Free Web NovelChapter 505: Chapter 417: After Half a Day Hungry, If It’s Not Tasty, I’ll Really Complain
Previously, he had almost no contact with the Great Xia people, and barely with the Kimchi People and the Sakura People as well.
The Asians he had the most contact with were Ah San and Filipinos, and people from Thailand, these three places.
This was because most of the people who applied for dishwashing and miscellaneous jobs were from these places.
"Strange, I usually don’t see Lin eating a lot of meat. Could it be that it’s just a bunch of meat-loving diners this time?"
Jonathan shook his head and quickened his pace towards the back kitchen.
If they keep taking meat like this, the two trays we just put up won’t last long, and the New Zealand lamb racks also need replenishing.
Fortunately, the roasted meat is very filling. Once we send off this group of Great Xia people, there won’t be any worries left.
A few white diners who had already come in to dine were leisurely enjoying their salads and thick soups, when they saw a few Great Xia people returning with plates piled high like mountains with roasted meat.
The scene was simply too striking, and everyone’s eyes followed them instinctively.
For a moment, all the white and black people in this area were staring at a few tables of Great Xia people.
They noticed that these tables of Great Xia people were actually piled with bones, and all were thick ones.
Obviously, they were all bones from pork ribs or lamb chops, those kinds of sizeable bones.
And the waitstaff hadn’t yet come to clean the plates. From the plates left uneaten on their tables, no one had taken salad or thick soup snacks at all.
Just eating meat?
Then why come to a buffet, why not just go to a barbecue restaurant?
To them, such behavior seemed very unreasonable.
This is a restaurant under a high-end five-star hotel. Although the restaurant isn’t rated as such, the dining environment and decor make everyone assume it is a high-end restaurant. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
At a high-end restaurant buffet, you should pay attention to image, be elegant, be graceful.
This group of Great Xia people acting like they’ve never eaten meat before, grabbing only a few types of meat, is very low class!
These thoughts could only stay in their minds, as even if someone wanted to say something, they didn’t have the courage.
It’s a buffet, after all, there’s no explicit rule on how you must or mustn’t eat.
As long as you don’t waste, within the time limit, you can eat however you like.
If this had happened before, some people might have thought it was because Great Xia people hadn’t eaten human food before, and took the chance to go abroad to get their fill of delicious food.
No one thinks like that anymore.
Since Chef Lin can create so many delicacies, it indicates that Great Xia’s development is quite good, and there couldn’t be a situation where there’s no meat to eat.
Moreover, videos uploaded by Lucas on his personal page, which include snippets related to delicacies, including many local Great Xia video clips, have to some extent broken foreign people’s misconceptions.
While delicious roasted meat was being snatched up over there, Sergy stood a few meters away at a temporary stand outside the serving area, staring longingly at the mountain of meat on those trays, gulping.
His girlfriend joined Chef Lin’s team, so he instinctively thought the food on this side was of better quality than the buffet on the other side.
Besides, today they’re selling his favorite pizza here, leaving no extra room for roasted meat.
Anyway, his girlfriend works here every day, and the buffet changes menus weekly, so there’s plenty of time for him to enjoy slowly, no need to worry about missing out on the food.
Initially, there was some discontent in his heart about his girlfriend secretly working without telling him, but after queueing for a while in the restaurant, his mindset slowly changed.
The environment here is so good, and the wages and benefits must be great, otherwise it wouldn’t attract his girlfriend to work here.
And since Su started working, as her partner, he could not only waive the accommodation proof, saving hundreds of euros in costs but also enjoy these delicacies at half price.
Most importantly, no one would nag him about gaming anymore!
Even if he played from dawn till dusk, no one would care!
The more he thought about it, the more excited he got, his whole face flushed red, his eyes filled with hope for a beautiful future.
The pizza here is freshly made and baked, all in front of the diners, so it’s inevitably a bit slower.
If it were something else, diners might complain a bit, but not with pizza.
Everyone knows that pizza making is time-consuming and laborious, so they’ve prepared themselves mentally, patiently queuing while watching the chefs make pizza on the spot.
These are Great Xia-flavored pizzas, completely different from the ones they usually eat, and even have some unknown sauces added to the edges, made into unique shapes.
The only slight regret is that there isn’t a professional pizza oven here, and the finished dough has to be sent to the back kitchen for baking, meaning they can’t see the pizza fresh out of the oven.
"Number one, number two, number three, please come over to pick up your pizzas."
As a faint aroma wafted over from the back kitchen, Dais immediately waved to the queue.
