Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe Chapter 449 - 361: Scuba Diving? No Way, Gotta Eat First

I thought Nicole was in the middle of an argunt with Lucas and wouldn’t notice his little gesture at all.

But just a second after he gave a thumbs up, Nicole turned her head and winked at him, her lips curling slightly.

What seed like a normal gesture to others gave Lin Chen a sense of foreboding.

"Oh no, does she think I’m trying to flirt with her?"

Lin Chen’s expression changed slightly, sweat imdiately broke out on his forehead, and he quickly diverted his attention and focused on making the at bun flatbread.

He didn’t even know why he felt resistant towards Nicole, even though she was not bad-looking, could even be considered pretty, comparable to models like Dreya and Anna.

Moreover, Nordic people have a good standard of living and generous social welfare, and so far this girl seed to have a nice personality, but he wasn’t sure how she’d perform at work.

Considering everything, if he were just to date, she’d indeed be a good option.

Westerners don’t take relationships as seriously as Asians do; they try things out if they like each other, and so are bold enough to kiss on the first eting and even hit the sheets on the sa day.

He considers himself a very responsible person, more of the traditional type; if he’s going to date, he wants to do it seriously, aiming for marriage.

He can understand Western open culture, but it’s hard for him to accept.

Most importantly, he still prefers Panda girls.

Whether in communication or cultural beliefs, there’s always a sense of resonance; in comparison, dating a foreigner is really exhausting.

His work already occupies most of his ti, and he doesn’t want to sacrifice his limited off-ti to work out values with a foreigner.

If there’s a fight or sothing, it’ll profoundly affect work.

There’s really no need to complicate his life.

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, he felt this wasn’t going to work, he needed to clarify things with this girl quickly.

If she applied just to get close to him, resolving this potential hazard by having her leave might be the best option after all.

He doesn’t want personal life issues affecting his work.

Lin Chen’s stall at the dock selling at buns, biangbiang noodles, and grilled oysters had already been posted by Lucas on the Radisson forum and voting page last night.

By the ti he set up the stall in the morning, the forum post had accumulated over eight thousand likes and was still rising.

Even with so many likes, if one-twentieth of them actually show up, that would be quite a feat.

After all, there are only so many rooms at the hotel, with a limited number of guests.

Even if every guest ca to eat, the prepared stock would definitely be enough.

Compared to the various breakfast noodle dishes, the allure of grilled oysters for lunch is undoubtedly stronger.

If one ate too much in the morning, making it impossible to eat lunch, who knows when they’d get to try it again.

Recognizing this, he intentionally offered a wide variety of breakfast noodles, convenient to make, tasty, and sowhat thwarting so custors.

After a bit of noise, the crowd quieted down, mainly as tourists started to appear.

Six o’clock!

Yes, it’s six o’clock.

Even half an hour earlier than usual.

The foreigners aren’t foolish, especially the many regulars who are clear on the fact that waking up late ans an empty stomach, so they must co to line up early.

Especially today, it was a long-awaited fiery dish return day, ensuring business would be more booming than ever.

Su and Nicole weren’t idle, constantly helping out at both ends.

At the food truck, everyone was busy non-stop rolling flatbreads, while four female servers assisted in preparing two types of noodle sauces.

They even borrowed so tables from Rovena, setting them neatly in front of the food truck window, stacking sauced al boxes into small mountains, looking especially impressive.

This thod was taught to them by Lin Chen because in many food vlogs from those booming noodle shops, this is how they do it.

Once the custor orders the noodles, just boil them, scoop them up, throw them into the box, and voilà.

The custors can handle the mixing themselves, and after finishing, there’s no need to tidy plates or cutlery, super convenient.

Seeing more and more guests arriving, Rovena was so excited her hands were trembling.

On the decks of the boats at the dock, there lay employees who were rather bored.

They were waiting for the guests to eat and drink their fill so they could offer them sea tours.

Even starting work so much earlier today was no problem for them; they even hoped to go early, co back early, and have a shot at tasting the grilled oysters for lunch.

The originally empty dock in the morning was packed by not even seven.

All along the dock’s edge, diners sat with al boxes in hand eating noodles or clutching at buns biting into them, juice dripping as they chewed.

The tempting scene increasingly tornted the hungry tourists waiting in line, making them swallow repeatedly to soothe the craving inside.

Finally.

After a lengthy hour of waiting, Rovena welcod the first batch of eager tourists.

