Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe

Chapter 466 - 378: Cargo from Across the Seas, Marchello Comes Knocking

Thinking of this, he couldn’t sit still any longer and immediately picked up the phone by his side, casually pressing the number 3 key.

The call was answered after two rings.

"When will the shipment from home arrive?"

"What? It’s already being unloaded?"

"Get Radisson’s order ready, load it up as soon as possible. I’m heading over now."

He hadn’t expected that shipment to arrive so quickly, and hurriedly got up to walk outside.

The quantity of goods Lin Chen ordered wasn’t much compared to other clients, but it was comprehensive, covering everything from equipment to spices and ingredients.

"Who’s the driver delivering to Radisson again... Oh, it’s Xiao Hei!"

"Daniel!!!"

His shout echoed across the open and spacious warehouse grounds.

"Huh?"

Hearing his voice, Daniel hurriedly ran out, holding a box of fried rice, looking like he was having lunch.

"What’s up, is there an order?"

Recently, there haven’t been many runs to Radisson, so Daniel has been taking on other jobs to maintain his income.

"Radisson’s shipment has arrived, you were specifically responsible for deliveries there before, right? Once the goods are sorted, let’s head over together."

"Alright, alright!"

Upon hearing it was Radisson’s shipment, Daniel quickly nodded.

He’s also curious why the order volume there has dropped significantly lately, but as a delivery driver, it’s too sensitive a topic for him to ask about, so he keeps it to himself.

Luckily, if he delivers morning orders, he can sometimes grab some breakfast there.

The skills of those two new chefs are pretty good, cooking dishes he’s not had much before.

There are many workers sorting inside the warehouse, all gathered at the entrance, unloading goods from over a dozen giant trucks.

Due to the sheer quantity of goods on site, sorting took nearly two hours until Radisson’s shipment was finally ready.

Wang Aiguo personally counted the goods twice, ensuring nothing was wrong, then set off with Daniel in the truck.

Except for Radisson’s grand opening, he hadn’t been back there, unsure of what it had become.

With a Great Xia Head Chef serving strong flavors to foreigners, to say he’s not curious would be a lie.

From his experience, foreigners who can accept Chinese cuisine are rare, especially the more authentic it is, the lower its acceptance.

He’s eager to see just how authentic Lin Chen’s dishes are, and why they could cause such a stir among foreigners.

It’s Daniel’s first time driving the largest truck, his face showing a hint of tension, especially with the boss sitting beside him, his body straightened up.

Wang Aiguo glanced at him a few times but said nothing.

He knew this state wouldn’t last long; driving will tire him out, and within minutes, Daniel would naturally adjust his posture.

If you’re not nervous sitting by the boss, then there’s truly something wrong.

By the time they reached the parking lot in front of Radisson Restaurant, the time was near dinner.

Luckily, it’s a Sunday, the restaurant isn’t open, so there’s no worry about disrupting their work.

Having wrapped up and returned earlier, Lin Chen has been resting here for over two hours.

He’s not particularly tired, but Old Chen and Zhao Shun were worn out, falling asleep immediately upon returning, until now being awakened by him.

"It’s about time, wake up, don’t sleep anymore, or you’ll be restless tonight. Get up and move around, we’ve got a delivery to help with later."

"Unload?"

Faces full of confusion.

"Unload what? Tomorrow’s ingredients?"

"No, it’s the supplies I ordered from home, including equipment like the rice noodle machine and lots of domestic materials, which are hard to find here."

"They conveniently wanted to broaden purchasing channels, so they let me buy some to test the quality."

"Rice noodle machine?!"

Just hearing the name, Zhao Shun instantly woke up, eyes gleaming excitedly.

"Why, can you make them?"

"No," Zhao Shun shook his head, "but I’ve always wanted to try making Cantonese snacks, aren’t they quite famous too?"

"And while Suzhou-style pastries are popular home, Cantonese-style dim sum is famous abroad, if we can make them, we won’t have to worry about the buffet menu."

"You’ve really thought along the same lines as me."

Lin Chen nodded in approval, when he saw the rice noodle machine, he had ideas about making dim sum, and now Zhao Shun’s interest allows for deeper exploration.

If they could launch a dim sum buffet, the restaurant’s business could definitely rise further.

The premise is all dim sum and desserts must be handmade, not semi-finished.

In that case, two people might not be enough, they need to expand the team.

Just as he also has plans to expand further, it’s an opportunity for a second wave of recruitment.

As Wang Aiguo got off the truck with Daniel, Lin Chen saw him first surprised, his eyes narrowed, catching a hint of authority from him.

There’s only one person on the Shunfu management team that he knows.

He took the initiative to step forward and extended his hand early.

