Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 946 - 464: No Need to Eat So Fast (Part 2)

Qin Huai thought for a moment and asked Zhao Cheng'an, "If we were to order that meal yesterday at Fen Garden, it would have sold for at least a six-digit figure, right?"

"Definitely!" Zhao Cheng'an nodded enthusiastically, "If we ordered it separately, my master would look at the bill and immediately head to the airport, and beat me up as soon as I stepped out of the airport."

"Today's meal probably won't be cheap if ordered separately either," Qin Huai added. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Hope so," Zhao Cheng'an smacked his lips, "I wonder if there's fish fin today. Master Xia's signature fish fin isn't just the claypot fish fin; when I looked at the menu yesterday, the signature dish from a few years ago was actually the three silk fish fin. But the amount of three silk fish fin sure isn't as much as the claypot fish fin, probably sold per bowl."

"We're making snacks anyway. The amount for two people is still making it; the amount for four people is still making it; and the amount for 10, 20, 30 people is still making it." Qin Huai completely ignored Zhao Cheng'an's words, speaking to himself while Zhao Cheng'an watched in horror, "Fen Garden doesn't sell snacks because Master Xia isn't skilled at it, but we are pastry snack masters. We managed it at Babaozhai yesterday, so why can't we do more at Fen Garden today?"

"Master Xia didn't serve peach blossoms today, so compensated us with a meal; we can't be ungrateful and favor one over the other, shouldn't we repay Master Xia with a batch of snacks?"

Zhao Cheng'an was dumbfounded, with an imaginary voice in his mind shouting:

Moral coercion! This is pure moral coercion!

Although you make sense, I suspect you're just eager to make snacks!

Geez, aren't we supposed to be on vacation? Aren't we here at Fen Garden for a meal? Why did we turn it into a work trip?

Did we change our flight plans just to come to Fen Garden and make snacks today?

Despite the inner scream, Zhao Cheng'an's expression remained relatively normal, nodding with difficulty, "I think what you said makes a lot of sense, I also want to make more snacks for Master Xia."

"If Fen Garden had the proper equipment, and there were more than two ovens to make puff pastry snacks conveniently, I would have liked to make a batch of high-difficulty puff snacks to let Master Xia see my skill."

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Zhang Guanghang noticed that when Qin Huai came over to express his and Zhao Cheng'an's desire to make more snacks to thank for today's complimentary meal, his master's mood instantly improved.

Although he would still glance at Zhao Cheng'an occasionally, the low pressure was gone, and he even put more effort into preparing the dishes.

His master's mood these past couple of days really was as changeable as the British weather, so unpredictable.

Zhang Guanghang thought.

He also looked at Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an.

These two snack masters from the south are really peculiar; yesterday they made snacks at Babaozhai, and today they came to Fen Garden not just to make snacks for themselves, but even to make more. No wonder they come from Zhiwei Restaurant, they just love making snacks.

What Qin Huai said about making more snacks to thank Xia Mubing wasn't about him making more; his originally planned snacks were already plentiful. The plain white steamed buns, rice cake, and yam cake are indeed basic snacks, but they are essential for today's task and need serious attention, without diverting time and energy to non-essential snacks.

The gratitude part was assigned to Zhao Cheng'an, who made the flamboyant ones.

And Zhao Cheng'an did make it quite flamboyant.

He only made two items, date dumplings and lotus cakes.

Both were styled to perfection, very fitting for his textbook-style approach without yet finding his own path in snack-making.

Due to the high demands of styling these snacks, and being quite time-consuming, Zhao Cheng'an made less than two jin worth of snacks in one afternoon.

Normally, there wouldn't be so few, but this isn't a normal situation—Zhao Cheng'an enjoyed slacking a bit.

As for why use the strange descriptor "two jin"...

Because Qin Huai managed to make over a hundred jin of plain steamed buns, rice cake, and yam cake in one afternoon, delivering a small Breakfast Shop Chef shock factor to Zhang Guanghang, who is of Chinese-French mixed heritage and deep in meat cooking.

Zhang Guanghang looked at Qin Huai's side with large quantities of simple and unpretentious basic snacks, then at Zhao Cheng'an's side with compact elegant boutique snacks full of style and class, almost rendering shock and text all over his face.

Written all over Zhang Guanghang: Do snack masters have this different styles?

At 6 PM, after a hard day's work, Master Qin and Master Zhao sat in Fen Garden's private room.

The private room also had a Eight Immortals table, one size larger than the one in the hall. The moment Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an stepped into the private room and saw that large table, they knew there would be good dishes tonight.

Chefs who often make a little extra for friends know that if you're doing small-scale specials overly abundantly, you must find a deserted spot to eat secretly, otherwise it easily sparks shock and jealousy among regular diners.

Zhao Cheng'an sat in the private room, happily telling Qin Huai, "Qin Huai, I understand now. You dragged me to Fen Garden to make snacks this afternoon just to please Master Xia. Once Master Xia's pleased, he arranged us right into a private room; how many courses would be served on such a big table!"

"And today is unlike yesterday, yesterday we came hungry after a whole day, today we ate half a pot of claypot fish fin in the morning, so we aren't so hungry. Making snacks in the afternoon for exercise was perfect; I feel I can eat three more plates of dishes tonight!"

"Oh, wrong move; had I known like you to make some steamed buns; making buns requires more physical effort! Knead all that dough."

Qin Huai: ...

You understand well, don't do it again next time.

Even though you haven't woken up yet, I think you're almost there, as your brain's already starting to act a bit off, with some first-life status occupying the intelligence ground.