Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 246 - 172: Chaoshan Poison—Pickled Seafood and White Porridge Set (Part 2)

Just as she thought, the raw shrimp was sticky and chewy, though its sweetness wasn't as pronounced as sweet shrimp, it was still quite close.

The flavor of this sauce was completely different from what was used to marinate crabs; it didn't have that layer of spicy oil, but instead had a faint, pungent taste of mustard.

"Delicious, the crab is delicious, the shrimp is delicious, the abalone and salmon are delicious, and the remaining shellfish are definitely delicious too. Chef Lin's skills are truly remarkable, there's probably nothing he sells that isn't delicious, right?"

"You've just realized?"

Dais had already entered the finishing stage, and the box in front of her was more than ninety percent empty, with just a bit of abalone conch meat and two or three bites of porridge left.

She quickly cleaned up the remnants and wiped her mouth contentedly.

"Chef Lin used to sell grilled oysters and spicy hand-grab seafood, every dish was super delicious, and the business was as booming as it is outside now."

"Huh?? Why didn't I know?"

"You were traveling outside, how would you possibly know?"

"....."

"....."

Lucinda and Helena exchanged glances, suddenly feeling quite unsettled.

"Damn Jonathan!!"

If it weren't for him insisting on enjoying the vacation with a good trip, they wouldn't have been dragged into coming back on the last day.

If they'd returned earlier, they would have tasted those delicious dishes already, right?

Elsa sipped her porridge in small bites, almost burying her whole little head into it, thus hiding her uncontrollable smile.

Being of shallow experience, how could she openly laugh at her seniors? The innate Sakura People trait of workplace hierarchy branded into her DNA made her extra cautious about such small details, preferring to remain silent and stay on the sidelines, quietly observing the scene and helping wherever needed.

"Stop hiding, Elsa, it's too obvious, if you want to laugh, just go ahead, hahaha."

Dais didn't care much, laughing heartily, feeling incredibly grateful to be selected as part of Lin Chen's team.

The work content was light, it was an eye-opener, and she got to enjoy delicious food, most importantly, the salary was even higher than before.

Every time she thought of these benefits, she couldn't help but want to burst into laughter.

"Hurry up and eat, once we're done, we'll go outside and help Chef Lin with packing, he might not be able to handle it alone."

"Oh oh, okay!"

At the entrance to the restaurant's parking lot, two tall men in hotel security uniforms briskly walked towards them.

"Let me tell you, newbie, our job later is to maintain order, don't worry about anything else, as long as nothing happens."

"Okay! I'm good at maintaining order, I used to do that when I worked in a mall!"

From far away, Meng Qi spotted the familiar big red food truck and an obvious excitement appeared on his face.

After holding out for so many days, he finally succeeded in entering employment at this hotel, and he'd soon see Boss Lin whom he had been thinking about day and night!

Apparently, no matter where he is, Boss Lin's business is always good.

Most importantly, he also heard that Boss Lin is one of the head chefs at this restaurant, and employees get to enjoy a complimentary breakfast and lunch buffet every day.

After learning about this perk, he didn't sleep well all night from excitement.

Compared to the salary, getting to eat Boss Lin's dishes for free was the best benefit!

"Goodness, why are there so many people already?"

Receiving the notice, rushing over and bringing this newbie along took only about five minutes, yet there was already a long line in front of the food truck, with at least twenty people, and more tourists were continuously flowing over from the beach and the hotel.

Medron usually worked day shifts primarily, spending most of the time inside the hotel doing clerical work, with security patrols mostly in the mornings, occasionally assigned in the afternoon or evening.

This was his first time encountering such a situation before getting off work; he had heard others like Gray and the reception girls mention it, but seeing it himself was still a bit unbelievable.

The food truck's business is actually this good, indeed Chef Lin is impressive!

Nodding towards a few other food trucks with sporadic diners, he shook his head and decided to abandon this place.

There were no customers, what's the point in maintaining?

"Damn, what's up with that food truck??"

The vendor selling Turkish kebab cluelessly scratched the back of his head, seemingly unable to figure out why all his customers disappeared within a matter of minutes.

Fortunately, the situation wasn't much different for the nearby vendors, which reassured him a bit.

"Wasn't it said that setting up a stand here would attract more foot traffic? Why have the customers gone to others?"

"You don't know?"

The bald-headed hotdog truck owner, with a cigarette in his mouth, took a drag, blowing out a couple of frustrated smoke rings.

"You're new here, right? I hadn't seen you around before."

"I used to work at a kebab shop, wanted to sell on my own, so I got a food truck, and happened to hear about an event here and came over."

"No wonder, here's the situation: do you see that restaurant? The food truck belongs to the restaurant's head chef. It's said that his culinary skill is comparable to Michelin; how can we compete with our minor skills?"

Before the person could speak, the bald-headed owner continued: "But no need to worry, they only have limited supply every day, though it seems crowded at first, once the food sells out, they'll pack up, and it won't take long for the remaining customers to split over here."

"I used to set up my stand next to him over by the beach, got used to it a long time ago. Now rather, I find it a good thing, setting up next to him saves me from having to shout."

The bald-headed owner was quite open-minded; despite having only a few customers in sight, he still pulled out two large bags of hotdogs from the fridge and placed them on the grill, prepping for the upcoming post-event crowd.

Though the Turkish kebab seller did not understand why, judging by the long operation hours and experience of the owners, listening to them was certainly right, he began prepping bulk inventory right away.

The Turkish kebab he sold was the kind skewered on vertical rotating rods, shaving off the browned outer layer each time, and reheating these meat slices when customers ordered. They were paired with lettuce and other toppings, and could also be wrapped into a roll.

The ice-cream vendor next door had also just arrived today, but having previously worked stalls elsewhere, he was quite adept at reading the surrounding situation.

Seeing the neighboring trucks busy preparing goods, he didn't slack either, starting to pre-mix ice cream.

Lin Chen's side was as usual, surrounding his food truck were blue plastic stools, where diners placed the steaming hot porridge and seafood; sitting on even lower plastic stools themselves.

"Slurp~"

"Slurp~"

The slurping sounds of porridge were constant.

All seated diners wore plastic gloves, grabbing various seafood to eat, occasionally scooping a spoon or two of porridge into their mouths, smiling from ear to ear.

"I originally thought only raw shrimp, oysters, and scallops would be good; I never expected raw crab to be this delicious too!"

"Exactly, why aren't such delicious dishes sold in any restaurant?"

"Does anyone know the name of this conch that tastes a bit like abalone? I've never eaten it before."

"I see scallop skirts discarded by most restaurants, how with just a bit of sauce, can it become so delicious in the hands of the Head Chef? The skill level is worlds apart!"

"This porridge, I've had at Chinese restaurants before, but it wasn't as fragrant as Chef Lin's porridge; the grains were all completely melted. The porridge I drank before still had visible grains."

Tasting the delicious food, customers brightened and gleefully chatted, discussing various food-related topics enthusiastically.

As their conversations progressed, they reached a unanimous conclusion.

Great Xia's culinary culture is famous for a reason; it's not just a matter of skill differences, more importantly, their knowledge and utilization of ingredients far exceed that of local chefs.

"Chef, we're here to help!"

At this point, Dais and Elsa hurriedly rushed out from the restaurant, their uniforms barely changed before diving into the busy packing process.

With their assistance, Lin Chen's pressure significantly decreased, and the pace of serving increased gradually.

Meng Qi watched the queue length rapidly decrease, swallowed his saliva secretly, glanced at Medron beside him, suddenly stepped forward to the rear of the line and took his place.

"??"

Medron looked baffled: "Hey! What are you doing?!"