Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe

Chapter 376 - 288: Give a Stick, Feed a Carrot, the Catch Becomes a Chub

Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe

Chapter 376 - 288: Give a Stick, Feed a Carrot, the Catch Becomes a Chub

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Chapter 376: Chapter 288: Give a Stick, Feed a Carrot, the Catch Becomes a Chub

"Flower Sausage?!"

Upon hearing this name, Lucas’s eyes lit up with interest.

"Good, good, this sounds great!"

"Everyone, target the kitchen, move out~ go!"

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Although they didn’t understand Lucas’s shout, following him couldn’t go wrong, after all, the chef said so.

The two of them wanted to see if there was anything Lucas could teach them.

In terms of culinary skills, among the three present, Dais definitely ranked the highest, followed by Elsa.

Lucas’s cooking skills... Well, not having seen it is equal to not having any.

After sending the three away, Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the foreigners eagerly staring at him.

Previously, he hadn’t paid much attention, but now as he scanned the crowd carefully, he was surprised to find many familiar faces among the diners.

It was not the familiarity of acquaintances, but the kind that comes from meeting fellow countrymen.

Great Xia tourists!

He was only slightly surprised for a moment before his emotions quickly calmed.

It’s the Olympics, it’s tourism, it’s normal.

It would be strange if you didn’t see familiar faces in such bustling tourist activities.

"First of all, I have to announce a bad news before we start serving breakfast."

With chopsticks in hand, he continuously stirred the slowly changing color of the large fritters in the oil pan, and shouted loudly.

"Today’s breakfast is the traditional food that Great Xia people eat, without any modifications, also considered a bold attempt."

"So, the amount I’ve prepared is not much, only about one hundred portions, limited to one per person. The side dishes are self-served with a plate, take what you like, but you can only pick once, once it’s gone you can’t come back for more."

"Additionally, what’s being sold is a set meal, the contents of which are fixed as one bowl of porridge, one fritter, one bowl of soy milk and one plate of side dishes, all for the price of ten euros. Please pay conscientiously and supervise each other."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd went silent for a few seconds and then suddenly became restless.

"What?!!"

"Only one hundred portions today?"

"What if we don’t get enough to eat? I set my alarm to wake up early just to line up!!"

"I’m allergic to soy products, can I get cola instead of soy milk?"

"Hey, it’s really odd, even porridge and side dishes become limited abroad?"

"Since it’s made by a head chef at a high-end hotel, it must be different from the roadside shops back home, so limitation is understandable."

"Look at this line, who said foreigners don’t eat breakfast? How is this different from home!!"

For a moment, not only the foreign diners, but even the Great Xia visitors’ expressions became somewhat strange.

But this small difficulty didn’t dampen their enthusiasm; instead, it heightened their motivation to queue.

This is a limited-edition breakfast set made by Great Xia’s head chef in a seaside five-star hotel restaurant abroad.

With such a series of impressive titles, it’s worth lining up to taste what it actually tastes like!

Following Lin Chen’s introduction, many foreign diners with specific tastes withdrew from the line.

But they didn’t rush to leave because the restaurant hasn’t started serving yet, and there was no need to pre-line up there at the moment. Instead, they stayed nearby to see what this so-called traditional Great Xia breakfast looks like.

Seeing the line shrink nearly half instantly and hearing all the diners’ soft grumbles of complaints, Lin Chen smiled slightly and shouted again.

"After announcing the bad news, now I’ll give everyone some good news!"

"As a remedy for the insufficient breakfast preparation, after breakfast service ends, I will directly start the next round of food supply!"

"It’s also traditional Great Xia food, typically one of the street snacks, a delicious food most Great Xia people my age grew up with."

"But please note, this is a snack, not a main course, so it won’t fill you up unless you buy many servings at once."

"The information I can reveal now is that this snack is related to sausages, but not the hot dog sausage type everyone might think of, the rest is temporarily a secret. Interested diners, please come back later~"

"Hmm??"

The foreign diners who were just disappointed suddenly regained interest.

Indeed, the head chef has a knack for attracting diners!

Originally, they thought they couldn’t have breakfast, but unexpectedly, the chef immediately released news of the second round of serving, and only half of it was revealed.

The feeling of being suspended in mid-air, neither going up nor down, made one grit their teeth with hate, wishing to rush forward and punch him to vent their frustration.

Lin Chen thoughtfully translated for the few compatriots using Chinese. However, this time there was no suspense; he directly said he was going to make deep-fried starch sausage, since the foreigners wouldn’t understand anyway.

"The precautions have been explained, so next, let’s eat!"

He casually picked up a metal basin and used a spoon to strike the bottom, producing a loud sound.

