Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 88: Stop Dreaming, Anything Is Possible in Your Dreams

The two of them devoured the food like a storm, and Hanama Ai lovingly patted her round little belly, then took a sip of the ice-cold jasmine milk tea, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"It's so comfortable... After a hard day's work, having such a night snack after getting off work is simply a heavenly enjoyment."

Nakamura Arita was also gulping down his watermelon coconut drink non-stop, finishing more than half the cup in just a few seconds.

"Burp~"

"Pardon me, I apologize."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Lucas smiled. Ai was right; this night snack was truly satisfying.

If I had known, I would've bought a few more skewers of barbecue. I'm only half-full, and it's already gone.

"Ai, do you want a bento? I'm planning to take one back for breakfast."

"No, no, I'm used to having oat milk in the morning, not much appetite. Mr. Arita, you can take it."

Saying that, the woman took the initiative to carry two porcelain plates to the sink, carefully applying dish soap and washing them clean. She rinsed them with clean water, soaked them in disinfectant, rinsed again, dried them, and set them aside.

She quietly walked towards the office, knocked on the door, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

"Boss, I'm leaving now. Good night."

"Good night, Ai, thank you for your hard work. Please continue your efforts tomorrow."

"Understood!"

This restaurant was the boss's private property. Across the parking lot, two floors of a hotel-style apartment building were rented as employee dormitories, offering excellent benefits. There were dedicated apartment security guards on duty, so there was no need to worry about safety.

Those who could work here were usually high-achieving graduates in culinary or management, with a preference for Sakura People. It was akin to adding value to their resumes, making it easy to find a good job once they returned home.

The Sakura People were unlike those from other countries, with very few willing to live overseas for the long term. In the end, young people generally chose to return home to develop their careers.

Having experience working at a famous foreign restaurant owned by a renowned chef was equivalent to further study before returning home. Even if they tried hard, securing a position might not be guaranteed.

Even though she was only helping sell sushi from the food truck, Hanama Ai was still very satisfied with her current life.

The salary was high, the benefits were excellent, and she could promote Sakura culinary culture. Occasionally, she could also enjoy delicious food from other countries like this, and most importantly, the meal expenses were reimbursed!

While the two Sakura People marveled at the deliciousness of Great Xia's barbecue, Lin Chen's side was also nearing the end of business.

"There are only two beef brisket onion skewers left, eight new Zealand lamb rib skewers, and not much vegetarian dishes left. If any customers in the back want to eat, please hurry and order!"

It was already past eleven-thirty, and pedestrians on the street were becoming scarce. The subway entrance was deserted, with a batch of hurried footsteps emerging every few minutes.

Many who lived far away couldn't stay, leaving early. The few remaining people in line were local residents, harmoniously chatting with each other and splitting the remaining skewers, ensuring everyone got a bite.

They all chose to take away their orders. After all, it was already late, and they inevitably felt anxious. Eating at home was just the same.

After seeing off the last group of customers, Lucas couldn't care anymore and collapsed on the ground.

"Oh my, my back is broken, broken!"

Lin Chen put away the 'Open for Business' sign, turned off the extra lights, and took out two skewers he had set aside earlier, placing them on the grill.

Hearing the familiar sizzle, Lucas looked over in confusion.

"Huh, I thought we were sold out, why is there more?"

"I saved it for you. Once we finish business this week, I'll calculate your pay for you."

"What?!"

Lucas sprang up from the ground, his eyes shining, and made a heart shape with one hand. "Buddy! You're a good person!! Love you!"

"Get lost, don't be disgusted. Hurry up and pack things up; once the grilling is done, we should leave too. We won't be opening tomorrow morning, just the usual night shift, so you can sleep in."

"Gotcha~"

Seeing the beef brisket pieces sizzling with oil on the grill, Lucas felt revitalized again and cheerfully started packing up the small table.

"Scrub-a-dub, scrub-a-dub, scrub-a-dub woo~"

"Hey buddy, what delicious food should we sell tomorrow?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Lin Chen glanced at him and shook his head, "Haven't thought about it yet. Why, do you have any ideas?"

The system settlement hadn't come yet, probably because some of the diners hadn't gotten home to eat, and positive reviews hadn't been received.

There was no rush. With his detailed and patient guidance, all customers' tastes were catered to. Each of them left with a satisfied smile, clearly enjoying their meal.

If nothing unexpected happens, the double reward is a given. By then, I'll have three Food Truck Upgrade Cards and three Recipe Exchange Vouchers, quite generous.

Today had been a lucky day. Both challenge tasks selected foods that suited foreign tastes.

He hadn't messed around, adhering to his own taste preferences for Sichuan-style barbecue. It turned out to be the right choice.

Although he had been here a few years, working mainly in Western cuisine, he thought he was familiar with foreigners' tastes. However, when it came to transitioning to Chinese cuisine, there was still some discomfort, as there was little to no overlap between the two, with vastly different flavors.

Fortunately, after nearly two weeks of setting up stalls, he felt he was gradually finding his direction. Next, the goal was to subtly cultivate the customers' tastes, allowing them to gradually accept a more diverse range of Great Xia Cuisine.

He was even considering where to set up his stall on his day off.

After all, cultivating the taste of foreigners was a time-consuming task. Heavy-tasting cuisines like Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan food were mostly unacceptable to them.

But there were always those who could accept it.

Spicy food challenges were held in many fast food restaurants, featuring items like fiery spicy wings and devilishly spicy chicken wings.

Additionally, places like Mexico are countries that love spicy food.

As long as the right location was found, different customer feedback could be unlocked in advance.

"Uh, I was just asking casually. Suddenly being asked what I want to eat, I really can't think of..."

Lucas kept working, drying the cleaned items one by one while his big blue eyes blinked at the ceiling, trying hard to think.

"To be honest, there's a lot I'd like to eat, but most aren't suitable for sale here."

"I really enjoyed the cold dishes last time, perfect with rice, but it seems the feedback wasn't great. For now, let's skip the spicy dishes."

"Among lighter foods, I'm more interested in Cantonese morning tea, various dim sum, and things like clear soup soaked bread, duck blood vermicelli soup, and water-pan goat meat..."

With each dish name mentioned, Lin Chen's face darkened a bit more.

"Alright, alright, those are things we can't sell right now. Just keep dreaming; anything's possible in dreams."

Dim sum was out of the question, too complicated and time-consuming, not currently considered unless the challenge tasks required them.

The soaked bread needed to be hand-broken, possibly taking one or two hours, leaving no time to sleep. Moreover, there were no machines to slice it, and no sheep bones available to make the broth.

The animal blood... forget it, not even gonna bother mentioning!