Chapter 187: Eat

The grandpas and grandmas in the cafeteria could stubbornly say they weren't hungry, but Qin Huai's dim sum had to continue to be made.

Ever since Qin Huai's leavening reached advanced level, his speed of brushing leavening proficiency not only didn't decrease but increased instead.

The quality of the dough usually played a decisive factor in the quality of dim sum. Crab roe shumai, which was an extreme dim sum that basically only added skill points to filling adjustment, was a minority. San Ding Bao, which required comprehensive development of multiple skills, was the norm.

When Qin Huai was kneading the dough for crab shell yellow, Pei Xing was also secretly watching from the side. He didn't know why, but he felt that Qin Huai's state of kneading the dough was very normal now. When he was kneading the dough just now, he seemed to have mastered some magical technique. Not only were the movements relatively flashy, but the quality of the dough kneaded seemed to be better.

Pei Xing and Li Hua worked very efficiently. Soon, the various ingredients Qin Huai needed were processed. Qin Huai skillfully adjusted the filling and boiled the filling. The meat aroma spread in the kitchen and floated to the lobby outside.

Very fragrant meat aroma.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, sometimes children who have seen elders at home boil pig food with sweet potatoes and various vegetables know that when the pig food in the big pot is boiled to a certain extent and starts to stir, it is really fragrant. Even if they know it is pig food, people can't help but want to taste a bite.

There were many guests in the lobby who wanted to slip into the kitchen to taste a bite.

Qin Congwen, who hadn't eaten a single bun he wrapped himself and had woken up at 3 o'clock in the morning and insisted on supporting until now, sniffed the air in intoxication and sighed softly: "Why does the bun filling our Huaihuai boiled today smell so fragrant?"

Zhao Rong looked at her husband with some disgust, but honestly said: "It is quite fragrant. It's been too long since we ate it."

By the way, Zhao Rong was also hungry from 3 o'clock in the morning until now.

An Youyou didn't speak, just silently inhaled.

As the only helper in the Yunzhong cafeteria with a name, An Youyou had been deeply valued by Zhao Rong and Qin Congwen during this time.

After recruiting new helpers, physical labor without any technical content such as washing vegetables, moving ingredients, cleaning machines, and stirring fillings no longer needed her to do. She now helped with cutting, wrapping buns, shumai, etc., and occasionally helped knead dough when Qin Congwen was tired and Chen An was too busy.

Rather than a helper, it was better to say she was an apprentice, a proper apprentice who could practice and learn something.

Qin Huai felt the aroma of the boiled bun filling that intoxicated everyone was just average.

No way, he had smelled better ones yesterday.

The bun filling he boiled just made people want to taste it when smelling it, and the effect was better when hungry.

The bun filling Jiang Weijin boiled made people want to take three big bowls to pad their stomachs when smelling it. No matter what it was, it was delicious.

Qin Huai's heat control was very average.

There was progress compared to before, but it couldn't change the fact that heat control was intermediate.

Pei Xing and Li Hua also saw that his heat control was average, but they felt it was nothing. Dim sum masters were originally good at different things. It was normal for dim sum masters to have strengths and weaknesses. Hexagonal warriors were not human.

Soon, the bun filling was boiled.

Slightly cooled, Qin Huai began to wrap the buns.

After wrapping a few buns, Qin Huai reacted. As a master, he didn't need to do this kind of work; let the helpers do it.

He had stayed in Huang Ji for such a long time, and the habit he had to develop every day was that in the restaurant, the master had the master's work, and the helper had the helper's work. As a master, you must know all the work, but you don't necessarily have to do it.

Making dim sum was a very long and cumbersome process. If the master had to do every step by himself, he wouldn't be able to make much dim sum in a day.

"An Youyou." Qin Huai waved to An Youyou, "Are you free? Come over and help me wrap buns."

"Coming, boss!" An Youyou happily put down the shumai in her hand, didn't forget to wash her hands, wiped the water clean, and ran happily to Qin Huai's kitchen table.

Qin Huai began to prepare the filling for crab shell yellow.

What he wanted to make today was crab shell yellow with fresh shrimp filling. Crab roe shumai had been made too much recently, and dim sum with fresh shrimp filling was handy to make.

