Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle

Chapter 1338: Xia Mubing Side Story (Part 3)

The three of them initially went to the countryside to stake out, but ended up with nothing, and learned that Jiang Weiguo went to the city to scold his son.

The three of them followed all the way to Z City and arrived at the Jiankang Restaurant opened by Jiang Jiankang. Because Qin Huai had eaten at Jiang Weiguo’s house for a few days a few months ago and had met Jiang Jiankang, Wang Xiulian, and Jiang Feng, it was inconvenient for him to show up, so he could only observe quietly.

To cooperate with Qin Huai, Zhao Cheng’an and Xia Mubing also observed quietly.

The three of them, afraid of being recognized by fans—though they actually didn’t have any fans—were dressed like an obscure 180th-line celebrity: hats, turtlenecks, gloves, masks, scarves, sunglasses, wrapped tightly, sitting at the noodle shop next to Jiankang Restaurant eating noodles.

Of course, Qin Huai didn’t admit he was dressed like an 180th-line celebrity. He claimed that his outfit was totally inspired by Qu Jing during her ultraviolet allergy period.

It’s just that Zhao Cheng’an’s stealthiness was too obvious, which made the three of them look so sneaky. Back when Zhao Cheng’an was still the Beiping Thief King, he didn’t have such a sense of stealth; now, for some reason, it’s so heavy.

Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng’an have good hearing and can hear the sounds next door, while Xia Mubing, being older, was somewhat hard of hearing. Even if he sat in Jiankang Restaurant, he might not necessarily hear anything, so it was better to listen to Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng’an relay what they heard.

Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng’an were avidly listening to Jiang Weiguo’s non-stop scolding.

"You’ve improved, is this what you said, you’ve improved your culinary skills."

"Where have you improved? I think it’s not that your cooking skills have improved, but that your taste has deteriorated, your eyes have become nearsighted, and your brain’s been kicked by a donkey."

"Look at what kind of thing you’re cooking here?"

"You dare to sell this green pepper stir-fry with pork? You dared to brag that you were a chef at the State owned Restaurant back then. I think the reason our State owned Restaurant closed down wasn’t because of economic problems, but because I retired and you took over my position and it closed down because of that."

"Next year, your mother and I won’t need to raise Dahua, Erhua, Sanhua, and Sihua any more, we already have enough pigs in the household. In fact, we don’t even need to slaughter the new Dahua this year; just send Dahua to Manager Hu’s house to apologize. If I hadn’t retired early to make it easier for you to marry, and given you the chef’s position at the State owned Restaurant, our restaurant wouldn’t have closed so early."

"How did I end up teaching a son like you."

"Why are you staring at me? Do I have words written on my face? Your big brother knew back then, after being scolded by me, to quickly practice his cooking. What are you standing there for?"

"Cook! Didn’t the guest order twice-cooked pork? Cook it, cook it in front of me. I want to see how you can stir-fry twice-cooked pork when you specifically called me from the countryside to say you’ve improved."

"..."

Zhao Cheng’an clicked his tongue in wonder, "Jiang Weiguo must be in great health."

"To scold so vigorously, I think he’s in better shape than I am."

With that, Zhao Cheng’an got up and took off his hat, scarf, mask, and sunglasses. A young girl at the next table looked over with an expectant glint in her eyes and then revealed a disappointed expression after seeing his ordinary-looking face, and she felt puzzled as to why Zhao Cheng’an had himself wrapped up so tightly.

Zhao Cheng’an didn’t notice at all and said excitedly, "During the time we were eating noodles, the restaurant next door went from being scolded for pepper stir-fry with pork, tomato stir-fried eggs, stir-fried cabbage, to shiitake mushroom chicken stew, now they’re on to twice-cooked pork. I’m going there to order all these dishes, to see how they can taste so bad to deserve such scolding."

Qin Huai: ...

Dude, why are you so bored?

Xia Mubing whispered, "Order a few more pork dishes; Qin Huai said that the Seventh Young Master is best at pork dishes, if his son inherited his skills, those should also be his specialty."

"Alright, then let’s add sweet and sour ribs, sweet and sour tenderloin, braised pork, and Dongpo pork hock!"

"Can you finish it all? Didn’t we just finish a bowl of noodles?" Qin Huai was shocked by Zhao Cheng’an’s appetite.

Zhao Cheng’an grinned proudly, "Do you think I’ve been training for nothing these past two months?"

Qin Huai: ...?

Dude, aren’t we chefs? Have you not practiced your cooking skills at all these two months, but only trained your appetite?