Chapter 30: Rather than being rigid, it

"Slurp."

"Slurp, slurp."

"Slurp, slurp, slurp."

The sound of people eating noodles in the first-floor lobby was endless.

When Qin Congwen was happy while making noodles, he made too much. Not only did he make enough for all the staff, but he also made enough for all the members of the neighborhood committee.

Don't say, it really had a unique flavor.

Although it wasn't refined white flour and the texture was slightly lacking, the gray flour noodles mixed with wheat bran were chewier, and overall, they weren't bad. Especially for Qin Luo and Qin Huai, who had never eaten this type of noodle before, it truly had a unique flavor.

How should one describe this flavor...

Rich kids who are used to fine dining and delicacies might fall in love with the taste of wild vegetables that don't taste bad, perhaps because of the novelty.

Stories in third-rate magazines aren't entirely false either.

"Dad, these noodles are really delicious, I want another bowl!" Qin Luo was definitely a master of flattery; she finished a bowl of noodles in a whirlwind.

Qin Congwen, who hadn't enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention for many years, said happily: "That's right, we ate gray flour back then because we didn't have the conditions to eat white flour. As long as the conditions allowed, we could still make decent flour food. Especially when it came to the New Year, no matter how poor the family was, even if the gray flour was mixed with buckwheat flour, we had to scrape together some brown sugar to make gray flour steamed buns, so the family could eat some sweet buns to sweeten their mouths."

Qin Congwen, full of confidence, spoke very persuasively. Qin Luo believed it on the spot, holding her bowl with a mouth-watering expression: "Dad, make me brown sugar steamed buns tomorrow, I want to eat white flour ones, not buckwheat."

During this time, not only was Qin Luo tired of eating buckwheat buns, but Qin Huai was also about to vomit from eating them.

Although buckwheat buns were Chen Huihui's wish, whether they succeeded or not mainly depended on her taste. But as the chef making the buns, Qin Huai couldn't not taste them at all; he had to judge Chen Huihui's preferences through the taste of the buns. Theoretically, he ate more than Chen Huihui.

Not to mention that making buckwheat buns counted as overtime, which seriously violated Qin Huai's work philosophy of getting off at 12:00 PM. Every day after working overtime, he ate the products of his own overtime—it was truly using the original soup to digest the original food.

Since both Qin Luo and Qin Huai agreed, Qin Congwen's confidence increased greatly, thinking that his excellent noodle-making skills had conquered his children. For a moment, he even felt a bit regretful that he had given up the noodle business early because he couldn't make money; otherwise, he would at least be a noodle master famous in Qiu County by now.

Zhao Rong, who had long seen through the truth, ate her noodles without a word.

"By the way, Dad." Qin Huai swallowed the last mouthful of noodle soup, "Since you're using white flour to make brown sugar buns tomorrow, leave the remaining gray flour from this batch to me."

"Huh?"

"I feel that mixing gray flour with buckwheat flour to make buckwheat buns should also have a unique flavor. I want to try it," Qin Huai said.

Chen Huihui, who was burying her head in her noodles: (=°Д°=) Still eating?!

Chen Huihui shouted in her heart: Brother Qin Huai, can you rest for two days? She wants to eat fried chicken.

But Chen Huihui didn't speak; she just stubbornly swallowed the noodles and silently shed a tear in her heart.

The next day, Qin Luo got her wish and ate white flour brown sugar buns.

Then she concluded that the brown sugar buns her dad made with pure white flour weren't as delicious as the buckwheat buns her brother made. To some extent, technique is more important than ingredients. The great success of the gray flour noodles might just be because everyone was sick of eating buns and wanted to change their taste.

Qin Congwen's brown sugar buns were a big failure, and Qin Huai's gray flour buckwheat buns didn't receive Chen Huihui's affirmation either.

In terms of texture, the mixture of gray flour and buckwheat flour would add a special flavor to the buckwheat buns. This combination of not-so-fine fine grains and sufficiently coarse coarse grains might better suit the novelty-seeking tastes of city kids who grew up eating fine grains and hadn't eaten much coarse grains, but it was still not Chen Huihui's dream bun.

After changing the flour was still unsuccessful, Qin Huai realized that this task might be a protracted battle and couldn't be rushed.

Since it couldn't be rushed, it was better to let himself go.

Qin Huai indicated that he was a professional when it came to letting himself go.

Back when he was testing the ingredients for the Four-Joy Dumplings, Qin Huai tried everything he could think of: bitter melon, eggplant, cucumber, green beans, fish, pork, duck, goose... As long as it was a vegetable that could be bought in the market, there wasn't anything Qin Huai hadn't wrapped in a dumpling skin.

