Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 215 - 157: Sea Squirt Shreds in Sweet Vinegar, Crispy Salt and Pepper Fried Snake Ribs

"Hmm??"

"No, why did you sit down?"

Wang Ziqin was a bit confused, turning his head to look at the big pot on the stove, which was smoking heavily.

Isn't it just the soft-shelled turtle stewing? Where are the rest of the dishes?

"It's not time yet, what's the rush? If you want a half-hour gap between the first and second courses, I can serve the first course now if you want."

"Uh... there's no need, I don't have that kind of masochistic tendency."

Seeing Lin Chen sit down, the other three from his team also washed their hands and came out openly to slack off.

"Whoa!!"

"Don't glare at me, close those damn eyes!"

"What the heck, why is there blood everywhere... Hey hey! How can it still fly!?"

Just as they sat down, startled calls echoed from Jonathan's side.

Amidst the chaos, a pigeon, with feathers stained red from fresh blood, continued to drip blood as it flapped and flew around wildly.

Flying two meters before crashing to the ground, it struggled and flew another two meters, crashing again, splattering blood everywhere.

The bloody scene frightened the women who were fleeing in panic, disregarding any image issues, even Lin Chen, Lucas, and Wang Ziqin frowned and dodged, fearful of stained clothes.

"Jonathan!! What the hell are you doing!"

"Hey! If I said I don't know either, would you believe me?"

Jonathan scratched his face awkwardly, "I thought once the artery was cut, it wouldn't move, who knew..."

"You're responsible for cleaning the restaurant, if it's not clean, you can't get off work!"

Wang Ziqin held his forehead in frustration, knowing it was unreliable to let foreign chefs do such work, but who knew it could be this unreliable.

But it's unavoidable, who knows which country the guests will be from in the future, they will have to face this sooner or later.

Embarrassing oneself is better than leaving a bad impression on the guests.

Luckily, the pigeon barely had any strength left, it was just a final burst of energy before its death, fluttering a dozen times before quietly collapsing to the ground, silent.

The leader had spoken, even if Helena and Lucinda wanted to help clean up, they couldn't, only silently mourning for him for a second.

Yes, just one second.

To them, this punishment was deserved.

As the chef sent from the main store, who couldn't even perform a technique that the branch chefs knew, what face did he have to slack off?

Half an hour passed quickly.

No one paid attention to what Jonathan was preparing to cook, or had any hope, as long as it wasn't a waste of food, anything edible was fine.

Seeing the time was about right, Lin Chen opened his eyes, stood up and walked straight to the stove.

By now, the air was filled with the strong aroma of braised food, the five who had exercised all day were starving, and the scent made their mouths water unbearably.

He lifted the lid to check the stewing turtle, then fished out the scallions and ginger slices, covered the pot again for continued simmering.

He took another iron pot, poured wide oil in and heated it on low, then took out snake ribs and pigeon from the freezer, placing them on the table to warm up.

The pigeon wasn't large, the size of two fists, its skin dried and dehydrated by cold air, touching it felt hard, tightly clinging to the pigeon meat surface.

As the oil pot gradually heated, he brought over cleaned ascidians and sea urchins, placing them next to the cutting board.

The ascidian meat looked akin to a swimming cap, its color similar to mango, with ten or so spike-like protrusions at the top, resembling a puffer fish's belly.

Honestly, it was his first time seeing such a thing, though he'd seen people eating them on live streams, popular in Kimchi Country, not much in domestic areas.

As the saying goes, what Kimchi Country likes to eat and is not common in coastal cities domestically, mostly isn't that tasty. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

He sliced a small piece and chewed it, savoring its inherent flavor.

It looked like mango, tasted like it too, not in flavor, but texture; akin to overripe mango meat with a sea cucumber-like elasticity.

Initially flavorless with a few chews, gradually a bitter taste arose, like detergent smell, though mild, likely due to the small cut.

Besides these peculiar tastes, there was a hint of sweetness mixed within.

During a break, he searched online, it said eating ascidians creates a sweet illusion afterwards, utilizing this characteristic to pair with sea urchins, forming a curious link with subsequent dishes.

He sliced the ascidian meat into fine strips, dribbled some apple cider vinegar over, squeezed pea-sized wasabi, added half a spoon of honey, and thoroughly mixed it.

The mixed ascidian strips retained their color, but the smell transformed entirely into a tangy sweetness, very refreshing.

Tasting the extra sauce at the bowl's bottom, Lin Chen frowned, something felt missing; his gaze darted to the scattered boxes on the floor, seeking some inspiration from other ingredients.

"Got it!"

The moment his gaze swept over the oranges, his eyes lit up.

The slight bitterness of ascidian meat must be countered with vinegar, which needs pairing with sweetness; solely relying on apple cider and honey made the flavor bland, lacking fruit aroma.

He grated fresh orange peel inside, squeezed a dozen drops of orange juice, then sliced five rings of Xiao Mi peppers, mixing again.