"President Wang?"

Wang Aiguo beamed with a big smile, also reached out his hand, and approached quickly: "Hello, hello, I’m Wang Aiguo. You must be Chef Lin, right? I’ve heard so much about you."

"Oh, stop it."

Lin Chen lightly patted his palm before grasping it and said with a smile: "We’re all abroad, let’s not do these over-the-top things, can we just keep it casual?"

"Hahaha, sure, sure. I don’t really like these formalities either. Since I’m older and thicker-skinned, I’ll just speak casually too."

Wang Aiguo was straightforward. He instantly shed that commercial demeanor, becoming very approachable.

He opened his briefcase and took out five red and five white sheets of paper, each pair stacked together.

"These are your orders. I personally checked each item before loading them into the truck. The quantities are certainly correct, you can rest assured about that. But I can’t test the quality. You’ll have to find out after using them."

"If there are any quality problems with the equipment or ingredients, please record them. When the time comes, report back to me, and I’ll refund everything at the original price."

"If there’s an issue with the equipment, we can ask Daniel to help bring it back, or I can see if I can find someone to repair it."

"Okay, that’s not urgent for now. It’s unlikely they would send substandard goods for export business, right?"

"That’s not exactly how it works."

Wang Aiguo shook his head, "There were no issues at the factory, but since it’s been transported across half the globe, it’s inevitable that there might be bumps or changes in air humidity and temperature during transit, causing potential issues."

"Plus, the equipment you bought is all small-sized and needs self-assembly, which increases the likelihood of problems."

Their casual conversation was interrupted as Zhao Shun and Chen Dongliang perceptibly hurried over to unload the goods with Daniel.

Though their languages were different, they seemed to work well together, communicating by gesturing and making agreeing sounds.

Due to the sheer volume of purchased goods, just the three of them weren’t enough to handle it all. Lin Chen quickly texted Dais and the four ladies to come down, and also messaged Nagishiro Sho and Raphael, the two chefs.

Speaking of which, he found it peculiar.

The hotel was surely full by now, and the two chefs clearly stated they’d join the pizza-tasting event tomorrow.

So where are they staying tonight?

Before long, six people came out of the hotel one after another.

Seeing the two chefs emerging from within, Lin Chen’s mind went blank, buzzing as if it crashed.

Could President Wang be hiding something?

"What? Where are we staying?"

Raphael stared at him strangely, pointing towards the second and third floors of the hotel.

"Haven’t you been to the massage area?"

"No," Lin Chen said, shaking his head in confusion.

"What? When did you turn into a workaholic? Relaxation and enjoyment are equally necessary!"

Nagishiro Sho, for once, agreed with him, nodding in affirmation: "That’s indeed true. A day of intense work, if not properly relaxed, can cause potential damage to your health."

"The hotel’s massage area also provides accommodation. As a management team member, you can enjoy this benefit for free, yet you haven’t been?"

Upon hearing the word ’massage,’ Su’s ears perked up, moving closer: "Yes, yes, you can stay there. I’ve had a Thai massage there before, it was quite comfortable. Back then, there weren’t many guests in the afternoon, now it’s very crowded."

Lin Chen scratched his head, grinning sheepishly.

How could he explain that his body had been fully strengthened, making this workload feel like nothing, not requiring a massage to relax?

That would surely get him sent for a mental check-up.

It’s better to just play it off and say he’ll go someday, find the time to try it out, so as not to seem abnormal and draw attention.

"Alright, I’ll check it out when I get the chance. For now, let’s unload the goods. Some frozen and chilled items need to be quickly moved into the cold storage. Both of you chefs are more experienced, please help check if there are any quality issues."

The two of them nodded, having deep interest in this mysterious shipment of Great Xia ingredients from across the ocean, eagerly wanting to get closer to them.

There were items among them that couldn’t be found anywhere in the Romantic Country, each bringing new inspiration to them.

The trip here had truly been worthwhile!

Everyone was busy unloading at the restaurant entrance.

A car approached from afar on the road at the entrance.

As it turned into the hotel’s entrance, it showed no intention of heading to the parking lot in the back, instead heading straight for the restaurant.

"Screech—"

With the sound of abrupt braking, the car came to a stable stop beside the truck. Marchello got out with a sullen face, slamming the door shut.

"Bang"

The sudden visitor aroused everyone’s curiosity.

Just a glance and the expressions on the three chefs’ faces changed instantly.

Early on, Lin Chen had already spotted Marchello’s face darkened like a pot bottom through the window when the car drove up.

After a brief pause, he instinctively glanced towards Raphael not far away, a playful smile appearing.

Seeing Raphael also notice the situation here, he further put down his work, ready to enjoy the ensuing drama.