Qin Huai and Qin Luo, this pair of siblings, one really dared to make it, and the other really dared to eat it. The current success of the Four-Joy Dumplings was based on Qin Luo being beaten three times and eating dark cuisine for over a month.

Moreover, Qin Luo wasn't a small-eater tester like Chen Huihui; Qin Luo could really eat and really dared to eat. She had a spirit of forging ahead, being fearless, sacrificing herself for others, and never giving up in order to test dishes.

Considering that Chen Huihui didn't have a super-strong acceptance, Qin Huai let Qin Luo be the vanguard tester for Chen Huihui.

Let Qin Luo eat first, and only when she nodded to indicate that the bun was edible would he give it to Chen Huihui.

As for how to let himself go when making buns... Qin Huai indicated that as long as you dare, there are many things you can add during the dough-kneading process.

Chicken eggs, duck eggs, goose eggs, quail eggs, ostrich eggs...

Cow milk, goat milk, camel milk...

White sugar, brown sugar, black sugar, maltose, maple syrup, honey...

Among them, honey alone can be subdivided into: multifloral honey, longan honey, rapeseed honey, loquat honey, citrus honey, lychee honey, locust honey, vitex honey, jujube honey...

Plus the control of the dosage of these ingredients and whether they can be mixed, theoretically, the "let yourself go" version of buckwheat buns could make Qin Luo eat herself into the shape of a bun.

Under this bun-making mode, Qin Huai lived a regular life of getting off work at 12:00 PM, starting overtime at 2:00 PM, selling buns and snacks in the morning, and making buckwheat buns in the afternoon.

"Boss, what kind of buns do you have today? Give me two delicious ones."

At 4:00 PM, the bun-snatching army stepped into the Cloud Canteen on time.

It's absurd to say, but the menu of the Cloud Canteen didn't originally have buns, and Qin Huai had never planned to sell buns. After all, the trial production stage was prone to failure, and the quantity was very small, making it unsuitable for sale.

But he couldn't stop people from wanting to eat them.

As everyone knows, a bun is a cheap and very inclusive food.

Everyone's pursuit of buns is different: some like fresh ones, some like overnight ones, some like fluffy ones, some like chewy ones, some like tasteless ones, some like sweet ones, and some even like ones heated in the microwave for 2 minutes until they are hot and hard.

Theoretically, all food steamed with flour and without filling can be called a bun.

After Qin Huai let himself go, making buns was no longer limited to the three simple materials of flour, water, and white sugar, and the added ingredients became colorful and varied.

Once the ingredients were rich, the buns were especially fragrant when steamed.

The first resident of the Cloud Community who walked into the canteen and tried to buy buns was attracted by this fragrance.

"It's really not that I'm greedy, it's mainly that the wheat fragrance of those buns was too strong. I happened to be hungry at the time, thinking that coarse grain buns are good for the body, so I bought two to taste. I felt the taste was good, so I shared it in the owner's group. I didn't expect it to become popular all of a sudden."

At 4:00 PM, Grandpa Lou, an owner of 1701, Building A, who didn't want to reveal his name, said this. He was playing with his grandson in the community and walked into the Cloud Canteen because it was too hot and he wanted to find a place to blow the air conditioning and slack off. He was greedy and bought two buns, took a photo and sent it to the owner's group, and has regretted it ever since.

Today, the unnamed Grandpa Lou was also squeezed into the queue to snatch buns, fighting for his grandson's summer nutritional balance and eating more coarse grains.

"Did Luo Luo, what kind of buns are delicious today?" An Youyou, who was wearing work clothes, a hat, a mask, and gloves, and was in a working state, turned her head and asked Qin Luo while standing at the window.

Qin Luo was holding a bun in her hand, still chewing, and with difficulty stretched out a finger, pointing: "This one, this one, and this one!"

"Especially this one with locust honey, it's delicious!"

As soon as these words came out, the diners snatching buns outside the window became even more excited.

"Give me two locust honey ones!"

"Give me two too!"

"Are there any maple syrup milk ones left from yesterday?"

"Did Luo Luo, Did Luo Luo, do you still remember Grandpa? Grandpa gave you a melon yesterday. What else is delicious? Tell Grandpa quickly!"

Qin Huai, who was still making buns:...

No, dear neighbors of this community and neighbors of the next community, as well as office workers who skipped work to buy buns.

Our canteen's buns are not for sale, there are no buns on the menu!

Can you not act like you're snatching limited-purchase goods?

You guys doing this makes me really feel like I'm working overtime.

Changed the task requirement of 【Far Ahead】 to leading 25% of the shops.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 31 =====