Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 936 - 460: You Two Really Got Lucky_3

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Each table of guests almost always orders one or two premium cold dishes, as a way of giving Fen Garden some extra money. People who come to dine here are not short of money, and even the cold dishes are of extremely high quality, so nobody minds having a couple of appetizers before the main meal.

"If that's the case, are we left with only three dishes?" Zhao Cheng'an began analyzing again, but before he could finish, Zhang Guanghang had already served the dishes.

Qin Huai wondered whether it was just his illusion, but he felt that Zhang Guanghang was colder when serving their table compared to others.

"Oil-drenched white carp, please enjoy." After speaking, Zhang Guanghang turned and left again.

Carp is not considered a precious ingredient, and white carp, with its many small bones and looser texture, is often accompanied by a muddy taste if not handled well, selling for less than silver carp. Many small restaurants for profit sometimes use white carp to impersonate silver carp, but this doesn't mean white carp can't be delicious.

With many small bones, a chef with excellent knife skills can remove them in advance, and a top-notch chef can make the meat firm, as long as you don't handle it badly and there's a muddy taste, for a chef skilled in seasoning, it's not a problem at all.

Oil-drenched white carp became Fen Garden's signature dish because Zhang Guanghang loved it. And because Zhang Guanghang was a Chinese-French mixed kid, he couldn't learn how to spit out fish bones when he was young, Xia Mubing did an extremely professional job of removing the bones.

Of course, now that Xia Mubing is older and his eyesight isn't as good as before, he rarely does such meticulous work, leaving this complex process usually for Zhang Guanghang to handle.

These years, Zhang Guanghang almost hasn't been at Fen Garden, which caused oil-drenched white carp to appear on Fen Garden's table even less than crispy double-braised dishes. The reason there are still white carps in the pond is that occasionally, he comes back and keeps a few ready for random picking and eating.

In a sense, offering oil-drenched white carp in the set menu can be considered unveiling a hidden menu item.

As soon as the dish was placed on the table, people at the neighboring tables immediately gathered around, exclaiming enviously:

"Oil-drenched white carp, it's been a long time since we've seen it at Fen Garden."

"You two are lucky, Master Xia is in a good mood today, normally such a good dish wouldn't be in the set menu."

The envious remarks stopped there; oil-drenched white carp can only be considered a hidden menu item, not a flashy SSR ranking, two exclamations of surprise were sufficient.

This was only for other diners, but for Zhao Cheng'an, oil-drenched white carp was the real SSR!

He had been dreaming of eating it all along!

Now, his dreams came true!

Zhao Cheng'an launched an attack against the oil-drenched white carp in a hungrier state than before, while eating and mumbling, "Qin Huai, do you remember which Guan Yin I prayed to this morning? This is miraculously efficacious!"

Qin Huai: ?

"You prayed yourself, don't you know which one you prayed to?"

"I don't know, I just randomly searched for a picture online."

Qin Huai: ...

"Send me the picture later."

Qin Huai picked a bite of oil-drenched white carp with his chopsticks, internally applauding Xia Mubing's fire control level like crazy.

He also sneakily glanced at Zhao Cheng'an.

They were taught by the same master, how come the difference is so huge?

Though for Zhao Cheng'an, that same master was several generations ago. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Still, the difference was undeniably vast.

In the kitchen, Zhang Guanghang was silently working, occasionally glancing up at the monitor.

Watching Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an wolf down their food without any change, Zhang Guanghang couldn't help but wonder:

Exactly how terrible has Ling Guangzhao's food been these past few days to starve people like this?

What other fish are in the pond, and how many more does he have to process?

Looking back, he regretted loving fish so much as a kid; processing fish is truly annoying.

His strategy had failed.