Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe

Lin Chen’s eyes swept over the numerous scattered and disordered parts on the ground one by one. The scene of the man assembling the gun played back in his mind like a slideshow.

What he needed to do now was simple: like a matching game, just pick up and assemble the parts with matching shapes that he remembered and saw in front of him.

He closed his eyes and silently settled for three seconds, and when he opened them again, they were filled with confidence.

He casually reached out and grabbed two parts, fitting them together.

"Click"

Then the second, third, and fourth pieces followed...

In just over ten seconds, the scattered parts were transformed back into the shape of a rifle, which Lin Chen held in his hand, playing with it freely.

"????"

"????"

Alex and Joshua’s jaws dropped to the ground, eyes full of disbelief.

"How is this possible?!"

Joshua snatched the rifle and inspected it repeatedly, looking at Alex with a strange expression, clearly unable to comprehend the situation.

"Mr. Lin must not be handling a gun for the first time, right? A retired soldier?"

"No," Wang Ziqin waved his hand, "This guy was washing dishes at the Amiens God’s Kiss Restaurant five years ago, he was only 20 then, hadn’t even been to college, graduated high school at 18 like normal, worked for two years, where would he have had time to be a soldier?"

"... This is obviously unreasonable."

Alex scratched the back of his head in confusion, "I’ve never seen someone who could completely assemble a gun after only seeing it once and doing it in less than twenty seconds, and I’ve been handling guns for nearly forty years."

"He never made a mistake the whole time, every part he picked up went into the right place, even an old hand who’s disassembled a dozen times might not fully remember all the steps."

"That’s right," Joshua nodded in agreement.

"That’s because you’ve never encountered someone from Great Xia."

Lin Chen had no good reason to explain it, so he casually made an excuse: "From kindergarten, no, from preschool, Great Xia people are required by parents and teachers to memorize all kinds of knowledge."

"English, math, language, and so on. We spend more than half our time growing up training our memory. Even in school, they test rapid memorization, like reciting an essay of several hundred words within half an hour."

"Compared to those, there aren’t that many parts here, right?"

"Jeez!"

Alex and Joshua looked dumbfounded: "Do you guys in Great Xia not have a childhood? It sounds too exhausting!"

"We didn’t have homework before high school, and in class, it was up to us whether we listened or not. We only really started paying attention after we got to high school."

"So your math skills are poor, you’ve learned nearly ten years less than us."

"... I really want to argue, but it’s true, I never passed math in school."

"We’ve sidetracked, let’s get back to the guns; he still has work later."

After witnessing Lin Chen’s terrifying memory, Joshua quickly adjusted his approach, spending five minutes demonstrating how to disassemble and assemble the other two types of guns.

As expected, Lin Chen got it in one go, without needing any more explanation.

"Let’s skip the theoretical parts; we’ll send it to your email later, check it when you have time."

Alex couldn’t keep his face straight anymore. If this continued, he felt they’d soon be drained, so he quickly raised his hand to call it off.

"Let’s start the shooting practice now, as this is the most important part of the assessment."

"For safety, we’ll use the shells on the rocks as targets."

Alex casually picked up the rifle, pulled a few bullets from his pocket and loaded them into the magazine, and scanned the rocks soaked by the waves not far away before raising the gun leisurely.

"Bang"

Fragments of the white shell flew everywhere with a muffled roar.

The man, smiling, handed the gun to Lin Chen: "This is the safety; when you’re ready to shoot, just release it and pull the trigger. You’ve played shooting games, right?"

"At this close range, you don’t need to consider wind speed, just point and shoot..."

"Bang—"

"...Looks like the distance isn’t a problem for you, did you see the sea urchin on the small rock behind?"

"Bang—"

"...Try the sniper rifle next; its scope is different from a rifle’s, you’ll need to slightly elevate it based on distance, which takes experience to master."

Half an hour later.

Alex and Joshua walked out from the cliff with gloomy expressions, carrying gun bags, followed by Wang Ziqin and Lin Chen, both looking like they wanted more.

"Splash~"

Wave after wave crashed against the jagged rocks, washing off the remaining shells from the white pits. Many fragments floated on the sea near the shore.

"Let’s go back and print your credentials, see you tonight."

The two didn’t know what else to say at the moment, so after a simple farewell, they headed towards where the car was parked.

After a few steps, Alex suddenly turned around: "If it’s convenient, bring some cooking tools and seasonings. It’s been a long time since we’ve cooked outdoors, and it’s on Morris Farm, no one will bother us."

"Alright, don’t worry, you two, be careful on your way back~"

Lin Chen waved to them, watching their figures recede, and exchanged a glance with Wang Ziqin, the corners of his mouth slowly lifted.

President Wang jokingly said with a smile: "Not bad, kid, didn’t think you had a talent for guns. Those two old guys are probably going to be depressed for a while."

"It’s just a good memory, still young after all."

"So, you’re saying I’m old?"

"I didn’t say that, but the fact is you’re a year older than me, and you have a wife."

"Say another word and you’ll see! I’ll beat you up!!"

Just as Wang Ziqin raised his fist to strike, Lin Chen lightly added: "If you beat me up, I won’t have your nourishing soup tonight. You know, deer meat is invigorating from head to toe."

"...Can we grill kidneys?"

"If we catch it, we’ll grill it."

"I’ll let you off this time."

...

At around seven in the evening, Lin Chen, having just finished his dinner duties, didn’t rest but quickly opened his computer, pulled up the ad he had edited during the last recruitment, made some changes, and posted it again.

He didn’t expect that after hiring people, the restaurant’s progress would speed up so much, but this was a good thing. It meant people really liked the food here.

To let foreign customers enjoy a wider variety of flavorful dishes, the kitchen team had to expand again. This time, more pastry chefs needed to be hired to work with Zhao Shun on baked goods, and they could also launch a dim sum buffet.

After posting the job notice, he quickly started gathering tools and seasonings to show off his skills to the Hunters later.