Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 1122 - 542: Soy Sauce Noodles

Ultimately, the amusement park trip ended with Ouyang taking Zhou Hu to the hospital, where Zhou Hu was unsurprisingly diagnosed with gastroenteritis and joyfully admitted, while Luo Jun wrapped up the day by playing the merry-go-round 11 times.

By the way, due to Qin Huai's guilt, he decided to cover Zhou Hu's hospitalization costs. Zhou Hu was deeply moved and asked Qin Huai if he wanted a fortune-telling session. Although he himself didn't believe in such things, he had no other talents, so he could only offer Qin Huai a fortune-telling session.

Qin Huai happily agreed, allowing Zhou Hu to pick an auspicious day to come to Yunzhong Restaurant, where they could snack while Zhao Hu practiced his fortune-telling.

On the way back, Qin Huai shared a car with Zhao Cheng'an and Shi Dadan, while Qin Luo wanted to go to the mall to grab dolls, so she hitched a ride with Qu Jing, who happened to be going to buy groceries at the supermarket on the mall's basement level.

"Qin Huai, don't you think Luo Jun just purely loves sitting on the merry-go-round? He actually sat there 11 times! What's so fun about it? He actually sat on the merry-go-round 11 times." Zhao Cheng'an's focus was always so peculiar, "Do you think he might want to arrange a merry-go-round at his funeral?"

Qin Huai was choked by Zhao Cheng'an's words.

Whenever Qin Huai thought he completely understood Zhao Cheng'an, Zhao Cheng'an would actively show him that the world of the mayfly is beyond comprehension.

Qin Huai could only say: "Mr. Luo does quite enjoy the merry-go-round. Sister Hong noticed this last time, otherwise she wouldn't have lined up 11 times with Mr. Luo; she's not so oblivious."

Zhao Cheng'an was somewhat surprised: "Really, no?"

Qin Huai: ...Buddy, be normal, it's really hard to communicate with you when you're so abstract like this.

"Mr. Luo rarely goes out." Qin Huai chose to ignore Zhao Cheng'an and continued, "He holds the record in Yunzhong District for seldom leaving home. Before Sister Hong woke up, he was a key concern for the community committee."

"Sometimes Sister Hong and I chat privately, and we both feel Mr. Luo is actually quite lonely. His routine is chaotic, his meals irregular, and every day he either watches TV or movies, though now he's started reading novels."

"Such a life sounds quite free, but Mr. Luo has lived this way for decades. He actually uses this method to punish himself; if it were truly free, it wouldn't be considered punishment."

"After all, the TV shows from recent years are really hard to watch, sometimes Sister Hong is amazed at Mr. Luo's ability to sit through them."

"While Mr. Luo is still alive, it's good to find an excuse to take him out to relax; going to the amusement park and riding the merry-go-round is worthwhile, even as a bit of end-of-life care. Sister Hong is particularly good at lining up for the merry-go-round, and Huihui loves it too; every time Sister Hong takes Huihui to the amusement park, half the time is spent on the merry-go-round."

Zhao Cheng'an suddenly understood, yet persisted in his question: "So, Qin Huai, what exactly did you realize?"

"Upgrading while making yeast doesn't reasonably lead to realization. How did you realize it? What aspect did you realize? We're all friends here, don't pretend with me; quickly teach me, I'm about to return to Zhiwei Restaurant. I'm begging you, just let me realize something. These days, when I submit video assignments to my mentor, I feel his temper is particularly explosive. If I don't realize anything, I fear I might train to death at Zhiwei Restaurant!"

Faced with Zhao Cheng'an's lament, Qin Huai remained unmoved and continued to calmly drive.

How to put it, Qin Huai felt it would be good for Zhao Cheng'an to do some serious training for two months back at Zhiwei Restaurant. The guy was just too lazy, and ever since the memories of the eighth generation of mayflies awakened, he's been way too liberated, being overly true to himself.

Qin Huai believes Zhao Cheng'an has the ability to break into the top 100 chefs and carry Zhiwei Restaurant's legacy forward. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

As long as he's not so lazy.

For the sake of Zhiwei Restaurant's customers' appetites, Master Xiao Zhao just has to endure a bit of hardship.

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At 8 am the next day, Qin Huai let Zhao Cheng'an, who had already adjusted his work hours to 8 am, know what he realized.

Realized in every aspect.

September 13th, a day destined to be remembered by Qin Huai and Shi Dadan, as it marked the start of Shi Dadan's thousand-day breakfast task.

It was also the 7-day countdown for Zhao Cheng'an's return to Zhiwei Restaurant.

Back when Zhao Cheng'an requested leave, he intentionally used a vague timeframe, saying he would be exchanging ideas at Yunzhong Restaurant for a month. Master Zhou crudely defined this month from August 20th to September 20th, meaning Zhao Cheng'an must appear in Zhiwei Restaurant's kitchen by September 20th.

Time was indeed running out for Zhao Cheng'an, and he was feeling some anxiety and irritability. No matter how fearless a mayfly, there is always a natural instinct to fear authority, especially when faced with a mentor whose combat power was maxed out since childhood.

Master Zhou was a very traditional mentor, and when it came to disciplining his apprentice, he was genuinely strict. As the saying goes, 'a jade stone uncut won't be refined'; although Zhao Cheng'an might not yet be refined, Master Zhou didn't hold back on the discipline during his younger years. Master Zhou doesn't believe in magic attacks, only in physical damage.

Under the pressure of such anxiety, when Zhao Cheng'an arrived late at Yunzhong Restaurant for work after 8 am, he was feeling somewhat agitated. Everyone has their worries, and even the awakened mayfly can feel anxious about real-world matters.

Feeling the urge to visit Zhou Hu in the hospital, Zhao Cheng'an hoped Zhou Hu could do a fortune-telling session for himself to see if there were any ominous events in his future in the next seven days.

Zhao Cheng'an walked into the kitchen wearing a look of sorrow, and then he noticed Qin Huai smiling warmly, reminiscent of a gentle spring breeze.

At the same time, there was a faint scent of soy sauce in the kitchen.

Hey, who dropped the soy sauce bottle?