Chapter 215

Qin Huai found that he seemed to have underestimated "Zhi Wei" a little.

It can't be said to be underestimating; Qin Huai knows "Zhi Wei" is awesome, and he also knows Xu Cheng is awesome, and at the same time, like every chef, he highly recognizes the gold content of the famous chef list.

But he didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so exaggerated.

Dong Shi and Dong Li, the brothers, had already taken a new magazine and began trying to use a magnifying glass to look at the only three photos in the article, looking for whether their own clothing corners had been photographed.

In Dong Shi's words, when the photographer from "Zhi Wei" came to take pictures, he deliberately squeezed towards the lens, so there was still a high probability that his clothing corner/shoes could be photographed.

If this got into the picture, wouldn't it be equivalent to him, Dong Shi, also being on "Zhi Wei"?

Haha, Mom, I'm going to bring glory to my ancestors!

Qin Huai felt that these two brothers might be a little crazy.

Then he turned his head and found that Huang Jia was no better. The usually mature and steady senior brother was smiling kindly at this moment, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were almost smiling out.

Huang Jia arrived earlier than Qin Huai. When Qin Huai arrived at the store, Huang Jia was holding "Zhi Wei" and reading the third page. Now that Qin Huai had finished reading Xu Cheng's manuscript, Huang Jia was still reading the third page.

Those who knew him knew he was reading a magazine; those who didn't would think he was going to memorize it.

Look at Qi Tian, who doesn't appear very often, holding the magazine and sitting in the corner, giggling foolishly.

He's still okay; Wang Jun laughed out loud, making the standard honest, simple laughter of an honest person.

As for Foreman Cao, who kept talking about holding a meeting, must hold a meeting, and that such an important matter must be held in a meeting.

She was walking around brushing her WeChat steps.

Qin Huai really wanted to ask, is being on "Zhi Wei" so worth being happy about? It's just a magazine, why is everyone so happy as if they won five million in the lottery?

But he knew this question didn't need to be asked; everyone's reaction had already clearly told Qin Huai that for them, being on "Zhi Wei" was happier than earning 5 million.

They were already this happy before they were even on it; if they were on it, wouldn't they have to feast for three days, buy 1000 copies and squat at the door of Huang Ji, and give one to everyone who passed by?

Zheng Da's sonorous shouting interrupted everyone's performance art.

"Breakfast time! Four Joys Tangyuan is out of the pot!"

Hearing that it was time to eat, the giggling crowd lined up to get bowls and waited for breakfast.

Happiness can be kept in the heart to be happy slowly; if breakfast isn't eaten and gets cold, it will be hard to be happy.

The 6 people from Zhi Wei Ju didn't participate in the performance art outside. They wanted to participate, but it really had nothing to do with them; they just silently took a few copies of "Zhi Wei" from Zheng Da and put them into the locker in the changing room and continued to work.

Because of this, they were at the front of the line when eating Four Joys Tangyuan.

When Qin Huai walked into the kitchen to get a bowl and line up, Guli was waiting at the door of the warehouse, holding a bowl of steaming Four Joys Tangyuan.

The 4 tangyuan were all the same, the simplest round shape.

"Master Qin, I don't know your appetite very well. When Master Zheng made Four Joys Tangyuan, he didn't separate the shapes; all flavors were the same. I served you 4 first; call me anytime when you finish, and I'll serve you more." Guli said respectfully.

Qin Huai didn't expect that someone would help him serve the tangyuan, so he took the bowl with some surprise: "Thank you, you eat what you serve..."

Before he finished asking, Guli returned to the end of the line.

Qin Huai: Fine, you chefs at Zhi Wei Ju are quite professional as apprentices.

Qin Huai indicated that if he wanted to accept apprentices in the future, he would definitely go to your Zhi Wei Ju to accept them.

Sigh, why does this sound a bit strange?

Forget it, not important.

Qin Huai looked at the 4 tangyuan in the bowl.

Very standard tangyuan, round, large, the color is a beautiful white porcelain color that can faintly shine, it is a bowl of tangyuan that doesn't need to adjust parameters or open filters, and can make people feel very high-end and delicious when shot directly with the original camera.

To make such beautiful Four Joys Tangyuan, pastry skills alone are not enough; it must be cooked well.

Qin Huai glanced at the big pot for boiling tangyuan; it was the custom-made big pot for soup on weekdays. Zheng Da probably found the biggest pot to boil them all at once for convenience.

This way of making them all in one shape and boiling them in one pot, eating tangyuan like opening a blind box, is exactly the same as what Gong Liang described.

Could it be that Zheng Da intended to replicate the scene of that year on this happy day?

Qin Huai held the spoon and began to open the blind box.

One bite.

