Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 658 - 598: Reversal—Making Wedding Clothes for Others

Allen instinctively licked his lips.

Sweetness is a flavor the brain enjoys; when you eat a delicious dessert, you’ll end up eating more, and when you come to your senses, you might find yourself a bit stuffed.

Having already eaten a lot at lunch, now here came a cake with particularly heavy cream, leaving a somewhat cloying feeling after consumption.

He glanced at the table subconsciously and was pleasantly surprised to find that more than half a cup of the peach oolong fruit tea remained.

The tea was initially quite hot, so he only had a sip; after finishing the cake, the temperature of the oolong tea had slightly decreased.

He held it to his lips to test the temperature; it was warm and slightly hot, just right. A slight tilt of his head and he finished the remaining half cup of fruit tea in one go.

The warm, sweet-sour and slightly bitter fruit tea flowed down his throat, instantly sweeping away the cloying sensation.

"Whew..."

Allen leaned comfortably back in his chair, feeling a warm and indescribable comfort all over, as if the afternoon sun were shining upon him. The refreshing yet sweet taste of the fruit tea lingered in his mouth, like a leisurely afternoon tea break amidst a busy day.

Wait...

Tea?

Allen suddenly froze. Now his mouth was filled with only the taste of this fruit tea, even recalling the flavor of that jelly-like thing, but he couldn’t remember the taste of that water lily cake at all!

The fluffiness seemed alright, the sweetness... what kind of sweetness was it? Light, sweet, or just right?

Allen couldn’t help but chuckle at Wang Fan, who returned an inscrutable smile.

I can’t see through you! Allen thought.

He understands me. Wang Fan thought.

Allen looked at Wang Fan, only to feel that this young man might not be as harmless as he seemed; his strategies were endless.

Did he plan this right from the start?

For a cream cake to prevent it from being overly greasy, the taste wouldn’t be made particularly outstanding, and for this reason, almost all cream cakes, regardless of their shape, don’t have much difference in taste.

When compared with ordinary desserts, there might still be some memorable points, but after finishing the cake, and then following it with a cup of strongly flavored fruit tea, whether the cake had a unique taste was entirely forgotten.

You even completely forgot the taste of the other dessert, so what else could you choose but the one with the deeper impression?

Allen closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair, his large hands helplessly massaging his brow.

Chen Guomin, who initially wore a face full of gloom, instantly brightened into a sunny expression after finishing the cup of fruit tea, his quick change as swift as the face-changing masters of Sichuan opera.

This kid is truly impressive!

No, Wang Fan, Master Wang, with these two desserts he’s made, he can definitely be considered a master-level pastry chef domestically.

Felix, looking shocked, was holding a tea cup, sometimes glancing at the cup and other times at the empty water lily sandwich cake tray. He really couldn’t understand why he couldn’t remember the taste of a cake he’d just finished eating.

Felix rarely drank tea; his afternoon tea was typically coffee and cake. The bitterness of coffee made the cake taste more luscious, and the memory more vivid, completely the opposite effect of this fruit tea.

"This is truly amazing, could he have used some magical Huaxia spell?"

At this moment, the camera remained fixed on the three judges, but each had completely different expressions, leaving the audience utterly baffled.

The one in the middle looked like a French culinary god; what’s with that furrowed brow? Remembered something unpleasant?

The one on the right, the German master, was full of questions, looking on like a curious baby. What’s he curious about?

The one on the left, one of our own, had a smile he was trying to suppress. Your mouth corner’s harder to hold back than an AK, did you think of something amusing?

"Hey, this is killing me, they’ve been done for so long. Hurry up and announce the result."

"Exactly, waiting with bated breath is so uncomfortable."

"Just say it, win or lose already! Stop stalling!"

"Haha, you can’t see it? The boss definitely won, otherwise, would Master Chen be so amused? Would the French culinary god look so troubled?"

"Eh? Isn’t that the boss’s wife? Any inside info to spill?"

"It is the boss’s wife, she must know the inside story, do tell, I’m so curious."

"It’s nothing really, after the judges finish the cake, they feel greasy, then after drinking the boss’s peach oolong tea, the memory anchor in their mind was just the peach oolong tea and the same Spring Water, as for the cake’s taste, it’s completely forgotten hehehe."

"??? There’s such an operation??? So Boss Wang’s choice to have them taste his first was actually a carefully laid trap?"

"Wait a second, how did he ensure the judges wouldn’t finish his peach oolong tea first? I know that drinking tea before eating dessert makes the dessert taste even richer."

Zhuo Qianqian typed with a mischievous smile on her face: "Because it was hot! Who could drink a whole cup of scalding tea at once? Didn’t you see him reheating the tea after brewing it? He served it hot, let them taste a bit, then eat the cake, and feel greasy. Oh, just right, the tea’s temperature lowers, drink it all at once, and that’s a closed loop!"

"Hiss..."

"What the... Watching a dessert competition now feels like watching an intrigue-filled palace drama?"