Chapter 277

(A book friend reminded me that Cao Cao Guixiang hasn't passed away in this timeline, and I also discovered it, so I modified part of the plot in the previous two chapters)

Seeing Qin Huai come, Qin Luo seemed to have found a savior, and also seemed to have found evidence. She held her head high, her chest out, and her back straight. Holding the large bowl, she ran to Qin Huai's side, hugged Qin Huai's arm, and said proudly and loudly:

"Look, my brother is here, my brother must be the most amazing! Brother, don't you think so?"

Qin Huai:?

Qin Luo is already this old, and he still has to experience the plot of "my brother can also eat shit"?

He originally wanted to say that the child had enough Joy Tangyuan for two days, but now it seems she has to eat for another two days.

"Luo Luo, have you finished the test papers left by your math teacher?" Qin Huai asked.

Qin Luo's back couldn't be straightened anymore.

Zhang Zhang Zhiyun held the large bowl and looked Qin Huai up and down, humming very unconvinced, but what he said was very polite: "Although the large Joy Tangyuan your brother made are very delicious and are the most delicious I've ever eaten, they are definitely not as delicious as what my grandma makes."

"My grandma hasn't made large Joy Tangyuan before, but if my grandma made them, they would definitely be more delicious than what your brother makes!"

After speaking, a gentle voice came from behind Zhang Zhang Zhiyun.

"Yunyun, what are you saying?"

Following the voice, an old lady walked over wearing a red flower-patterned cotton-padded jacket, not very tall, slightly chubby, with a very ordinary appearance, and a kind smile in her eyes.

Cao Cao Guixiang.

"Grandma!" Seeing Cao Cao Guixiang, Zhang Zhang Zhiyun seemed to see his own confidence. Holding the large bowl, he rushed up, pointed at Qin Luo unconvinced, and said, "She said the large Joy Tangyuan her brother made are more delicious than what you make!"

Cao Cao Guixiang:...

Cao Cao Guixiang didn't speak, but first lowered her head and glanced at the large bowl in Zhang Zhang Zhiyun's hand, a little surprised: "Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan."

Then Cao Cao Guixiang looked at Qin Huai and Qin Luo in the direction Zhang Zhang Zhiyun pointed, looked at Qin Huai a few more times, very naturally took the bowl from her grandson's hand, picked up a spoon, and scooped one up.

She tasted a little bit.

The expression on Cao Cao Guixiang's face gradually became surprised. While eating, she looked at Qin Huai while holding the bowl, as if she were looking at some rare person, and just chewed and ate the whole Joy Tangyuan like that.

She ate the sesame sugar filling one.

"In terms of Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan, Grandma is indeed not as good as his brother," Cao Cao Guixiang said with a smile, and returned the bowl to her grandson.

Zhang Zhang Zhiyun's sky collapsed, his face full of "the minister originally wanted to fight to the death, why did your majesty surrender first."

Grandma, how could you surrender first?

Your grandson just started fighting with the other side!

Cao Cao Guixiang explained patiently: "Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan are pastries from Changzhou, belonging to the Jiangnan area. The pastries your grandma knows are not many to begin with; I'm slightly better at noodles, and I can also make steamed buns, pea flour cakes, and rolling donkey, but when has your grandma ever made pastries from the Jiangnan area?"

"It's okay to make things that look good, but I really can't make this kind of pursuit of taste matching."

"The Joy Tangyuan we eat in our family on the Lantern Festival are all bought in the supermarket."

Zhang Zhang Zhiyun understood, and he could do it again.

"Heard that, my grandma doesn't know how to make these large Joy Tangyuan. If it's about noodles, what my grandma makes is definitely more delicious than what your brother makes!"

Qin Luo didn't care about any math test papers at this time, let go of Qin Huai's arm and rushed up: "Impossible, the chicken soup noodles my brother makes are super delicious!"

"What my grandma makes is more delicious!"

"What my brother makes is more delicious!"