Sesame filling.

Hot.

So hot.

So hot that Qin Huai wanted to tap dance.

Qin Huai's acceptance of heat is very average. Before, when eating Four Joys Tangyuan, he always started with the meat filling, and then ate the sweet filling for a buffer. Today, this blind box wasn't opened well; he opened the sesame filling that made Ouyang almost tap dance right away.

"Hiss—"

Qin Huai was scalded and took several breaths of cold air.

Hot, but delicious.

With Zheng Da's craftsmanship, making ordinary tangyuan is simply a dimensionality reduction strike; he could dominate the entrance of an elementary school within three days even with his eyes closed.

Qin Huai slowly finished the sesame filling tangyuan, cautiously scooped up the second one, and took a light bite.

Meat filling.

Qin Huai ate with confidence; the meat filling was also delicious.

Open the third blind box.

Sesame filling.

The fourth one.

Red bean paste filling.

Blind box opening failed.

At this moment, Qin Huai understood a little why Gong Liang and others would eat until their eyes rolled back when eating tangyuan back then.

Not reconciled.

Having eaten so many such large tangyuan and still not having eaten the taste he wanted, he really wasn't reconciled if he didn't eat one more!

Qin Huai knew he was a little full.

This tangyuan is big enough, even bigger than what he made a few days ago.

But he felt he could insist on eating one more!

Noticing Qin Huai's intention, a quick-eyed Zhi Wei Ju chef rushed to Qin Huai in one step, bent down diligently, took the bowl and asked: "Master Qin, do you want to add some more?"

Qin Huai nodded slightly and held up a finger: "Just one is enough."

"Alright!" The Zhi Wei Ju chef quickly filled Qin Huai with a big tangyuan.

Qin Huai bit down cautiously.

Hundred-fruit filling!

Qin Huai almost wept with joy!

Finally ate it, no need to eat the sixth one!

If he had to eat the 6th one, eating so full early in the morning and then making snacks, it would really be a bit hard to do.

Qin Huai narrowed his eyes slightly and began to savor the hundred-fruit filling tangyuan that Zheng Da had slipped home to study alone for several days.

First of all, this tangyuan is not bad.

During this time, "hundred-fruit filling tangyuan is not bad" is already a great compliment in the Huang Ji kitchen.

Secondly, it is sweet.

Qin Huai knew this description was as bad as Ouyang's review, but Qin Huai, who had failed for several days, deeply realized that "sweet and not bad" is actually the greatest compliment for hundred-fruit filling tangyuan.

Why were the tangyuan Qin Huai made a few days ago so terrible? Not only were the ones he made terrible, but the ones Zheng Siyuan made were also terrible, and the ones Tan Weian made were so terrible that people wanted to call the police.

It was because they made the hundred-fruit filling according to the recipe given by Huang Shengli, which was sweet and terrible.

Sweet in a cluttered way.

The sweetness of multiple preserved fruits mixed together is not a delicacy, but a lack of primary and secondary, chaos, disorder, numbing the tongue, and a lethal amount of sugar.

Because the sweetness is wrong, multiple preserved fruits become a mistake, and rich nuts become useless things.

And the hundred-fruit filling Zheng Da made today is the right kind of sweetness. It is sweet with clear primary and secondary, and can clearly let the guests eating this tangyuan taste which one or two kinds of preserved fruits provide the main sweetness in this tangyuan, and can taste the nuts the chef wants you to taste. It is orderly, planned sweetness and matching.

It is a regular army.

What Qin Huai made a few days ago was simply an interstellar race melee.

Qin Huai took another bite.

Hey, why is this main ingredient so familiar?

Savor it carefully again, wait, this hundred-fruit filling doesn't seem to have so many ingredients.

Isn't this the recipe Tan Weian took out, learned from Master Zhou of Zhi Wei Ju?

The taste is slightly richer, but not much; you can tell that a few more nuts were added, but only a few. The amount is very small, so small that it almost doesn't affect the overall taste and flavor.

Qin Huai was a little puzzled. He held the bowl and looked up to find where Zheng Da was, and found Zheng Da by the flour bag in the corner, so he walked towards there.

Zheng Siyuan walked faster than Qin Huai.

"Dad, is your hundred-fruit filling tangyuan today made according to the recipe given by Master?" Zheng Siyuan directly asked the question Qin Huai wanted to ask.

Zheng Da was still squatting and studying the flour, and said without raising his head: "Of course not. Is the recipe given by your Master made by humans? Let alone hundred-fruit filling, I would find it cluttered even if I used it to cook porridge."

"This is something your father found a very reliable master in the industry, and after a few days of learning and discussion, slightly changed and pondered out. It also used a full 10 ingredients!"

