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Chapter 112

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In the afternoon, Qin Huai was surprised to find that Chen An hadn't left after work.

Ouyang had been sitting in the canteen since 2 o'clock, skipping work entirely.

Chen Huihong and Chen Yingjun arrived early, found a good seat by the window, and brought their own melon seeds and snacks. Chen Yingjun even brought two packs of spicy strips.

The afternoon tea chat group led by Xu Tuqiang and Grandpa Cao also arrived very completely, and Grandma Ding even brought her husband to join.

Grandpa Wang Gensheng and Chen Juan were even more inexplicably walking in the afternoon, walking all the way from their own residential complex to the Yunzhong residential complex, sitting in the canteen, and squatting.

Of course, these actually don't count as anything.

The most heavyweight ones were Luo Jun and Qu Jing, who came twice a day. The former visited again at 3 o'clock in the afternoon after drinking tangerine peel tea at 8 o'clock in the morning. The latter, after a surprise encounter with Master Xiao Zheng in the morning, relied on her night shift to sit until 10 o'clock in the morning, waiting for the crisp cakes to come out of the pot and returning fully loaded, appeared again at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, making Qin Huai suspect whether she was on vacation today.

Qin Huai not only suspected, but he also asked.

"Mr. Luo said his waist was uncomfortable today, suspecting that there was a problem during the last physical therapy, and he was unwilling to let the rehabilitation doctor come to his home. He specifically requested me to come and check the situation, so the hospital sent me out for a diagnosis." Qu Jing stood at the window, bowing her body, wearing a mask and explaining. From a distance, she looked very much like an underground worker meeting someone.

Qin Huai understood. Luo Jun used his traditional skill: medical trouble.

"Qin Huai, are you making grapes?" Qu Jing looked at the dough in Qin Huai's hand and pointed to the one in Zheng Siyuan's hand. "Why do I feel that the grapes you made are different from the ones Master Xiao Zheng made... Are you making raisins?"

Qin Huai:...

Qin Huai could only say that Qu Jing had the art of language, but not much.

Qin Huai knew why there were so many people in the canteen this afternoon.

It must be because of Qin Luo's 3 Moments posts yesterday.

Qin Luo was a middle school student who loved adding people on WeChat during the summer vacation, and now she is a high school student who loves adding people on WeChat.

What changed was her academic qualifications, what didn't change was her passion.

During the summer vacation, Qin Luo added almost all the WeChat accounts of the canteen's regular customers. At that time, the diners led by Grandma Ding who bought steamed buns for their grandchildren were still trying to bribe Qin Luo to let Qin Huai make the steamed buns their children loved to eat, and they were very active in liking Qin Luo's Moments.

At that time, Qin Luo posted on her Moments every morning and forenoon, all of which were photos of dim sum. Those who didn't know would have thought it was the official account of the Yunzhong Canteen, making her cousin far away in Qu County drool two jin.

Now that Qin Luo has started school, she posts less on her Moments, but everyone still treats her Moments as an official account.

Yesterday's apple dough fruit shocked everyone.

When normal people brush this kind of Moments, their first reaction is 'damn, awesome'. But the diners of the Yunzhong Canteen led by Grandma Ding, when they brush this kind of Moments, their first reaction is 'how much is it, I have to buy one to taste'.

As the saying goes, it's better to act than to be moved. Everyone acted this afternoon.

Zheng Siyuan originally planned to make peaches and red dates today, but changed it to grapes and dates at Qin Huai's suggestion.

It's not that grapes are more delicious than peaches, but grapes are easier to sell in volume.

Qin Huai knew very well that dough fruits would one day become a random drop in the canteen in the afternoon. Now he is in the learning stage, helping Zheng Siyuan as an assistant. When his finger techniques reach the intermediate level and the numerical panel is not so ugly that he can barely make them, that will be when the canteen starts to have fixed random drops.

Luo Jun's task must be completed.

Qin Huai felt it was very necessary to let the regular customers of the Yunzhong Canteen taste the taste of proper dough fruits first, and then taste his own random drops, so as not to ruin the reputation of dough fruits in the future.

Zheng Siyuan didn't care about this at all. He opened a pastry shop at the entrance of the residential complex in Gusu, essentially because he liked making and selling them. He enjoyed the process of making dim sum, and even more enjoyed the feedback process of customers buying dim sum and giving good reviews.