Everyone:...

The Zhang family silently looked into the distance, pretending not to see this unlucky child.

Qin Huai also silently looked at the sky, pretending not to have this unlucky sister.

Zhang Chu stepped forward quickly and whispered to his wife to explain what had just happened and Qin Huai's identity, wanting his wife to persuade Qin Huai not to be obsessed with molds like his dad.

A person's life is precious in giving up; when it's time to give up, one must still give up, and one must have self-knowledge.

After listening, Cao Cao Guixiang said: "If this is the case, then make a few more sets of molds that he likes for little Master Qin. With his level, as long as he knows the steps, it's not a problem."

Zhang Chu:?!

Just at this time, Qin Huai served two bowls of Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan, one for Cao Cao Guixiang and one for Zhang Chu.

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandma Cao, eat some Joy Tangyuan first."

Zhang Chu took the Joy Tangyuan and subconsciously stuffed it into his mouth. After biting the first bite, he was shocked. After swallowing the Joy Tangyuan, he looked at Qin Huai and blurted out: "Could it be that you are Qin Guisheng's grandson?!"

Qin Huai:?

Who is Qin Guisheng? It's already 980,000 words, does this book still have characters he doesn't know?

Cao Cao Guixiang bumped Zhang Chu lightly with her elbow, trying hard not to roll her eyes: "This is the Qin family village, isn't it normal for little Master Qin to be surnamed Qin? My second senior brother has been abroad for many years, can his grandson be here?"

"If we could meet his grandson, would we be unable to contact my second senior brother and eldest senior brother for so many years?"

Zhang Chu hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I spoke quickly and talked nonsense, little Master Qin, don't mind."

Then he turned his head and apologized to his wife: "I was dizzy today. Just now little Master Qin told me about some mold, and I thought it was his dad who was cheated 20 years ago and came to settle accounts with me today. My brain is still dizzy now."

"You don't know the situation and you still ran into someone else's house to eat Joy Tangyuan rashly today. I still don't know why we came to eat Joy Tangyuan," Cao Cao Guixiang shook her head helplessly. "Can you change your habit of doing things rashly? Our son's rashness is all like you."

Zhang Chu shouted injustice: "I don't know the situation either. Branch Secretary Qin called us to come, so I came. I thought the Qin family village was holding an event this year, and there was some festival celebration, and passersby could share a bowl of Joy Tangyuan to get some joy."

As he spoke, Zhang Chu pointed to the person on the side: "Look, doesn't it look like it?"

Cao Cao Guixiang:...

Don't say, it really looks like it.

When she came, she also thought the Qin family village was holding an event this year. On the way, she even took out her mobile phone, ready to take pictures of dragon and lion dances at any time.

Qin Huai standing on the side:...

Don't you two talk without avoiding people? At least lower your voice.

Then Zhang Chu pointed directly at Qin Huai and asked without avoiding people: "Cao Guixiang, are you sure little Master Qin can use the molds I made? Didn't you say that those molds could only be used by professional pastry chefs?"

"Yes," Cao Cao Guixiang nodded affirmatively. "You called him little Master Qin after one bite of Joy Tangyuan, you say can he?"

Qin Huai felt it was time to show off a little bit.

Qin Huai coughed to attract the attention of the two, and then introduced himself sincerely: "Grandpa Zhang, I am a professional pastry chef. I have been on "Zhiwei", and the cover pastry of this year's "Zhiwei" New Year issue is my pastry."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Huai felt refreshed all over. Since he understood the gold content of "Zhiwei", he hadn't had such an opportunity to show off in a seemingly casual way.

Then Qin Huai saw Zhang Chu looking at himself blankly, stunned for a moment, and turned to ask Cao Cao Guixiang: "Cao Guixiang, what is "Zhiwei"?"

