Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 328 - 202 Qianhua Gongdeng Bun

Chapter 328: Chapter 202 Qianhua Gongdeng Bun

Mr. Gong seemed about to burst into the kitchen with excitement, but in reality, he stood firmly outside the kitchen, not even letting a corner of his clothes cross the line.

When Qin Huai strolled to the doorway with his teacup, he noticed Mr. Gong wasn’t alone; he had an assistant trailing behind him, dragging a large suitcase.

The assistant had dark circles under his eyes, clearly indicating a lack of sleep.

Seeing Qin Huai with a teacup in hand, Mr. Gong chuckled. He had only stayed a few extra days in Beiping, and it seems Qin Huai’s status in the kitchen at Huang’s had greatly improved.

He’s even drinking tea now.

In another month, he’d probably have a small table set up with melon seeds and snacks.

At that moment, Mr. Gong felt deeply grateful for the tea he bought for Huang Shengli. Opportunities truly favor the prepared. Tonight, when his wife visits Qin Huai’s house, she should take along a couple of cans of tea.

"Mr. Gong, this is too generous; a six-figure kitchen knife? What kind of knife costs six figures?" Qin Huai sincerely asked.

Other than one made of gold, Qin Huai couldn’t imagine any knife being worth six figures.

Legendary kitchenware?

That could be possible, especially since it’s a limited edition.

"Not expensive, not expensive. I just happened upon them while shopping, so I bought three sets. All three combined are just six figures: one set for Master Qin, one for Huang Shengli, and one for Zheng Da. It’s just perfect."

Very well, three sets of knives for three chefs, with two of them being pastry chefs.

Giving these two sets of knives to Qin Huai and Zheng Da is like casting pearls before swine.

One’s a rookie, one’s a lazybones.

"Can knives be checked in?" Qin Huai asked, curious.

"Not sure. I had Xiao Liu start driving back with them yesterday," Mr. Gong pointed to the assistant behind him.

The assistant gave Qin Huai a fatigued smile.

At that moment, Qin Huai deeply felt that being an assistant to the president was no easy job.

Qin Huai didn’t come out with his teacup just to greet Mr. Gong. He mainly came to place his teacup on the tea cabinet by the door, then sneak off to see what new task he’d received.

Though Qin Huai had been at Huang’s kitchen for some time, everyone in the kitchen had heard rumors of his imagined training system. It wouldn’t be impossible for Qin Huai to view the task panel directly, but—

There were visitors today.

Qin Huai thought it would be best not to scare the Taste Restaurant folks by doing something so shocking on their first day of learning and exchange. It would be better to wait until Dong Shi got familiar with the six and began sharing gossip if the conversation turned to him.

A little groundwork makes it easier to accept.

After exchanging a couple more pleasantries with Mr. Gong, Qin Huai set down his teacup and discreetly sneaked away, leaving Mr. Gong craning his neck to look inside, eventually spotting Huang Shengli, who had just finished frying a dish.

"Master Qin is really dedicated. He waits until after finishing his work to go to the bathroom."

"I was just in Beiping for a few days, and upon returning, Huang’s business is booming? I just saw a long line at the entrance and people arguing. What’s going on? Huang’s hasn’t been this busy in at least 40 years." Mr. Gong marveled.

"40 years ago, it was still a state-owned restaurant, not Huang’s." Huang Shengli replied irritably, "Besides, who says Huang’s business has never been this good? When we were featured on Taste, it was even busier than now."

"What brings you here at this hour?" Huang Shengli asked warily, eyeing Mr. Gong.

Mr. Gong chuckled, "Of course, it’s because I heard your back is better. Shengli, you’re so unfair. You catered Li Danao’s son’s wedding banquet, but not mine. I saw Li Danao’s WeChat moments, and that Three Heads Banquet was definitely your handiwork; I recognized the Braised Pig’s Head at first glance!"

Huang Shengli knew this was inevitable.

Drawing on his recent practice experiences with a subtly sarcastic Zheng Da, he said, "That was for his son’s first wedding."

"I’m getting married to my original partner for the fourth time!"

"...It’s just not the same."

"How can our relationship not be the same?"

"This isn’t about the relationship."

"Of course, it’s not about the relationship. When your back wasn’t fully healed, I never asked for a Three Heads Banquet. I was in Beiping, only halfway through the menu, and after observing WeChat moments for several days, I was sure your back was mostly better before coming back."

"Look at the gifts I brought: knives, tea leaves, and snacks from that pastry shop, all chosen according to your taste."

"I’ve known Xiao Qin for just over a month, and he even specifically practiced Crab Dumplings for me because he knows I love them. Shengli, we’ve known each other for so many years, surely I won’t go three days without a full Three Heads Banquet after coming back, right?"

Mr. Gong began to play the emotional card.

Huang Shengli: "...Braised Pig’s Head needs to be prepared in advance."

"I know, which is why I’m asking within three days. You know, it’s been a while since I’ve had a Three Heads Banquet. Even my Mingzhu hasn’t had it in a long time, and my son, busy with business here, is almost starved thin."

If Mr. Gong had a grandson, he’d surely say: the child’s greatest wish now is just to take a bite of Braised Pig’s Head.

Huang Shengli paused, "Tomorrow night, it must be night, no tables available at noon."

"Understood!" Mr. Gong replied cheerfully, switching to a starving expression, "Speaking of which, I caught an early flight this morning, then transferred to the high-speed train, and came straight to deliver the knives without even going home."

"Up until now, all I’ve had are two dry rings, which were unbearably awful. After so many days in Beiping, I just want some hometown food now."