Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 985 - 483: Teaching from Zhao Cheng’an (Part 2)

Qin Huai made dumplings all day, and for the first time realized that being a snack master can also be intellectual work.

Otherwise, how could he explain that after making snacks all day, his arms didn't ache, his waist wasn't sore, his body wasn't tired, but simply felt a headache. A dull, tingling pain as if someone had hit him with a heavy stick while he was resting.

This headache had slightly eased at the moment he clocked out, and now looking at the dumplings on the table, Qin Huai felt not just a headache but even a bit overwhelmed.

Qin Huai was munching a banana, his eyes fixated on Zhao Cheng'an, his face demanding, "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, tomorrow you'll come to my house and find no bananas."

Zhao Cheng'an said, "I'd love to snatch your phone, but you're playing with it right now, how can I snatch it?"

"Is that the point???"

"I know, looking at these two dumplings now, you're all fired up, recalling today's tragic scenes of dumpling making, I get it. I've been like this lately, every night my master keeps me here to review, making me look at the snacks I've made, wanting to destroy them right there."

"Now you understand how hard my days have been, right?"

Qin Huai stated expressionlessly, "I just checked, today I brushed up 93 points of yeast skill level."

Zhao Cheng'an: "...Damn, won't you level up to Master Level by the 20th?"

"Not so quickly." Qin Huai took another bite of the banana, "The past few days were slow because the snacks were too simple, brushing up 93 points today indicates my direction and thinking are correct, raising the difficulty will boost the skill level later. But it doesn't mean you won't get stuck at the critical skill level. I lingered at the previous Master Level for a long time during seasoning, with yeast...consider it a victory if I reach Master Level before National Day."

Jealousy had already climbed into Zhao Cheng'an's eyes as Qin Huai spoke, and he sourly said, "Upgrading before National Day, doesn't that mean your level will completely surpass mine before then?"

"Listen to yourself, didn't you make progress today? What if you also master everything before National Day? I said, this visit to Yunzhong Restaurant is your chance." Qin Huai quietly exercised Master Level of Lie.

Talking about this made Zhao Cheng'an angry: "This morning I thought my problem was solved, about to achieve great success, turns out it was malfunctioning, poor connection, intermittent. Now I'm utterly confused, people talk about muscle memory, could this be soul memory? This problem seems ingrained in my bones."

Qin Huai: "… What Master Zhou said isn't completely wrong, you just didn't practice enough. Less practice leaves time for wild thoughts, you were making snacks every day to the point of posting on social media, no time for such nonsense."

Qin Huai's words reminded Zhao Cheng'an that he hadn't posted on social media yet, hurriedly sharing a post with eight crying emojis.

After sharing, Zhao Cheng'an remembered coming to Qin Huai's wasn't about fruit or stealing skills; he had serious business to attend to.

"None of this is important, I brought these two dumplings over because I have something to say." Speaking of serious business, Zhao Cheng'an's expression and status became much more serious, as if Qin Huai had just met Zhao Cheng'an for the first time.

Back then Zhao Cheng'an was a normal person, normal to the point of being indistinguishable from others. Unlike now, barely human. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Qin Huai posed a listening stance.

Zhao Cheng'an cleared his throat and said, "I saw you making dumplings all day today, although your skill level improved quite a bit, judging by your status and efficiency today, it must have been pretty difficult for you, right?"

"Feeling like even though your level isn't bad, hands are deft, everything you should know is known, you have the awareness, yet once you start it's like being a rookie, nothing seems right, even the finished products don't have a clear rationale."

"Feeling like a beginner, suddenly not understanding anything, blindly imitating. But imitating poorly, causing frustration, making it impossible to act correctly under such impatience, leading to increased panic in expressions and actions, until you look like you're about to fight with the dumplings."

Qin Huai was stunned.

He didn't immediately respond to Zhao Cheng'an, just staring at him in shock, face full of questions—who are you, are you still Mayfly, how did you suddenly become a mature and steady, all-seeing teacher, so skilled at dumplings?

Why didn't you mention it before, if your skills were so great they should have soared to the sky.

Seeing Qin Huai's long silence, Zhao Cheng'an became anxious: "Say something, why are you just staring at me? Did I say something wrong?"

"No... Not wrong at all, accurate, as if you were me making snacks with such precision, how did you see through it? Even Master Zhou couldn't be this specific and accurate."

Zhao Cheng'an proudly replied, "Same old saying, haven't eaten pork but seen pigs run? Back when I was an apprentice at Taifeng Building, because Master Jiang could only make northern snacks, and his second son Jiang Weijin had a knack for pastry, he specially invited a Jiangnan Pastry Master who ran a snack shop in Beiping to teach Jiang Weijin how to make snacks."