Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 47 - 43: Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns level B+

Chapter 47: Chapter 43: Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns level B+

[Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns level B+]

Qin Huai looked at the display of the Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns in front of him, hardly able to believe his own eyes.

If he had to describe his mood at that moment...

It would probably be: Wuhu! Patrick Star cheers~

Happiness, sheer happiness, the joy of not having to get up early to sell buns and still making money.

Qin Huai was so delighted that he couldn’t help but reminisce about the fantastic moments of making buns as he stood by the steamer; he almost wanted to hire an artist to paint those moments and frame them in the kitchen, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

This feeling of being divinely inspired was simply wonderful, no wonder he performed above expectations and directly reached a B+ level.

Yes, Qin Huai could conclude that this time he exceeded his usual performance.

Qin Huai always had a very clear understanding of his own skills. Just like when he saw the video tutorial for locust flower buns, he knew he definitely couldn’t make those buns, but when watching the tutorial for Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, he thought that he and Qin Wan were on par in culinary skills, making the buns without a problem.

Qin Huai had already experienced how strict this game system was in rating dishes yesterday.

Even the slightest mistake wasn’t acceptable, and the gap between B- level and B level was like a chasm, and naturally, there was also a deep gulf between B level and B+ level.

It turns out cooking and painting are alike; both require inspiration.

When inspiration strikes, it really can’t be stopped, hahahaha.

Finally having accomplished the Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns and exceeded expectations, Qin Huai decided to reward himself with a couple of hours of goofing off.

The lunch customers will just have to skip some snacks.

Your little Master Qin is going to slack off!

"Dad, could you bake the remaining batches of Crab Shell Cake and flaky pastry for me? You know the timing. I’m going to rest first." Qin Huai announced his plan to slack off.

Suddenly, with so much extra work, Qin Congwen almost felt so moved he could cry with joy. It was wonderful; his son was finally back to normal, and his son was finally skipping work to slack off again!

"Alright!" Qin Congwen cheerfully responded loudly.

Outside the window, it was already a different scene.

From the moment the art designer Xiao Zhang shouted, "Give me a bun!", the customers buying buns seemed to have opened Pandora’s box. No one cared what kind of bun it was, nor did anyone care if the bun menu had been posted, much less asked for the price.

Everyone was responding one after another: "Give me 1/2/3 buns!"

The attendants packing buns at each window were still hoping Huang Xi would quickly post the menu, while customers who were eager for buns were already complaining to the boss.

"Quick, pretty lady, I’m in a hurry, give me a bun."

"Right, right, I’m in a hurry too, almost late. Our boss is a piece of work, setting the clock five minutes fast, had to be there by 8:55."

"Whoa, your boss is really something. Ours only set it two minutes ahead."

"What, it can actually be set fast?! No wonder I’m always late, damn, it’s inhumane."

The attendants: ...

What were they supposed to say?

Our boss is genuinely a good person, doesn’t allow us to arrive early, our shop relies entirely on the boss.

While replenishing plastic bags, An Youyou took a moment to shout into the kitchen: "Old... Master Qin, can the buns be sold today?"

Having washed his hands and ready for a delightful session of slacking off, Qin Huai happily replied, "Sell, they can all be sold."

"Hasn’t the menu been decided? Let Sister Xi put it up."

An Youyou, taking advantage of her loud voice, took a deep breath and shouted, "New Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, special offer, 5 yuan each, limited quantity, purchase quickly, no fighting, queue in order!"

The voice was so loud that even the passersby outside the restaurant could hear.

Office workers hurrying to work with a rice ball: Breakfast shops these days are really interesting. To buy some kind of bun, they have to be purchased quickly and there’s a warning not to fight; could people really physically fight over a bun?

The office worker turned his head to look inside Yunzhong Restaurant: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Whoa, they’re really about to fight.

The office worker looked at his rice ball, looked at the restaurant, looked at the crowded people, gritted his teeth, and resolutely turned around and walked in.

Art designer Xiao Zhang, the first to shout for a bun, squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty, leaving the restaurant triumphantly with a bun in hand.

Once outside, Xiao Zhang let out a deep breath, looking at the bun he had spent a considerable sum of 5 yuan on. It seemed to look the same as yesterday’s, but for some reason, it felt tastier.

Xiao Zhang opened his mouth, which only took three minutes to eat a box lunch, and took a bite.

!!!

