Chapter 211: Hundred-Fruit Filling

Qin Huai didn't expect that hundred-fruit filling could actually be wrapped into Glutinous Rice Balls. Looking at Gong Liang's expression and tone, Qin Huai absolutely believed that the hundred-fruit filling Glutinous Rice Balls made by Jiang Weijin was delicious.

But if it was hundred-fruit filling, it would be troublesome.

Qin Huai didn't know how to make this kind of filling; he had only heard of it. Hundred-fruit filling usually appeared in mooncakes, and Qin Huai hadn't made mooncakes.

After all, selling Three-Ding Buns and Four-Joy Dumplings in the breakfast shop was already the limit; if he sold mooncakes again, the Qin family breakfast shop could be renamed the Qin family sells everything shop.

Of course, the main reason was that Qin Luo didn't like eating mooncakes very much.

There was a small shop in Qu County before that made five-kernel mooncakes very deliciously, with authentic ingredients, and the dried fruits were all carefully selected top-quality products, sweet but not greasy. It wouldn't be like most five-kernel mooncakes on the market, where one bite was both sweet and greasy, and another bite sent you straight to heaven.

Later, the owner of that small shop retired and stopped doing it, and Qu County lost delicious five-kernel mooncakes. The Qin family embraced double-yolk lotus seed paste again for the Mid-Autumn Festival. As the price of double-yolk lotus seed paste increased day by day, rising steadily, and online shopping rose, after Qin Luo discovered good mooncakes like Yun-leg mooncakes on the Internet, Qin Huai changed to eating Yun-leg mooncakes again.

Up until the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, Qin Congwen insisted on the old tradition on the festival day, biting the bullet and eating five-kernel mooncakes.

Zhao Rong sneered at the cheap and nasty five-kernel mooncakes Qin Congwen didn't know where to buy, cursing that double-yolk lotus seed paste was expensive again while buying the most expensive one.

Qin Luo ate Yun-leg mooncakes crazily, eating from one month before the festival to one month after the festival; those who knew thought she was eating mooncakes, those who didn't thought she was eating snacks.

As for Qin Huai...

He tasted a bit of everything.

Qin Huai had always not understood why his parents and Did Luo Luo were so persistent in buying mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Except for Qin Luo having a bit of selfishness wanting to eat Yun-leg mooncakes freely, the rest of the mooncakes didn't need to be bought at all.

Relatives and friends sent enough, completely unable to finish eating.

Before Qin Huai inherited the legacy and opened the Yunzhong cafeteria in Shanshi, every festival was a time for relatives of the Qin family to compete in beauty and compare with each other.

Sending mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival, sending zongzi for the Dragon Boat Festival, sending candy for Halloween, sending things randomly for Christmas, sending blessings for New Year's Day, mainly a mix of local festivals and foreign festivals. If conditions didn't allow it, Qin Huai felt they would even want to send things for Arbor Day and April Fool's Day.

Things were sent enough during festivals, so they could come over to eat and drink during the New Year, eating and taking.

Every year, the mooncakes and zongzi in Qin Huai's house were too many to finish, and in the end, they could only be sent to the welfare academy. The children in the welfare academy had to start eating mooncakes and zongzi with all their might every Mid-Autumn and Dragon Boat Festival.

When these two festivals arrived, Qin Huai would change from Brother Bao Bao to the limited Brother Bing Bing and Brother Zong Zong.

Qin Huai came back to his senses from the memory of mooncakes.

He originally thought Four-Joy Tangyuan was a giveaway question, but didn't expect it to be an additional question.

Teacher, this knowledge point hasn't been learned.

Hundred-fruit filling truly involved a knowledge blind spot.

This really didn't know.

Qin Huai didn't even know which ingredients were specifically needed for hundred-fruit filling; he only knew that this filling didn't have a fixed formula, mainly composed of nuts, candied fruits, and sugar. Which ones to add specifically depended on the chef's recipe.

Qin Huai was still thinking, Gong Baozhu had already finished the second shepherd's purse Glutinous Rice Balls, and wanted to return to the first bowl to scoop the sesame filling Glutinous Rice Balls, but the bowl was picked up by Guo Mingzhu.

"Baozhu, this Glutinous Rice Balls is made of glutinous rice flour. Eating too much glutinous rice at night will cause indigestion; eat less, Mom will eat the rest." Guo Mingzhu used a move of taking away the sheep on the way, and took away the Glutinous Rice Balls in front of her daughter.

