Chapter 302: "Do You Not See the Yellow River's Water Coming Down from Heaven?"

To Chocolate's surprise, the seemingly ordinary tent from the outside turned into an elegant, luxurious little palace once she stepped inside!

The tent didn't feel makeshift or cheap at all. Its layout and decorations were vibrant and dynamic, with large areas of colorful design and intricate details that showcased the unique cultural charm of each hotel, all within the dome-shaped space.

Unlike the bustling and noisy tents of Dream Sea Amusement Park,

This place was quiet and had few guests.

Soft, lively drumbeats played in the background. Some guests lounged on beautiful sofas sipping coffee, others enjoyed meals behind privacy-providing bamboo screens, and some were simply savoring desserts.

What impressed Chocolate the most was the golden opera house restaurant in the center of the tent!

Amidst the elegant dining areas of various hotels, a four-story opera-house-style dining table stood out majestically!

With jade-like columns, porcelain-white spiral staircases, and a clean blue-and-white color scheme, it completely captivated Chocolate's attention.

"My goodness... this is so extravagant!" Chocolate's eyes widened.

In contrast to this golden opera house, the other dining areas instantly seemed ordinary and merely decorative.

"Which hotel is this?!"

Chocolate hurried over and was astonished to find that this was the dining area of Langai Hotel.

"Hello, are you dining alone?" A clear and enthusiastic voice called out.

Chocolate turned to see a tall, slender waiter in a white shirt and black pants smiling at her.

"Yes!" Chocolate nodded. "Oh! By the way, I'm a guest at the hotel."

She quickly reached into her bag to take out her membership card.

The waiter smiled and said, "There's no need for a room card. Whether you are a hotel guest or not, as long as you are here, you are our esteemed guest."

He then whispered, "However, hotel guests receive an additional complimentary dish with each meal."

"The fourth floor has the best view. Shall I take you there?"

Chocolate was a bit puzzled.

A tent with a view?

Was it because the height allowed a clear view of the other hotels' decorations?

Curious, Chocolate followed the waiter up the spiral staircase to the fourth floor.

Despite being a four-story dining area, it was within a tent, so the height was limited.

To ensure a pleasant dining experience for the lower floors without a claustrophobic feeling,

Each dining area had an open middle, with only the fan-shaped parts containing tables and chairs.

On the pure white dining table, there was a crystal dolphin leaping out of the water.

As soon as she sat down, she completely understood what was meant by "the best view."

The entire kitchen was enclosed with transparent high-grade plastic walls, allowing a clear view of every chef's cooking actions from above.

From stretching noodles, plucking vegetables, chopping potatoes on the cutting board, washing dishes, to flipping woks, cutting steaks, chopping fish, and drawing with squid ink on plates,

Chocolate focused directly on the baker in front of the oven, who was carefully garnishing dessert plates!

At a glance,

The baker was stuffing buffalo mozzarella cheese into tomato jelly, paired with Nanjiang's coconut milk ice cream and honeycomb meringue, seemingly preparing an ice cream dessert.

"Such steady hands!" Chocolate couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hello, here's the menu." The waiter spoke elegantly, with one hand behind his back.

"Let me see." Chocolate reluctantly tore her gaze from the baker and looked at the menu.

She had just eaten a heavy meal in the morning, and although she was a bit hungry now, she only wanted something light.

Flipping through the menu,

Chocolate pointed to the highly recommended dish on the first page, saying, "I'll have the 'Do You Not See the Yellow River's Water Coming Down from Heaven'."

"Very well, please wait a moment."

The waiter took the menu and turned to walk downstairs.

Chocolate seriously watched every movement of the baker.

"No wonder he's the pastry chef who created the starry sugar-frosted cookies; every move is so beautiful..." Chocolate couldn't help but sigh.

Although it was unethical to spy on another chef's recipes,

The opportunity was too rare, and Chocolate couldn't resist her curiosity.

"Come on..." After watching for a while, Chocolate was a bit disappointed.

"Many small items are pre-made by him, so just by looking at the shapes, it's impossible to tell what ingredients they are!"

Although the transparent theater-style kitchen provided guests with a clear and comprehensive view of the kitchen work,

It also came with the risk of recipe theft.

Soups, stews, and sauces for steaks were pre-made, so there was no worry.

Xu Bo's noodles relied on skill. Even if you could watch, you wouldn't be able to replicate the texture and taste.

As for chopping boards, sashimi, and plating, these were purely technical talents.

Aside from exclamations of "Wow" and "Awesome," there were no other words to express intense emotions.

Except for baking.

Every detail of dessert making, including flour, cream, baking, and ingredient quantities, was fully exposed to everyone.

Especially his starry sugar-frosted cookies, whose specific ingredients and recipes were highly sought after by many baking enthusiasts.

They all wanted to bake them personally.

To protect his hard-earned recipes, the baker and Xu Bo decided to pre-make some critical frostings, sugar crusts, and other flavorings.

So when serving, they only needed to sprinkle the pre-made items on top.

Just as Chocolate was anxiously trying to steal some techniques, a sudden "splash" sound came from above.

"Is it raining?"

Chocolate looked up in confusion.

The next moment, the silver strips hanging around the golden opera house restaurant began to shine.

Water from all directions gathered at the top of the golden opera house and suddenly fell, like countless white horses galloping down, majestic and grand, even filling the air with mist.

"Is this... a tsunami??"

Chocolate's pigtails almost stood on end in shock.

The rushing water cascaded from above, soaking the first-floor dining area, and waves surged toward the central kitchen counter.

In an instant, the waves intertwined perfectly with the noodles being tossed in mid-air by the kneading chef.

It was as if the chef in the kitchen had broken the waves and kneaded them into fine strands of noodles.

With a casual flick, the noodles were tossed into a pot beside him to cook.

The waves vanished instantly, and everything returned to normal.

"This..."

Chocolate looked at the silver strip beside her, her mouth wide open in astonishment.

"Are these noodles... the Yellow River's water coming down from heaven?"