Chapter 244: Is this still Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan?

In the end, both Gong Liang and Qin Huai ate two Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan.

Qin Huai didn't know if Gong Liang's situation was good or not, anyway, he was almost sent away by these two Tangyuan.

The next day, as soon as Qin Huai went to Huang Ji, the first thing he did wasn't to eat breakfast, but to grab Tan Weian and ask him to re-sort out the production process, ingredients, and why it was this ingredient ratio for normal Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan.

It scared Tan Weian, who thought Qin Huai was here to conduct a surprise inspection of his homework results today.

Although Qin Huai didn't leave Tan Weian any homework about Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan, Tan Weian hadn't practiced Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan during this time either.

Tan Weian had his own rhythm.

His rhythm was not to touch Hundred-Fruit Filling.

Tan Weian felt that he was a bit allergic to these three words.

"Um... it's just... actually... this... give me two minutes to sort it out, the process of this Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan is..." Being asked by Qin Huai like this, Tan Weian's brain crashed, only feeling like he was back in his student days, the feeling of being called by the teacher to answer questions while daydreaming in class.

Tan Weian gave the junior brother crazy winks, letting Gu Li come to save him.

Gu Li served a bowl of boiled crepe wontons. The wontons had seaweed, small dried shrimps, and a small handful of chopped green onions, which was Qin Huai's favorite configuration.

Qin Huai took the wontons and started eating. Seeing that the person who handed the wontons was Gu Li, he asked casually: "How is your Ruyi Roll practice going?"

Qin Huai knew that he had neglected Gu Li a bit during this time.

There were too many things during this time. Discovering that Grandpa Wang was a spirit, Qu Jing waking up, Chen Huihong and the Yunzhong Canteen guest house-buying group arriving, Qin Huai's thoughts were divided among familiar friends, and correspondingly, there would be much less left for those around him.

Gu Li was always silent, coming earliest and leaving latest every day, not talking, just burying his head in doing things, doing whatever others told him to do.

At the beginning, when everyone wasn't familiar, the people at Huang Ji would pay a little attention to Gu Li. After all, his working hours were really too long, and this kind of super roll king was still worth everyone's strong attention.

Now that everyone was familiar with each other, they got used to it, and Gu Li gradually became less present.

Qin Huai felt that he hadn't eaten the Ruyi Roll made by Gu Li for several days. Gu Li would make it every day, but he wouldn't take the initiative to give it to Qin Huai to taste. Other Does Zhi Wei Ju chefs actively served tea, poured water, and handed dim sum, so Qin Huai's focus of attention naturally was on other chefs.

Gu Li said muffledly: "Still the same as before, no change."

No change meant no progress.

"I will practice more," Gu Li added.

"Practice well," Qin Huai encouraged, "Quantitative change can lead to qualitative change."

While speaking, Qin Huai had already eaten half a bowl of wontons and turned his gaze back to Tan Weian: "Sorted it out yet?"

Tan Weian:... Is Qin Huai secretly working part-time as a teacher? Why does he feel that Qin Huai is a bit like his junior high school dean?

Tan Weian could only stutter and tell the recipe of Hundred-Fruit Filling that he had already told Qin Huai, then attach some understanding that he had just made up, and finally said with a mournful face:

"I'm really not good at Hundred-Fruit Filling. I only learned the recipe from Master Zhou and practiced for a period of time. I learned it back then because Master Zhou was willing to teach, and I thought that having more skills wouldn't weigh me down, learning one more thing is one more thing, without in-depth study and development."

"I know," Qin Huai nodded; it wasn't his first day knowing Tan Weian.

In a cultivation novel, Tan Weian would be a young master born into a prestigious family, with decent cultivation, not very refined, but able to beat loose cultivators of the same level by relying on many magic treasures.

If you want to count on his cultivation to be very high, that's impossible, but you can count on his treasure bag; you might be able to get some good things out of it.

"I just want to confirm the main ingredients again," Qin Huai said.