"Look, today the hundred-fruit filling I made can reach this level with 10 ingredients; tomorrow it will be 12, and the day after tomorrow it will be 14. In time, that messy recipe given by your Master will definitely be researched."

"I even suspect now whether the recipe he gave is real. I vaguely remember that the hundred-fruit filling tangyuan Master made back then used a lot of nuts and preserved fruits. Nuts might not have been expensive at that time, but good preserved fruits were really rare things, and it took a long time to gather the ingredients."

"But are there really so many? Wouldn't his recipe be written blindly?"

"Dad, don't change the subject. Just tell me, did you ask Master Zhou of Zhi Wei Ju for the recipe these past few days?" Zheng Siyuan asked.

Zheng Da:?!

Zheng Da looked up in surprise, everything was silent.

The father and son looked at each other for more than ten seconds before Zheng Da slowly opened his mouth: "How did you know? Did you secretly go to Zhi Wei Ju to buy snacks behind my back?"

Zheng Siyuan: "... Tan Weian also knows this recipe. Qin Huai and I already tried this recipe yesterday, and there is no problem."

Zheng Da:...

Miscalculated, forgot that Huang Ji now has Tan Weian, a direct descendant of Zhi Wei Ju.

"This recipe has no problems, doesn't it show more that the recipe given by your Master has problems? That's not a recipe made by humans. How can there be hundred-fruit filling with so many materials in this world? Everyone only has one tongue; how can they taste the flavor of so many fillings in one bite? If everyone could taste it, wouldn't everyone be a food critic?" Zheng Da muttered in a low voice.

"I heard you muttering behind my back saying bad things about me as soon as I came here. Zheng Da, why is your voice so small after not seeing you for a few days?" Huang Shengli walked into the kitchen quickly with a glowing face, gave Qin Huai an affirmative look kindly, straightened his waist, and walked to Zheng Da with big strides.

"I thought you wouldn't come today. I just called you but couldn't get through, so I asked Anyao to go to your house to find you." Huang Shengli said.

"Find me for what?" Zheng Da was a little confused.

"It's all written in the report; you are the Bole of the thousand-mile horse. Now the thousand-mile horse is famous all over the world, and guests from Southeast Asia to the Atlantic are coming to see the style of the thousand-mile horse. Shouldn't you, the Bole, also shine and heat up?"

Zheng Da:?

"Do some work." Huang Shengli said concisely.

Zheng Da: "... Do what?"

Zheng Da knew that now is indeed not the time to be lazy.

It was embarrassing enough to ask Zhi Wei Ju for help when the hundred-fruit filling wasn't researched, and to be exposed on the spot by his son. If he didn't roll up his sleeves and shine at this time, it would be difficult for this Bole to go further and become a Master.

Zheng Da indicated that he could carry forward the spirit and give the reputation of Bole to Huang Shengli; he would just be the Master.

"I'll tell you what to do specifically after I hold a meeting with Xiao Qin and Xiao Cao. Don't be idle for now; knead the dough."

Zheng Da:?

He became a helper?

"Your fermented rice steamed buns are not bad either; help Xiao Qin make fermented rice steamed buns first, and we will go hold a meeting to set the future new menu."

"Let's go, Xiao Qin, let's go upstairs to hold a meeting." Huang Shengli said with a smile.

Qin Huai nodded and followed Huang Shengli upstairs into private room 111.

In the private room, Foreman Cao had been prepared for a long time, ready with paper and pen to make meeting summaries at any time, and there was a bowl of unfinished Four Joys Tangyuan beside the paper and pen.

It can be seen that Foreman Cao really wants to eat breakfast, but because she is too excited, she currently has no appetite for breakfast.

"Xiao Cao, you speak first."

Huang Shengli and Qin Huai sat down.

"Okay!" Foreman Cao stood up excitedly, full of energy, as if she had become 10 years younger. "I will first talk about the most urgent matter Huang Ji is facing."

"Queuing!"

"I read the article on "Zhi Wei" 18 times this morning, and more than half of the descriptions about food are recommendations for Guo'er. This is a brand new and unfamiliar snack for the vast majority of diners. Master Huang, do you remember when Huang Ji just took over the state-run restaurant and you launched the Three-Head Banquet?"

"I remember." Huang Shengli said.

"Although the period when Huang Ji's business was best was when it was on "Zhi Wei" last time, I think the period when the Three-Head Banquet was launched was Huang Ji's most glorious time."

"At that time, the state-run restaurant collapsed, and the most famous ones in Gusu were several newly opened restaurants. No one was optimistic when you took over the state-run restaurant because you were originally a master chef at the state-run restaurant, but the state-run restaurant still collapsed."

