Chapter 280: Aren't you home for the New Year?

What does master-level filling preparation feel like?

In Qin Huai's imagination, the moment filling preparation broke through from advanced to master level, he should feel something shatter in his chest. Then a warm current would flow from his heart throughout his body, rushing straight to the top of his head, and his whole body would feel as if his Ren and Du meridians had been opened, feeling completely refreshed, as if helped by a god.

At worst, it should be a flash of inspiration like the protagonists in TV dramas when they achieve enlightenment; after a 50-cent special effect of white light, the protagonist who had been keeping their eyes closed would suddenly open them, their eyes firm. Scenes of memories would flash through their mind, and with the blessing of the memory kill, they would finally achieve enlightenment.

The result was—

No feeling at all.

Not a single feeling; Qin Huai didn't even know his filling preparation was master level until he clicked on the game panel.

Judging by the experience bar, at the moment filling preparation rose to master level, Qin Huai should have been holding a basin and stirring the meat filling vigorously.

Qin Huai looked at the meat filling in front of him.

If he had upgraded the skill while stirring the meat filling, was the plate of meat filling in front of him meat filling prepared with master-level filling preparation, or meat filling prepared with advanced filling preparation?

Qin Huai could feel that his filling preparation had improved a lot during this period; not only had filling preparation improved, but he also had a deeper understanding of soaking in starch water, but he didn't know how much the master-level filling preparation would add to filling preparation.

Would master-level filling preparation without a sense of enlightenment really have much of a bonus?

Try it and you'll know.

Qin Huai started to prepare a brand-new basin of meat filling.

Identical steps as before.

Soak in starch water.

Prepare filling.

It seemed there was indeed a different feeling; every step felt more handy.

More confident, very confident that he absolutely wouldn't flip over, and even while preparing the filling, he could chat with the people on the side about the exciting gossip that so-and-so's son suddenly quit his job and returned to the countryside to farm because he was harassed by his former boss, and the former boss was also male, without flipping over.

On the second day of the first lunar month, when the old branch secretary was telling this gossip beside Qin Huai, Qin Huai was too engrossed in listening, and his hand shook when adding salt, and the meat filling was sent to Grandma Qin to boil meatball soup.

Now Qin Huai was very confident that such a thing wouldn't happen.

No matter how explosive the gossip was, he wouldn't listen until he flipped over.

Filling preparation finished.

Qin Huai wrapped a few Tangyuan and put them in the pot to boil.

【Four-Joy Tangyuan A Grade】

After 8 days, Qin Huai had boiled A-grade Four-Joy Tangyuan again!

At this moment, Qin Huai only felt relaxed all over, and he would never look at everything like Tangyuan again.

At the same time, he didn't want to make Tangyuan anymore.

Why make Tangyuan at a time like this? Of course, he had to call the respected Master Cao to report this good news!

Qin Huai took a photo of the prepared meat filling and sent it to Cao Guixiang, adding: Master Cao, take a look at how I prepared the meat filling today?

Quietly waiting for a reply.

No more kneading longevity noodles, no more making Four-Joy Tangyuan; Qin Huai took his phone and walked out of the kitchen, found the place in the courtyard with the best sunlight, and found a chair to sit down and bask in the sun.

Basking in the sun while scrolling through Moments, waiting for Cao Guixiang's reply.

At the same time, Cao Guixiang, who was chatting with her old sisters in the park, was wearing reading glasses and staring at the enlarged picture on her phone.

During these 8 days, the communication between Qin Huai and Cao Guixiang wasn't much.

After all, the two weren't familiar, and Qin Huai didn't have any questions to ask; he was just purely brushing up on proficiency, and occasionally he would chat with Cao Guixiang for a few sentences only when he realized some insights about soaking in starch water.

Cao Guixiang knew that Qin Huai was very talented.

Being a chef, being able to endure hardship is one thing, having comprehension is one thing, and having talent is another.

Many times, a chef's talent actually refers to their tongue. A good tongue can allow a chef to get twice the result with half the effort on the road of learning to cook, and the rumors that have been circulating in the world for many years that top chefs can taste someone else's unique recipe in one bite are not all rumors.

And comprehension refers more to breakthroughs in bottlenecks.

Ordinary passersby don't have the protagonist's system; they can't see grades, can't see proficiency, and can only improve themselves in day-after-day, boring, and dull hard practice.

This kind of improvement is sometimes fast, sometimes very slow, and sometimes has no effect at all.

Just like cultivating immortality, small stages can be achieved through hard practice, but large realms depend on enlightenment breakthroughs.

Those with poor comprehension might be stuck in a stage for a lifetime and not necessarily be able to break through. Those with good comprehension don't even feel like there are stages; they are always breaking through.

In Cao Guixiang's view, Qin Huai was a chef who possessed talent, comprehension, and the ability to endure hardship.

He might not love enduring hardship, but he could endure it.

For such a chef, with such bizarre experiences in learning to cook, nothing that happened would make Cao Guixiang feel strange.

Before seeing the picture of the meat filling sent by Qin Huai, Cao Guixiang had always felt this way. Now…

Cao Guixiang suspected that the prescription of her reading glasses might not be enough, otherwise it would be hard to explain why the meat filling sent by Qin Huai was so beautiful.