The three diners, who had long been craving, perked up and strode forward, eagerly watching the man pushing a cart from the kitchen.
"Snap—"
Zhao Shun tossed three rectangular metal baking trays on the counter, each filled with pizzas of four different flavors.
He picked up the pizza cutter nearby and deftly sliced them a few times until they were all divided.
Elsa, who was waiting beside, had already put on gloves, and she carefully lifted each pizza, placing them into the prepared boxes, then inserted a small round plastic pillar in the middle.
The aromas of various pizza flavors mingled together, yet they couldn’t overpower the distinctive sweet scent of durian.
Fortunately, the unique stink was somewhat diminished; otherwise, these diners would have been scared away.
Most tourists traveling here are groups of at least two, with very few solo travelers, so even though they called numbers one by one, the line moved faster than expected, at least double the speed.
The three diners at the front of the line included a couple and a family of four.
After getting their pizzas, they eagerly grabbed the paper bags and dashed outside, also buying a few cups of iced cola to take along, planning to find a nice spot on the beach to enjoy their meal.
Sunshine, sea breeze, golden sands, a bright blue sky, freshly baked pizza, and chilled cola—nothing could be more suitable for a vacation.
Sergy stepped forward eagerly, craning his neck to watch Lin Chen’s actions, occasionally glancing toward the kitchen, as if his pizza could appear there at any moment.
"Chef, how long until the next batch of pizzas is ready?"
Watching Lin Chen and the middle-aged man beside him skillfully roll the dough into balls and spread various sauces and toppings like they were creating art, made Sergy hungrier, with his stomach rumbling non-stop.
Lin Chen didn’t even look up, grabbing a handful of shredded mozzarella cheese and scattering it on the pizza surface, then taking the metal round baking tray holding the pizza base and tossing it onto a rectangular tray beside him.
"Soon, we bake three orders at a time. Once these three trays are filled, it means a new batch of pizzas is about to be ready."
As he tossed pizzas onto the tray, Old Chen quickly completed another pizza as well.
The two of them swiftly grabbed another round tray from the side, laid a pre-rolled dough over it, and continued spreading the sauce.
Zhao Shun wasn’t idle either; after cutting the pizza, he joined them to help make more.
Sergy had originally wanted to ask more questions but seeing how busy they were, he instinctively turned to look back at the path he had come from, as if he could see the endless line outside through the greenery and glass walls.
Considering each number was buying four pizzas, the workload was indeed quite ridiculous.
Fortunately, the Great Xia pizzas they made were relatively small, just about a palm’s size larger, estimated to be only about eight inches after baking, which was much smaller than the smallest size at a normal pizza shop.
Two such pizzas roughly equaled a normal ten-inch pizza?
Sergy thought so and suddenly felt that four pizzas weren’t that many—he could finish them in two meals by himself.
His girlfriend had ordered him two doubles, just the right amount for one meal.
Having little concept of such measurements, he quickly put it all aside and waited patiently for his pizza.
At Lin Chen’s side, with the three people working at full speed, they could produce about three pizzas a minute.
It took about four minutes to fill all three trays.
Old Chen rarely operated ovens, and with the kitchen using advanced ovens here, he swapped places with Zhao Shun, with Old Chen making pizzas and Zhao Shun handling the taking and placing of the pizzas.
In his opinion, pizza was just about spreading toppings on the surface of the crust, something you could learn by watching once, with no technical skill involved.
Watching Zhao Shun push a cart of raw pizzas disappear into the kitchen entry, Sergy and the few diners behind him began to swallow their saliva simultaneously.
Indeed.
A few seconds later, another wave of rich wheat aroma mixed with cheesy, milky, and sweet durian fragrance wafted over.
There was no need for Dais to call out; the diners with numbers four, five, and six left the line instinctively and quickly walked over to wait for their orders.
Sergy clutched the number four card tightly, his palms slightly sweaty.
He had been hungry since the morning, not taking a single bite, just to have this pizza.
If it wasn’t good, he swore he would curse!
That fruit called durian really stank; the closer to the prep area, the more apparent the smell was, but it wasn’t so bad after baking.
His girlfriend hadn’t warned him; she ordered the double portion for him directly, which meant she had already tasted it, and it was good, or she wouldn’t have bought it for him.
With a few swift cuts from Zhao Shun, Elsa, already holding a spatula, quickly scooped it into the boxes, with Dais handling the packing.
"Order number four’s two doubles, please take them, along with your drink cup."
Dais took the number card from Sergy’s hand and handed over the packed paper bag, also grabbing a large cola cup from the side and placing it in the bag.