"Everyone knows that the collapse of the state-run restaurant was entirely a management problem and had nothing to do with your craftsmanship. The manager at that time simply had a problem with his brain; he had so many big dishes and good dishes but wouldn't let them be on the menu, saying that these dishes were used to entertain leaders. By that time, where were there still leaders coming to the state-run restaurant to eat? In many people's hearts, a collapsed old store is not as good as a rising new star."

"When Huang Ji first opened, the business was indeed average. Although the menu was updated, in the hearts of many old customers, Huang Ji was still the original state-run restaurant, just changed the boss and changed a name. It was still not high-end, not as high-end and decent as those new restaurants with luxurious decoration."

"So you launched the Three-Head Banquet."

"This is the foundation of Huang Ji."

Huang Shengli nodded slightly: "Indeed. The money for taking over Huang Ji Restaurant and re-decorating was basically paid by Gong Liang. At that time, he said it was an investment to comfort me, but in my heart, this money was what I owed him. Owed such a large sum of money, my psychological pressure was very high, and I could only make the Three-Head Banquet day and night to pay off the debt."

"Even now, Gong Liang will occasionally complain that I forgot my roots after making money. When Huang Ji first opened, I could eat the Three-Head Banquet whenever I wanted; now I have to find reasons to get married or divorced to eat a Three-Head Banquet."

Foreman Cao brought the topic back: "Now, Guo'er is Huang Ji's new Three-Head Banquet."

"Back then, Huang Ji was able to change the reputation of the previous state-run restaurant and make countless out-of-town guests flock to it. Even many business bosses would name Huang Ji to eat the Three-Head Banquet as soon as they came to Gusu. That's because the Three-Head Banquet is Huang Ji's true signature, a unique signature. At that time, in the whole of Gusu, and even surrounding cities, no second restaurant could be found that could make a complete Three-Head Banquet, and the taste and appearance were comparable to Huang Ji."

"Guo'er is too."

""Zhi Wei" gave Guo'er such a big advertisement; it is even more novel and mysterious than the Three-Head Banquet. If the guests queuing outside during this time came because they read Xu Cheng's Weibo and wanted to taste Master Xiao Qin's craftsmanship, they might not have had anything specific they wanted to eat, and they wanted to eat whatever Master Xiao Qin sold, then the guests from today onwards are specifically for Guo'er."

"All the guests who called to inquire today only wanted to eat this snack."

"Master Huang, this snack must be limited." Foreman Cao looked at Huang Shengli. "It can't be bought by queuing alone like fermented rice steamed buns and three-diced buns. If it can be bought by queuing, I'm afraid there will be people queuing outside Huang Ji 24 hours a day starting today."

Huang Shengli knew that Foreman Cao was not exaggerating. He had seen with his own eyes many years ago how willing guests who came specifically for "Zhi Wei" were to queue.

Huang Shengli thought for a while: "Let's do this, Guo'er can only be eaten in the store."

"Limited per person, each person can only order one. This snack has a lot of weight, one is a full half a jin, enough to eat."

"What about the price?" Foreman Cao asked.

"The price cannot be set too high, cannot exceed three digits; Xiao Cao, you look at it and set a price you think is appropriate."

"As for membership cards, distribution, and advance booking, forget it. For so many years, Huang Ji has not engaged in these messy things except for dishes like braised whole pig head that must be booked in advance."

"The membership card is still the old model, automatically upgraded when the cumulative consumption reaches 80,000; don't engage in things like stored value."

Huang Ji's membership card doesn't have much effect because Huang Ji doesn't have stored value activities like "charge how much and give how much". When the membership card was launched, it was also to facilitate old customers to order.

Huang Ji's membership card can be upgraded to a senior member when the cumulative consumption reaches 80,000. Senior members do not enjoy discounts, but can book private rooms in advance and have priority.

Ordinary members can only book private rooms on the same day.

Foreman Cao nodded.

Qin Huai listened quietly from the side.

He couldn't get a word in either; Qin Huai was just here for exchange, not a shareholder of Huang Ji, so he couldn't get involved in this kind of thing.

"Xiao Qin, you may have to work hard during this time; temporarily put aside practicing heat control and hundred-fruit filling." Huang Shengli looked at Qin Huai. "Adjust your work and rest, don't come so early in the morning, just arrive at 9:30."

"Correspondingly, you have to work harder at night. After all, if Guo'er can only be eaten in the store, it must be sold all day, not just at noon."

Qin Huai understood; he was going to adjust his working hours to be the same as everyone else.

"Is that okay?" Huang Shengli asked.

"Of course it's okay." Qin Huai agreed readily. "Special policies for special periods; making Guo'er is also practice. Guests have come from far away, I can't let them leave disappointed without eating a single bite."

(End of chapter)