Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 347 - 208: Mixed Fruit Filling Research Team_2

Chapter 347: Chapter 208: Mixed Fruit Filling Research Team_2

"But, Master Huang is, after all, a meat Chef."

"And this recipe is from decades ago; after so many years, Master Huang might not remember it all, maybe he even got it wrong and there aren’t this many ingredients?"

"I’ve been wanting to say for the past two days, even though mixed fruit filling is called mixed fruit filling, names often carry meaning and blessings, and it doesn’t actually have a hundred kinds of ingredients. ’Hundred’ is an auspicious number, symbolizing abundance. At Zhiwei Restaurant, many chefs make mixed fruit filling, and there’s never been a version with so many ingredients."

Tan Wei’an looked eagerly at Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan, hoping the two would stop the loss in time, pull back from the brink, change their minds, return to the right path, and stop indulging in these heretical pursuits.

He had a proper mixed fruit filling recipe, so let’s just make the legit one!

Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai pondered for a moment.

"That makes sense." Qin Huai nodded, "So many years have passed, and Master Huang can’t possibly remember every part of the recipe. But since he wrote it down, it shows he was sure these were included, so the ingredients from the original recipe must be at least this much, if not more."

"Indeed." Zheng Siyuan agreed, "If the ingredients in the original recipe were more, it would mean our general approach was wrong. We can’t even handle the existing ingredients, adding more would only make things worse."

"After going home yesterday, I thought, mixing so many nuts and dried fruits together creates a complex flavor, and many nuts taste similar, you can’t really discern them."

"If you can’t even taste them, what’s the point of adding so many ingredients?"

"That’s why I’ve been mulling over whether the recipe from our mentor is to achieve a subtle balance among the ingredients, presenting something like ’true simplicity’ or ’perfect clumsiness’, a Shakespearean eloquence in simplicity."

Tan Wei’an: ?

Aren’t we discussing culinary skills? Why does it sound like someone’s referring to ’Laozi’?

Is culinary discussion now elevated to such philosophical heights?

Qin Huai clapped his hands, "I think it must be this direction. We’ll... oh, time’s up, I have to go practice Fire Control. Let’s try again tomorrow."

Tan Wei’an also wanted to slip away, "I need to..."

"Go ahead, I’ll keep trying." Zheng Siyuan nodded.

After Guo’er’s challenge, Zheng Siyuan now has a high tolerance for all kinds of peculiar snack recipes, let alone the fact that this mixed fruit filling recipe is from his mentor.

Now, Zheng Siyuan, like Qin Huai, firmly believes there’s nothing wrong with the recipe itself; any problems with the filling they make are their fault.

Tan Wei’an: ...

Are the pastry chefs of Huang Ji always this stubborn?

How could anyone in this world be more obstinate than his junior?

Disregarding the facts... no, there’s no need to disregard the facts; the facts are right there in the bowl, and yet Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan believe in this strange recipe?

Is this the gap between him and geniuses?

Geniuses can see something in this recipe, but he can’t understand it at all.

Tan Wei’an couldn’t comprehend, so he just said, "I’ll go chop the nuts and dried fruits."

Huang Shengli, as usual, led Qin Huai to practice Fire Control.

Qin Huai was still practicing stir-frying meat, various kinds of stir-fried meat. Since a portion of the afternoon was now set aside for practicing mixed fruit filling, the amount of meat stir-fried was less, and there was also less stir-fried meat in the evening staff meals for Huang Ji’s employees.

In its place, there were more hard-to-eat mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls.

Logically, these glutinous rice balls were so unpalatable that if you fed them to pigs as slop, the pigs would snort twice in disdain. Yet among the Huang Ji staff, from chefs to waiters, there were always those unafraid of death, eager to taste just how bad they were.

Yesterday, the rice balls were even in short supply, not enough for everyone to try.

This led to some absurd rumors suggesting that Qin Huai was researching rice balls during this time, and they were delicious, causing Huang Ji’s staff to scramble for a taste.

Many customers were eagerly waiting for Huang Ji to launch the new rice balls to sample Master Qin’s latest work.

Among those customers was Gong Liang.

Yes, to this day, Gong Liang hadn’t tasted the mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls made by Qin Huai. Every night, after practicing at home, Qin Huai would deliberately pick out the mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls and send over three Four Happiness glutinous rice balls with skimped filling to the neighbors next door.

They were too awful to have any testing value.

Gong Liang didn’t really remember what the mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls tasted like; this flavor was a pleasant memory to him, and Qin Huai feared one rice ball might shatter Gong Liang’s memory.

That would indeed be a sin.

Qin Huai was stir-frying meat.

He had progressed in Fire Control these past few days just like before, not much, but steadily improving.

Xu Cheng was still in Gusu and hadn’t left yet, looking like he wouldn’t give up until he tried all the snacks by Qin Huai.

Now, Huang Ji had a long queue, and sometimes the surrounding area was jam-packed with cars starting at 10 AM. Xu Cheng basically didn’t come to eat snacks at noon; he would come and order privately in the evenings, and after Qin Huai finished practicing daily, he’d still have to make a few specific snacks before leaving.

While pondering which snacks to make later, Qin Huai was thinking about how to keep so many ingredients in perfect balance; simultaneously, he was stir-frying meat, and a moment’s distraction caused a slip-up.

"Thinking about mixed fruit filling?" Huang Shengli asked with a smile, "It’s not a good habit to be distracted while cooking."

"Sorry, Master Huang, I won’t do it again." Qin Huai quickly apologized.

Huang Shengli waved his hand, "I’m not blaming you; after making mixed fruit filling like that these past few days, being absent-minded is understandable."

Qin Huai thought that recently, Huang Shengli’s ability to make cutting remarks had improved.

"Master Huang, did Master Jing really use so many ingredients in his mixed fruit filling back then?" Qin Huai asked.

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