Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 631 - 330: Protagonist

Qin Huai waved his hand to interrupt Guli’s words, picked up a third Golden Thread Shaomai and put it in his mouth. Chewing, he said indistinctly, "It’s already very good. At least you now understand what feeling I’m talking about."

"You’re the only one who understands."

Just thinking about it brought tears to Qin Huai’s eyes. Can this world be a bit friendlier to master chefs like him who aren’t great with words? Does only he understand what feeling Zheng Da is talking about?

Not far away, Pei Xing watched Qin Huai eat three Golden Thread Shaomai in a row, feeling like the sky was falling and his teeth were about to break from clenching.

Master Qin ate all three of Guli’s Golden Thread Shaomai, so what about my Salted Egg Yolk Shumai?!

As a formal employee of Qin Huai, Pei Xing had some understanding of him.

Qin Huai doesn’t like eating too much repetitive breakfast in the morning.

Qin Huai doesn’t like eating both beef noodles and lamb noodles, or both fresh meat shumai and glutinous rice shumai, or both triangular sugar buns and red bean paste buns.

He clashed with Guli’s dish!

Now that Master Qin ate all three of Guli’s Golden Thread Shaomai, what will happen to his Salted Egg Yolk Shumai? And his shumai are so big!

Most critically, his shumai were still steaming and wouldn’t be ready for several more minutes, and he already saw a few Taste apprentices waiting with snacks for Qin Huai’s tasting.

Pei Xing: (༎ຶ-༎ຶ)

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"Burp."

After trying, or rather commenting, on a round, Qin Huai let out a small burp and began to knead and roll noodles.

It had been a long time since Qin Huai had such a varied breakfast.

Soup dumplings, rice rolls, three-flavor bean curd, BBQ pork buns, steamed dumplings, shrimp dumplings, water chestnut cake, pan-fried buns, Golden Thread Shaomai—everything one could imagine. Taste’s people really cover everything.

Although Zheng Siyuan didn’t eat Chicken Soup Noodles today, Crab Roe Noodles still had to be made. The elderly who went jogging in the morning waited from 7 o’clock until 8 o’clock in the hall, not eating a single main course and only drinking soy milk, just to eat Crab Roe Noodles.

Sometimes Qin Huai admired these elderly folks, as their tastes completely shifted based on what snacks Qin Huai felt like making at the time.

When Qin Huai loved to make Three Meat Buns, they loved eating Three Meat Buns. When Qin Huai specialized in Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, they loved eating those. When Qin Huai was obsessed with Four Happiness Glutinous Rice, their favorite turned into that. Now that Qin Huai started making Crab Roe Noodles in large quantities again, their new favorite became Crab Roe Noodles.

Only Xu Tuqiang had consistently loved sticky rice cake from start to finish.

With the first batch of Crab Roe Noodles going on sale at 8:15, the eagerly awaiting elderly began eating happily alongside the early-arriving office workers.

Since Qin Huai was late today, the Crab Roe Noodles were sold close to the morning rush. To avoid taking up precious dining space, Ouyang chose to humble himself, directly carrying a small bench into the kitchen to eat.

Of course, he sat near the edge by the door.

The food was abundant, including not only Crab Roe Noodles but also water chestnut cake, BBQ pork buns, Salted Egg Yolk Shumai, etc., that Qin Huai hadn’t finished, which Ouyang enjoyed immensely.

"Wow, Qin Huai, when did your canteen’s breakfast become so rich? Will it be like this every day in the future?" Ouyang felt like he was living in a dream of happiness.

If he could eat like this every morning, how long would he have to train in the gym at night... Never mind, it’s not important. I’d rather get fat and die!

I’m willing!

Ouyang ate happily and kept asking, "But why is there so much Salted Egg Yolk Shumai?"

Qin Huai: "... Maybe it’s because... I didn’t see it during the tasting? Actually, I don’t know who made this snack; I feel like it might be Pei Xing, but when I asked him, he said he didn’t make any snacks."

"Maybe it’s what Luoluo left over from breakfast."

Ouyang suddenly understood and continued eating intently.

The eagerly waiting customers weren’t the only ones who got to eat Crab Roe Noodles; everyone at Taste got a bowl too. Qin Huai thought, since he had tasted everyone’s skills, they should also try his.

Crab Roe Noodles and Chicken Soup Noodles are essentially handmade noodles, allowing one to see Zheng Siyuan’s skill in cooking Crab Yellow Sauce, which is perfect for showcasing.