While skillfully adjusting the filling, Qin Huai looked at An Youyou wrapping buns with his peripheral vision and found that An Youyou, as a helper, had good techniques for wrapping buns.

Skillful, fast, and most importantly, the quality control was good. Each bun was about the same size.

This point was very important. The buns in the Yunzhong cafeteria were sold by the piece, and differences in size were easy to cause contradictions.

"An Youyou, what time do you go to work every day now?" Qin Huai asked.

"3 o'clock in the morning." An Youyou said happily, "I moved again. Sister Xi helped me find a particularly cheap shared room at the edge of her community. There is a shared kitchen, each room has a balcony to dry clothes, which is particularly good. Most importantly, it is closer to the cafeteria, and I can sleep half an hour more than before!"

Hearing An Youyou say this, Qin Huai was stunned. He didn't actually have a deep impression of An Youyou. He only vaguely remembered that it seemed she had changed the rented room before, and now she had changed again. This change was quite frequent.

"Did the room you rented before not have a balcony?" Qin Huai asked casually.

"The last room I rented didn't have one. Clothes could only be hung in the room to dry in the shade and couldn't be hung much. The room was not ventilated, and the clothes always had a moldy smell." An Youyou said while wrapping buns, "But that room was already very good, much better than the first place I lived in."

Qin Huai:?

"Where did you live at first?" Qin Huai vaguely remembered that the Yunzhong cafeteria should be the first job An Youyou found when she came to Shanshi. An Youyou was too young and had too low education, so there were not many good jobs suitable for her.

"At first I shared a room with my fellow villager." An Youyou said, "My aunt helped introduce it. She slept on the bed and I slept on the ground. The rent was only 150 yuan a month."

"Although it was very cheap, sleeping on the ground was too inconvenient. The suitcase was beside my feet. When I turned over, my head would hit the wall. But at that time, it was summer and sleeping on the ground was cool. The electric fan in the room couldn't blow on me."

Qin Huai was already stunned.

How to put it.

Qin Huai felt that he was not the one who came out of the welfare institute; An Youyou was.

In their Third Road Children's Welfare Institute, when they were most impoverished, the children also had beds to sleep on.

"So I think the room Sister Xi helped me find is particularly good. Although the rent is a bit expensive, 2000 yuan a month, the bed is particularly large—it's a double bed. It's soft, has a balcony, air conditioning, a wardrobe, an independent bathroom, and even a table can be placed in the room."

"My salary plus bonus last month reached nearly 8000 yuan. Now I am practicing kneading dough and adjusting filling with Master Chen. Master Qin said that I am expected to become a breakfast master by the middle of next year, so I can earn another 3000 yuan every month."

"By then, I will spend all the money I saved. I want to rent a house with an elevator, change to a new mobile phone, and it's best to buy a computer. If I can't afford a computer, I will buy a tablet. At that time, it will be summer and I can also buy skirts. I have never worn high heels, and I also want to buy high heels."

"And lipstick and yogurt machine, so I can eat cheap yogurt every day!" An Youyou was excited by herself. Looking at her posture, she couldn't wait to become a regular employee, save a sum of money, and then spend it all quickly.

Qin Huai was amused by An Youyou.

He always thought An Youyou was the kind of poor ox who walked the hard and simple style, but he didn't expect her to be an urban beauty who longed to become rich and then buy, buy, buy.

Sure enough, people who love to spend money all love money.

"Then you follow Chen An and learn well. I will teach you techniques when I have time after the New Year." Qin Huai remembered that when An Youyou transferred from a waiter to a helper in the kitchen, he promised An Youyou and Chen An to teach them techniques.

Later, because of various things, it was delayed. Counting carefully, he actually only taught once, and it was still in spectator mode.

Pei Xing and Li Hua accepted the conversation between the two well. Both of them were standard professional backgrounds and had worked in professional kitchens for many years. What they had seen most were inspiring stories of hard-working apprentices being favored by masters and taught some real skills.

In a sense, the kitchen is a relatively fair place. Either you have excellent talent, or you are hard-working. As long as you can do one of the two, you will definitely have a day to stand out.

