I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 593 - 283: Flower and Ham Mooncake is a Calorie Bomb? No, It’s a Calorie Nuke! [Subscribe Please]

Chapter 593: Chapter 283: Flower and Ham Mooncake is a Calorie Bomb? No, It’s a Calorie Nuke! [Subscribe Please]

Old Huang would arrive soon, so Lin Xu didn’t bother going upstairs again.

He stood in front of the service counter, playing with Dundun while accessing the system, curious about what the next special item would be.

Old sayings used to compliment someone’s skill would usually say that their hand is a scale and their eye a ruler.

Now that I’ve gotten the "Hand is a Scale," surely the "Eye is a Ruler" can’t be far behind?

He tapped on the special items tab, and a line of text appeared:

[This page will refresh after 719:52:35. Pay 5,000,000 points for an immediate refresh]

Over seven hundred hours?

He did some quick mental math and realized it was a month away.

Isn’t this refresh wait time a bit too long?

Last time it refreshed weekly, and an immediate refresh required three million points. This time, it would take a month to refresh, yet it only needed five million points.

From that perspective, the system’s discount was truly moving.

It really... I’m gonna cry!

Lin Xu complained about the system in his mind and started playing with Dundun in the hall with a cat teaser.

He used the cat teaser to guide the little furball, making it hop, run, and dodge agilely.

When it got tired, it would scamper behind the service counter, its chubby little butt wiggling, and plop down in front of the automatic pet water fountain Shen Jiayue had bought. Then, it would stick out its tiny, crimson tongue and elegantly lap up the clear water bubbling from the machine.

Just then, Old Huang slowly pulled up in a Jinbei delivery van, parking in the spot in front of the shop.

Before long, he exited the vehicle. He walked into the store with a large ham wrapped in cling film slung over his left shoulder and a glass jar filled with richly-colored flower sauce in his right hand.

Seeing Lin Xu there, he directly placed the ham and flower sauce on the service counter.

"Brother, here’s the stuff you wanted. The ham was sent this morning from Southern Yunnan, from a time-honored brand. If it’s not delicious, you can twist my head off."

Lin Xu: "..."

Next time, I’ll have to call over Head Chef Dai and Senior Brother to figure out what to do with your head. That way, you might stop making these shameless claims.

He murmured this to himself as he looked at the ham.

As he focused his attention, a line of text emerged before him:

[High-quality Xuanwei Ham made with coarse salt and pork hind legs]

Tsk, looks like he wasn’t exaggerating.

Then, looking at the jar of flower sauce, the prompt text appeared once more:

[High-quality flower sauce pickled with fresh flowers, edible salt, and White Sugar]

Not bad, not bad at all. No wonder Old Huang is always staking his head on it; the quality really is impeccable.

"This flower sauce was made by my wife," Old Huang said. "Usually, even if relatives ask for it, we don’t give it out. Today I brought half for you. Make the mooncakes nice and tasty, huh? I’m too busy to go back for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, so I’m counting on these mooncakes to soothe my homesickness."

Lin Xu patted the ham and smiled as he said, "Then I’ll start making them soon. I’ll make sure you and your wife won’t be disappointed... If I start now, they should be ready by nightfall. Will you take the mooncakes tomorrow when you deliver the vegetables, or come pick them up tonight?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Tonight. Once I’m done with my work, I’ll bring my wife over for dinner. She hasn’t had a chance to try the food here yet."

Tsk, sounds like the two of them have a pretty good relationship.

After Old Huang finished speaking, he saw Shu Yun and Song Tiantian were busy organizing the electronic menu on the computer and hadn’t noticed him. Only then did he sneakily pull out a transparent sealed bag from his handbag.

Through the bag, one could see it was filled with a good amount of brown, angular plant particles, resembling something like Jasmine Dragon Pearl tea or other similar flower teas.

After taking it out, he hurriedly handed it over, his voice lowered to the faintest whisper, "Brother, one piece at a time. It’s miraculously effective!"

As Lin Xu took it, Old Huang patted his shoulder heavily, shook his head with a slightly regretful expression, and then turned towards the entrance.

This regretful look completely perplexed Lin Xu.

Bro, can you not act like you’re attending a funeral?

He looked at the Moringa Seeds in the bag, not finding anything weird about them. Yet, every middle-aged man who mentioned these seeds always seemed to have that "you know what I mean" look.

"What is this stuff, Boss? Jasmine Dragon Pearls?" Shu Yun asked. Seeing the curious look on Lin Xu’s face, she had thought Old Huang had given him some fine tea.

Lin Xu tossed the bag lightly and said, "These are Moringa Seeds. They’re said to have kidney benefits. Old Huang was being all mysterious on the phone earlier, so I got some for my Senior Brother."

Having worked in the catering department for years, Shu Yun had, of course, heard of Moringa Seeds.

Once she heard that Old Huang had given these seeds to her boss, she promptly abandoned the idea of brewing some Jasmine Tea.

Lin Xu placed the Moringa Seeds on the service counter. "There are one hundred and thirty grams in this bag," he said. "Divide it up for me. Make one package of eighty grams and the other of fifty grams. The larger portion is for my Senior Brother, and the smaller one is for my father-in-law."

Senior Brother probably needs it more urgently, so he gets a larger share.

As for my father-in-law, I’ll give him a small amount as a token gesture. This way, he can’t complain later that I didn’t save any of the good stuff for him.

After giving the instructions, he shouldered the thirty-something-pound ham and, carrying the flower sauce in his other hand, went up the stairs to the kitchen.

At the service counter, Song Tiantian curiously leaned in, looking at the packet of Moringa Seeds and asked, "Why didn’t the Boss keep any for himself? Did he forget?"

"Only someone who’s ’deficient’ needs it. Do you think the Boss looks like he’s deficient in any way?" Shu Yun replied.

Shu Yun took out a small electronic scale from under the counter. It had been used previously for packaging Shakima, but ever since the pastry department got an automatic sealing machine, this little scale had become redundant.

She turned on the device and placed the Moringa Seeds on it.