Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 101: What? You’re Leaving?

Coming from a special forces background, he has long mastered the art of controlling his appetite. No matter what food is placed before him, if it would affect his work, he absolutely wouldn't touch it.

Don't even mention food; even if a super gorgeous woman tried to seduce him by stripping down, it wouldn't sway his determination to complete his task.

It's precisely this ability that got him selected from a group of bodyguards to become Dreya's protector.

"Joel, can you help me buy another bowl of tofu soup? I need to stay with Dreya to prevent any trouble; I'll give you the money first."

Joel, also known as Old Hei, grinned.

"Sure, but shouldn't there be a running fee? Even waiters get service fees and tips~"

"Running fee?? Wow, greedy man. Alright, alright, how much do you want?"

Seeing the queue growing longer, worried about missing her turn, Anna reached into her pocket, pulled out a five-euro bill, and handed it over.

"Nevermind, didn't bring any change, how about I treat you to a bowl of iced jelly?"

"That's not necessary; I don't mind this small amount. Tell you what, you have a day off tomorrow, right? How about going on a date with me?"

"???"

Anna's mouth dropped open: "You want to woo me??"

"No way, I'm planning to become a famous model like Dreya in the future; can't let rumors spread before I make it big."

"So, as long as there are no rumors, it's fine?"

"...I never said that!"

Joel smiled with a hint of meaning, didn't take the money she offered, and got up to stand at the end of the line.

Anna was a bit stunned.

She hadn't agreed to anything, so why did he rush off to queue?

Oh well, no point overthinking; might as well take advantage of free labor.

Anthony kept a close watch on Dreya and the surrounding crowd, fearful that something might go wrong.

Suddenly, a well-built, muscular figure appeared in his view.

Defined biceps, bulging chest muscles, solid thighs, and firm buttocks.

The man kept walking closer, stopping right behind him.

Anthony turned his head, stared at Old Hei's chest for two seconds, and instinctively reached out to poke it.

"Yo bro, that's impressive?"

"?"

Old Hei's faint smile instantly vanished, his expression changed, fear glinted in his eyes as he stepped back, protecting his chest.

This step back bumped him into Amber.

Old Hei quickly moved two positions back, standing behind Jade.

"Sorry, sorry, you go ahead, I'm not in a rush~"

Amber's expression changed too.

Though not fully understanding what just happened, he clearly sensed the strong man's scrutinizing gaze inspecting him, feeling as if his clothes were being peeled off.

"I... darling, let's switch spots!"

"Huh?"

Jade, slightly dazed, stepped forward, only to see the man ahead immediately turn around, offering his broad back to her.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing! Just worried you might be hungry, so I'm letting you buy first~"

Amber sighed in relief and glanced back at Old Hei.

Their eyes met, both with expressions of survival relief.

After queuing for about twenty minutes.

Hanama Ai returned to the food cart, carrying three freshly made bowls of golden tofu soup and two bowls of iced jelly, looking somewhat regretful.

"There were too many customers over there today, only allowed to buy two portions at a time. Wanted to bring more, but if it weren't for the young guy knowing us, providing an extra portion as a favor, we'd probably only get half a bowl each."

"That's wonderful. Next time, if he comes to buy sushi, we'll offer him a discount; the master will surely agree."

"Yeah, that's exactly what I told him, so we got an extra bowl."

With no customers buying sushi and plenty of stock, the two decided to open the package and taste the freshly cooked delicacy.

"Pickled duck egg yolk? Never heard of such an ingredient before; this color must be from duck egg yolk, right?"

Sakura Country's love for eggs is quite the world's top; raw, cooked, pickled, soft-centered, all sorts, yet duck eggs... not familiar at all.

Besides the low yield of ducks, the unique taste of duck eggs doesn't sit well with many.

The two eagerly scooped up a spoonful of golden broth, blowing it cool.

"Slurp... Huh?!"

"Oh my goodness!!"

"This, how can this taste be from duck eggs? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I've had duck eggs, even cooked they are soft like egg yolk but wetter; how is this sandy texture possible?"

"It's incredible! Mr. Nakamura, this soup is clearly kelp soup, but why is the salty flavor so rich? What exactly is the taste of salted duck egg yolk? I'm so curious!"

"Unbelievable, Great Xia People, I think the master would be interested in this ingredient!"

"I sense that this salted egg yolk can be made into a sauce to pair with our sushi; it's so flavorful, and can even replace salt…"

"You're right, I'll take a photo and inform the master."

Kimchi Lady sat idly in her car, her gaze disdainfully fixed on the long line at the red food truck.

Days have passed, and judging by this business, they must be making a profit; those customers originally should have been buying her fruit jelly!!

She fervently wished to report them again.

Given their busy state, hygiene surely can't keep up.

But she's afraid of being caught once more.

Though she spent days sending the food truck to a professional agency for cleaning, supposedly up to hygiene standards, she still has to operate and prepare dishes, which inevitably dirties the food truck.