The result was also successful; the snacks in the kitchen were almost making smoke from being made so quickly.

Master Qin drank two pots of tea by himself, one he didn’t know what it was, and the other he didn’t know either, but the taste was to his liking.

In the morning, apart from following the routine to make a lot of Four Happiness Glutinous Rice and Green Bean Cake, Qin Huai also made some snacks that he knew how to make but hadn’t made in a long time, like locust flower buns, Crab Shell Cake, Furong Cake, and triangular sugar buns.

The boss from the shop opposite was so shocked that he forgot to wear a mask when he came over to snatch the triangular sugar buns, directly buying them in his own name.

The addition of Taste’s people greatly enriched the variety and volume of snacks at Yunzhong Restaurant.

Ordinary apprentices couldn’t make any particularly amazing snacks; their skills ranged from C-Level to D-Level, with D-Level being failures, C-Level being normal, and it was very difficult to reach even B-Level.

To be precise, aside from Su Qian’s very specialized snacks that might touch the edge of B-Level, other apprentices couldn’t make B-Level snacks even if they gave it their all.

Compared to these ordinary apprentices, Tan Wei’an was genuinely quite skilled.

Qin Huai finally understood why everyone told him there was a serious gap among pastry chefs. The top chefs at Taste could potentially make S-Level snacks, like Master Zhou.

Typical master chefs would have at least one signature snack at A-Level, otherwise, they couldn’t be called master chefs. Qin Huai’s Four Happiness Glutinous Rice could consistently achieve A-Level, so it’s reasonable that everyone at Taste treated Qin Huai as a master chef; his skills at Taste were indeed at the master chef level.

However, it was a bit unreasonable that direct disciples like Tan Wei’an and half-direct disciples like Su Qian, who had special connections, found it hard to make B-Level snacks.

The gap was indeed severe.

There was a clear distinction and an insurmountable chasm between apprentices and masters.

At Huang Ji previously, Qin Huai had always assumed the apprentices from Taste who came to exchange were relatively inexperienced, so he thought nothing of it. This time, they sent a batch of elite apprentices, and yet they were still somewhat inexperienced; Qin Huai was genuinely taken aback.

So much so that while practicing knife skills, Qin Huai couldn’t help but softly complain to Cao Guixiang.

Tan Wei’an, standing by, overheard a bit and curiously asked Zheng Siyuan, "Is the one taking the online class the mysterious retired chef who supposedly snatched Qin Huai away from your dad?"

Zheng Siyuan: "... Where did you hear that rumor?"

"It’s all over our Taste. Your dad was asking around everywhere for a skilled retired chef in Qiu County recently, almost checking household registrations. Last time, I heard Boss Su say that Qin Huai had been snatched away by someone and taken as an apprentice; your dad was furious."

Zheng Siyuan: "... That’s not true."

Zheng Siyuan dispelled the rumors online.

Tan Wei’an nodded in agreement, "Right, since when was Qin Huai your dad’s apprentice? I saw it clearly at Huang Ji; Qin Huai is your uncle’s apprentice."

Zheng Siyuan: ... Very well said, but please don’t say it again, especially not in front of my dad.

You wouldn’t want my dad to become arch-enemies with all of you at Taste, right?

The two were quietly gossiping when Qin Huai, who was softly attending an online class and seriously slicing radish, suddenly raised his voice and called out to Zheng Siyuan and Tan Wei’an, waving them over.

Tan Wei’an rushed over to Qin Huai, not forgetting to sneak a glance at Qin Huai’s phone, finding that the online class had ended.

"I’m done slicing the radish," Qin Huai said happily. "I just chatted with Master Cao a bit, but I didn’t tell Master Cao about your great-grandfather’s recipe. Master Cao gave some advice on researching Crab Yellow Sauce, which I think is quite useful. How about we start now?"

Qin Huai looked at Tan Wei’an.

Tan Wei’an was a bit puzzled, "Start what?"

Why did he focus on him when talking about starting? Wasn’t he just an accessory in this team?

"Start making your great-grandfather’s recipe. It’s your recipe, so of course you are more familiar with it than the two of us; today, it’s up to you to start making it first," Qin Huai said.

Tan Wei’an:!

Tan Wei’an’s excited voice almost pierced the sky.

"What?! Today, I’m the main character!"

"Hahaha, so great!"