Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 959 - 469: Potato Dumplings

After coming out of Zhao Cheng'an's memory, Qin Huai stood dazed in the toilet stall for a long time, unable to snap back to reality.

How should I put it, Qin Huai had actually seen the scenes of war in Luo Jun's memory before.

But the feeling was entirely different, perhaps because Bi fang was powerful enough. In Luo Jun's memory, ordinary people like Zhao Cheng'an and Chen Qiusheng were just the background, and even Qin Huai, the audience watching the memory, would subconsciously ignore these background characters. After all, most people watching a TV drama only focus on the main characters, at most glancing at the secondary ones; who would cast their eyes on the vague, dialogue-less extras in the corners?

But in Zhao Cheng'an's dream, those extras were the protagonists. When around Zhao Cheng'an, one's gaze would naturally fall on others, onto Chen Qiusheng, onto Chen Ping'an, because for Zhao Cheng'an, they were the main characters in his dream, the ones he cared about the most.

This was also the first time Qin Huai witnessed the death of a spirit in a spirit's memory.

Previously, whether it was Chen Huihong or Qu Jing, or the already awakened Shi Dadan and Cheng Gong, they all calmly recounted their deaths to Qin Huai as if narrating a story. They were the masters of the event, and when the protagonists themselves were indifferent and composed while describing an event, the listener couldn't feel the inherent cruelty of death.

Only in Zhao Cheng'an's dream did Qin Huai see him take his last breath in Chen Qiusheng's arms.

How to describe this feeling...

It was like the sudden sadness when a friend who was just dining with you, stuffed to the point of rolling their eyes, suddenly passes away in an unexpected turn of events.

Qin Huai took a few deep breaths, calming himself down, mainly to adjust his expression so he could face Zhao Cheng'an back in the private room.

He had to first look at the recipe, only by examining the recipe could Qin Huai judge whether Zhao Cheng'an wanted to awaken.

Based on Zhao Cheng'an's last words before death, Qin Huai had reason to suspect that Zhao Cheng'an, like Chen Huihong, was a muddlehead in his first life, only his situation was unexpected, not as muddled as Chen Huihong's.

Chen Huihong only realized she had failed in her tribulation many years after failing, just before her death.

Zhao Cheng'an's tribulation failure happened too suddenly, failing just before death, resulting in him not realizing it and thinking he had succeeded.

Qin Huai opened the game interface to view the illustrations.

Name: Zhao Cheng'an

Species: Mayfly

Status: ???

Dream: 3/3

Recipe: [Rice cake], [Red eggs], [Yam Cake], [Potato Dumplings] (click for details)

Gift: None

Clicked on the Potato Dumplings.

[Potato Dumplings C+ Level]

Made by: Chen Qiusheng, Chen Sheng

Dish Details: An unremarkable potato dumpling completed by the joint effort of a master and apprentice. Due to limited ingredients, even with Chen Qiusheng's not bad pastry skills, he couldn't make something out of nothing, especially with a clumsy apprentice dragging him down, and his own distracted mind while preparing filling, leading to a somewhat failed 'feast' for the last meal of his life. However, for the user Chen Sheng, this was the last meal before his death, worthy of tasting and reminiscing, leaving a regret at death, feeling he didn't eat enough of that last meal before leaving the Chen family. If there is a next life, he would definitely want to happily have another meal of potato dumplings with Chen Qiusheng and Chen Ping'an, but unfortunately, Ping'an has no next life. Consuming this dish increases running speed and endurance to a certain extent within 12 hours (specific effects depend on the physical condition of the user).

Number of productions per day: (0/120)

(Warm reminder, giving these dumplings to Zhao Cheng'an might lead to some unexpected results)

Another familiar warm reminder slapped in the face.

Qin Huai stared at the dish details, lost in thought.

Regarding the topic of whether to help the mayfly awaken, Qin Huai had discussed it many times with the spirits in the [Loving Family] group, even Cheng Gong had joined the discussion, but they never reached a consensus that satisfied everyone.

The mayfly spirit was just too unique, under normal circumstances, spirits aim for successful tribulation, but the mayfly goes against it, targeting tribulation failure as the ultimate goal.

These spirits seem relatively normal, but their tribulation failure shows they're inherently stubborn, a trait vividly displayed in Luo Jun.

Luo Jun, who failed his tribulation in the first life and was determined to restart, could not be persuaded by Qin Huai, so should Zhao Cheng'an, a mayfly targeting tribulation failure, really be awakened?

Qin Huai could only read the dish details over and over again.

