At noon, Yunzhong Restaurant has the most customers dining in.
Although the cooking skills of several meat Chefs at Yunzhong Restaurant are quite average, the prices are affordable, and because of Qin Huai’s skills, Yunzhong Restaurant has gained immense popularity nearby, so business has always been good.
Today’s lunch business is particularly booming, and by 12:03, the restaurant was already full.
According to insiders, Yunzhong Restaurant is offering the morning’s Four Happiness glutinous rice for lunch today.
Not every regular customer has time to eat Four Happiness glutinous rice in the morning. Many office workers have a tight schedule for meals and clock in, leaving only two minutes for buying breakfast, afraid of being late and getting deducted money, not having the time to taste new delicious offerings.
These people plan to come early tomorrow morning.
But to their surprise, it’s also being sold at lunchtime.
Many office workers who could find an excuse to leave early showed up at Yunzhong Restaurant before 12 o’clock for a steaming hot bowl of Four Happiness glutinous rice.
Indeed, Four Level glutinous rice is quite expensive.
But there are cheaper options, like the newly launched radish cake, which is very affordable.
yuan per portion, each portion has 2 cakes, freshly fried, golden and crispy, looking very presentable.
The less presentable ones are buy one get one free, 5 yuan for 4 cakes, a great value.
Though the less appealing ones are poorly fried, with the fire control off, some are not fried long enough, so the outside isn’t crisp, some are fried too long and are a bit blackened, clearly rejects.
But that’s okay, buy one get one free, no need to be picky.
Even rejects taste good!
The radish cake has its advantages — it’s tasty, fresh enough, and the radish flavor is strong.
Many office workers paired a bowl of Four Happiness glutinous rice with a portion of radish cake, eating happily.
Qin Huai was also having a meal.
Qin Huai didn’t eat Four Happiness glutinous rice; he sat in his usual good spot on the second floor by the window, eating regular dishes.
Tomato scrambled eggs, braised lion’s head, braised pork with preserved vegetables, and stir-fried pork with chili — all very normal home-cooked dishes, unfortunately so homely that their taste can’t compare to those cooked by Cao Guixiang.
After eating home-cooked dishes at Cao Guixiang’s for a few days, Qin Huai’s palate became picky, and at first taste of such ordinary home-cooked dishes, he couldn’t adapt for a moment and could only silently look at his phone’s album to quench his thirst.
The phone album was full of photos Qin Huai took before eating meals recently.
Every dish Cao Guixiang made was visually, flavorwise, and aroma-wise perfect, very presentable, and even more delicious, just looking at them made one’s mouth water.
Qin Huai, unable to taste his food, munched on an ordinary braised lion’s head, glanced around at the office workers buried in eating Four Happiness glutinous rice, chewing and chewing, and in the gaps between eating glutinous rice balls, not forgetting to nibble a piece of radish cake, feeling quite out of place.
Ah, sometimes he really envied them for not having tasted Cao Guixiang’s home-cooked dishes and still being able to eat their own made Four Happiness glutinous rice and radish cake.
Just then, Ouyang, carrying a tray, came over enthusiastically.
Qin Huai glanced at Ouyang’s tray.
Two bowls of Four Happiness glutinous rice, three plates of radish cake, three Three Meat Buns, a plate of peach cake, and a basket of beef steamed dumplings.
It was apparent that the hand-made lemon tea shop was indeed making money, as evidenced by Ouyang’s generosity.
"Old Qin, you’re back, and the food at this restaurant has certainly increased," Ouyang said cheerfully, placing the tray down, while Qin Huai swiftly reached with his chopsticks and took a beef steamed dumpling from Ouyang.
He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed.
Li Hua understood more than Pei Xing, but he didn’t have Qin Huai’s abnormal talent; he wasn’t a genius who could immediately progress as soon as he was taught.
He subtracted a little but not much, feeling somewhat constrained.
"Is it so." Qin Huai silently picked up the hand-made lemon tea specially prepared by Ouyang, placed it on the table, and said, "Drink some."
Ouyang glanced at the lemon tea, a bit puzzled: "What is this?"
"The hand-made lemon tea you specially prepared for me this morning." Qin Huai smiled and forced the words through his teeth, "Drink, help yourself."
Was the special blend he made this morning supposed to be this color?
Ouyang didn’t think much, picked up the lemon tea and took a big gulp. The lemon tea had been out of the fridge for a few minutes, so it was a bit cold. Ouyang first inhaled sharply from the chill, then smacked his lips, asking enthusiastically:
"How is it? What do you think of my new research? Is it especially delicious?"
"The taste is unique and complex in layers. This was inspired by the four recipes you gave me yesterday, combining four flavors into one — a masterpiece."
As he spoke, Ouyang drank two more gulps and started eating beef steamed dumplings with his chopsticks.
"But it’s not very stable now, the color is unappealing, once I slightly refine it, it will surely sell like crazy!"
No bro, is there really nothing wrong with your taste?
Sometimes your taste makes me feel fearful, are you even human?
Qin Huai deeply looked at Ouyang and asked: "Do you often have some inexplicable dreams? Do you feel you possess some memories that aren’t yours? Do you often feel that you aren’t yourself?"
"Do you have any unresolved wishes or tasks you want to complete?"
No game prompt sound was heard.
Qin Huai, a bit disappointed, continued taking steamed dumplings, saying, "Forget it, pretend I didn’t say anything."
"Stop developing new products, just mix your beverages."
"Listen to your brother’s advice, the culinary industry isn’t really suitable for you."
Your loss of 6.6 million from opening a fish hot pot restaurant wasn’t unwarranted.
Ouyang didn’t quite understand what Qin Huai was talking about, but considering Qin Huai’s usual demeanor, even imagining having a game system that issued tasks, Ouyang understood again.