After An Youyou wrapped the buns, she put the buns into the steamer and steamed them. Qin Huai roughly looked at the time and didn't care much.

Low-level mistakes like over-steaming buns rarely appeared on professional breakfast shop masters. Not to mention that San Ding Bao was also a game recipe dish. At the moment the buns were steamed, Qin Huai could see the level display, so he didn't need to worry about heat control at all.

Seeing the buns put into the steamer, the diners in the lobby began to get excited.

After waiting for so long and smelling the aroma of the boiled bun filling, everyone was hungry enough to eat people.

Everyone was holding on, really couldn't help it, hungry and drank two sips of soy milk to sweeten their mouths, insisting with willpower to wait for Qin Huai's San Ding Bao to be out of the pot.

Fortunately, everyone didn't have to wait too long.

Steaming buns was fast.

When Qin Luo ran from the second floor to the first floor with a pen, the San Ding Bao was out of the pot.

【San Ding Bao B Grade】

B-grade San Ding Bao.

This grade couldn't be called amazing, because Qin Huai had already made A-grade fruit with the help of Huang Shengli, but B-grade dim sum was welcome everywhere.

The fermented rice steamed buns that swept through Huang Ji, made nearby neighbors dream about them, had delivery boys delivering and picking up meals all over the city, and filled several office buildings in Gusu with the aroma of steamed buns, were also B-grade.

Fermented rice steamed buns had a buff bonus.

San Ding Bao was meat filling.

Qin Huai could only say that each had its own strengths and each had its own merits.

Qin Luo had already changed clothes and squatted beside the steamer.

She wanted to eat directly, but Qin Huai wouldn't let her.

Gong Liang in his memory couldn't wait to eat San Ding Bao and did a tap dance on the spot. Qin Luo's iron mouth and iron stomach were definitely stronger than Gong Liang's when he was young, but eating hot food was not a good habit.

Qin Luo would have many good things to eat in the future, so there was no need to dance tap dance for B-grade San Ding Bao, so Qin Huai stopped Qin Luo from performing one bun per bite directly.

Qin Luo looked at the buns on the plate with eager eyes.

The diners in line looked at the line with eager eyes.

The waiters were already in their positions, ready to show amazing hand speed in grabbing buns.

"Almost there." Qin Huai said.

The next second, many people moved.

Qin Luo cheered and picked up a bun, took a big bite, happily narrowed her eyes, made a squeaking sound, chewed a few times and swallowed it, then stuffed the remaining small half of the bun into her mouth, and said vaguely:

"Brother, delicious!"

Simple language, ultimate praise.

In the matter of praising a food for being delicious, not making a sound is the greatest praise. The fewer words, the more delicious.

The diners also erupted with amazing fighting power.

"Give me 30!" "Grandpa Liu, this first batch of San Ding Bao must be limited. One person can buy at most 5. Look, there are so many people queuing behind."

"Then 5!"

"5!"

"5!"

"......" This one directly raised his hand to compare 5 and didn't speak.

The waiter skillfully clamped the buns and loaded the plate. Everyone had waited for so long, so they definitely wanted to sit in the cafeteria to eat. Qin Huai's crab shell yellow, which would be sent into the oven to bake in a few minutes, had been waiting all morning. If they only ate buns, it would be too much of a loss.

Today is a rest day, and it is not just Qin Luo who can eat dim sum all day!

Xu Tuqiang at table 9 was already wanting to shed tears.

1 month, a full month!

It was this taste, it was this taste!

This was the bun that he, Xu Tuqiang, should eat!

The hunger brought by not eating for a long time after morning jogging made the San Ding Bao in Xu Tuqiang's hand more fragrant and sweet.

The soft bun skin was soaked in salty and fresh meat juice. The combination of chicken cubes and pork cubes was a more wonderful partner than pure pork buns. The chicken was tender and smooth, the pork was juicy, plus the extraordinary seasoning that had brushed 30,000 seasoning proficiency in a month.

The former San Ding Bao was already dead. Now standing in front of everyone was the advanced version of San Ding Bao.

It is B-grade now, but it is destined not to be just B-grade.

B-grade is its beginning, not the end.

Soon, everyone in the Yunzhong cafeteria was wolfing down buns, including chefs, helpers, and waiters.

