Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe

Chapter 272 185: Food Stalls, Sakura Chef Moves In (Part 2)

Kept warm in the kitchen, though it hasn't been long since it was stir-fried, it surely doesn't compare to what's fresh off the pan.

The soul of Great Xia Cuisine lies in cooking and eating right away; even five or ten minutes can make a difference in the taste.

"Wow, is this authentic Great Xia stir-fried cuisine? Why can't we find this in Chinese restaurants back home?"

"There's a particularly unique aroma, hard to describe, similar to the distinctive flavor of meat skewers grilled over charcoal, anyway, it's delicious."

Perhaps due to shooting outtakes, the girls' behavior was much more exaggerated than usual.

Even Lin Chen watching from the side couldn't tell if they truly hadn't eaten it before or were just acting.

Logically, with two Great Xia People in the team, being debuted for so many years, they should have had authentic Great Xia Cuisine, right?

Definitely acting!

Indeed, the identity you carry outside is all self-given; life is like a play, purely relying on acting skills.

As filming continued, diners who were coming in or eating curiously observed nearby, without intending to disrupt the filming.

"Strange, why are there so few people today?"

"Yesterday, around this time, the queue at the pick-up area was long, but today there are just a few?"

"Fewer people is better, no need to worry about it being sold out."

After a while, Wang Ziqin, having finished his meal, approached Nagishiro Sho.

"Mr. Nagishiro, you mentioned staying here for exchanges these days, are you interested in participating in the kite festival food event we are hosting tomorrow?"

"Food event?"

"Yes, the event lasts for two days; with so many tourists on site, there must be food trucks or stalls selling drinks and food."

"With Mr. Nagishiro's excellent skills and reputation, setting up a stall with your restaurant's name would certainly attract a lot of visitors."

"Hmm?!"

Nagishiro Sho was persuaded and became interested instantly.

Previously considering promotion, he hadn't expected opportunities to come knocking so soon, and he wouldn't even need to spend money—it's like getting a free ride on the fame of these girl groups and hotel promotion.

Wait, free ride?

No, they're businessmen; they wouldn't let anyone ride for free.

His thoughts turned quickly, and he promptly understood the underlying issue.

While putting his restaurant's name out there could attract many curious diners, reputation itself also impacts the hotel owner.

The hotel manager could easily release the news in advance, thus drawing the batch of diners originally belonging to his customer group, further expanding the scale of the festival event.

Wang Ziqin had no intention to hide, "Mr. Nagishiro, you're idle anyway; considering it's rare to come out once, isn't a win-win better? I can also reveal some news that guarantees your interest."

"Our restaurant's two head chefs actually come from the two restaurants of God's Kiss, so Chef Marchello will also attend and run a stall then."

"What?! That guy Marchello is coming too?"

This news instantly unsettled him; he hadn't expected the hotel to have a cooperative relationship with God's Kiss.

Of course, he has seen Marchello, being a bona fide Michelin Chef, he's one of his role models.

With the mysterious Great Xia Chef Lin Chen in front and Michelin Chef Marchello behind, the combined temptation overwhelmed him quickly.

"Impressive, indeed the most business-savvy Great Xia People, alright, I'll join, are there any requirements for the food to be prepared?"

"Hahaha, well then, let's wish us a successful cooperation, Mr. Nagishiro; for the food, there's no requirement, you can make anything you want, but for such events, usually more snacks and drinks desserts are sold, right?"

"Hmm, then I'll consider what to sell, pass me the supplier platform, right, operating hours?"

"The kite festival opens tomorrow morning at nine, with the music festival lasting until evening; you can open the stall anytime, we don't have restrictions, just need to charge an appropriate stall fee, not much, a thousand euros."

Nagishiro Sho wasn't surprised by the charge; instead, he found it quite reasonable.

At such a large event venue, there's no way they wouldn't charge; just the thousands of visitors far exceed its actual value.

A thousand euros is just selling a few dozen portions of food, simple as it gets; quickly, he could break even in just over an hour, and the rest is all profit.

Especially for chefs like him with restaurant names, just hang the name on the stall, no need to promote, and customers will flock unprompted.

Following the meal, he returned to his hotel room to log onto the supplier platform and started planning suitable foods for sale tomorrow and the day after.

To make money, selling snacks, drinks, and desserts is certainly more appropriate, and on such a basis, he needs to promote Sakura Country's food culture.

He didn't wish to make sushi, partly because it's overly common, and also the hygiene of the event site is surely not good, risking contamination of rice and fish.

Best to make cooked food.

Numerous Sakura Country snacks make selection easy; the hard part is he didn't want to make overly simplistic items.

Being a head chef, with his restaurant name displayed, only making ordinary street foods would be ruining his reputation, wouldn't it?

Struggling for several hours, after lunch, he had listed over a dozen options, none of which he strongly wanted to make; they were all in the category of "can do" or "not do" level.

Lack of impulse for a chef isn't a good sign, meaning no motivation.

He not only needed to ponder what to do tomorrow but also what challenge to present for Lin Chen for dinner; it was driving him crazy, his head aching, worse than devising a new recipe.

As he was caught in a dilemma, Lin Chen was also contemplating the issue of stall preparation for tomorrow.

He had just been notified; the restaurant doesn't need to operate over the weekend, just manage the stalls.

Originally Sunday was a day off, but due to special circumstances, there's a reschedule, next week he can choose any day to rest, but the two chefs can't take leave simultaneously as one must maintain restaurant operation.

In other words, today is the last day of self-serve operation for this week; he needn't purchase the same self-serve ingredients anymore, just focus on today's dinner and stall management for the coming days.

Nagishiro Sho remained seated in the restaurant, deep in thought in front of the computer.

Lin Chen sneakily glanced from afar with a rough understanding; our President Wang surely wouldn't let such a good human signboard pass, this little chap must be joining the stall preparation tomorrow, no doubt.

"Mr. Nagishiro, have you decided what to sell tomorrow?"

He didn't hide anything, grabbed a bottle of icy cola, sauntered over and sat beside him, eyes drifting to the notebook spread on the table.

Nagishiro Sho had no intention of hiding anything, eager for fresh ideas as he hadn't set the menu yet.

"Not yet, Mr. Lin, have you decided?"

"Not yet either, mostly because there's too much to make, everything sounds appealing, can't choose."

"...Haha, Mr. Lin is indeed impressive, unlike me, I lack the strong desire to make anything particular, perhaps it's a burnout period."

Lin Chen wasn't joking; he genuinely couldn't decide.

With such a good opportunity, perfect for completing the snack challenge he drew a few days back.

Not just snacks; even Great Xia's home-style dishes and Eight Major Cuisines are foreign concepts to outsiders, at most they're somewhat familiar with Cantonese cuisine.

Randomly pulling out a snack for them would be totally new, what's there to fret over?

Most crucially, completing this challenge would let him use three Food Truck Upgrade Cards at once, unlocking the third food truck kit property.

Regardless of utility, upgrading the food truck equipment's level and effects is definitely correct; higher levels to reveal significant effects.

Lately, having focused on restaurant kitchens, he neglected his precious food truck, feeling slightly guilty, thinking about nurturing the emotional bond over these days.

Just as they were about to fall into silent conversation, the restaurant door suddenly swung open.

"Ding-a-ling—"