Can't care about that many brothers.

I know you perhaps don't want success that much, or maybe do, and also understand your wish can't be fulfilled, neither Chen Qiusheng nor Chen Ping'an have a next life, you this life destined cannot share another mediocre potato dumpling meal with the two.

But your senior brother, Xia Mubing, is still alive!

Mr. Xia's body is so resilient and strong; he survived the chaotic times and lived to this day. The fate of meeting his reincarnated countless times younger brother was just up to this point, becoming the most familiar stranger. This storyline is really hard to digest.

Brother, I'm the protagonist of the system narrative; I'm in control!

For now, have some potato dumplings, and we'll talk about the rest later.

No matter if you want to succeed or fail, if you truly want to fail, and my friend accidentally makes you succeed, no worries, we have plenty of spirits here, pooling ideas and efforts to help you fail once more.

There are so many spirits in the group who have failed their tribulation crossing, with lots of experience and methods on failure.

Qin Huai clicked on the video tutorial and started watching it attentively.

The process of making potato dumplings, which Qin Huai had seen once in his dream, felt more like an early dream plot he had almost forgotten. Worried he might miss out on details, he watched the tutorial again to refresh his memory.

The process was simple. Zhao Cheng'an's kneading skills, in his first life, were limited, resulting in an average dough.

Chen Qiusheng's ingredients were limited to potatoes and cured meat, with the dumplings' filling being a simple mash of steamed potatoes mixed with diced cured meat, wrapped after a straightforward filling process.

Such a filling deserves the C+ level; no surprise that it's not extraordinarily delicious.

Simple!

With Qin Huai's current culinary skills, making potato dumplings is a breeze.

Qin Huai decided to borrow the kitchen immediately, even though it seemed abrupt and made him look like a lunatic. But it didn't matter—he wasn't known for being normal-minded anyway.

It's time to give Mr. Xia a shock with Master Qin's cooking.

Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an's flight was rescheduled for tomorrow afternoon, leaving the morning free to borrow Babaozhai's kitchen. If Zhao Cheng'an were to eat tomorrow morning, it'd be a bit rushed afterward to immediately head to Fen Garden to meet the senior brother. That's even more crazy.

Anyway, since I've already been considered a lunatic, Qin Huai was willing to take this on alone.

Just unsure if Zhao Cheng'an could still stomach those potato dumplings.

No bother; whether he can eat them or not, he must eat. Even if the food blocks his throat, push it down and cram another dumpling in.

After clarifying, Qin Huai got into action, walking out of the restroom all confident, and bumping into Zhang Guanghang, coming in with a fruit platter to serve the private room.

Qin Huai grabbed Zhang Guanghang: "Zhang Guanghang, I have one more unreasonable request."

"Suddenly, Zhao Cheng'an and I really want to eat potato dumplings. Today's meal was so delicious, that without these potato dumplings, it'd feel incomplete and might regret a lifetime. Could I borrow your kitchen for another hour to make some potato dumplings?" Qin Huai spoke in a pleading tone, with eyes filled with a plea.

Zhang Guanghang instinctively glanced at the private room where Zhao Cheng'an was struggling to finish the rice cake, seemingly out of strength, feeling like the next second he'd pass out.

Zhang Guanghang: … Can you two still eat potato dumplings? I feel like calling 120 for you.

Your pastry chefs are really quirky; loving stap food is one thing, but to this extent is another, stuffing dumplings with potato filling no less.

"I… I'll ask my master?" Zhang Guanghang couldn't agree on behalf of Xia Mubing directly, he said he'd go ask him.

"Thank you so much!" Qin Huai was deeply moved, receiving the fruit platter, "I'll bring the fruit platter in myself."

The next second, Qin Huai walked into the private room, loudly proclaiming to Zhao Cheng'an inside: "Zhao Cheng'an, stop eating! Stop eating that darn rice cake, pack it and take it home if need be, because later I'll make you a dessert in the kitchen."

Zhao Cheng'an: "Ah?"

Zhao Cheng'an was dumbfounded, burping first, then doubting if he was hearing things because he overate.

How did he hear Qin Huai mention there is dessert coming? It seems Qin Huai is addicted to making desserts at Fen Garden, doing it when hungry, and also doing it when full.

Take him back to the City for a doctor; his mental state in Beiping is deteriorating too fast.

Faster than Huang An Yao's gastritis worsening.

Huang An Yao is almost discharged, while Qin Huai is seemingly almost admitted.

"Burp." Zhao Cheng'an burped.