Gong Baozhu realized the situation was not good, and just wanted to stop the loss in time and lower her head to pick up the other bowl, but found the bowl was gone when she lowered her head; Gong Liang was already eating with the bowl.

Gong Baozhu:!

This move of her mom wasn't taking away the sheep on the way, it was making a feint to the east and attacking in the west!

She helped her parents eat the shepherd's purse Tangyuan they didn't like, and her parents then killed the donkey after it had served its purpose, not letting her eat the remaining three Tangyuan!

Gong Baozhu shed tears of regret in her heart.

If she had known, she would have eaten the sesame filling one first, and could have eaten one more.

When Gong Baozhu was shedding tears in her heart, Qin Huai finished thinking.

Completely unable to think of it.

There was no useful information about the production of hundred-fruit filling in his brain, unable to think, so he asked directly.

"Mr. Gong, do you know the specific method for that hundred-fruit filling you just mentioned?" Qin Huai asked seriously.

This question deeply stumped Gong Liang. Gong Liang held the spoon, with a whole large and beautiful bean paste filling Tangyuan in the spoon, but he didn't open his mouth for a long time, thinking very embarrassedly for dozens of seconds, and shook his head.

"Don't know, I only know that winter melon sugar must be used."

"When Master Jing made hundred-fruit filling Tangyuan back then, the winter melon sugar at home wasn't enough, so he borrowed all the winter melon sugar in my house."

Qin Huai knew winter melon sugar was a type of winter melon preserve that was very sweet, sweet to the point of being greasy; Qin Huai had eaten it in the welfare academy when he was very young. Eating it alone might not be very good, but it should be quite good to use it to make hundred-fruit filling.

"Then do you know where you can buy hundred-fruit filling Tangyuan now?" Qin Huai asked next.

This question stumped Gong Liang again.

"Basically, you can't buy it now. Hundred-fruit filling Tangyuan is just like five-kernel mooncakes; everyone dislikes it for being unpalatable and no one eats it." Gong Baozhu preempted, "When I was in kindergarten, the small shop at the school gate still sold hundred-fruit filling Tangyuan, and the single sale of hundred-fruit filling was more expensive than meat filling."

"I thought the hundred-fruit filling was particularly sweet and delicious at that time, but later when I grew up, I found it was too sweet, sweet to the point of being greasy. Hundred-fruit filling was already more expensive than others, and it wasn't delicious, so after a long time, no one sold hundred-fruit filling anymore. It's better to buy shepherd's purse filling or shredded radish filling, which are both delicious and cheap."

"That's because candied fruits and dried fruits have risen in price." Guo Mingzhu stood at the kitchen door and spoke for hundred-fruit filling, "To make hundred-fruit filling Glutinous Rice Balls, you must use high-quality candied fruits and dried fruits, and use lard to boil. Once you cut corners and use secondary ingredients, cheap lard and cheap candied fruits mixed together and boiled in a pot, after melting, it's both sweet and greasy, like eating fat mixed with saccharin; can it be delicious?"

"The hundred-fruit filling Tangyuan from that shop you loved to eat when you were young was also average, sweet to the point of scaring people. It was just that you loved sweet things when you were young and couldn't tell, and every time after school you clamored to eat it, and you must eat two."

"Insisted on eating two, and couldn't finish half, so you threw it to me and your dad. Your dad and I saw that Tangyuan that was sweet to the point of death and our faces turned green, and every day at home we drew lots to decide who would pick you up and who would pick up your brother."

Gong Baozhu:...

Oh, this feeling of being told about the embarrassing things of childhood by her own mother in front of outsiders...

Gong Baozhu wanted to chisel a hole in the floor and hide downstairs.

"But the one Master Jing made was truly different!" Guo Mingzhu also started strongly recommending Master Jing's style hundred-fruit filling Glutinous Rice Balls, "When Old Gong had his birthday that year, the Glutinous Rice Balls Master Jing boiled for him, I also ate a bowl, and that taste was truly unforgettable."

"After the candied fruits and dried fruits were chopped and wrapped into the Tangyuan, it was hot when eaten, sweet, not greasy at all."