Tan Weian's recipe was given by Master Zhou. As the most famous master of Does Zhi Wei Ju, the recipe given by Master Zhou must be no problem, and it must be the top among similar recipes.

Researching according to the train of thought of Master Zhou's recipe, it must be correct.

Thinking of this, Qin Huai suddenly discovered that Zheng Da's initial train of thought was correct. After Zheng Da couldn't figure out the Hundred-Fruit Filling, he ran home to retreat and seek help from Master Zhou of Does Zhi Wei Ju, asked for the recipe, pondered for a few days, added a few nuts and candied fruits that didn't affect the overall situation and could be bluffed, and made a normal Hundred-Fruit Filling.

This train of thought of Zheng Da was actually a low-profile version of bluffing. He just didn't think that he could increase the dosage of winter melon sugar to achieve the maximum degree of bluffing.

Seeing Qin Huai lost in thought, Tan Weian asked tentatively and uneasily: "Master... Master Qin, you don't want to make Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan this afternoon, do you?"

Look at how scared Tan Weian was, he even called him Master Qin.

Tan Weian's voice was very small, but it was still heard by Zheng Siyuan not far away. As soon as Zheng Siyuan heard the five words "Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan," the keyword was triggered, and he walked over with wontons.

"You want to practice Hundred-Fruit Filling today?" Zheng Siyuan's tone carried a trace of gratification.

That was a kind of gratification of "I knew that you were just playing around with other dim sum, and what you care about most in your heart now is still Hundred-Fruit Filling."

"Have some ideas, plan to practice tonight when I go back. Ouyang is at home, he can help taste it," Qin Huai said truthfully.

"What ideas?" Zheng Siyuan pursued.

"Tell you when there are results."

Hearing Qin Huai say this, Zheng Siyuan stopped pursuing and walked to the side to eat wontons. Instead, Tan Weian stood still and didn't move, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"Then Qin Huai, what do you plan to practice this afternoon?"

Qin Huai didn't have the habit of resting at noon. Every day at noon, he would practice dim sum for a while after eating, then practice heat control with Huang Shengli, rest for 10 minutes, and then start the evening business.

In fact, if you really count it, the time Qin Huai practices dim sum every day during this time is no less than this group of roll kings at Does Zhi Wei Ju.

Qin Huai still has to make a batch when he goes back at night.

However, Qin Huai himself doesn't feel tired. For him, some dim sum is work, some dim sum is a task, and some dim sum is relaxation.

Although he is making dim sum from morning to night, these dim sum are different, covering work and entertainment.

"Hedgehog buns, didn't you see that I brought the tool bag?" Qin Huai said.

Qin Huai has a set of tools specifically for styling dim sum.

Although his finger techniques have just been upgraded to intermediate, poor students have many stationery items. In terms of various white-case tools, Qin Huai is no less than professional chefs from professional classes.

Small clips, small awls, small pestles for styling, and some strange little things and various molds, Qin Huai has them all.

A while ago, he was even strongly recommended by Zheng Da to use clips for pinching lace edges for Qianhua buns, adding a few more tools.

"Why did you suddenly start practicing hedgehog buns again?" Tan Weian was a bit curious.

Based on Tan Weian's understanding of Qin Huai, if Qin Huai suddenly practiced a type of dim sum on a certain day, it might be a whim, but if he practiced the same dim sum for two consecutive days, it meant he was really practicing.

Regardless of how many days he practiced specifically, even if he only practiced for two days, that was also deliberate practice.

"Practicing finger techniques to find the feel, I plan to practice Thousand-Flower Palace Lantern Buns in a while," Qin Huai put down the bowl and casually stopped a passing Does Zhi Wei Ju chef, "Is anyone making Soup Dumplings today?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Master Qin, I'll get it for you!"

Since the Does Zhi Wei Ju chefs came to Huang Ji to help, the variety of breakfast at Huang Ji has become increasingly rich.

"Practicing new dim sum again," Tan Weian muttered, then raised his volume, "Qin Huai, why on earth do you want to practice so many strange dim sum?"

