Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe Chapter 250 174: Which Idiot Forgot to Assign Chef Lin to Co

Philip echoed a few phrases, not expecting that the dispersing diners would actually head toward the other food trucks.

"See! Once there's nothing left to eat here, they go to the other ones!"

"It seems they're just a bit better than ordinary food trucks. If it were really delicious, and they only prepared such a small amount, everyone would surely protest."

"Right, exactly, that's definitely the case!"

The two calculated that from the ti they started dining until now, it had only been about an hour. Which food truck prepares just this amount?

"I heard these two chefs prepare buffet breakfasts and lunches. It's fine, we're not leaving until after ten tomorrow, so there's still a chance for to try that guy's cooking!"

Roderick directed all his grievances toward Lin Chen. There's no comparison to celebrities or professional bodyguards; only a chef is less intimidating.

Anyway, I'm not doing anything to him, just thinking his food might taste bad is harmless and not illegal.

If it doesn't suit my taste, could they even arrest ?

Just a few minutes after the diners left, Lin Chen had just finished cleaning up the food truck when a familiar sound suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding, the cumulative positive feedback rate during the raw food challenge reached 99%, mission accomplished!]

[Reward received: Food Truck Challenge Card *1, Potion Fragnt *1. Positive feedback rate above 95% upon settlent, extra reward of Food Truck Upgrade Card *1.]

Lin Chen remained calm, already used to not getting a 100% positive feedback.

Without a doubt, a few custors were dissatisfied because they didn't get enough to eat.

There's no helping it, that's how this line of work is. Make it taste bad, and it's a problem; make it taste good, and it's still a problem; custors always have all sorts of weird reasons.

But with raw marinated food, the tastiest parts, like crabs and shrimp, are raw. With a foreigner's sensitive stomach, eating too much could potentially be disastrous. He'd rather not have a 100% feedback and avoid any issues.

It's not just the foreigners; even locals find it intense, which is why it's paired with cooked shellfish and hot porridge to prevent digestive discomfort.

"Alright, move everything back to the kitchen. I can handle the washing; you guys can clock out and rest."

"No problem, chef. Washing these large bins is quick; just throw them in the dishwasher, and everyone helping will finish sooner."

Oh right, there's a dishwasher; he nearly forgot that he now has equipnt.

"Chef, are you setting up the stand tomorrow night?"

"What's on the nu tomorrow? I'm considering extending my stay by another day."

"Can you set up during the day? I need to leave in the afternoon and want to pack so food to take with ."

"Chef, are you cooking here every day? I live just across the sea, a quick boat ride over."

Besides typical tourists, there are quite a few folks from Fu Country here, just about an hour's boat ride over, very convenient.

Aside from work and travel, they're most passionate about discovering good food.

The delicacies of Fu Country, oops, the food, are acknowledged worldwide as ranking low, and even their own people don't deny it.

Across the sea is a culinary haven. Of course, they have to co over every now and then to treat themselves and give their taste buds a vacation.

"Yes, I'll be here every day for this period. But whether I'll set up the stand depends on how busy I am that day."

"This period?"

So of the more astute people imdiately caught the key phrase.

Does that an he might leave in the future?

"Hey, team leader, it's . I might have an urgent matter on my end and can't make it back, need to take a day off."

"Boss, I think I'm pregnant. Need to take a week off for dical tests."

"Honey, the port here is under a terrorist attack and sealed off by the police. I can't return yet, might need to stay for another day to check the situation."

"How could this make the news, you know, it's a scandal! Don't worry, the mont it's unsealed, I'll rush back—rember, keep it confidential."

"Principal, I'm experiencing hunting here, but got ramd by a wild boar and am now in the hospital, sorry. Yes, yes, I'd like to request three days off ... what? Give a week? That's great! May God bless you!"

Back in the restaurant, Lin Chen certainly had no idea so Fu Country fellows had gone completely nuts just to find food, and even the other diners sitting nearby listening to their phone calls were filled with disbelief.

"Damn Fu Country folks, not a word of truth from their lips!"

dron shook his head, signaling ng Qi to leave with him.

"Let's go, it's about ti to finish up in logistics and clock out."

Checking his watch, ng Qi saw it was 7:30, half an hour remaining.

Indeed, it's ti to prepare to clock out.

The two carried their electric batons back to the hotel reception, just about to pass by when the receptionist girls called out.

"dron, where's the food?"

"Huh?"

The man blinked, as if recalling sothing, and slapped his thigh.

"Damn! It's all that kid's fault, and that damn guy, I forgot!!"

The two receptionist girls returned to their seats, disappointed, rolling their eyes at him.

"No wonder you're single. Learn properly from Gray, you can't even handle sothing as simple as buying lunch, what good are you?"

They even notified him specifically to go to the scene, but after an hour he was there just to maintain order?

Everyone is here for food; do they need you to maintain order?

ng Qi looked around, seeming to understand sothing, leaned over the counter, and spoke softly: "No worries, next ti let know, I'll bring it for you. Chef was making pickled seafood just now, and things like raw shrimp, crab, salmon, abalone—absolutely delicious."

"Really?"

The two girls swallowed. They, of course, knew how great Chef Lin's cooking was. Breakfast and lunch were the highlights of their day.

Especially after seeing the food photos ng Qi just took on his phone, they didn't hesitate to pull out theirs.

"Let's add each other as friends, then. We'll handle the stakeouts!"

"Deal!"

This newbie knows to buy food, is dron, the long-tir, just full of water in his head?

"Hey, guys, good evening~"

Gray suddenly ca in through the back door, motorcycle helt under his arm, seeing ng Qi leaning on the counter exchanging contacts with the girls, imdiately gave him a thumbs-up with a grin.

"Way to go, ng Qi, already got numbers half a day in? And two at once?"

"Yep, they asked to help line up for Chef's food truck next ti."

"Oh~" Gray suddenly understood, "So it's...what's that?!"

Realizing suddenly mid-sentence, he rushed over to his side in a few strides: "Don't tell Chef is done setting up already?"

"Yep, look, I just had so. Ever had raw crab? It's like jelly, sweet and soft, in one word, nice!"

"Damn it, damn it!!"

Gray covered his forehead in frustration. He thought if he arrived half an hour early today, he'd definitely get Chef's foot truck food first, but it was already sold out?

"Why so early today? Weird. With Chef Lin's reputation and skills, he shouldn't finish with three dinner guests until at least eight?"

"Not sure, but by six or so he'd already set up, maybe the other Chef was requested by the dinner guests?"

"Would anyone hallucinate like that? If you've secured a dinner spot, wouldn't you search online for info?"

Sighing in annoyance, Gray realized no food had been bought, and it seed it was destined to be a rough night.

When Lin Chen carried a large bag filled with about ten boxes of marinated raw food to Lucas, he was at a beach barbeque party with Jade and Amber.

Not only them, but even George and Marian's family were there, while Jiang Shuqi had a pair of sunglasses on, lounging comfortably on a beach chair enjoying the sea breeze, an ice-cold waterlon juice on the table beside her, looking utterly relaxed.

"Hey! Lin, you finally made it!"

Seeing him, Jade warmly ca up to him, reaching out to take the bag, curiously peeking inside.