Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 175 - 137: Going All Out for a Meal

"Isn't there a possibility that the hotel is over 200 meters away from here?"

Lin Chen looked at him like he was a fool: "Even if you shout until your voice breaks, people still won't be able to hear what you're saying."

"Doesn't matter~"

Lucas waved it off nonchalantly: "As long as they notice this side, it's fine. Who among the hotel guests doesn't know you've got a stall here? They'll come down naturally when they see it."

Unexpectedly, he was right.

Those two figures on the hotel balcony disappeared into their rooms at the same time, either hearing his shout or just happening to see the scene here.

A few minutes later, four figures walked toward us in pairs.

Couples again??

"Good morning, sir. It's so early, are you selling breakfast?"

"Incredible. No wonder they say Great Xia people are wealthy. If it were Westerners, hardly anyone would be willing to get up this early to work. You deserve every penny."

The first couple, or rather, pair of spouses that arrived seemed to be slightly older, at least over thirty.

It's hard to tell from appearances what their exact age is. Foreigners generally look older; it's easy to distinguish those under twenty, but once they're over twenty, their skin ages rapidly, turning wrinkly in no time.

I've met several like that before, looking almost forty but actually just twenty-five, making it super awkward.

"Good morning, both of you. Today we're selling the Great Xia version of Marseille Fish Soup, called Fresh Fish Puree Noodle Soup. Translated, it means fresh fish is used to make soup, which is then mashed into fish paste and paired with rice noodles."

"This pot of fish soup has been simmering for four hours, filtered more than three times, and the broth from three rounds of boiling concentrated into one pot. In addition, it comes with four kinds of seafood: salmon, cod, octopus, and mussels."

"A single serving sells for 25 euros, and the rice noodles can be refilled indefinitely. We also have a limited addition of salmon belly slices available, 2 euros each."

While introducing to the new guests, Lin Chen gave Lucas a look.

Having worked together before, Lucas instantly understood. He took a whiteboard from the car, detailing today's dish introduction before hanging it next to the window.

If such a complex introduction is done for each new guest wave, they'll end up doing nothing but talking.

Just as Lucas hung up the whiteboard, he suddenly realized.

"Hold on! How much? 25 euros??"

"We're going high-end today?"

According to Old Lin's average sales, daily orders hover around two to three hundred, with small pieces like grilled skewers selling even more.

If a single portion captures 25, selling them all potentially earns over six thousand?

He loves this kind of profitable business!

He kept quiet, silently cheering inside to avoid letting the guests catch on.

Hearing the price, the couples showed hints of surprise.

"Marseille Fish Soup originally sells at about this price, and many places don't offer additional seafood, just bread. You offer four types of seafood here?"

"How much does a bowl hold? Can we see the container?"

Lin Chen had already put two servings of noodles to boil when he saw them approaching, so when the time was just right, he scooped them into bowls, poured the fish soup, and topped them with various seafood.

"A bowl this big?"

The 500ml containers were packed full, particularly with the four types of seafood on top alongside chili powder and green onions, looking especially enticing. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The quantity in the two noodle bowls surprised the diners, expecting something similar to the shallow portion frequently served in restaurants, but it turned out much more than that.

By rough estimate, it's about twice the usual portion, indicating the value of this noodle soup greatly exceeds that of a typical restaurant.

Only 25 euros?

Such a good deal~

"Boss, can we buy these two bowls? Or are they reserved for someone else?"

"Made just for you, after all, there's no one else around here."

The couple looked up in surprise.

Made for them?

Doesn't that mean it was being made from the moment they spotted them leaving the hotel?

This Head Chef is so confident they'd pay for the food?

They exchanged glances, clearly having the same thought, while checking with the young couple behind them, who were in a similar situation.

"May we buy it, folks? If so, perhaps give one to you first? We want a taste before deciding on a second purchase."

"Sure, thank you."

They only arrived at the hotel last night, and the front desk had mentioned the situation here, stirring their interest in the restaurant chef who set up stall daily.

Most importantly, he sells Great Xia Cuisine, rarely seen here, unfamiliar among the locals.

While visitors like them find it noteworthy, Great Xia Cuisine has an audience in several cities with a notable reputation, so they've tried it before one way or another.

Both couples paid up, happily receiving their noodle soup and sitting at a nearby table.

The steaming fish puree emits a strong aroma, enticing saliva from their mouths.

Waking up, they're usually hungriest, and smelling such a flavorful scent, they couldn't help but indulge.

The slightly peculiar gray fish paste soup seemed odd in color but smelled incredible, so without further hesitation, they each took a slice of salmon, dipped it, and put it in their mouths.

"?!"

No exceptions, they reacted just like the couple before.

"Boss, another bowl, please!"

"We'll take one more too! Plus four extra belly slices!"