"I remember Master Jing boiled a big pot that time, and the four flavors of Glutinous Rice Balls weren't wrapped in different shapes and looked the same. We all wanted to eat hundred-fruit filling Glutinous Rice Balls, and ate it desperately one by one. After eating until we couldn't eat anymore, Master Jing served a plate of particularly beautiful buns. I hadn't married Gong Liang at that time, and almost rolled my eyes from overeating in his house." Guo Mingzhu said with a smile.

"Oh? There was such a thing?" Gong Liang teased.

Guo Mingzhu gave him an irritable look: "You weren't much better; you directly rolled your eyes from overeating, almost leaning against the wall to walk."

After saying that, Guo Mingzhu sighed: "But it was only eaten this once. Not long after Master Jing retired, he had an accident, and since then he hasn't been able to cook exquisite snacks much."

"If Master Jing were still here, our Baozhu might have had a chance to eat truly delicious Four-Joy Tangyuan. She wouldn't have insisted on eating that unpalatable one when she was young, tossing us both to the point of being exhausted."

Gong Baozhu: "Mom!"

Stop talking, your daughter wants face!

In the end, when Qin Huai went back, his hands were stuffed with two bottles of freshly squeezed juice by Guo Mingzhu. Gong Liang didn't find the Mountain Cloud Mist he was thinking about and felt the remaining tea couldn't be sent out, so he prepared to look for it in other houses tomorrow.

When Qin Huai carried the juice home, he saw the tea Gong Liye gave him at noon on the porch.

Mountain Cloud Mist.

Qin Huai:...

What did Gong Liye say when he gave him tea at noon? Said this was good tea he had found some time ago.

Well, finding it from his own father was also finding.

Qin Huai could only say that the way the father and son gave gifts was truly very consistent.

Qin Huai glanced at the dining table; Ouyang had finished eating that bowl of Four-Joy Tangyuan, and his own bowl had been thoughtfully put into the insulation box by Ouyang.

As for Ouyang himself, at this moment he was lying on his back on the sofa like a seal that had eaten too much, holding his phone and watching videos.

Qin Huai silently put the two bottles of juice on the coffee table: "Eat less at night during this period; I have to practice Four-Joy Tangyuan every night from now on." "No problem, isn't it just Four... *hic*... Joy Tangyuan, can eat it!" The seal patted his belly and said firmly.

Early the next morning, Qin Huai went to Huang Ji early, and the time Qin Huai arrived at Huang Ji was about the same as Zheng Siyuan.

Zheng Siyuan had just poured the flour and was a bit surprised to see Qin Huai come so early today, but quickly retracted the surprise.

Because Zheng Siyuan wasn't the earliest to come today either.

Gu Li was.

When Zheng Siyuan came, Gu Li's Ruyi Rolls were almost done. Although Ruyi Rolls weren't snacks that took a long time, they were snacks, and the basic production time of snacks was placed there.

If Gu Li had almost finished the first batch of snacks before 8 o'clock in the morning, it meant he had come at least at 7 o'clock.

Considering Gu Li's speed of making snacks, he probably arrived at 6 o'clock.

And Gu Li's off-work time yesterday was 9 o'clock in the evening; the chefs at Huang Ji had all gone off work, and Gu Li had silently worked overtime for an hour, making Ruyi Rolls once.

This kind of super involution king stunned Zheng Siyuan.

Compared to Gu Li, the other chefs in Zhi Wei Ju who also probably arrived around 7:30 to start preparation work were just plain and ordinary in involution.

Qin Huai didn't expect that he had rarely come early to want to discuss the hundred-fruit filling with Zheng Siyuan, and it was so lively as soon as he came to the kitchen.

Seeing Qin Huai come, the DNA of the chefs in Zhi Wei Ju moved instantly; those who did chores did chores, those who made tea made tea, and Qin Huai glanced at the culinary table and found that everyone had even prepared the ingredients for him.

If these few chefs from Zhi Wei Ju stayed in Huang Ji for a few more months, they would definitely roll the previous few helpers in Huang Ji out of a job.

When Gu Li respectfully handed the teacup to Qin Huai and said "Master Qin, drink tea," Qin Huai felt that this world was truly fantasy.

Qin Huai didn't drink tea, nor did he start making longevity noodles for the first time.

He didn't come so early to work early.

Qin Huai walked to Zheng Siyuan's side and asked in a tone that seemed unintentional: "How is your big flip-spoon practice lately?"

"Not so good." Zheng Siyuan answered calmly.

As a standard pastry chef, it would be a ghost if Zheng Siyuan could practice the big flip-spoon to effect in such a short time.