Cao Cao Guixiang was also a little confused: "It seems to be a magazine. I've been retired for so many years, maybe it's a relatively famous magazine." Zhang Chu suddenly realized: "So that's it, Master Qin really has successors. Little Master Qin is indeed blue out of blue and better than blue. Don't worry, your Grandpa Zhang I keep my word, just say how many sets of molds you want, Grandpa Zhang will make them for you for free, using the best wood!"

Qin Huai, who failed to show off, silently looked at the sky.

Qin Huai chatted awkwardly with Zhang Chu and Cao Cao Guixiang at the kitchen door for a while, and chatted awkwardly with their son and daughter for a while, then Qin Huai went back to continue working.

The helpers in the kitchen were still waiting for Master Qin to go back and preside over the overall situation.

Qin Huai didn't know Zhang Chu's family before and had no contact with them, except for the large amount of IQ tax Qin Congwen paid in his early years, it could be said to be zero contact.

Meeting today was mainly because of the old branch secretary's introduction. Qin Huai had no other purpose, just wanted to ask Zhang Chu to make another batch of molds, and adding WeChat was enough, and the rest could be discussed in detail later.

Zhang Zhang Zhiyun and Qin Luo had already run outside the courtyard to argue about whether Grandma was amazing or Brother was amazing. The others in the Zhang family held bowls and listened to gossip everywhere, and after eating Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan, they shared Three-Ding Bao and fermented rice steamed buns.

"Mom, try this bun, this bun is really delicious!" Zhang Zhang Chiyuan excitedly stuffed buns to his mother, Cao Cao Guixiang stuffed two in her hand, and Zhang Chu stuffed one in his hand.

After a bowl of Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan, Cao Cao Guixiang was basically full. She had stir-fried two dishes at the village head's house in the village where she was an educated youth, and had two bites before coming over. Now she didn't have extra appetite to eat buns, so she took a shallow bite.

Just one bite, and Cao Cao Guixiang was shocked again.

Eating pastries is also a matter of laymen eating the excitement and experts eating the doorway.

When eating Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan, Cao Cao Guixiang tasted Qin Huai's excellent seasoning ability. The fillings of the red bean paste and sesame sugar Joy Tangyuan were particularly prominent, the meat filling was slightly inferior, the mixed fruit filling used too rich ingredients, which was unique, and the overall matching was qualified.

For a single portion of Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan, Cao Cao Guixiang could judge that Qin Huai was not an ordinary pastry chef. He should have been guided by a famous teacher, had a very good pastry recipe, and added years of hard practice to have his current skills at this age.

After eating a Three-Ding Bao, Cao Cao Guixiang tasted Qin Huai's excellent dough kneading level again.

Just these two pastries were enough to prove that he was a mature pastry chef, the kind that could graduate.

Cao Cao Guixiang, who had been retired for many years, was suddenly a little curious about what kind of master could teach such an excellent disciple.

Cao Cao Guixiang was gnawing on the bun and found that the old branch secretary was looking at the bun in her hand with longing, so she was stunned for a moment and subconsciously handed out the other bun she hadn't gnawed.

The old branch secretary didn't expect to be able to eat employee meals without going to work, so he was overjoyed, took the bun and started gnawing.

"Branch Secretary Qin, I want to ask you something," Cao Cao Guixiang said. "Do you know who little Master Qin's master is?"

"Master?" The old branch secretary said vaguely, thought for two seconds and shook his head decisively, "Where did Huaihuai get a master? I heard his grandfather say that his skills were self-taught."

Then, the old branch secretary, who had been addicted to telling gossip for the past two days and would uncontrollably continue to tell what he knew as long as someone started, switched back to work mode, subconsciously reached for the teacup on his right hand, didn't touch it, and could only dryly tell everything he knew.

It was nothing more than a refreshing story of an orphan background, fate with a younger brother and younger sister, full pastry talent points, sensationalizing the whole village in his freshman year, inheriting an inheritance to go to the big city to develop for half a year, and returning after learning.

Laymen think it's a refreshing story, experts think it's a myth.

Cao Cao Guixiang was stunned.

Self-taught?