This taste, this rice aroma, this feeling, this chewiness, the feeling of the bun being chewed in the mouth!

Mom, sorry, my sense of value has been shaken, I think 5 yuan for a bun is really too cheap!

Xiao Zhang happily chewed, feeling he could still salvage some work time, resolutely turned back, squeezed into the crowd, and shouted, "Pretty lady, give me two more buns!"

On the other side of the restaurant, Qin Huai, who had entered slack-off mode, casually munched on a bun as he strolled towards the door.

As the creator of the Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, Qin Huai couldn’t help but admire how tasty the buns were today.

Qin’s Steamed Bun Shop’s ancestral expertise indeed had something to it; a little tweak could significantly elevate the overall flavor and texture of the bun. Qin Yanxing hadn’t learned this, he really ought to apologize to the Qin Family ancestors.

Qin Huai pushed the door open and found Chen Juan waiting for him at the door.

Qin Huai had been fully focused on making buns all morning and hadn’t noticed that Chen Juan had come by. In his impression, Chen Juan rarely came in the mornings, usually showing up in the afternoon to grab buckwheat buns, so she must have something for him at the door now.

"Granny Chen, is there something?" Qin Huai asked.

"Old Wang from my house wants to have a word with you." Chen Juan said with a smile, turning her head, finding Uncle Wang had gone to grab some Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, her face changed immediately as she raised her voice, "Wang Gen Sheng!"

"Coming, coming!" Uncle Wang came running over with the freshly grabbed Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, with a laugh he stuffed one into Chen Juan’s hands, "I just thought this bun smells better than yesterday’s. It kind of has the taste of buns when Master Jing used to take them out of the pot, couldn’t resist for a moment..."

"Ahem, ahem." Chen Juan coughed heavily twice.

Uncle Wang hurriedly stopped talking, looking at Qin Huai with some embarrassment, "Xiao Qin, don’t take what I said yesterday morning to heart, your buns really are special, really, I’m not fooling you!"

"The Master I mentioned in Gusu for buns is not important... Ah, your buns are really special, I’ve never been good at speaking for so many years, you see Old Cao and Old Xu always scold me; if you’re unhappy, you can also scold me, just don’t let my words affect you."

Qin Huai probably understood what Uncle Wang meant, smiling as he reassured him, "Grandpa Wang, I didn’t take your words to heart."

"No, what I mean is your words won’t have a bad impact on me. Actually, I should thank you. If it weren’t for the suggestions you gave me yesterday, I wouldn’t have made such good improvements today."

"I remember you like shrimp-filled Crab Shell Cakes, right? I didn’t notice when you came today, but it seems you didn’t get the hottest ones right out of the pot; tomorrow I’ll make another batch, still at 6 AM sharp, make sure you come on time."

Uncle Wang was ecstatic: "Really?! That’s great!"

Qin Huai smiled and nodded, "Enjoy it first, I have some matters to attend to and will head back now."

Going back to lie on the sofa and play on the phone, happiness is like being an immortal.

Uncle Wang was moved and watched Qin Huai leave, murmuring to himself, "Such a good kid!"

After speaking, he instinctively took a bite of the bun.

"Eh." Uncle Wang was taken aback.

"What do you mean eh, I told you to speak properly with Master Qin, what nonsense are you saying? Wang Gen Sheng, Wang Gen Sheng, your life has been ruined by your clumsy tongue!" Chen Juan said with exasperation.

Uncle Wang pointed at the bun: "Juan’er, you should try this bun, today it really has a bit of Master Jing’s flavor."

Chen Juan instinctively said, "How can that be, how can Master Qin compare with Master Jing?"

After speaking, Chen Juan took a bite of the bun and was also stunned.

The couple exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with bewilderment.

"Juan’er, which do you think is better?" Uncle Wang tentatively asked.

Chen Juan pondered for a long time.

"Master Jing," Chen Juan said, "but Master Qin’s is not bad either; it’s much better than Master Jing’s apprentice who used to make the buns, what was his name... Little Zheng."

"Back when Master Jing’s leg condition flared up again and he stopped doing it, Little Zheng took over, and the buns he made practically ruined Master Jing’s reputation," Chen Juan said angrily. "I was so furious I didn’t buy buns for several months, if it weren’t for the other shops making buns so terribly, I wouldn’t have bought the ones Little Zheng made."

"Exactly!" Uncle Wang quietly chimed in agreement.

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