Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 372 - 219: Don’t Say Your Teacher Taught You This When You Go Out

Ouyang stood at the entrance of the back kitchen, munching loudly on a slightly cool guo’er, and smacked his lips, looking like he wanted to munch on a second one, but restrained his desire.

The slightly cool guo’er wasn’t tasty enough, it’s better to go back and steam it for a few minutes.

"Oh right, did Mr. Xu, the one writing ’Taste,’ leave yet?" Ouyang asked with some curiosity.

In normal circumstances, Ouyang would chat about gossip with Qin Huai at home every morning and evening.

But yesterday, something unexpected happened. Qin Huai got up late in the morning and made Four Happiness glutinous rice. Qin Huai and Ouyang talked about serious matters instead of gossip. In the evening, Ouyang almost got himself in trouble and was taught a lesson until 1 a.m. before being released, so there was no time to chat.

Needless to say, this morning Ouyang didn’t get up, and he missed the Four Happiness glutinous rice Qin Huai made, and Qin Huai took Ouyang’s portion to the neighbors.

Just thinking about the experiences from yesterday to today, Ouyang felt like shedding two lines of clear tears.

Hearing Ouyang say this, Qin Huai knew it was gossip time.

Even though it wasn’t quite the right setting, standing at the entrance of Huang’s Kitchen back kitchen to chat about gossip seemed not very appropriate. But it didn’t matter, Huang’s Kitchen had Dong Shi, and Dong Shi had already unlocked the achievement of gossiping at every corner of Huang’s Kitchen.

From the back kitchen to the warehouse, from the warehouse to the lobby, from every corner of the lobby to the private boxes on the second floor and even the restroom, Dong Shi’s presence could be seen gossiping and eavesdropping on gossip.

Anyway, at this hour the lobby was already devoid of customers, so chatting anywhere was fine.

"He’s gone," Qin Huai said, "he left the day before ’Taste’ got published, saying he had business to handle in Hong Kong and had to rush overnight."

Indeed, as a famous tycoon with numerous businesses, it was quite reasonable for Xu Cheng to rush to handle some business matters overnight in Hong Kong.

However.

Qin Huai always felt that Xu Cheng just wanted to use an excuse to slip away and avoid eating snacks.

Although Qin Huai hadn’t had much direct interaction with Xu Cheng (almost never seeing him), he had heard a lot about him from Huang An Yao. As a loyal fan of Xu Cheng, Huang An Yao was familiar with every dish of every chef in every restaurant Xu Cheng loved. He hadn’t had the chance to mention it before, but once Xu Cheng visited, he kept talking about it nonstop.

If someone said that Huang An Yao was a socially awkward person who avoided conversation, Qin Huai would definitely rush up with recording equipment and play back all the nonsense Huang An Yao had said these days for him to hear.

Who said Huang An Yao was socially awkward? He’s practically a chatterbox!

Through Huang An Yao’s strong recommendations, Qin Huai also came to understand Xu Cheng’s picky taste.

Simply put, he only eats the best.

If one were to use a game system to rate dishes, he would casually eat B-level dishes, eat A-level dishes seriously, devour S-level dishes, and anything below B-level might as well be wax.

Qin Huai could make many snacks, but not all could guarantee quality control at B-level.

If Xu Cheng wanted to eat different snacks, Qin Huai could make them. Six different snacks every day, ensuring B-level quality control for the first few days. But as time went on, Qin Huai could only try to choose his specialties and minimize mishaps, ensuring quality control above C-level; whether it could reach B-level depended on his performance.

Xu Cheng had been eating in Gusu for a while.

Towards the end, Qin Huai could clearly feel that Xu Cheng didn’t really want to eat anymore. He didn’t show up at all and only had his assistant buy them, but he seemed to just want to see how many snacks Qin Huai could actually make.

Reluctantly eating.

For Xu Cheng, not eating the A+ grade guo’er and instead eating snacks that didn’t even rank as B-level was definitely self-imposed suffering.

So on the day before ’Taste’ was published, Xu Cheng couldn’t take it anymore and made an excuse to slip away.

If he didn’t, loyal readers of ’Taste’ from all over the world would flock to Huang’s Kitchen to eat guo’er. If among these loyal readers someone had a good relationship with Xu Cheng, or even was Xu Cheng’s friend, they might find out Xu Cheng was also in Gusu. If they further discovered that Xu Cheng wasn’t eating guo’er but rather some miscellaneous snacks while in Gusu, how would Xu Cheng explain?

He could only say that he was used to gourmet food and wanted to try something more down-to-earth.

Let’s just say, these days Xu Cheng suffered as much as he could to test how many kinds of snacks Qin Huai could actually make.

"Why did you suddenly think to ask this?" Qin Huai asked. freёweɓnovel_com

"This morning when I went out, I ran into Mr. Gong on the stairs; he was on the phone saying there were no available boxes to borrow, and the boxes for next week had been booked by Xu Cheng. I thought Xu Cheng hadn’t left and planned to keep eating through next week," Ouyang said, "And since Sister Hong and Huihui are coming soon, I was planning to borrow a box from Mr. Gong to treat them to a meal."

"Forget about the boxes. I’ll ask Team Leader Cao to reserve a small table for you in the lobby," Qin Huai shattered Ouyang’s fantasy directly. "At Huang’s Kitchen, the VIPs can book boxes a week in advance, and all bookable boxes are already reserved."

"I heard even tables are being shared in boxes now. This morning, Dong Shi was saying in the back kitchen that there were rumors old customers with Huang’s Kitchen VIP cards were getting bombarded with calls; some were offering high prices for places, from 500 to 1000 per position, and some scalpers were acting as middlemen looking to profit from the difference."

"You know that Huang’s Kitchen VIP cards were earned one meal at a time. There aren’t many old customers with VIP cards, some of whom are just nearby residents whose pensions over the years have all been spent at Huang’s Kitchen."

"Some people are short on money, others are not. Ever since Team Leader Cao found out about this in the morning, he’s been contemplating how to handle it. Sharing boxes is inevitable, but if scalpers really get involved, it would tarnish Huang’s Kitchen’s reputation. Besides, some of the customers aren’t well-off and would be willing to reserve a box and sell the space."

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