Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 1176 - 563: Xu Cheng’s Shock_3

The aroma wafted downstairs, and evidently, the family living downstairs had a relatively young child, and their window was open. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Standing in the kitchen, Qin Huai could hear the child crying and shouting, "Grandma, I want a steamed bun."

Such a simple yet difficult wish to fulfill.

Xu Cheng didn't say anything; he just patiently waited, waited for Qin Huai to tell him he could eat.

"Mr. Xu, Chief Editor Jiang, the steamed buns should have cooled enough now. Why don't you each have one first? This batch only steamed seven buns, as the steamer is a bit small. I've made quite a few other snacks that you can slowly savor later."

Jiang Yong snapped out of his reverie, nodding repeatedly, while mentally slapping himself, questioning why he never thought of getting a larger steamer for the house over the years.

"Of course, we can. Master Qin, you've worked really hard. I should have invited you to a meal, but instead, I've troubled you to come to my place to make snacks."

"There's a reason behind it; you'll understand later," Qin Huai said, smiling.

Xu Cheng was already eating.

Normally, Xu Cheng doesn't eat steamed buns.

It's rare these days to find a pastry chef who can innovatively enhance the taste of steamed buns, as most focus on shaping them aesthetically. Xu Cheng typically isn't interested in snacks with attractive appearances; he is a rather pragmatic food critic, believing taste is the priority and appearance is just a bonus.

Of course, if the appearance is utterly lacking, like guo'er, but the taste is spot on, Xu Cheng can bring himself to accept it aesthetically with some reluctance.

Xu Cheng stated that he's ventured far and wide in his youth, tasting almost everything. He could even convince himself to swallow a mouthful of raw pig meat, so a snack with an unsightly appearance is no big deal.

Usually, Xu Cheng eats food in small bites.

But now, he's taking large bites of the steamed bun.

For some reason, Xu Cheng felt that this steamed bun should be eaten in large bites; it only feels right that way.

While eating the bun, Xu Cheng internally confessed that he hadn't paid enough attention to Qin Huai lately, not even liking his posts in the Moments feed. He knew Qin Huai is an exceptional talent among pastry chefs, a rising star, but still just a new star.

The chef circle has never lacked talents; as a long-standing food critic, Xu Cheng has seen countless prodigies, though Qin Huai is a tad more talented than usual.

Previously, Xu Cheng believed that in the quickest scenario, within five years, he could go to Qin Huai's place and enjoy snacks there periodically, leading a fulfilling, snack-filled life.

Now Xu Cheng felt he was too narrow-minded; there's no need to wait five years, next year would suffice.

If every snack Qin Huai made were as good as the bun before him, even tomorrow would do.

The steamed bun world hasn't seen such an astonishing bun in many years.

"Sister Juan, there are still five buns in the kitchen. Please portion them out, and I'll steam the next batch now," Qin Huai poked his head out and said.

In a minute, Lin Yi's son was almost shedding tears of regret from his mouth corners, watching his dad, mom, aunt, uncle, and little sister devour the buns enviously while he couldn't even taste the bun's crust.

"Mom, is the steamed bun delicious?" Lin Yi's son asked, full of longing, knowing the answer.

Lin Yi glanced cheekily at her son: "What's it to you if it's good? These are buns Master Qin made at your sister's place; be content to smell the aroma, and you still dare to ask."

"You're thinking about returning the gold bar to Master Qin and Xiao An, but now you want Master Qin's buns?"

"You want to split the gold bar, and you want to split the buns, you want everything; why did I give birth to such a son?"

Lin Yi's son gulped crazily: "Dad, I think we can discuss the gold bar issue another time. Can we split a piece of this bun for me now?"

"Hah."