"Then do you have any understanding of hundred-fruit filling?"

Zheng Siyuan indicated that it was a very stiff turn, but still answered: "Yes, but not much."

"Are you going to make mooncakes?"

"No, I'm going to make hundred-fruit filling Four-Joy Tangyuan."

"Four-Joy Tangyuan?" Zheng Siyuan was stunned, "Does Did Luo Luo want to eat it?"

Qin Huai said: "She can want to eat it, mainly Gong Liang wants to eat it."

Zheng Siyuan understood and indicated he couldn't help.

"I don't know how to make Tangyuan." Zheng Siyuan said simply and clearly. "I don't know if my dad knows how to make it; anyway, in my impression, he hasn't made it much. You should know my dad's style of making snacks relatively well; he doesn't like snacks like Four-Joy Tangyuan that are too home-style and look very simple."

"As for hundred-fruit filling, I don't know how to make it either."

"The recipe for hundred-fruit filling is originally very changeable; dried fruits and candied fruits, you can match them however you want. And I think the filling for mooncakes should not be directly suitable for Tangyuan; Tangyuan is boiled after all. If you have relevant recipes in your hand, I think the previous recipes may not be very applicable now."

"In the early years, this type of snack would be made very sweet and greasy; at that time, everyone ate less sweet food, and in a certain sense, the sweeter and greasier, the more delicious."

"Current guests usually cannot accept such sweet and greasy snacks; you may need to slightly change the recipe."

Zheng Siyuan gave his sincere advice.

Qin Huai also gave his sincere answer.

"I don't have a recipe."

Zheng Siyuan was stunned.

"And I don't know how to make hundred-fruit filling either."

Zheng Siyuan was stunned again.

"To tell you the truth, I hadn't made Tangyuan before yesterday; I tried making Tangyuan for the first time when I went home last night."

Zheng Siyuan was directly petrified and knocked a question mark on his head.

?

"But I want to try. Mr. Gong said he ate the hundred-fruit filling Tangyuan made by your master's master on his birthday many years ago, and the taste is still unforgettable."

"When I went to visit his house last night, his wife also expressed agreement with this. Said that even if she only ate it once, the taste has been remembered until now."

"I think Tangyuan that can make two people remember for so many years and still be unable to forget until now must have its merits. It must be very delicious, very worth researching, and very worth doing."

"Zheng Siyuan, are you interested in researching it with me?"

Zheng Siyuan didn't speak.

He really wanted to tell Qin Huai that there was no such way to research snacks.

No recipe, no direction, not even a specific description of the taste; what could be researched by researching hard like this.

He wanted even more to persuade Qin Huai to just practice one snack exclusively; his practice method of hitting one nail here and one nail there, practicing this today and that tomorrow, was a bit too wild even for a wild path.

But Zheng Siyuan knew that he didn't say it out loud for the first time because he was shamefully moved.

He originally had no interest in hundred-fruit filling at all; he just wanted to practice crepe wontons and bubble wontons to a satisfactory level, and then practice the big flip-spoon for a period of time. Persist for a year, and if there was really no effect, give up and practice something else.

Now...

Such Tangyuan sounded very great.

"How to research?" Zheng Siyuan asked, "Where to start?"

When Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai researched locust flower buns at the beginning, there was at least a recipe. Now there wasn't even a recipe; how to research?

"I searched for the production method and recipe of hundred-fruit filling online before going to bed last night."

Zheng Siyuan: "... I advise you not to believe it."

"So I gave up after checking, and planned to come over today to ask you. If you don't know, I'll ask your dad when he comes later."

"What if my dad doesn't know either?" Zheng Siyuan pursued.

Qin Huai quietly glanced at Tan Weian, who was working seriously: "Then ask Tan Weian."

Zheng Siyuan:?

"What if he doesn't know either?"

Qin Huai sighed: "Then there is no other way, can only beg Tan Weian to shake people, or the two of us exchange Zhi Wei Ju."

"There are so many in Zhi Wei Ju, the master chef must know."

Zheng Siyuan: 6

The people from Zhi Wei Ju have only been here for one day, and you have arranged them clearly.

"I think it's possible." Zheng Siyuan nodded, "I heard my dad say that Master Zhou of Zhi Wei Ju makes five-kernel mooncakes very deliciously."

"He should be proficient in hundred-fruit filling."

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