Chapter 462: Complete Guide to Dim Sum

Question: What is Qin Huai's most commonly used method to complete tasks when conditions permit?

Answer: Expressing his thoughts directly.

After Zhang Guanghang was silent for five or six minutes, he sent Qin Huai a reply that the types of dim sum Master Xia knew were not many, and if Qin Huai and the two really wanted to eat dim sum and didn't mind, they could go to Fen Garden around 2 PM to make it themselves. Qin Huai said directly to Zhao Chengan:

"You just said you felt that this meal today lacked some staple food, right?"

"What staple food do you want to eat? To be precise, dim sum."

Zhao Chengan was confused by Qin Huai's question. He was in a state where his brain was not very clear, and many things he said were basically equivalent to gibberish.

Qin Huai's question brought his IQ back to the high ground. After thinking about it with his brain, Zhao Chengan asked uncertainly: "Master Xia doesn't seem to be very good at making dim sum, right?"

Counting the signature dishes that Fen Garden had been famous for for so many years, they were all standard or somewhat strange savory dishes, and none of them had anything to do with dim sum. It was not difficult to see from the guests who ate yesterday that the guests who went to Fen Garden for dinner didn't like to eat staple food. At the other two tables, no one ate rice.

Staple food fills the stomach. Now Fen Garden doesn't limit the order of dishes, of course, it's better to eat dishes if you can eat dishes. If you can't snatch the signature dishes, eating some winter melon, cabbage, and pumpkin is also good. At this time, who eats staple food?

Qin Huai and Zhao Chengan eat.

Qin Huai didn't answer Zhao Chengan's question.

Zhao Chengan thought about it and said again: "Fen Garden's dishes are all very appetizing, but eating big white rice always feels a bit wasteful. If there are white flour steamed buns, rice cakes, corn buns, and dim sum like the yam cake you made this morning, I think it's quite matching."

"But Master Xia probably wouldn't be willing to make this kind of dim sum even if he knew how. It always feels a bit of a waste of talent."

Qin Huai showed a satisfied smile, which gave Zhao Chengan a bad premonition.

"I think so too, so I asked Zhang Guanghang when I was chatting with him just now if we could go to Fen Garden tomorrow afternoon to make dim sum, and Master Xia agreed."

Zhao Chengan:?

"Tomorrow afternoon at 2 o'clock, the two of us will go to Fen Garden on time to make dim sum for the evening. You can make whatever you want to eat."

Zhao Chengan:???

At 1 PM the next day, the Qin Huai duo, afraid of traffic jams and being late, set off an hour early again. As a result, the road was smooth, and they arrived at the gate of Fen Garden at 1:32 PM.

Qin Huai held the casserole, looked at the familiar tightly closed Fen Garden gate, and asked Zhao Chengan a soul-searching question: "Didn't they say that the traffic in Beiping is very bad and there are traffic jams every day? Why are we not jammed every time we come to Fen Garden?"

Zhao Chengan was blank: "I don't know."

Qin Huai began to think, could it be that mayflies are some kind of niche auspicious beast, with a buff of not being jammed when going out. If so, he must often take Zhao Chengan out in the future.

The two wandered in front of Fen Garden again.

Qin Huai hesitated whether to send a message to tell Zhang Guanghang that they had accidentally arrived early again.

Zhao Chengan felt that they could really go to the Fulfilling Shaobing stall to buy a Fulfilling Shaobing this time, not eat it, put it in their pockets, and bring it back to eat tomorrow morning.

Qin Huai felt it was unnecessary, and indicated that if Zhao Chengan wanted to eat Fulfilling Shaobing so much, they could bake it themselves in the afternoon. Bringing two Fulfilling Shaobing into Fen Garden for dinner, don't know if it would be thought that they were here to smash the field because they disliked Master Xia's dishes.

Just when the two were about to discuss topics related to Fulfilling Shaobing in front of Fen Garden, the door opened.

