Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe

Chapter 587: Chapter 499: Great Xia Etiquette and the Same Irresistible Western Breakfast Dishes

"Wow, that’s something!"

As soon as Wang Ziqin entered the dining area, he saw a billboard standing at the entrance. Upon closer inspection, he discovered it listed today’s breakfast menu.

Just a quick glance surprised him, and Helena, who accompanied him, showed a smug expression.

"So, Mr. Wang, are you satisfied with our new menu?"

Even though she hadn’t tasted the food yet, just seeing the menu made her stand straighter, filled with anticipation for the upcoming meal, unlike before when she mechanically completed her daily work.

Wang Ziqin nodded: "I didn’t expect Old Lin’s Western cuisine to be this impressive, worthy of a God’s Kiss graduate. It seems I need to find time to specifically try his Western culinary skills next time."

Although he had come with his wife for dinner several times before, it was mostly Chinese dishes, as he rarely ate Western food because he had it often while out with clients. After that, he had no interest in Western food at all.

"French onion scrambled eggs with garlic butter sourdough bread."

"Truffle wild mushroom lemon cream puff soup."

"Basil oil avocado potato salad."

"Whole wheat nut baguette."

"Pistachio matcha soft bread."

"Smoked spicy sausage pretzel."

"Strawberry cream croissant sandwich."

"Thai lemongrass pork rice."

"Grilled chicken breast with pepper and vegetable wrap."

"Vegetarian three-flavored Chinese fried spring rolls."

"Smoked salmon blueberry yogurt bagel."

"Vietnamese fresh black tiger shrimp mint rice paper rolls."

...

Reading the menu, Wang Ziqin subconsciously swallowed.

Not to mention anything else, just this menu alone was already very appealing to someone like him who wasn’t particularly interested in Western cuisine, not to mention the foreigners at the door.

Although the breakfast dishes didn’t look like pure Western cuisine, they were more attractive than traditional options.

Originally, Western breakfast didn’t offer many choices, limiting options unnecessarily. It was better to think broadly, considering the global culinary scene.

The tourists here were from all over the world, and they wanted to try something different when traveling. This menu could greatly satisfy their needs.

Whether they wanted traditional Western dishes or modern versions, they could find something suitable here.

Simply perfect!

"Oh no, everything looks so delicious, but I... can’t eat much!"

"I remember our menu changes once a week, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Wang," Helena nodded slightly, "This week’s menu will stay, and if you can’t finish it, you can try a little each day. We’re open on Sundays too, with our rest day changing to Monday next week."

"That’s great!"

The man instantly felt relieved, genuinely worried the menu would change daily, which would be incredibly troublesome.

"But aren’t a week’s worth of these delicious-looking dishes too quick to switch?"

Previously, the restaurant’s breakfast had more than 20 options, but they were unappetizing choices like salami, various cheese platters, customizable salads, yogurt, and oatmeal.

Obviously, most were ready-made items requiring no preparation, not even pre-slicing, leaving it for the guests to do.

Now, however, most of the menu items needed to be prepared in the kitchen before being selected, instantly elevating the classiness.

This upgrade meant more procedures and increased workload.

In a week, the first two or three days would likely involve the chefs adapting to the menu, with lower efficiency initially.

"The chef has considered this issue, so we’ve prepared feedback cards."

Helena smiled slightly, pulling a stack of card-like slips from her apron pocket.

"We’ll collect guests’ feedback this week and conduct online polls to decide whether to continue the entire menu, extend certain dishes, or completely change it."

"If there are particularly popular dishes, they might become permanent fixtures, but nothing can be guaranteed now."

"The chef also mentioned that if dishes removed from the menu have high demand, there may be opportunities for them to return as part of promotions, attracting return customers for repeat visits."

"Hmm?"

Wang Ziqin raised his eyebrows, feeling that this model seemed somewhat familiar. On careful thought, isn’t this exactly the marketing tactic used by those chain fast-food restaurants back home?

This model is of no use to restaurants that don’t update their dishes often. The premise for it to work is that the restaurant menu must be changed regularly, but not too frequently, so as to retain a group of loyal diners.

There’s no need to ask for more details; as soon as he heard the restaurant was adopting this model, he knew it was secure. At least for the next six months, he wouldn’t have to worry about the restaurant’s operations.

You can always rely on our own people!

"Do you have any dishes ready now?"

"Yes, most of the cold dishes are prepared. The hot dishes will be started just ten minutes before service begins. This way, please."

