Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe Chapter 11: How Many for Takeout? Forty Servings?

Don’t even ntion tossed noodles, even soup noodles can be cleverly packed and taken ho by the smart Great Xia people without affecting their taste.

"So, beautiful lady, how many portions would you like to pack?"

Lin Chen displayed a charming smile.

Sister Haofang bought thirty at buns yesterday and ca back today for more, what does that indicate?

In just one day, even if not completely consud, most were already finished.

Three als in a day, ten buns per al, with kids eating one and adults eating two, there must be at least five or six people in her family!

Lin Chen felt like he had discovered a key point.

Foreigners may lack other things, but they certainly have many kids and nurous family mbers.

If he could offer more dishes focused on takeout, fulfilling tasks would be as easy as having a al, and earning four figures in one night would be a breeze.

Almost instantly, he ca up with a great idea.

Braised foods!

Foreigners, especially Westerners, rarely eat innards, and might never have the chance to try chicken feet or necks in their lifeti.

The only innards they might eat are foie gras or monkfish liver.

Of course, there are exceptions, as so regions and countries enjoy innards, though they’re relatively fewer.

Just as he was lost in thought, Marian counted on her fingers for a long ti and finally spoke up.

"Then let’s make it three... no, forty portions."

Lin Chen laughed and nodded vigorously.

"Alright, please wait a mont. It might take so ti to prepare."

The food truck had its own ice machine, which was filled with ice and mineral water.

Next ca the cycle of pulling noodles, cooking noodles, scooping noodles, and chilling noodles.

Due to the unique attributes of the noodles, they needed a second reheating at ho, so they shouldn’t be fully cooked now. Ideally, they should be half or seventy percent cooked.

When reheated next ti, they’ll be perfectly cooked, with the taste almost identical to freshly served noodles.

Lin Chen’s noodle-pulling actions might as well have been a juggling act for the foreigners, as many passersby stopped in curiosity to watch the process.

"What’s that guy making? Noodles?"

"Which country’s cuisine is this? How co there’s no nu?"

"Let’s not talk about anything else; the noodles people are holding look really good. Why don’t we buy a bowl to try?"

"It’s only five euros, quite cheap. Boss, give a bowl."

Lin Chen’s face showed an apologetic smile: "Sorry, you have to wait around ten minutes for the noodles. This lady just ordered forty portions to take away, so I need to finish them first."

"Alright... wait, what? Forty portions?"

"Yes, you heard it right - forty portions."

The man’s exclamation inadvertently spread the news.

In no ti, the news of soone buying forty portions of noodles to take away was spreading like wildfire.

Forget buying noodles, buying over five hot dogs, burgers, or sushi in one go is already rare; buying ten might only happen in a group purchase.

Forty portions of noodles? How delicious must they be?

Lucas and his friends were licking their bowls, contentedly wiping tomato sauce from their mouths as they exchanged glances.

"Lucas, you’ve changed."

Lucas: ?

"Great Xia’s food is so delicious, why have you never ntioned it?"

Lucas: "You didn’t ask, right?"

"We all thought you were having a tough ti in Great Xia, so of course, we didn’t dare ask, fearing you’d be upset - and you hardly ever sent any ssages."

"Uh... Oh right, Great Xia can’t use social dia from here, I almost forgot."

It took until now for them to discuss the topic, only to find it was simply a beautiful misunderstanding.

"Great Xia can’t use the software here? No wonder, every ti you go there, it’s like you disappear."

Everyone was an adult, having survived several years in society, so they quickly realized the dia might deliberately be saring Great Xia.

Coupled with the inability to exchange ssages between sides, it’s all free to manipulate.

Looking at the food truck already sward by tourists, Lucas still thought about his free al coupon.

With at buns first and three-in-one biangbiang noodles later, it proved this young man’s culinary skills were authentic.

Establishing a good relationship was definitely the right move; nobody should neglect their own stomach for pride.

"Hey!"

He leveraged his height to tiptoe, shouting in pure Great Xia Language over the crowd.

"Fellow countryman, strike while the iron’s hot; I’ll help you promote and attract people. Don’t forget what you promised yesterday!"

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Lin Chen hadn’t even managed to speak when he saw the guy raise his voice, calling out loudly - a certified social marvel.

He wanted to say yesterday was yesterday, and today is today.

Didn’t this guy see he was already so busy he couldn’t even drink water? Why would he need promotion? Trying to exhaust him?

But he couldn’t deny that this kid spoke Mandarin quite well.

The subway exit had considerable foot traffic, so there was no shortage of custors. Every food truck was busy making its own money without disturbing one another.

Yet, due to the forty-portion takeout order and the promotion by the "big loudspeaker," many hungry custors hunting for food flocked to that food truck, leading to dwindling business for nearby food trucks.

However, it was temporary, as foreigners’ enthusiasm for lining up was not as high as that of Great Xia people.

Seeing so many people, the interest evaporated, and they switched to buying familiar foods.

"Hey buddy, what’s that side selling that’s so popular?"

The boss selling Brasil Tacos and grilled burritos hearing this, curiously opened the truck door, then realized the bustling scene.

"Oh my god, when did a new guy arrive here?"

"Boss, you don’t know either?"

"No idea, the food truck’s view is limited, and cooking keeps busy; there’s no ti to handle so many things."

Brasil food enjoys international fa, especially tacos, which ensures this truck’s business is always good, with constant custor flow.

The boss looked at the crowd in front of the other food truck and then at the scene in front of his, revealing a trace of envy in his eyes.

Though his business was decent, it had never reached such levels.

What miraculous food was being sold there?

"Co take a look, authentic Great Xia cuisine, hand-made noodles on site, with soone driving two hours to get here and packing forty portions to take ho, guaranteed delicious~"

Just then, he saw a handso blond guy walking through the crowd, shouting loudly.

He carefully listened and suddenly understood.

Turns out it was Great Xia food!

He had heard of it previously but didn’t expect it to be this extraordinary. It seed like he should find ti to buy so and taste it.

Having visited the popular shop in Chinatown, he found the flavors quite remarkable, inspiring unique ideas and igniting his interest in Great Xia cuisine.