On the morning of day 2, the morning joggers could already smell the aroma of crab roe noodles in the canteen.
Yesterday, Wang Gen Sheng’s secret enjoyment of the crab roe noodles was no longer a secret. This guy not only ate but also posted about it on social media, sharing his food review, which was simply outrageous, angering both gods and men alike, deserving of heaven’s wrath.
Xu Tuqiang wished he could administer justice on Wang Gen Sheng right then and there, but he couldn’t find a reason to do so.
Hmph, the detestable sneak-eater.
Sob sob sob sob, why wasn’t it me who got to eat those noodles, sob sob sob sob.
Xu Tuqiang sat at table 9, tears flowing in his heart.
But he wouldn’t have to cry for long, because Ouyang entered the restaurant.
Carrying a two-liter Coconut No. 1, Ouyang walked into Yunzhong Restaurant without catching the attention of the elderly joggers, who assumed he was delivering takeout. Xiao Ou Handmade Lemon Tea Store’s most popular fruit tea was Coconut No. 1, not because it used the best coconut milk from a certain brand, but because everyone knew Master Qin Huai loved Coconut No. 1.
As loyal patrons of Master Qin, what Master Qin loves to drink, they love to drink too.
If Master Qin loved Coconut No. 1 so much, it must have its merits!
In fact, Ouyang privately asked Qin Huai about this. He too was curious why, out of four wonderful fruit teas, Qin Huai favored Coconut No. 1. Qin Huai explained that he simply loved a certain brand’s coconut milk, and if he had to choose among the fruit teas, he picked Coconut No. 1.
When the weather got hotter, he’d start drinking iced handmade lemon tea, and Qin Huai would certainly choose the handmade lemon tea.
Yes, Master Qin just loved the handmade lemon tea that much. Ouyang might not excel at other things, but he could certainly make decent handmade lemon tea, with enough strength to make it taste good.
Qin Huai was kneading dough in the kitchen.
Hand-kneaded noodles.
Qin Huai made a lot of noodles, two portions were for chicken soup noodles, and the rest for crab roe noodles. At this time, Yunzhong Restaurant wasn’t too crowded for breakfast, with mostly elderly joggers sipping soy milk and chatting.
Zheng Siyuan was cooking the crab roe sauce.
When it came to fire control, Zheng Siyuan was definitely above Qin Huai. In their quest to develop new snacks, anything requiring the use of a pot was generally handled by Zheng Siyuan.
When Ouyang delivered the Coconut No. 1 to the back kitchen entrance, Zheng Siyuan was busy thickening the crab roe sauce.
As the starch water hit the pot, the exclusive aroma of the crab roe sauce was released. Previously, it was already a rich crab roe aroma, but after thickening, it became richer yet more stable. The starch water restrained the overpowering crab roe fragrance, yet it made anyone who smelled it salivate.
Involuntarily swallowing, Ouyang asked An Youyou, who came to help Qin Huai bring the fruit tea, "So, uh, when can we have the crab roe noodles?"
Ouyang knew that out of politeness, he shouldn’t ask what he wanted right away, but sometimes he just couldn’t help it.
He really wanted to know when they could eat.
Ouyang ate five bowls yesterday, and at the end found it a bit cloying, but afterwards regretted not eating two more bowls when reminiscing at home.
People are , always beautifying their memories. After a night of embellishment, the crab roe noodles in Ouyang’s memory became impossibly delicious and utterly un-cloying.
Ouyang believed that his afternoon self was at fault; a hard day at work led to a poor appetite, so even after five bowls, he thought the crab roe noodles were the problem.
How could there be anything wrong with crab roe noodles? Surely, it’s Ouyang’s own issue!
Ouyang reflected all morning and decided to learn his lesson and eat more bowls today.
Although An Youyou had been working in the kitchen for quite a while, she was still an outsider in terms of culinary skills, unsure of when they could eat, saying, "Maybe... in more than 10 minutes?"
"I just overheard Master Qin saying he needed to make more noodles because Master Xiao Zheng made too much crab roe sauce too quickly, and they’d need to sell the crab roe noodles this morning; otherwise, they wouldn’t finish them."
Hearing this, Ouyang had a clear idea of what to expect.
Haha, he could eat with peace of mind.
What? You say the crab roe noodles cost over 100 yuan a bowl and eating freely is too expensive?
Ouyang wished he could pound his chest and declare on the spot: "Come on, who do you take me for? I’m a trust fund kid, alright? Do you know how much revenue Xiao Ou Handmade Lemon Tea Store generates in a day? A few bowls of crab roe noodles? No problem, I can afford it!"
Ouyang genuinely felt at this moment that true wealth wasn’t about nightclubs, discos, sports cars, or flirting; it was about being able to enjoy crab roe noodles and various snacks freely, while going to the gym at night to maintain his figure. That’s a real trust fund kid.
Ouyang found a separate table, sat down, and waited patiently while playing on his phone.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, having finished cooking eighteen batches of crab roe sauce, Zheng Siyuan felt a little lost.
Wasn’t he supposed to be working on the Double Crab Bun with Qin Huai?
Why did he feel like he had become a mere tool for making crab roe noodles?
Are crab roe noodles and Double Crab Bun even the same thing?
What sauce was he actually preparing now?
Another batch of fresh crab roe sauce was ready. Before Zheng Siyuan could speak, Qin Huai instinctively took a small spoon to taste the flavor. This freshly made, steaming crab roe sauce had rich and full flavors in its first taste, just like the first bite of a bun, the first mouthful of freshly baked meat bun. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on noᴠelfire.net
The first bite is always the best.
The best temperature, the best timing, the best sensation, the best taste.