Originally, because they got up early, everyone’s eyes quickly became much clearer, and someone even pulled out a ten-yuan bill from their pocket ready to pay.

Lin turned off the heat, quickly stirring the thick white porridge a few times, before lining up the packaging boxes, scooping porridge into each one, and placing them by the window for diners to serve themselves.

At the same time, the fried dough sticks in the oil pan had just turned golden brown, so they were scooped out, piled on a metal tray, and casually threw a few more sticks into the pan for re-frying.

The soy milk had been pre-packed in metal barrels, placed beside the side dishes, along with stacks of disposable plastic cups and trays for the diners to use.

With so many pairs of eyes watching, it’s nearly impossible for someone to sneak an extra cup.

Since it’s limited, if people in the front take more, it means those in the back won’t get any to eat, and no one wants to be the unfortunate one, so they will surely help supervise.

"What’s this, fried bread?"

Nicole and her friends spontaneously began assembling their food: grabbing a small plate, picking a full portion of each side dish until it was fully packed, then serving themselves a bowl of steaming soy milk, before heading to the window for a bowl of porridge and a piece of fried dough stick.

Su had watched the fried dough sticks being made for a while, but still couldn’t figure out what species it belonged to.

More importantly, it’s limited so there is absolutely no possibility of packing it.

Without hesitation, she imitated Nicole and her friend, filling a small plate with side dishes, but didn’t scoop much soy milk for fear of spilling while walking, not to mention she wasn’t interested in soy milk. The one time she bought it at the supermarket, she never bought it again, always feeling it had a strong bean taste.

"It is limited, but that’s none of my concern."

Carrying a full tray of food towards the beach dining area, she comforted herself in her heart.

She casually found a vacant seat and sat down, taking a photo but not in a hurry to post it.

She planned to wait until she had eaten enough before posting in the group to explain the situation, to prevent others from rushing down to snatch her food.

After all, there were sausages for sale at the counter; those could definitely be packed!

Her gaze swept over the four different foods, particularly focusing on the large golden crispy fried dough stick almost as thick as her forearm, and then looked at the side dish pile akin to a mountain. For a moment, she was unsure of where to start.

She turned to glance at the two beauties at the neighboring table, curious to see if they knew how to eat it.

She noticed they seemed very experienced; they scooped some side dishes into the porridge bowl, gently scraping the less hot surface porridge with a spoon along the bowl edge, blew a few times, and then sent it along with the side dishes into their mouths.

"Mmm~~"

Next, they bit into the fried dough sticks, their faces full of blissful expressions.

Su felt enlightened, and similarly imitated their actions by scooping some side dishes into the porridge bowl, gently scraping up a spoonful of porridge.

She had never tried this type of food before and didn’t entirely understand the process.

Driven by curiosity, she didn’t blow it to cool down but instead wanted to test how hot it was.

The moment her lips touched the porridge surface, she sprang back as if electrocuted, almost dropping the spoon.

But the next moment, realizing it wasn’t overly hot, more like between warm and scorching, but without mental preparation, it startled her.

This time, she learned her lesson, blowing on it a few times before cautiously touching the porridge surface with her lips.

Indeed, after blowing it cool, the porridge had tempered to a warm level, just right for consumption.

She tasted a spoonful, mixed with green pepper potato strips and snow vegetable soybeans; the faint green pepper aroma combined with the savory fresh snow vegetable flavor permeated the otherwise bland porridge, adding an extra hint of unique taste.

The porridge texture was incredibly smooth, akin to drinking a thick soup made from rice, with a rich rice aroma carrying faint lingering sweetness.

Su’s eyes lit up, unexpectedly finding the seemingly ordinary porridge had such a delightful flavor, inexplicably comforting.

"Glug"

The warm porridge fluid slid down her esophagus into her stomach, the heat flowing perceptibly, invigorating her, feeling her pores joyously celebrating.

After tasting the porridge, she quickly scooped another spoonful to blow cool before bringing it to her mouth.

Spoonful after spoonful, replenishing side dishes as needed, she drank fervently, fine sweat beads forming on her smooth, fair forehead.

"Ah~~"

After drinking seven or eight spoonfuls, she leaned back into her chair, involuntarily letting out a satisfying moan.

Grabbing the big fried dough stick beside her, she took a hearty bite, savoring the crispy exterior and incredibly soft interior sensation, where rich wheat fragrance bloomed within the oil scent.

"Is this what Great Xia People have for breakfast every morning? The flavor is undeniably wonderful, simple yet delicious, and importantly nutritious!"

"This fried dough taste is incredible, without butter flavor, yet it stays so fragrant, increasingly flavorful with each chew, fascinating."

"Watching the video, I thought such stir-fries could only pair with rice, didn’t realize there’s another pairing method, curious if there are more ways to eat them."

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