Tan Weian directly asked the question that had troubled Zheng Siyuan for a long time.

"Because friends want to eat," Qin Huai still felt his mouth was a bit dry, and grabbed a tomato from the side of the washed vegetables and gnawed on it directly, "Like Four-Joy Tangyuan, it's because Mr. Gong wants to eat."

"Rice cakes are what Dr. Qu likes to eat."

"Double Crab Buns are what Grandpa Wang wants to eat."

"Including the Guo'er I make every day now, it's what a friend you don't know who doesn't like to go out likes to eat."

"Many meat-filled dim sum, and palace dim sum go without saying, are what my sister Luo Luo wants to eat." "Just because friends want to eat, you practice like this? Practice like practicing Four-Joy Tangyuan?" Tan Weian was shocked.

"Yes," Qin Huai certainly couldn't tell Tan Weian directly that some dim sum were to complete game tasks, so he could only change the wording, "Isn't dim sum made for people to eat?"

"It's just that many chefs' dim sum are made for customers to eat, while many of my dim sum are made for friends to eat."

"For me, as long as relatives and friends eat my dim sum happily, it's already very satisfying. Not to mention that I can make money by the way, making any dim sum is making, why not make the dim sum I want to make that can make relatives and friends happy."

Tan Weian still had a shocked expression, with a trace of sudden realization and enlightenment in the shock.

"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Qin Huai asked.

"I just suddenly felt very confused after coming to Huang Ji," Tan Weian blurted out, "I have learned many dim sum, and I also have many good recipes, and even some secret recipes, so many that I can't learn them all."

"So for the past two years, I actually didn't know which one I should practice, what to do, where to start learning, and where to practice. There are too many choices and I don't know which one is good. I can't do the hardest ones, and I'm not reconciled to doing the ones I'm best at."

"I see you hitting east and west every day and thought you were the same as me, but it turns out you are different from me."

Qin Huai:...

Did he just hear some Versailles speech?

What do you mean by too many dim sum recipes to learn? How many dim sum recipes are in your treasure bag, Tan Weian, that you can't even learn them all?

"Qin Huai, what dim sum do you think I should start practicing?" Tan Weian looked like he had found a life mentor.

Qin Huai really wanted to tell Tan Weian to take out the things in his treasure bag first and let him taste how many dim sum recipes he had that were too many to learn.

But he couldn't do that.

Tan Weian just said that many are secret recipes, and no matter how good the relationship is, you can't just look at other people's secret recipes.

Not to mention that Tan Weian and Qin Huai are actually both labor-dispatched to Huang Ji, and the two are just temporary colleagues.

"Practice what you like, if it really doesn't work, practice what Gu Li likes. Isn't he your junior brother? Letting people with good relationships help taste can gain motivation."

Tan Weian felt it made sense, and hurriedly leaned to Gu Li's side: "Junior brother, what dim sum do you like to eat?"

Gu Li looked up at Tan Weian, didn't speak, and continued to make dim sum.

Gu Li couldn't quite figure out what qualifications the Third Senior Brother had to nag about Qin Huai making Hundred-Fruit Filling until he was obsessed, and he had become perverted. He clearly wasn't much better.

Since the Third Senior Brother came to Huang Ji, he has also become increasingly unreliable.

That night, Qin Huai made another batch of Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan.

With the first attempt yesterday to determine the general direction, the exchange with Tan Weian during the day to set the main tone, the Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan at night achieved a huge breakthrough!

It still wasn't delicious, but it wasn't that bad anymore.

It was still a bit too sweet. Qin Huai was also just starting to try to cover the taste of other materials with the taste of winter melon sugar, and the dosage was still too much, and it was still too much after control.

But compared to before, there was a significant improvement.

Many grandpas and grandmas even gave good reviews against their conscience.

Expressing that compared to all the Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan eaten before, the Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan eaten tonight could be called delicious.

Although it was still sweet and not delicious, in the bad taste, it was already considered a very delicious bad taste.