Wearing the same chef uniform as yesterday, no longer cold, but also expressionless, Zhang Guanghang looked at the two with some speechlessness, and said: "Come in."

As usual, Zhang Guanghang led the way in front. It was just that yesterday Zhang Guanghang led the two to the hall to take their seats, and today he led the two into the kitchen to make dim sum.

Guests turned into workers.

Don't say it, Fen Garden's kitchen was quite large.

The private kitchen restaurant changed from a courtyard house is different. It is mainly retro and large. In Fen Garden's kitchen, there are modern culinary tables, stoves, ovens, and earthen stoves that can only be seen in old houses in the countryside now. Don't know how many years, but it feels like a long time ago, and the wooden cabinets for miscellaneous things with paint peeled off, and even firewood and dustpans in the corner.

Of course, Qin Huai felt that the most modern thing was the surveillance screen on the wall.

The screen was facing, extremely high-definition, and could see the dynamics of diners in the hall and private rooms at a glance. The only thing that made people feel strange was that a small screen was black.

Seeing Qin Huai cast his gaze on the black screen, Zhang Guanghang calmly explained: "That screen is broken and too late to repair."

"The ingredients in the kitchen can be used, the steamer is over there. Fen Garden rarely makes dim sum on weekdays, and some utensils might not be available, so you make do with it." Zhang Guanghang pointed to two culinary tables for Qin Huai and Zhao Chengan, "Later, my master and I will come to the kitchen to prepare dishes, and the pots on the stove cannot be touched."

Qin Huai hurriedly said: "Master Xia has to start preparing dishes so early, it's really too hard every day!"

Zhao Chengan:? Not brother, don't you give me a wink before you flatter? I can't react, don't know what to answer.

Zhang Guanghang didn't speak, left the kitchen to the two, and left silently.

As soon as Zhang Guanghang left, Zhao Chengan rushed to the freezer to forcefully watch the ingredients, exclaiming repeatedly:

"Such high-quality bird's nest!"

"Such a large dried abalone!"

"Such a large Liaoning sea cucumber!"

"Wow, the ham on this wall!"

If he didn't know that Zhao Chengan of this life didn't have the previous skills, Qin Huai would have thought that Zhao Chengan had awakened his memory after coming to Beiping and planned to hit his first ticket back to the industry at Xia Mubing's place.

"Alright, stop looking, hurry up and think about what you want to eat today." Qin Huai said "stop looking" with his mouth, but actually he was also looking around. After seeing the familiar Babaozhai gift box on the shelf, the things he couldn't figure out yesterday suddenly became clear.

"Just the ones I did yesterday." Zhao Chengan was still forcefully watching the precious ingredients, "Let's have some simple steamed buns and rice cakes that can be eaten as a meal. Yesterday, I really wanted to dip steamed buns in the soup of several dishes, but unfortunately there were no steamed buns."

"Okay, then make steamed buns first." Qin Huai nodded. Zhao Chengan really wanted to eat the ones that were easiest to complete the task. Now Qin Huai could stabilize the steamed buns at A- grade.

Xia Mubing's savory dishes were obviously S-grade. Using A-grade steamed buns to pair with S-grade big dishes was a bit shabby, but it could barely be said to be acceptable. After all, a pastry chef who could make S-grade dim sum in this era was absolutely rare, and Master Zhou's dim sum couldn't stabilize at S-grade.

With the task at hand, Qin Huai definitely had to focus on the task.

Qin Huai began to knead the dough seriously.

Zhao Chengan also returned to the culinary table to work after watching all the ingredients, but the work he did was not kneading dough, but dealing with yam and soaking glutinous rice, purely helping out.

"Qin Huai, do you think we are eating a buffet today? Making dim sum by ourselves." Zhao Chengan also told a cold joke, and after finishing, he laughed at himself.

Then he couldn't laugh anymore. ===== CHAPTER 463 =====