As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned to look at Qin Huai's table. Only Qin Huai was surprised and looked up at Zhang Guanghang, his face full of: "Huh, can you order dishes in a set al?"
What's the big deal about ordering dishes, is it a hidden option, a golden hidden option?
The other guests also exclaid in surprise, whispering about how lucky these two young n were to be able to order dishes with their set al.
"What... what can I order?" Qin Huai asked hesitantly.
"You choose first, be bold."
Qin Huai: If I were to be bold, I might want to order braised shark fin rice.
Qin Huai frantically recalled the signature dishes of Fen Garden he saw on the way, countless dishes flashed through his mind, finally, the na of a very old signature dish appeared before him.
"Peach Blossom Soup... is that okay?" Qin Huai asked.
If you can really order anything, Qin Huai would love to be bold and directly order clay pot shark fin and Wanfu at, but he was a bit afraid of being kicked out. Given that Zhang Guanghang ntioned there wasn't enough beef, maybe Fen Garden wasn't fully stocked today, among the shiny signature dishes, the glazed crispy rice was undoubtedly a simple dish to make, yet tasty.
This was Fen Garden's old signature dish ant to dazzle foreign guests, and it barely qualifies as a staple. Qin Huai figured that rice might be out of the question, and having so crispy rice would also be nice.
Zhang Guanghang hadn't expected Qin Huai to order Peach Blossom Soup after contemplating for a mont. His originally stern expression softened a bit, he nodded and went back to the kitchen.
After Zhang Guanghang returned to the kitchen, the enthusiastic uncle at the neighboring table said to Qin Huai, "Young man, you've missed out. Vegetables and at at Fen Garden are delivered fresh twice a day, in the morning and afternoon, sotis they run short, but sea cucumber and abalone are always in stock. It's rare for shortages to occur that Master Xia allows you to order dishes. If you had ordered Braised Sea Cucumber with Scallions or Poached Abalone, Master Xia might really prepare them for you."
Qin Huai smiled shyly, showing a cooperative look of sudden understanding and a bit of regret: "I see, I didn't think of that earlier, thank you for the reminder."
The enthusiastic uncle expressed understanding: "It's normal that you lack experience during your first visit. You might not be so lucky next ti, be honest and fight for dishes."
After speaking, the enthusiastic uncle shook his head and said to his friend: "Such a great opportunity."
Zhang Guanghang returned to the kitchen to tell Xia Mubing about Qin Huai's order. Xia Mubing had an expression that said, "I knew it," and mumbled, "Really loves staple foods."
Soon, Zhang Guanghang ca out with the dishes, one for each table.
Qin Huai's table got braised prawns, the couple got Three Delicacies Stir-fry, the group of three got Egg White Crab at, clearly showing the differences in their dish-fighting skills.
While Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an were focused on peeling shrimp, the last dish for the other two tables was also served.
The last dish for the couple was Wanfu at. They didn't order soup, perhaps not fond of it or fearing they couldn't finish too many dishes. The group of three received a regular version of clay pot shark fin, with shark fin as the base and various ingredients on top, unlike the golden glow of braised shark fin that seed to carry a buff. Because the shark fin was stewed in clear broth, it looked rather plain and ordinary like a typical stew.
But the aroma was overwhelming.
The group of three's faces were practically overflowing with pride, especially when they saw Qin Huai and company craning their necks to stare at their clay pot shark fin, the satisfaction was maxed out.
Eating clay pot shark fin brings satisfaction and joy, but eating it while others watch doubles that satisfaction and joy.
As obnoxious as it sounds, it's just the truth, wealth not exhibited is like wearing fine clothes on a night walk.
If there's no audience while eating clay pot shark fin, and no social dia posts about it, it's as if the al was wasted.
The three held their bowls, indulging in the al with one chopstick after another.
Zhao Cheng'an, peeling shrimp, sighed with envy, "That's clay pot shark fin, such a large portion. It doesn't look like much but slls so good. Qin Huai, how delicious do you think that must be? What do you think it tastes like?"
Qin Huai, also peeling shrimp, couldn't imagine, answered: "I don't know, I've only had braised shark fin, and I think it's a different taste from braised shark fin, possibly two styles."
"Clay pot shark fin is more suitable for hot pot than mixing with rice."
Zhao Cheng'an: ?
Brother, are you even speaking human language?
Do you realize you've betrayed your class?
The couple glanced enviously at the neighboring table enjoying clay pot shark fin, but when they looked down at their own table's large, skillfully cut, richly sauced, fatty and lean balanced Wanfu at, just as savory and enticing, and then glanced at the young group eating mundane braised prawns, they felt much better.
Comparison indeed brings harm.
Even if they only had Wanfu at, their situation wasn't as bad as the neighboring table. Only having braised prawns, oil-drizzled silver carp, and saucy diced pork that are decent in a set al but dull when ordered separately. And missing the one good opportunity by ordering Peach Blossom Soup. In this light, suddenly their al seed not so bad.
Hehe.
The couple happily indulged in Wanfu at.
The air was filled with a variety of food aromas—the aty scent of Wanfu at, the domineering and fresh aroma of clay pot shark fin, slightly grave high broth aroma, the sweet fragrance of braised prawns, and...
Fresh out of the pot, the scent was rich and complex, initially hard to identify, but it slled delicious, surely a aty, savory dish.
The couple, having eaten half of the Wanfu at already, bit into the at, raised their heads in slight confusion, and instinctively looked over at Qin Huai's table.
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