Except for Luo Jun, who had her nanny buy each type; everyone knew Luo Jun got special treatment.

"Burp." Qin Luo happily slumped on the chair, not wanting to eat anymore for the first time.

Qin Luo felt it was like New Year.

No, even if it were New Year, her brother wouldn’t make so many snacks just for her, there were many snacks today that he simply didn’t know how to make before.

Thinking about this, Qin Luo’s guilty tears were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.

Waaaa, she actually thought her brother was heartless in her heart before, not returning to Shan City to see her for over a month, as if she didn’t matter at all to him.

She really wasn’t a good person, she was really damned!

Her brother clearly went to Gusu to endure hardships, study diligently, learn new snacks.

In the kitchen, Qin Huai bit into the Elm Bark Steamed Bun he felt still didn’t taste good, not understanding why Ouyang, who had tasted so many good things and seen the world, still favored this.

Does Ouyang have a sense of taste or not?

Does he really love eating elm bark that much?

Why not just give him the few bags of elm bark in the warehouse.

Qin Huai rotated his shoulders, swinging his arms a few times.

Not going for a massage at the next-door Bone Setting Shop after work felt strange.

Qin Huai took out his phone to make a note.

Exactly, his skills in snack seasoning have greatly improved, making snacks he’s always been quite good at even easier.

Qin Huai marked the Three Meat Buns in his notes with emphasis.

This is a good snack.

Balanced development in seasoning, pastry, and fire control, worth practicing more.

Qin Huai thought for a moment and made an emphasis mark on Dream Come True Sesame Bun as well.

The fire control is still a bit lacking, these two days making more Dream Come True Sesame Buns could help practice the fire control, seeing if it’s suitable for the current stage.

Qin Huai satisfactorily put away his phone and walked out of the kitchen to find Qin Luo still sprawled on the chair, feeling guilty, excited, secretly pleased, and sad all at once.

Qin Huai:?

Did Luoluo indulge into a hallucination?

"Bro!" Seeing Qin Huai finish up and come out, Qin Luo gave a little jump, getting up, and said with deep emotion, "You’re so good to me, I’ll never talk bad about you when you’re not around anymore, I really should be ashamed!"

Qin Huai: "...You said bad things about me?"

Qin Huai took out his phone, looked at the note: "You still owe me 8617 yuan and 20 cents, your new year money this year will be used to pay off the debt."

Qin Luo:...

Qin Luo: ꒦ິ^꒦ິ