Well-processed meat filling is very beautiful; this processing doesn't just refer to processing in knife skills, but seasoning, stirring, and many other aspects of processing can make the meat filling very beautiful.

When Cao Guixiang was still learning to cook, the marinated and processed meat didn't need to be cooked; her master would take a look as he passed by and know if there was any problem with her processing.

"Guixiang, what are you looking at so intently? Did your grandson send you a message, or did your niece send you a message?" the friend chatting with Cao Guixiang teased.

Cao Guixiang adjusted her glasses: "It's a young man I just met two days ago who sent me a message, asking me to take a look at the meat filling he processed."

Hearing Cao Guixiang say this, the friend stopped asking. Cao Guixiang's culinary skills were famous in her circle of friends, and everyone loved to send messages to ask her when they encountered problems while cooking.

Cao Guixiang looked at the meat filling and suddenly felt a bit regretful that she hadn't met Qin Huai when he was a child, and that she hadn't returned to Qiu County to look around more than ten years ago, and gone to the Sanmalu Children's Welfare Institute to take a look.

If she had known Qin Huai back then, even if she didn't adopt him as a son, taking him as an apprentice would have been excellent.

Starting to practice basic skills from childhood, becoming a savory-dish chef—Cao Guixiang couldn't even imagine how cheerful she would be now if she had such an apprentice.

Qin Huai wouldn't be like he was now, with particularly long strengths and particularly short weaknesses, able to prepare such beautiful meat filling but unable to mince a decent meat paste while holding a kitchen knife.

After thinking about it, Cao Guixiang didn't reply to Qin Huai first, but called Zhang Chu instead.

Zhang Chu answered almost instantly.

"Guixiang, what's the matter? Is there something missing at home that needs to be bought? I happen to be near the supermarket."

"Wood." Cao Guixiang said.

"Huh?" Zhang Chu thought he had misheard.

"Didn't you promise to make a few sets of molds for Xiao Qin for free? Using the best wood; did you buy the wood?"

Zhang Chu scratched his head in confusion: "This wood… is it urgent? Isn't Xiao Qin still in the countryside for the New Year? When he comes back, when he has time, I can discuss with him which molds he needs and then order the wood, that should be in time, right?"

"Order more; I'll tell you when I get home tonight. You make a few tools for Xiao Qin according to what I say, and the most critical thing is to make 6 good cutting boards." Cao Guixiang said solemnly, "Xiao Qin's knife skills are too poor; he needs to practice knife skills."

"Tomorrow morning you go buy groceries; I have to go find a few kitchen knives suitable for him for Xiao Qin."

Zhang Chu: … How did his wife suddenly become so attentive to Qin Huai?

Did Qin Huai send Four-Joy Tangyuan again?

Zhang Chu didn't understand, but Zhang Chu nodded: "Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Cao Guixiang replied to Qin Huai, not mentioning the meat filling in the photo.

Cao Guixiang: Xiao Qin, when do you have time to come to my house for a meal, and by the way, let my old Zhang discuss the mold matter with you.

Qin Huai: After the Lantern Festival, the 16th of the first lunar month is fine.

Cao Guixiang: Okay, then let's set it for noon on the 16th of the first lunar month ∩_∩

Qin Huai felt a bit strange looking at the message Cao Guixiang sent, thinking, is the meat filling I sent not worthy of Cao Guixiang typing a few words to evaluate?

On second thought, Qin Huai felt it was indeed not worthy. Cao Guixiang could mince a meat filling that had the effect of master-level filling preparation just by mincing it casually; perhaps in Cao Guixiang's eyes, the meat filling he just sent could barely be considered a passing product.

Sure enough, there are people beyond people, mountains beyond mountains; when Qin Huai felt that Huang Shengli's culinary skills were already very high, there would still be people with higher culinary skills than Huang Shengli.

Experts are among the people; letting the six people of Does Zhi Wei Ju call him Master Qin is not much of a skill; he still had a lot of room for improvement.

Qin Huai, who originally planned to rest for a few days and slack off, decided to rest for only one day. Rest today, make Tangyuan tomorrow morning, rest in the afternoon, and celebrate the Lantern Festival happily.

Then go directly to the city on the 16th of the first lunar month to set the molds and end the Spring Festival limited Four-Joy Tangyuan delivery activity in Qin Village.

Qin Huai looked at the meat filling he took a photo of with satisfaction a few more times, feeling that it was a pity not to show off such good meat filling.

He silently sent the meat filling to Zheng Da, Huang Shengli, Zheng Siyuan, Dong Shi, and Tan Weian.

Zheng Siyuan was the fastest to reply.

Qin Huai guessed that his pastry shop had likely reopened, and Master Xiao Zheng had returned to his previous leisurely life, living a relaxed life of making a batch of pastries and selling a batch.

He was probably selling pastries now, which was why he replied so quickly.

Zheng Siyuan: Aren't you home for the New Year?

Zheng Siyuan: Has the game system in your imagination issued a new task again?

Zheng Siyuan: How did you do it?

Zheng Siyuan: Does your village really not have a culinary master?

Zheng Siyuan: Do you have a video? Send me a video to see.

Zheng Siyuan: When are you returning to Shan City? I'll come find you.

Zheng Siyuan: I want to taste what the Four-Joy Tangyuan tastes like now.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 281 =====