Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 970 - 477: Is This a Resume or a Novel?

Zhao Cheng'an didn't gain any major insights, nor did Qin Huai. After finishing the yam cake, Qin Huai seized the chance to make a batch of potato dumplings before Master Zhou came back.

As expected, the level of potato dumplings was B-level.

Actually, B-level snacks aren't bad at all. In the market, they would be considered a rare delicious treat. Even the masters at Zhiwei Restaurant can't achieve A-level with every snack. When facing snacks they're not adept at, they're estimated to produce at a B+ or B-level quality.

Back when Qin Huai's Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns was B-level, it attracted hungry customers racing to buy at Yunzhong Restaurant.

But Qin Huai doesn't love eating potato dumplings.

Qin Huai realized it's simply because he doesn't enjoy this flavor. The pure potato filling is a bit greasy for him. This is like some people being naturally averse to cilantro; even if you make cilantro dishes S-level, those who dislike cilantro will still not like them.

Zhao Cheng'an loves them.

After all, it was the snack he thought about in his heart before dying. Qin Huai tasted one dumpling after cooking them but didn't eat any more, leaving the whole bowl for Zhao Cheng'an, who ate while analyzing.

"Qin Huai, do you think the buff from your potato dumplings would be treated as a stimulant by marathon runners and banned?"

Qin Huai felt that the awakened Zhao Cheng'an had become quite imaginative. The restoration of memories from his seven previous lives filled many of his knowledge gaps, making his conversation increasingly fanciful.

"This is your recipe, and you're asking me?" Qin Huai retorted.

Speaking of which, potato dumplings were the first recipe Qin Huai uncovered belonging to the memory holder who made something themselves. The rest were dishes the memory holders ate, with potato dumplings being the only ones Zhao Cheng'an cooked and couldn't forget.

"I must say, your game system isn't quite right. By normal gaming logic, the chart unlocks recipes, and it should put chefs in the chart. But here it's all patrons instead."

"That's not something I can decide; I didn't develop this game system," Qin Huai mocked. "Since I have memory, my top left view has always had an exclamation point. This broken game has no instructions or newbie guide. Otherwise, I wouldn't be mistaken for a silly kid who loves to gesticulate by the matron mamma when I couldn't read."

"If this game system had customer service, I'd definitely write a complaint. The gaming experience is too poor, seriously affecting the player's daily life."

"How long have you been holding that in?"

Qin Huai: "For some years now."

"How are you feeling? Isn't it great to live like us mayflies, saying what you want, doing what you want? Living once isn't easy. If you act timidly, afraid of this and that, living constrained isn't worth it." Zhao Cheng'an began his mayfly survival promotion. "My ideology was proved useful, as you can see, right away with An Youyou."

"Let me tell you, I secretly thought deeply last night. I feel Luo Jun's status is because you all are too conservative. Do you really need to go along with his desire to die and fail? I don't believe he wants to fail that badly. Bi fang can be proud, indeed; each one's head is raised to the sky, not even watching the ground walking. Although they barely walk since hopping on one foot isn't convenient."

"I think you didn't use the right method. He is waiting for death because he hasn't opened his mind, and your job isn't to go along with him but to open his mind."

"Didn't you see his memory with Liu Tao? You know what happened before, so just bring it up to him. The more he avoids it, the more you should bring it up. Getting enraged shows it's working. Maybe while talking, before he dies, he opens up and succeeds in transcendence."

Qin Huai: …

Sister Hong, these days, I've been wrong about you.

Qin Huai always thought Chen Huihong was the radical type, but only today did he realize what true radicalism among spirits was like.

Too radical.

Qin Huai was silent for a moment, then said, "I want Luo Jun to open up and succeed in transcendence, not to die."

"If he succeeds in transcendence, he can indeed breathe fire and kill me on the spot, leaving not even ashes."

With Zhao Cheng'an's humor, Qin Huai happily finished his work for the day.

Qin Huai realized Zhao Cheng'an's theory might work unexpectedly well in certain situations like with An Youyou, but it doesn't apply to most situations.

Too reckless.

Xia Mubing is still alive, and Zhao Cheng'an has reincarnated seven times for a reason.

Fortunately, in this life, he's a pastry chef with relatively stable work, low danger, plus Master Zhou watching over him, preventing him from adventuring all over the world. Society is relatively safe, and advanced technology reduces accidents.

Otherwise, if Zhao Cheng'an really let himself loose, whether he'd reach the age to go to Beiping with Qin Huai to see Xia Mubing is uncertain.

Chances are Xia Mubing might not live to see Zhao Cheng'an's eighth reincarnation and grow up and eat at Fen Garden.

At 5 p.m., Qin Huai clocked out and went home; Zhao Cheng'an wanted to leave with him but was stopped by Master Zhou for extra practice.

Zhao Cheng'an's carefree slacking today was all seen by Master Zhou, who hadn't said anything earlier due to being busy. Leaving early was out of the question. When Qin Huai left, Master Zhou was in the kitchen angrily scolding Zhao Cheng'an for playing wild-hearted in Beijing and not focusing on making snacks, letting chatting habits interfere with his work.

Zhao Cheng'an's earlier fault was his uninspired, overly rigid snack-making, akin to a textbook. Now it wasn't textbook-like, as a textbook is free of obvious errors; Zhao Cheng'an can now make obvious mistakes.

Zhao Cheng'an was now even worse than a rigid textbook.

