Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 224 - 161: Imperial Palace Delicacy, Nourishing Buddha Jumps Over the Wall (Part 2)

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"My God, how can there be such a perfect woman in the world?!"

"Isn't the person behind her also a model? Their temperament is somewhat similar, but I don't think I've seen them before."

"Maybe she's an emerging star in training? Anyone who can attend a dinner party with Dreya surely isn't ordinary."

"Wait a minute, that couple looks familiar, like I saw them during breakfast and lunch earlier today."

"Yes, yes, I remember them too. They're really lucky to have won the dinner. You can't buy the chance to dine with a famous model even with money."

Right as Gray's turn came to buy food, he was completely focused on the few bowls of golden soup in front of him. After paying, he happily turned around to find a seat.

As he turned his head, he saw a few people coming out of the restaurant and right in front of him. His expression slightly changed, and he quickly bowed in greeting.

"Hello General Manager! Hello, Manager's wife!"

In an instant.

The entire room fell into silence.

Wang Ziqin helplessly put his hand on his forehead, cursing this clueless guy in his heart seven or eight hundred times.

Revealing his identity in front of so many tourists—how is he supposed to pretend to be a regular tourist to go eat now?

He turned to glare at Jiang Shuqi.

"Is this what you call an employee with good situational awareness?"

Jiang Shuqi narrowed her eyes: "Are you implying it's my fault?"

"Uh, that's not really it~"

Gray blinked and sharply sensed the implications of his boss's glance, feeling a shiver and his brain working furiously.

He just called out 'General Mana... hell, does he want to keep his identity secret?

Dine with a famous model—who will believe you're an ordinary person?

Being an employee, if the boss has concerns, it's his own fault. So he can only... take the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Sorry, General Manager! Should I not have revealed your identity? I didn't know it couldn't be mentioned, I'll be careful next time!"

"???"

"Pfft——"

Jiang Shuqi was directly defenseless against his unexpected admission and couldn't help but burst into laughter. Beside her, Chu Yueyue also laughed non-stop, surprised that this young employee reacted quite quickly.

"No wonder you said he has pretty good awareness, he does have some skills."

At this point, what could Wang Ziqin say? He couldn't dock his pay just because he greeted him voluntarily, right?

After all, hiding his identity was his personal quirk, and he hadn't informed anyone in advance. What else can be done now?

Chill out!

Anyway, the guests who come for tourism won't stay long—most will leave after a day or two; staying for three days is rare.

Once this wave of people leaves, who will recognize him?

"Alright, alright, go drink your soup... wait a minute! Why are you wearing a uniform? It's only after seven, are you getting ready for the night shift?"

Several nearby diners couldn't believe their eyes as they looked at Gray.

This guy spoke with such confidence earlier, turned out the leader didn't even know what was going on?

Instead of waiting for these onlookers to speak up, Gray quickly answered first.

"No, I get off at eight. Currently, it's patrol time—maintaining order here and checking food safety issues are within my work scope. I'll get ready to go home once my colleague takes over at eight."

"...What's that? Checking food safety?"

Wang Ziqin looked at the soup bowl in his hand, wanting to ask if he meant drinking soup.

This duty range—who's the genius who came up with it? It's quite absurd!

But thinking about it carefully, in a few more days, as publicity increases, the number of tourists here will grow, and street food carts will become more numerous.

To protect the health of this group of foreigners and prevent any allergic incidents, it's necessary to carry out food safety inspections, which isn't a problem.

"Yes sir, this is clearly recorded in the security manual. Do you need me to show it to you?"

"Uh, never mind, go check your soup, don't mind us."

The sky was already a bit dark, combined with the brighter red glow from the food cart, making it difficult for people in the shadows to be seen from afar.

Plus, with Dreya as a natural magnet, they didn't want to linger any longer, quickly leaving along the window glass from the other side to avoid the queue.

Gray breathed a sigh of relief, instinctively scooping a spoonful of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall into his mouth to ease his psychological tension.

The rich, smooth soup carried an extremely savory meat aroma, a faint sweetness that was just right—not affecting the overall flavor while adding a touch of deliciousness.

The soup's texture was very delicate, with no impurities, presenting a semi-transparent golden shade, clearly showing the abalone, fish maw, and flower mushroom hidden below.

It seemed to be just three ingredients, but he heard Lucas' explanation earlier and knew the nutritional value of this bowl of soup was high, immediately scooping up that piece of white fish maw, wanting to taste what it was like.

To his surprise, fish maw itself had no special flavor, purely eating its elastic texture, with only the sticky mouthfeel reminding him that its nutritional value shouldn't be underestimated.

After eating the fish maw, he tried the flower mushroom cut with a cross knife on the surface.

Flower mushrooms tasted similar to shiitake mushrooms but less fragrant, with a thick and juicy fleshy texture, full of elasticity, especially after soaking up the savory Buddha Jumps Over the Wall broth, every chew was an ultimate treat for the taste buds.

The abalone surface was also sliced with a cross knife, appearing like a chessboard with small square patterns—this was his first time seeing such a cutting method.

Without much hesitation, he scooped it whole and threw it into his mouth.

"Hmm?!"

Its texture was even more springy than he imagined.

After being cut, the abalone's meat texture miraculously changed from elastic to crisp and springy; gently biting down on those little squares broke them.

Clearly an ordinary ingredient, just changing the cutting method created a different texture—is this the magic of Great Xia cuisine?

Chewing on abalone, he looked around and noticed that nearly all the diners who had started eating showed the same look of surprise. Evidently, they were also impressed by this wonderful texture.

"Did you say this chef works in the restaurant?"

"Yeah, he's involved in the daily buffet breakfast and lunch, and there's another chef too, but that one mainly cooks Western food, while this one seems to focus on Chinese cuisine?"

"It seems so for now. I heard the restaurant just opened today, so we don't know if other cuisines will be added later."

"Wow, Chinese food is this delicious, yet I haven't seen many Chinese restaurants around. It must be very profitable if opened."

"I've eaten at Chinese restaurants in Paris Chinatown, many have been modified to a sweet and sour taste. At that time, I thought it was pretty good until today when I tasted Chef Lin's skills—I then understood what Chinese cuisine really is."

"Hey, did anyone see the chef cooking this morning? It was amazing, he even made the pan catch fire! It was like magic, and the dishes had a special flavor, super addictive."

The newcomers tasting the delicious food couldn't resist inquiring about Lin Chen, and after hearing that he'd provide buffet breakfast and lunch every day, they couldn't sit still for even a second, rushing to the hotel front desk to book meals for tomorrow.

Reservation time ended at nine every night; it's only about eight now, so there's still time.

Within minutes, two large tubs of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall were all sold out.

[Ding...]

Lin Chen directly ignored the system prompt, which was merely a reward for a Recipe Exchange Voucher, nothing special.

Instead, he was a bit worried whether he'd placed the order with the supplier too early, seeing this trend, more people might come tomorrow morning than today.

"Oh no, that's not necessarily the case—some tourists will definitely leave; how can anyone stay in a luxury hotel every day, do they have that many vacation days?"

Thinking about it, he didn't really mind. He was naturally cautious, deliberately ordering extra ingredients as a backup.

Even if all are used up, there's still Boss Magna as a fail-safe, so there's no need to be particularly worried.

With two hours of dining time, even if there are more guests, the number of dining slots is still limited.