Everyone was swimming in the ocean of buns, unwilling to go ashore. Feeling the happiness of carbohydrates and fat, even if full, even if 5 buns had been eaten, they still had unfinished interest and put their hands beside their mouths, as if they could eat another one by opening their mouths.

Everyone who could squat in the Yunzhong cafeteria today was a loyal regular customer, and everyone had eaten the Wu Ding Bao made by Qin Huai. Before Qin Huai was there, the San Ding Bao in the morning was not eaten less. Although they hadn't eaten it for a month, everyone remembered the previous taste.

Everyone felt that the previous San Ding Bao didn't seem to be so delicious.

Although the Wu Ding Bao in the Yunzhong cafeteria was expensive, it was delicious. Rewarding yourself with a Wu Ding Bao to celebrate when you get a bonus, get wages, receive red envelopes, or have happy events is the default celebration process for many nearby office workers.

But now.

An office worker surnamed Zhang, who did not want to be named, Zhang Da Zui, took a bite of the San Ding Bao, and while eating in intoxication, he was a little dazed.

Today's San Ding Bao, why does it seem to be more delicious than the Wu Ding Bao I ate to reward myself for my birthday last time.

Hallucinations from hunger?

The office worker chewed with bulging cheeks.

This hallucination is too great. Can the battery life be longer?

The first batch of buns was sold out quickly. Qin Huai asked the waiter to leave 5 for Ouyang, waiting for Ouyang to come and eat.

The amount for Luo Jun, Chen Huihong, and Chen Huihui had already been taken away by Zhang Shumei.

Ouyang brought crab roe shumai and fruit to his parents' house yesterday to ask for money, and he didn't see anyone until the San Ding Bao was out of the pot. Qin Huai guessed that either he overslept, or asking for money didn't go well, and he was still pestering at home.

Qin Huai planned to make a batch of San Ding Bao in the morning and a batch in the afternoon, and make different types of dim sum in the remaining time. He would make everything he could on the list first, and make things like rice cakes that could only be eaten the next day in the evening.

Qin Luo had to go to school tomorrow and wouldn't be in the cafeteria during the day, so she had to come back in the evening to eat.

Qin Luo ate San Ding Bao until her mouth was full of oil.

"Brother, I also want to eat 5!" Qin Luo said that she had been hungry all morning. She was still young, and she could really eat.

The grandpas and grandmas outside could buy 5 each, why couldn't she eat 5?

"There will be more later, save some stomach." Qin Huai said concisely.

20 minutes later, crab shell yellow was out of the oven.

Ouyang happened to catch up with the crab shell yellow that had just been out of the oven, eating crab shell yellow with one bite and San Ding Bao with another, eating happily in the back kitchen.

Seeing Ouyang in the back kitchen, Qin Huai felt that he should go and shake two cups of hand-shaken lemon tea.

Although Qin Luo had great strength and the hand-shaken lemon tea she made was delicious. But Ouyang's strength was not small, and the hand-shaken lemon tea he made was also very good. Most importantly, Ouyang wouldn't put too much syrup like Qin Luo, and the quality control was very stable.

"Are there any fragrant lemons in the warehouse?" Qin Huai asked.

Qin Luo heard the string song and knew the elegance, and immediately got up: "Yes, Brother, I'll go and make you hand-shaken lemon tea!"

"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Ouyang snatched the work, "I just finished making hand-shaken lemon tea for my parents when I went home last night. Qin Huai, you know my craftsmanship."

Qin Huai looked at Ouyang deeply. Even hand-shaken lemon tea was made. It seemed that asking for money last night was very difficult.

10 minutes later, Qin Huai drank the hand-shaken lemon tea made by Qin Luo.

12 minutes later, Qin Huai also drank the hand-shaken lemon tea made by Ouyang.

An hour later, Qin Luo and Ouyang ate round dream biscuits.

Ten minutes later, locust tree flower steamed buns and fermented rice steamed buns were out of the pot at the same time.

While the two were digesting food, Qin Huai made donkey rolling, which he hadn't made for a long time.

Although donkey rolling couldn't be sold for a high price and wasn't particularly delicious, Qin Huai really loved making donkey rolling because it was simple.