"Excuse , guests, are you interested in going sea fishing or trying diving and fishing?"

His gaze swept across the icy dessert boxes in their hands, his face filled with smiles.

"Can we try everything? How do you charge over here?"

"Of course you can, every boat here is equipped with professional divers and experienced captains, safety is absolutely guaranteed."

Rovena’s smile widened even more, and she changed the topic.

"If it’s just sea fishing, a single session lasts three hours. If that’s not enough, you can extend the ti anyti. The seafood you catch is yours to keep, you can take it with you or sell it to us, and we will purchase it at market price."

"However!"

"If you intend to dive and catch fish, we have a requirent here that within an hour before diving you shouldn’t eat too much, otherwise it might lead to dizziness, fainting, or anemia after diving."

"You all look like you’ve eaten quite a lot. It takes over half an hour by boat to the fishing ground, so if you want to dive, you need to rest on the boat for at least half an hour."

"Our instructors will assess your physical condition on-site to decide whether you can dive."

"If you don’t know how to dive, we have relevant training courses..."

Rovena thoroughly explained to everyone while distributing the fishing ground activity manuals, similar to those for the farms.

"Can’t dive after eating too much?"

This rule left the tourists stunned, instinctively looking at the icy dessert in their hands.

Hesitating for a mont, they eventually couldn’t bear to waste it and continued gulping it down.

"Then let’s not dive, just go sea fishing."

"Uh..." Rovena was montarily stunned, quickly adjusting, "No problem, you can fish for a while and dive after your food digests a bit."

"The scenery on the sea is certainly beautiful, but after seeing it for a while, it’s just that; the underwater landscape is more vibrant and colorful."

"Think about it, under the sea are colorful corals, various shapes of small fish schools; you might even see turtles, jellyfish, dolphins, and even hand-catch lobsters..."

"So how much is diving and fishing?"

"Diving costs 299 euros for two hours. Training and an additional hour cost 199 euros. We only charge for tool rental for fishing, around 10-20 euros. The caught seafood will be weighed based on the type, with a cultivation fee of 1-5 euros per kilogram."

Honestly, the price is quite normal, not really expensive, even cheaper compared to so popular tourist spots."

Several tourists quietly calculated on their fingers.

If diving, it takes half an hour to get there, an hour for training, two hours for diving, surely needs at least half an hour rest among it, coming back takes another half hour.

That’s four hours gone!

Any delays or lingering would easily add another half hour.

It’s a bit after seven in the morning now, by the ti we get back, it would be 12 noon.

Still able to have lunch then?

Usually, eleven o’clock is pushing it already, right?

"No way, no way, forget about diving, what about sea fishing? How much is the fee, and how long is it?"

Seeing the guests so firmly refusing to dive, Rovena was a bit reluctant to push further, only showing a sowhat forced smile.

"Sea fishing is much simpler. If you have your own equipnt, you only need to pay for the boat rental, fifty euros per person per hour."

"If you need to rent equipnt, prices vary from tens to hundreds depending on what you need."

"If fishing in random waters, the types caught are not guaranteed, purely random, no extra charge."

"If fishing in our fishing grounds, you can be taken to designated areas, with a 90% chance of catching designated fish species."

"And if you don’t catch anything..."

"Stop, stop!"

"We get the general idea, so let’s rent a boat for two hours and fish at a nearby spot with more fish, shall we?"

"Alright, sir, are you all together or...?"

Although Rovena scored the first sale of the day, she wasn’t particularly happy.

Not much money, just fishing alone, close proximity fishing, there’s hardly any profit.

Need to convince custors to go diving and fishing to earn more!

After sitting at the dock entrance for half an hour, several more waves of guests ca in successively.

Strangely, today’s guests seed to have collectively agreed, overwhelmingly choosing sea fishing, except for two couples that opted for diving.

But those couples already knew how to dive, no need for beginner courses, no need to rent diving equipnt, at most rent a spear or sothing, not much profit there either.

"Strange, what’s going on today? Could the increased visitors lead to lower precision?"

Rovena stared at the nearby dense crowd of diners, face full of bewildernt.

Usually, out of ten waves of guests, at least eight would choose diving, and most of the divers would choose added fishing.

He couldn’t help suspecting that the guests he served so far had co with a mindset of being here anyway, just casually experiencing a bit, mainly for the sake of having been here.