Master Zhou, exhausted from finishing up work with Boss Su, returned to the kitchen, seeing his closed-door disciple made such snacks after a trip out, he nearly blacked out, ready to switch disciples on the spot, anger value maxed.

Master Zhou was so angry he lost his composure, unleashing his criticism at full force, making Zhao Cheng'an bow his head in shame and apologize at lightning speed, promising to work hard and quickly rid himself of the bad habits he'd inadvertently picked up.

It shows that, despite his talk of living life according to his whims like a mayfly, when truly faced with his own life, he still swiftly submits to his master.

As for when Zhao Cheng'an picked up these bad habits...

Qin Huai has an idea.

He picked them up in his first life.

When Zhao Cheng'an was still Chen Sheng, his culinary skills were not as good as they are now. Now Zhao Cheng'an can recall memories from seven lifetimes at once, but with his memories merging, his skills didn't meld into something great; his bad habits did, absorbing a bit from the first life.

Chen Sheng never really honed his culinary skills, living a leisurely life of laziness and slacking off daily, but he never tasted the bitter fruits of that lifestyle — the eighth life of Zhao Cheng'an did.

That evening, while Qin Huai was scrolling through his social media moments, he came across Zhao Cheng'an posting eight breakdown cry emojis in a post.

Qin Huai quietly liked the post.

In the following days, Qin Huai continued normally working on his skill proficiency, while Zhao Cheng'an pathetically corrected his bad habits, and everyone had a bright future awaiting them.

As for An Youyou, that day she was invigorated by Qin Huai's pep talk, her enthusiasm for work soared, and she went around consulting people, consulting Tan Wei'an the most.

Compared to Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an, Tan Wei'an might not be as talented, but he was more than enough to guide An Youyou, who indeed made visible progress, even if just a little.

In just a few days, the progress she made was visible to the naked eye, which was quite astounding.

Tan Wei'an was shocked and took time during lunch break to sneakily ask Qin Huai whether his pep talk to An Youyou that night was just talk or genuine. Could it be that Qin Huai truly saw great potential in An Youyou, and would she really become the next Qin Huai?

Qin Huai advised Tan Wei'an to read less entertaining novels; An Youyou can achieve visible progress simply because she started with a lot of room for improvement. Any apprentice at Zhiwei Restaurant receiving one-on-one guidance from Tan Wei'an would achieve similar progress.

However, considering that the apprentices at Zhiwei Restaurant generally have decent talent, An Youyou can be considered a promising protégé.

Tan Wei'an realized something and reflected on how his true talent might not lie in making snacks but in teaching apprentices. His mediocrity in the first half of his life was laying the groundwork for nurturing many talents later in life.

Tan Wei'an was touched, and he devoted himself more earnestly to guiding An Youyou, treating her as his experience monster to level up.

Qin Huai felt that despite everything else, Tan Wei'an has a really good personality and stays optimistic. No wonder he keeps slacking off but still manages to hold on at Zhiwei Restaurant.

Not even the mayfly can slack off carelessly at Zhiwei Restaurant like Tan Wei'an does; it's been working overtime, desperately trying to forget the bad habits from his first life to spare itself some scolding from Master Zhou.

This peaceful life went on for a whole week.

Every day Zhao Cheng'an consistently posted eight cry emojis on social media, and every day Qin Huai liked the post, so much so that Qu Jing privately messaged Qin Huai asking what was wrong with Zhao Cheng'an, wondering what could break a mayfly so badly.

Qin Huai told Qu Jing that the only thing that could break the mayfly was itself, and the eighth life mayfly couldn't even empathize with its first life self.

On An Youyou's side, no new resume was submitted, while Qin Huai wasn't in a rush or urging her, considering he required a very unique resume. Given An Youyou's limited education, taking longer to write it is quite normal.

On the eighth morning at four o'clock, Qin Huai, as always, arrived punctually at Zhiwei Restaurant to start work on making steamed buns, while An Youyou, as always, arrived earlier to prepare ingredients.

"Youyou, good morning." Qin Huai greeted An Youyou as usual; the friendly daily greeting marked the beginning of skill proficiency sessions.

"Master Qin, good morning." An Youyou responded somewhat nervously, hesitated a moment at the cutting board, then jogged to wash her hands and returned with a stack of papers from the rest area.

Yes, a stack of papers.

Eye-balling it looked like at least twenty or thirty sheets of A4 paper, filled with densely printed text.

"Master Qin, I've finished writing the resume you asked for." An Youyou handed over the resume.

Qin Huai: ?

Is this a resume or a novel?

Qin Huai took the resume, focused his gaze and saw —

"Master Qin, I changed this introduction seven or eight times and didn't know how to write it, so I had to open like this. My name is An Youyou, which my parents said is derived from 'tranquil and seeing the southern mountain', but according to my uncle, my original name was An Yoyou because there are two pomelo trees in our yard. However, my father's Mandarin isn't good, and when he went to register my name, the staff misheard, resulting in my name being An Youyou.

I lived with my grandmother in the village until I was four while my parents worked outside. After they returned and started a breakfast shop in town, I went to town. Since the kindergarten in town required tuition, I never attended kindergarten…"

Qin Huai confirmed it was a novel.

The kind with lots of unnecessary details.

Great, this is just what he needed — a novel with abundant details. The more needless details there are, the more information he has to understand An Youyou's situation and build positive rapport.

Qin Huai immediately grabbed a small stool and began to read carefully.