At lunch time, beautiful cake groups made a brilliant appearance.

Rest for two hours at noon. In the afternoon, Master Xiao Qin re-emerged in the rivers and lakes and personally made jujube paste yam cakes that he hadn't made for a long time.

Then Qin Huai looked at the crabs crawling in the water tank, thought for a while, and let crab roe shumai return to the stage.

【Crab Roe Shumai B- Grade】

The ingredients were not good, so the grade couldn't go up.

Finally, at Ouyang's strong request, Qin Huai steamed a pot of elm bark steamed buns that only Ouyang loved to eat, boiled a pot of tangerine peel tea, stewed more than twenty portions of gastrodia stewed pigeon, prepared for the rice cakes and lard rice cakes to be made the next day, and successfully ended today's high-intensity dim sum production.

The guests squatting in the Yunzhong cafeteria were all full, one wave in the morning and one wave in the afternoon.

Can't finish eating, really can't finish eating.

Today Qin Huai made dim sum, not with the attitude of normal business, but with the attitude of random drops. But because he practiced hand speed and quantity in Huang Ji, and learned to let helpers reduce the cumbersome steps when he made dim sum, so the dim sum Qin Huai made today could be described as large in quantity and variety.

Many diners really wanted to buy from morning to afternoon, but their face didn't allow it.

After eating, they had to buy more to take home and hoard for the next day. They would rather eat dim sum that was far inferior to the freshly out-of-the-pot dim sum the next day than let others buy it. This is an extremely selfish behavior in the Yunzhong cafeteria area and will be condemned by everyone.

Even Grandma Ding, who likes to walk with fermented rice steamed buns, will express strong condemnation.

Except for Luo Jun, who lets the nanny buy everything on his behalf. Everyone knows that Luo Jun is eating small stoves.

"Hiccup." Qin Luo spread out on the chair happily, for the first time eating until she didn't want to eat anymore.

Qin Luo felt it was the New Year.

No, even if it was the New Year, her brother wouldn't specially make so many dim sum for herself. Today there were many dim sum that her brother wouldn't make before.

Thinking of this, Qin Luo's guilty tears were about to slide from the corners of her eyes.

Woo woo woo woo, she actually felt in her heart that her brother was cruel, didn't come back to Shanshi to see her for more than a month, and didn't have her, this sister, in her heart at all.

She is really not a human, she really deserves to die!

Her brother clearly went to Gusu to suffer, study hard, and learn new dim sum.

In the kitchen, Qin Huai took a bite of the elm bark steamed bun that he felt was still not very delicious, and didn't understand why Ouyang had eaten so many good things and was considered to have seen the world, but still loved this bite.

Does Ouyang have a sense of taste or not?

Is elm bark so delicious?

Why not give him all the bags of elm bark in the warehouse.

Qin Huai turned his shoulders and swung his arms a few times.

It's really uncomfortable not to be able to go to the bone-setting shop next door for massage after work.

Qin Huai took out his mobile phone and recorded a memo.

Very good, his dim sum seasoning has been greatly improved now, and he is more comfortable making these dim sum that he was already relatively good at.

Qin Huai marked the San Ding Bao in the memo with a new focus.

This is a good dim sum.

Seasoning, dim sum, heat control are balanced, and can be practiced more.

Qin Huai thought for a while and marked the round dream biscuits with a focus.

Heat control is still a bit dragging, so he can make more round dream biscuits in these two days to practice heat control and see if it is suitable for the current stage.

Qin Huai put away his mobile phone with satisfaction, walked out of the kitchen, and found that Qin Luo was still paralyzed on the chair, feeling guilty, excited, secretly happy, and sad.

Qin Huai:?

Is Luo Luo paralyzed into hallucinations?

"Brother!" Seeing Qin Huai finished his work and came out, Qin Luo jumped up, stood up, and said affectionately, "You are really too good to me. I will never say bad things about you when you are not here again. I really deserve to die!"

Qin Huai: "...... Did you say bad things about me?"

Qin Huai took out his mobile phone and looked at the memo: "You still owe me 8617 yuan and 2 cents. All your New Year money this year will be used to pay off the debt."

Qin Luo:......

Qin Luo: ^

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