Helena led the way, the hem of her tight skirt swinging left and right with each step, sketching out a subtle, full figure. Her long, straight, and fair legs reflected a shimmering light in the dim morning sunlight indoors.

Wang Ziqin instinctively glanced over, forcing himself to look away and directing his gaze toward the serving counter, afraid of causing any unnecessary misunderstanding.

Most importantly, he couldn’t guarantee whether his wife had returned to the hotel or was secretly hiding in some unknown corner behind him.

The restaurant was lush with green plants, and the dining area was very private. If one were to hide behind a wall of greenery, unless someone was deliberately watching, it would be impossible to tell if there were people hiding behind it.

Besides, Helena was different from the new girls outside; she was an experienced old employee. Even without visual confirmation, she could sense which direction was being watched just by bodily perception.

As both the boss and a leader, he didn’t want to leave a bad impression on his employees, nor affect the reputation of Great Xia People, which would be counterproductive.

However, Helena, who was leading the way in front, didn’t think much of it. She was long accustomed to being watched, and it felt strange to her if no one was looking.

That’s exactly how it was now.

Noticing a glance swept past her from behind and never lingered on her again, she suddenly became a bit curious.

Even female customers walking behind her would inevitably evaluate her figure, let alone male customers, who would often let their gaze linger below the waist.

Could it be... this was the renowned Great Xia etiquette turned viral online?

No, that’s not it.

Recalling the few Great Xia tourist groups she had recently hosted, apart from being picky with certain dishes, their behavior didn’t seem different from diners from other countries.

If it’s not an etiquette issue, then what could it be?

It can’t really be that he’s uninterested in her type of woman, could it?

As a server, she encountered all kinds of diners every day and had developed a habit of analyzing unexpected situations in her head to better handle similar occurrences in the future.

It’s not that she was deliberately trying to attract men; after all, she also had a family and loved her husband deeply.

The main thing was that Western women had more open-minded concepts, were better at expressing their unique feminine allure, and often encountered inexplicable situations.

Before working at God’s Kiss, she had worked in various types of restaurants, from as short as two weeks to a few months, and concluded one thing from that experience.

The more seductive the employee uniforms in a restaurant, the better the business, but correspondingly, the higher the chances of female employees being harassed or drawn into unspoken rules by their bosses.

The work uniform at God’s Kiss was also a short skirt, but it wasn’t the revealing type, just purely seductive, akin to a blend of the OL uniform style.

The set she was wearing now was chosen by her and Dais from hundreds of templates, incorporating elements of seduction while mixing in a bit of summer style, a sensuality unique to beach holidays.

This uniform’s skirt was slightly shorter, just a fingertip longer than a miniskirt, not only perfectly outlining the graceful curves of a woman’s back but also easily attracting the gaze of the opposite sex while walking.

She had yet to see a man who wouldn’t stare while she wore this uniform.

Even a few chefs had initially sneaked glances at her from time to time, which was the peak moment of her confidence as a woman.

But at this moment... what exactly was going on?

She couldn’t figure it out, nor did she dare to directly ask the boss, so she could only walk along, lost in her thoughts.

Fortunately, the serving area was not far, just a dozen steps away, and she quickly gathered her thoughts to focus on the introduction.

"Here we have the cold dish section. Basil oil avocado potato salad and all kinds of bread are here, including yogurt and fruit, and so on."

Following her pointing finger, Wang Ziqin glanced up, seeing a large bowl of green and white mixed mashed substance piled into a small hill, inside of which numerous visible avocado chunks, as well as some green nuts and tomato bits, could be identified.

Next to this bowl of green potato salad, there were large cut lettuce leaves piled up for guests to pick and pair with the dish.

To the right was a three-tiered wood board area, showcasing a variety of baked goods.

Pink strawberry cream croissant sandwiches were at the forefront, with their powerful visual impact; no woman could resist the temptation of this thing.

Importantly, this was freshly made, not of the usual palm-sized portion but one that could be finished in two bites, making it extremely exquisite and cute.

In the basket beside were piled up six or seven long baguettes, the bottom covered with already sliced products, exuding a strong nut and dried fruit aroma.

Smoked spicy sausage pretzels, smoked salmon yogurt bagels with blueberries, pistachio matcha soft European bread...

The colorful array of foods came into view one by one, and Wang Ziqin’s eyes straightened as his mouth couldn’t help but start to water profusely.