These regular customers of the Yunzhong Canteen were all very good at giving good reviews. If it weren't for the old customers of the pastry shop he couldn't bear to leave, Zheng Siyuan even felt that it wouldn't be bad to come over and work for two years.

Progress together with Qin Huai.

Qu Jing, as the only customer in the canteen this afternoon who didn't come for the dough fruits, stood at the window and chatted with Qin Huai for a few words. After confirming that Luo Jun was just purely making medical trouble and didn't really have a problem with his waist, she sat back at Luo Jun's table with a clear mind, leaving Qin Huai to continue struggling with the dough.

Yes, struggling.

Today's Qin Huai and yesterday's Qin Huai were simply two different Qin Huais.

Yesterday's Qin Huai was like a god helping him when making apple dough fruits, almost making Zheng Siyuan start to doubt life.

Today, the situation was a complete reversal. Qin Huai first had a slight flip when making red bean paste buns in the morning, and then couldn't find yesterday's feeling when making grape dough fruits in the afternoon. Grapes are small and round, and they look like the easiest dough fruits to make.

But Zheng Siyuan said that the difficulty of grapes is actually far above apples. Just as there are no two identical leaves in this world, a chef cannot make two identical grapes when making grape dough fruits.

The degree of expansion of the dough during the steaming process is different, so the steamed grapes naturally cannot be exactly the same. But when a chef makes them, they cannot all follow one mold. It is best to have large and small ones, so that the finished product can be arranged into a complete bunch of grapes to make a shape.

Qin Huai felt for the first time that kneading dough was so difficult.

For the first time, he felt that his 10 fingers were not completely controlled by his brain.

Brain: Got it?

Fingers: Get lost!

Flipping over is a common occurrence.

But flipping over after experiencing success will make one look a bit embarrassed.

Especially since this success was photographed by his own sister and posted on Moments, blowing a bunch of rainbow farts and giving a 15-star review, flipping over again will make one look very embarrassed.

Qin Huai looked around at the very familiar diners in the lobby, and then looked at the grape dough in his hand that he had tried hard but was not very satisfactory, and asked Zheng Siyuan sincerely:

"Siyuan, do you think it's too late to make apple dough fruits now?"

Zheng Siyuan: "... It's not too late."

Zheng Siyuan silently looked at the grape dough in his hand and also felt a bit flipped.

The filling of dough fruits is not like the filling of five-diced buns that needs to be stir-fried and stewed, with a series of troublesome processes. The difficulty of dough fruit filling lies in the combination of materials.

The most difficult part had already been conquered by Zheng Siyuan's master, Master Jing, in advance. All Zheng Siyuan had to do was copy the formula.

In fact, most of the dough fruits sold on the market today use a unified date paste filling for convenience. No matter what shape of dough fruit the customers eat, they are essentially eating dates.

Zheng Siyuan urgently made a batch of apple dough fruit filling, and Qin Huai returned to his old trade, pinching apples, and regained yesterday's feeling.

"You really haven't done this before?" Zheng Siyuan couldn't help but ask again.

"No, but I think what you said makes a lot of sense. Apples are indeed the simplest dough fruits, much easier to make than grapes!"

Qin Huai felt that he should listen to Zheng Siyuan more in the future. These pastry chefs from professional classes are professional when they teach!

Zheng Siyuan:...

The apple dough fruit I said was the simplest dough fruit, meaning for me... I meant I was better at... dough fruits themselves are not simple... when did apple dough fruits become associated with simple... no, I am...

Zheng Siyuan felt that he had better not speak.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, apple dough fruits and red date dough fruits were out of the steamer.

After seeking Zheng Siyuan's consent, Qin Huai informed everyone that the dough fruits this afternoon would not be charged, counting as an epic-level feedback.

After all, those who can see Qin Luo's Moments are the core customers of the Yunzhong Canteen.

Who let Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan not decide on the price yet.

Zheng Siyuan has been opening a pastry shop for so many years and has never sold dough fruits, so he doesn't know the price at all.

Chen Yingjun, as the financial backer, received 11 dates and 4 apples.

Chen Yingjun's wife, Hu Yue, also came.

Hu Yue looked at the dough fruits on the table and was a bit strange: "Yingjun, didn't you say Master Xiao Qin and Master Xiao Zheng are making other dough fruits today? Why are there apples?"

Chen Yingjun had already picked up an apple dough fruit and was gnawing on it, saying vaguely: "Chef's business, don't worry about it."

"Just eat it."

(End of chapter)

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