Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 298 - 191: Today’s Huang Ji is truly bustling with excitement_3

Chapter 298: Chapter 191: Today’s Huang Ji is truly bustling with excitement_3

Considering that crabs are no longer in season, but the quality of shrimp at Huang Ji today is really good, Qin Huai went ahead and made the crystal shrimp dumplings that he rarely makes.

As for why, even though Qin Huai is from Guangdong Province, he seldom makes crystal shrimp dumplings.

Well, it’s simply because Qin Luo doesn’t like shrimp.

Qin Huai’s special cooking was done in between, without delaying the normal making of snacks.

When he just started making the first few types, others thought Qin Huai was tired of making Three Meat Buns and Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns and wanted to make something different to eat for lunch.

Qin Huai had done such things before, when he was crazily making Crab Dumplings, he would often suddenly make Four Happiness Dumplings to relax for a bit.

When Qin Huai started shaping dumplings and kept glancing at his phone from time to time, Zheng Siyuan realized Qin Huai might be expecting a friend today.

Such behavior was too familiar to Zheng Siyuan.

Special cooking, purely special cooking, large quantities and very filling special cooking.

If he asked others to leave a few cups of Dried Tangerine Peel Tea, it would be even better...

"Brother Jun, when the Dried Tangerine Peel Tea is on the shelf later, please let Brother Jia know and adjust the stock. I have a friend coming over later, save a few cups for him to take away. I haven’t worked these past 6 days, and I’m worried that if it sells well at noon, it might be sold out by then," Qin Huai said.

Before this, Qin Huai definitely wouldn’t have had such a concern, but the guests at Yunzhong Restaurant during his 6-day vacation taught him a lesson, telling him never to underestimate hungry diners.

They can buy anything.

"Alright." Wang Jun didn’t go to find Huang Jia, he went straight to find the foreman.

Zheng Siyuan curiously asked, "Who came to Gusu?"

"Chen Huihong?"

"It’s a new friend I met on the plane yesterday. His boss wants me to make snacks for his son’s birthday banquet next March, and he’s coming to sample the dishes today," Qin Huai explained, "Sister Hong coming to Gusu is impossible, Huihui hasn’t started winter break yet."

"If Sister Hong came, it wouldn’t just be me cooking, you’d have to make 20 more catties of flaky pastry."

Zheng Siyuan recalled Chen Huihong’s astonishing purchase volume of flaky pastry.

Zheng Siyuan could only say, "Her brother really loves flaky pastry."

"Want me to help you make dumplings?"

"You have the time? That’s great, Assistant Chen just messaged me saying he’ll be here by around 11:30. I thought he wouldn’t come until 12, and was worried we wouldn’t make it in time."

Meanwhile, Assistant Chen, just exiting the hotel room, messaged the boss to say he’s off to Huang Ji Restaurant to sample the dishes, and received a money transfer of 6666 from the boss.

Boss Han Guishan expressed that he knows about Huang Ji Restaurant and has heard from friends that the food is very good. Assistant Chen must also try some specialty dishes during his rare visit to Gusu, not just the snacks. Eat whatever you like, the boss will foot the bill.

Assistant Chen felt touched by the money transfer and became more determined to find a good pastry chef for the boss, aiming to make the boss shine at his son’s birthday banquet.

Last year, to make his wife happy, the boss had added tables continuously at Fen Garden for a month, and was mocked as a tasteless nouveau riche who could only eat well at places like Fen Garden where money dictates meals.

The boss could swallow the insult, but Assistant Chen could not.

"Don’t worry, boss. For Han Youxin’s birthday banquet next year, I’ll definitely bring in chefs that no one else can get!"

Assistant Chen set off valiantly and spiritedly.

Meanwhile, in a well-known private hospital’s neurology department, Qu Jing, who had just finished her clinic session, sat down in her office as the director approached her.

"Xiao Qu, you’ve been in Gusu for a few days now. I’ve heard that you’ve rented a place nearby. How is it? Are you getting used to living here? How about the food? The taste in Shan City is quite different from here, right?" The smiling fifty-something female director asked.

"Director Liu, I’m getting used to it," Qu Jing said somewhat shyly.

"Logically, since you’re here for learning and exchange, and count as a new colleague, we should organize a meal gathering for new colleagues. But the department’s been busy, today is Friday, you don’t have a clinic session this afternoon, right?"

Qu Jing shook her head.

"That’s perfect, Director Liu from the cardiology department booked a private room at Huang Ji for lunch today and asked us from the neurology department to join in the fun. Xiao Qu, you’re in for a treat; recently, Master Qin from Huang Ji was on vacation, and he’s back to work today. You’re sure to taste Huang Ji’s famous Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns at lunch."

"This is a local specialty of ours in Gusu, you can’t eat it anywhere else," Director Liu said, a tinge of pride in her voice, "It’s the taste I’ve grown up eating."

Qu Jing nodded as if she understood but didn’t fully grasp the uniqueness of Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, thinking that Yunzhong Restaurant also sells them.

"Get ready, organize your cases, and let’s have lunch at Huang Ji."

"Director Liu, I have a question. Why isn’t the gathering in the evening?" Qu Jing asked.

"Because Master Qin’s snacks are only sold at noon, not in the evening. Previously, our hospital always had gatherings in the evening, but since Master Qin came to Huang Ji, the rule has changed. Now they’re all at noon gatherings. Don’t worry, it’s the same for other departments; it won’t affect work in the afternoon."

Qu Jing nodded again, realizing the workplace was indeed complex, and that each place had its own rules and habits.

She truly made the right choice to come to Gusu to learn; she’s bound to pick up a lot about social interactions, and her progress will surely make Mrs. Qu back in Shan City proud during the New Year.

On the other side, having overslept due to staying up late, Ouyang yawned wearily at 11 a.m., figuring out how to get from the hotel to Huang Ji.

"The subway... the subway doesn’t go directly?"

"The bus... too slow."

"Forget it, I’ll take a cab, I have money."

Having coaxed some start-up funds from his parents, Ouyang generously took a cab, opened the ride-hailing app, and selected the special discount ride option.

At the high-speed rail station, an elegantly handsome middle-aged man disembarked accompanied by his assistant.

"Did you book the private room?" Xu Cheng asked.

Xu Cheng glanced at the bustling crowd and felt that it had been a while since he had traveled so far to chase down a pastry chef.

In the past, he never needed to chase them down; the pastry chefs worth going for were all at Zhiwei Restaurant, he just had to go.

He hoped Master Qin’s skills were worth his trip.

"Mr. Xu, it’s booked. However, I found out that Master Qin’s menu at Huang Ji varies daily. Except for the fixed Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns and Five Fillings Bun, other snacks might vary, and Three Meat Buns aren’t fixed items."

"That’s fine. I heard there’s a community restaurant in Shan City where the Three Meat Buns are quite delicious and caused a sensation with long lines; that’s why I’m going. Since the Three Meat Buns aren’t fixed, it implies that Master Qin has other better snacks."

"As long as he has two or three standout items, my trip won’t be in vain."

"It’s just that it’s been many years since I’ve seen a new, impressive pastry chef. The old masters at Zhiwei Restaurant are just the same, and I’ve long grown tired of eating their dishes."