You tell me this skill is self-taught?

When she, Cao Cao Guixiang, was learning, she could be considered a genius, and it was impossible to be so awesome to the point of self-taught to this extent.

Hearing the end, Cao Cao Guixiang held half a Three-Ding Bao that she had forgotten to gnaw in her hand, and asked a question blankly:

"Can I, go in and take a look at little Master Qin making pastries?"

The old branch secretary went into the kitchen to negotiate.

The Qin family kitchen is a restricted area, and unrelated personnel are prohibited from entering.

But it can be accommodated.

When the old branch secretary was telling gossip about Zhang Chu's family in the past two days, he used 40% of the ink to describe how superb Zhang Chu's carpentry skills were, making the ten miles and eight villages sigh in admiration, and all major production teams were very jealous that the production team where Zhang Chu was could have such a treasure educated youth with self-contained skills, hating it so much that their teeth were broken.

The remaining 60% of the ink was all describing how delicious the food Cao Cao Guixiang cooked was, stir-fried green vegetables were delicious, cold-mixed wild vegetables were delicious, stewed miscellaneous fish was delicious, and the pork dishes made when the village slaughtered pigs were even more delicious to the point of making the tongue fresh.

Being able to make the old branch secretary, who had always been cautious in his words, connect freshness with pork, it can be seen that Cao Cao Guixiang's cooking skills must be very superb.

After all, Zhang Chu's carpentry skills were here, and Qin Huai had seen the molds Zhang Chu made more than 20 years ago. By analogy, Qin Huai felt that Cao Cao Guixiang's cooking skills should be on par with Huang Huang Shengli.

It was a master who had been retired for many years.

Qin Huai welcomed experts from all walks of life to come and guide him, and it would be even better if they could give him an online class.

Little Master Qin indicated that there were too many things he had to practice; seasoning had to be practiced, finger techniques had to be practiced, and heat control also had to be practiced.

Qin Huai previously felt that his pastry making was okay, and he could see the data panel after the game system was activated, but now he only felt that everything was not okay, and everything needed to be practiced.

When Cao Cao Guixiang entered the kitchen, Qin Huai was seasoning the meat filling.

Qin Huai still hadn't conquered the meat filling of the Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan.

He knew this was a level issue.

The level wasn't up to par, and the meat filling hadn't kept up with the development of the other three fillings, dragging his feet.

This was a proficiency issue.

After these days of crazy Joy Tangyuan making, Qin Huai's seasoning proficiency had grown by a large margin, and now it was (82314/100000).

According to this growth rate, there was hope to brush the seasoning to the master level before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Qin Huai was now counting on the seasoning to reach the master level first, and then the Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan would follow, becoming his first A-level pastry in the true sense.

Therefore, every time he reached the seasoning step, Qin Huai was particularly serious and focused.

Seasoning completed!

Qin Huai started stirring the meat filling.

"Have you ever tried soaking the meat filling in starch water twice?" A gentle female voice sounded in Qin Huai's ear.

"Eh?" Qin Huai turned his head and saw Cao Cao Guixiang.

Cao Cao Guixiang was staring at the meat filling in the basin, and without raising her head, she said: "I discovered it when I was eating Four-Joy Joy Tangyuan; the meat filling is obviously inferior to the other three sweet fillings, but your seasoning level is very high, you have a good tongue, and with your level of making Three-Ding Bao, there shouldn't be such a big gap."

"So I think you should have some secret recipes for the other three sweet fillings."

"I'm not very good at making pastries, and even less good at making sweet-filled pastries, but I happen to have some small secret recipes for salty fillings and meat fillings."

"Soaking the meat filling in starch water twice will have a very different effect. Do you want to try it?"

Cao Cao Guixiang looked at Qin Huai with a smile, as if what she said wasn't some secret recipe, but just some practical little kitchen tips.

She smiled with her eyebrows curved, looking like a very kind and easy-to-talk-to elder.

(End of chapter)