Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 917 - 452: The Sound of Heartbreak

Ling Guangzhao directly dragged a chair and sat next to Qin Huai, watching Qin Huai make snacks up close.

Qin Huai: ...? What's this hobby of yours, Boss Ling? The afternoon meeting is canceled?

Tong Dayan: ...Confirmed, Ling Guangzhao is driven mad since he didn't manage to recruit anyone.

Although Ling Guangzhao's behavior was odd, Qin Huai was not new to being observed while making snacks. On his first day at Zhiwei Restaurant, he was watched by a crowd of masters. He handled it well and calmly continued working.

Ling Guangzhao didn't fully grasp Qin Huai's skills, but he could tell Qin Huai was calm. His evaluation of Qin Huai elevated another level in his mind.

Calm under pressure, good attitude, and efficient work speed—raise his technical salary by 10%!

Ling Guangzhao happily scooped up a spoonful of dried tangerine peel tea and continued eating. Hmm, warm and comforting taste.

The smile on Ling Guangzhao's face grew even more radiant.

Qin Huai didn't devote much attention to Ling Guangzhao, calmly and diligently making snacks.

The differences among apple dough ball, Five Fillings Bun, Four Happiness Flower Rolls, and rice cake are significant. Bringing these four snacks out almost simultaneously for a single meal requires quite a bit of timing control. Rice cake is undoubtedly the easiest, so Qin Huai left it for last, only after kneading the dough for the other three did he start to mix rice batter.

Then began preparing the filling for Five Fillings Bun, dicing the ingredients, cooking the filling, and letting it cool.

While cooking the filling, the entire kitchen was permeated with the aroma of Five Fillings Bun, making Ling Guangzhao feel dazed by the scent, thinking doesn't the bun filling smell this good—are we braising meat here?

The filling of the Five Fillings Bun was just the beginning of opening the eyes of Ling Guangzhao, who doesn't really understand pastry cooking.

Five Fillings Bun is flashy with its meat filling, but the shape is quite simple, looking like a plain big bun at first glance.

Four Happiness Flower Rolls and the apple dough ball are flashy in their shapes.

Ling Guangzhao was already amazed when he saw Qin Huai roll the Four Happiness Flower Rolls, rolling the scallions and ham filling into the rolls with a seemingly difficult and very careful regular roll, resulting in fancy-looking flower rolls.

When he saw Qin Huai shaping one piece of dough into an apple shape in about ten minutes, if he hadn't seen it himself, he would have believed it's a real apple, being utterly stunned.

It's like one impact after another.

Compared to these three marvels, the last rice cake, which was brought to the table just at the right time, seemed so ordinary and mundane.

Tong Dayan was no longer cutting and prepping but crowding with Ling Guangzhao next to Qin Huai to watch him make snacks.

As a professional meat chef, Tong Dayan could tell Qin Huai's skill level.

Even if Qin Huai is a genius, his progress has been rather absurdly rapid. Tong Dayan clearly remembers that during the outdoor catering at A City, Qin Huai's skill wasn't as good as now, not just in one aspect, but in all aspects.

Whether it's kneading, filling, or finger skill, even the aesthetics in snack shaping were not as good as now.

An extraordinary leap in a single aspect can be explained by enlightenment from innate talent, but what about progress across all aspects—enlightenment across the board?

It's a bit absurd.

Tong Dayan even felt lucky he always had a poker face; no matter what he watched, he showed the same expression, so he wouldn't be seen as shocked by Ling Guangzhao in this situation.

Tong Dayan felt like taking a deep breath, silently shifting his gaze from Qin Huai's snacks to Ling Guangzhao's face, finding Ling Guangzhao full of admiration.

Admiration was about to overflow from his eyes.

Tong Dayan took another careful look at Qin Huai, who was seriously making snacks. So serious, so selective, going all out even more than during the A City catering; is he truly planning to work at Babaozhai?

What for, isn't Qin Huai financially secure?

For Beiping residency? Does Ling Guangzhao have the capability to secure Beiping residency for him? Does Ling Guangzhao have such skills?

Well, I heard Qin Huai's sister didn't perform well academically, and Ling Guangzhao seemingly has some connections in schools.

Or, maybe both of them aren't really sane, having a mutual appreciation for each other against all odds.

Tong Dayan's thoughts gradually scattered, eventually converging into one sentence: Damn, could Ling Guangzhao's recruitment meeting really bring talent? How is this guy so lucky?

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Just as Tong Dayan was silently dissing the boss in his mind, all four snacks made by Qin Huai were done.

Vividly lifelike, from a distance seeming realistic, difficult to distinguish the real from fake up close—apple dough ball, quickly colored, still warm, and very palatable.

Ready at optimal timing, steaming hot, each pleat so precisely refined as if measured with calipers, large and plump, signature Five Fillings Bun.

Having rested for two to three minutes, still exuding some steam, though not perfectly showing the cloud pattern, still worthy of praise: a truly beautiful and intricate Four Happiness Flower Rolls unlike any flower rolls.

Even the rice cake, having cooled to the most suitable temperature, seemed ordinary on the surface, yet perfectly fits the public's aesthetic and understanding—the most ideal, standard appearance of a rice cake.

Ling Guangzhao first realized he might have difficulty making choices because he couldn't decide which to eat first.

In the end, Ling Guangzhao very much followed his heart and chose the rice cake, which had cooled the longest, fearing heat.