Qin Huai felt that the grandpas and grandmas were being PUAd by the Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan.

Maybe because they hadn't eaten delicious ones before, and the first time they ate it, they ate a very explosive version, many grandpas and grandmas felt that Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan was just this style, and it was that they, as outsiders, weren't used to eating it.

When they had already defined Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan as bad-tasting in their hearts, the normal bad taste was delicious.

On the third day, Qin Huai continued to try.

It was still not delicious, but compared to the second day, there was some progress. On the basis of not being delicious, it wasn't that sweet anymore. Qin Huai felt that he had touched a bit of the ratio of winter melon sugar.

On the fourth day, on the basis of controlling the dosage of winter melon sugar, Qin Huai started to try to highlight the taste of other nuts and dried fruits.

This is the train of thought for making normal Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan.

Winter melon sugar will cover the taste of most materials, but it cannot cover all of them, otherwise this is not Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan, but winter melon sugar Tangyuan.

On the fourth day, Qin Huai was very careful when making it, because he knew that he had already embarked on that correct path.

He didn't have to bump around like a headless fly like before. When there was no direction and he was trying randomly, he could be bold, unconventional, innovate, do whatever he liked, and do whatever strange things he wanted. After touching the correct direction, the rest was strict control of variables and trying step by step.

Over the 4 days, not a single one of the grandpas and grandmas who ate Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan was missing.

Every night, rain or shine, they arrived on time, standing from Qin Huai's house to Gong Liang's house. Those who couldn't stand brought their own small stools, and everyone had a firm attitude and a determined expression.

Expressing that they would never fall behind and would never let Master Xiao Qin down.

Then they secretly pulled a small group, discussing and negotiating in the group until what day this Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan had to be eaten.

Although it wasn't as bad as before, it wasn't delicious either. Sure enough, different places have different tastes, and they, as outsiders, just weren't used to the local taste.

Then on this day, the grandpas and grandmas were surprised to find that their tastes seemed to be assimilated.

This Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan that made them look at it with a big head didn't seem to be that bad anymore.

No, it couldn't be said that it didn't seem to be that bad, it was that it became not bad.

It became a normal taste that could be accepted by people.

Of course, it wasn't delicious either.

It was just a sweet Tangyuan wrapped in glutinous rice, mixed with many nuts, looking rich in ingredients and nutritious, but the taste was extremely ordinary, and there was no big problem eating one or two.

An ordinary Tangyuan that had many substitutes, wouldn't be eaten if there were delicious ones, but it didn't matter if there was no choice.

Grandma Ding was stunned.

She held the bowl, held the spoon, and looked at the Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan in the spoon that had been bitten a small bite and had already revealed the filling inside. At first glance, this Tangyuan was indeed quite good, with rich ingredients.

Grandma Ding suspected that she had been hypnotizing herself on the way here, and the hypnosis was successful.

On the way here, she kept telling herself to encourage Master Xiao Qin, to praise this Tangyuan for its taste, that it was acceptable, to praise more, and to accept it.

Grandma Ding really wanted to encourage Qin Huai, and also really wanted Qin Huai to believe that what she said was true, and then give up making Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan and do something else.

Grandma Ding said that she was at this age, and she had a bitter background when she was young. Although she was quite rich now and lived a good life, she did indeed suffer a lot when she was young.

When she was old, she wanted to eat something sweet, but she didn't want to eat this kind of sweet.

Ouyang was enough for this kind of food tasting; he was young and could carry it.

Grandma Ding suspected that she had really deceived herself, and her sense of taste had been deceived into problems.

"I feel that today's Tangyuan is actually okay, is... is... is it my problem?" Grandma Ding started to doubt life.

An unnamed grandma was also very confused: "Don't know, because I also feel it's okay."

Then this grandma widened her presbyopic eyes, stared at the Tangyuan, and issued a soul-searching question: "Is this still Hundred-Fruit Filling Tangyuan?"

"How can it..."

"Be okay?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 245 =====