Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 729 - 368: Is Riding a Roller Coaster Really This Effective? (Part 2)
It’s not only delicious on its own, but also delicious when combined with the dough.
Standing there, it plainly tells you, yes, I don’t follow the usual path, I don’t conform to the common understanding of bun fillings, I’m different from other crab meat and pork buns, but I’m delicious nevertheless.
Delicious, no need to say more.
But at the same time, it also has many flaws.
Its greatest strength is its flaw—it doesn’t meet the public’s perception of a bun filling, while being delicious, it also feels a bit abrupt.
It makes customers feel this bun is unique and tasty, but a bit unfortunate, wishing the texture was less delicate, wishing it was less dry, wishing it was juicier, wishing it tasted more like a bun.
In these expectations, Qin Huai tasted the flavor and texture that a S-Class bun should have.
Even though Qin Huai hasn’t tasted S-Class snacks yet, he feels he somewhat understands what they’re like.
Qin Huai looked at Shi Dadan with some confusion, wondering if his expectations for this bun were too high, and now that he’s a bit full, he can’t taste its original deliciousness, and his bias is skewing the evaluation.
Why does he feel this bun doesn’t taste as good as it looks?
To be precise, it isn’t as tasty as when watching Shi Dadan eat it.
Was Shi Dadan’s restaurant so popular back then because he often sat at the door eating, making outside customers think the restaurant’s dishes were particularly good? They couldn’t help but go in and try a couple of dishes whenever they passed by.
Qin Huai thinks that if Shi Dadan were to sit at the door of Yunzhong Restaurant eating buns now, any passerby couldn’t help but go in and buy two buns to try.
Qin Huai suspects there might be something wrong with his taste buds, so he chewed carefully again and indeed found it wasn’t as good as Shi Dadan eating it.
"Is it really that tasty?" Qin Huai couldn’t help asking.
Eating Cao Guixiang’s dishes to such an extent is understandable because Cao Guixiang’s dishes are truly that delicious, but this bun he made...
Is it really that tasty?
"It’s yummy." Shi Dadan replied with clear speech amidst his gobbling, smiling with his eyes turning into slits, his face full of the joy, happiness, and satisfaction of tasting such delicious food.
"It’s really delicious." Shi Dadan’s expression didn’t seem to be faking, his gaze sincere, "This is the best crab meat and pork bun I’ve ever had!"
"Even better than what Xu Nuo made back then!"
Qin Huai: ?
In the end, Shi Dadan ate only 19 of the 28 buns, unsure if it was the food from the amusement park affecting his performance, or if the second life couldn’t compare to the first, unable to even break the 20 mark.
"Burp." Shi Dadan burped contentedly, marveling, "Xiao Qin, I think your skill in making buns is much better than your big dumplings."
"Can you make these buns again tomorrow?"
"I ate a bit too much at the amusement park just now. Tomorrow morning, I’ll come on an empty stomach, and I surely can eat twenty-five!"
Qin Huai: ...
No need to set such a target.
Your way of expressing praise is really strange, Dang Kang.
buns, Qin Huai ate 1, Shi Dadan ate 19, leaving 8.
The remaining 8 were not wasted, An Youyou 1, Su Qian 1, Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong each 1, Guli 1, and the other three were taken by Shi Dadan for his newly acquainted friend—
Grandpa Qian.
When Grandpa Qian saw these three buns, he was so moved he almost shed tears.
Defending Yunzhong Restaurant for so many days, Grandpa Qian had always been bringing in new customers for Yunzhong Restaurant.
In simple terms, he recommended it to new customers and, when bored, randomly captured lucky guests on the first floor of Yunzhong Restaurant to educate them on the secrets of grabbing snacks.
For Grandpa Qian, all of this was what a diehard fan of Master Qin was supposed to do.
Although he didn’t appear as frequently as Xu Tuqiang, who had a name, or Grandma Ding, who didn’t have a name but had a profession, Grandpa Qian was always unwilling to give up.
He considered himself the leader of the Yunzhong District diner group, even though he didn’t live in Yunzhong District; he lived in the neighboring district.
As the leading figure, Grandpa Qian had been quietly contributing, occasionally reaping rewards.
He had never received such a surprise, such a rapid reward before.
With tears in his eyes, Grandpa Qian took a fierce bite of the crab meat and pork bun, feeling he had tasted an indescribable deliciousness.
Not only in terms of food but also on a spiritual level.
He tasted the flavor of friendship, the taste of being touched, and the warmth and affection brought by a good brother whom he had only met for a few dozen minutes and knew only the surname Shi, not even his full name.
As Grandpa Qian ate, tears almost fell from his eyes, and he squinted, showing an expression of happiness.
Watching from a distance in the kitchen, Qin Huai: ?
Is this bun really that tasty?
Is there such a big difference in the taste experience based on whether one is full or not?
Rarely eating until full, Qin Huai states that he would never taste snacks while being full again, as it affects his performance.
Qin Huai shook his head and continued to make crab meat and pork buns.
If you have a flash of insight, it’s natural to strike while the iron is hot and keep forging ahead. This afternoon, the guests who stood guard in Yunzhong Restaurant were quite fortunate.
Soon, the news spread among all big eater groups at Yunzhong Restaurant that the Crab Buns, which Master Qin had been making for some time, had succeeded, although the successful version was somewhat different from the previous ones made a few days ago.
