Chapter 6: Red Bean Hedgehog Diced Baozi

Qin Luo, who finished her performance, felt that her performance, which could be scored at least 95, was worthy of the reward of eating four-joy dumplings first. She pestered Qin Huai to steam 4 dumplings + 1 meat bun for her to pad her stomach, on the grounds that she was growing and hungry fast, and only ate two and a half bowls of rice at noon, which wasn't enough.

As for the fresh shrimp wontons, no need; wontons were wrapped by her and Zhao Rong, and she didn't want to eat them.

Seeing that Qin Luo's performance, although exaggerated, was effective, Qin Huai agreed.

The excited Qin Luo chose to squat in the kitchen and eat the freshly steamed ones.

Generally speaking, eating the first bite of a dish freshly out of the pot is a pleasure, but the first bite of a snack freshly out of the pot is not necessarily so.

Pastries freshly out of the pot are hot.

Most people really can't eat this bite.

But Qin Luo is different; she is tough.

For so many years, Qin Huai has felt that Qin Luo's toughness is from the outside in. From her butt to her palms to her tongue to her esophagus to her stomach, they are all made of steel. Physical damage like bamboo poles and clothes racks can't break her defense, and the scalding buns that make people wish they could cover their mouths and dance a tap dance can't break her defense either. She is a true master of magic and martial arts.

Four-joy dumplings can be steamed for 8 minutes and then taken out of the pot.

Buns need to be a little longer.

"Brother, is it cooked? Is it cooked? It's been 8 minutes, I think it can be eaten, let me taste one first!" Qin Luo squatted in front of the steamer, timing with the stopwatch on her phone.

Qin Huai estimated it was about right, nodded, lifted the steamer, used tongs to take one out, placed it on a small plate, and handed it to Qin Luo.

For convenience and aesthetics, Qin Huai specially cut carrot slices of equal thickness, mixed them with salad oil for seasoning, and placed them under the four-joy dumplings as a base to steam together. With an orange-red base and four petals of distinct colors—green, yellow, brown, and pink—it looked like a flower with distinct colors and bright colors, round and cute.

"Wow!" Qin Luo perfunctorily praised the good-looking appearance of the four-joy dumplings, then couldn't wait to grab it with her hand directly.

Her brother had already padded the base; it was so thoughtful, and it would be a waste of his kindness to use chopsticks to pick it up slowly.

Fresh out of the pot, still steaming, and not small in size, the four-joy dumpling was swallowed by Qin Luo in one bite.

"Mmm." Qin Luo chewed happily while frowning because it was hot. Every time she opened her mouth, the hot air puffed out, like a jet engine. She wanted to speak but couldn't even make a complete sound.

Eating like this, although it scalds the mouth, is indeed delicious.

The dumplings freshly out of the pot have all the juice locked in the filling. Paired with the four decorative ingredients and the sweet carrot slices, several complex flavors of fresh, salty, and sweet gather in the mouth. The scalding juice mixed with the steaming, chewy dumpling skin doubles the deliciousness.

"Mmm mmm mmm mmm!" Unable to speak, Qin Luo could only nod frantically, indicating that it could be taken out of the pot.

The four-joy dumplings, which could only be eaten during festivals on weekdays, were now eaten when it wasn't a festival. If you round it up, doesn't it equal directly celebrating the New Year?

Thinking this way, Qin Luo clicked on the camera and took a perfect photo of the four-joy dumplings with a hazy feeling against the steaming pot.

Sent to He Cheng.

He Cheng:???

(*).

At 6:30 in the evening, Ouyang, Chen Huihong, and Chen Huihui appeared at Qin Huai's door on time.

Compared to noon, Chen Huihui's state was obviously much better. Her face was no longer pale, and she was energetic. As soon as she entered the door, she greeted everyone sweetly, like a cute, sensible, and polite little girl.

Ouyang and Chen Huihong also brought gifts.

Chen Huihong brought an air purifier, which could be placed in the living room or bedroom.

Ouyang also brought an air purifier—two cactus plants, which could be placed on the windowsill or table.

The meal was already prepared.

Two plates of four-joy dumplings, two plates of buns, one small bowl of fresh shrimp wontons per person with scallion and cilantro available for self-service. As for the bean paste buns that Chen Huihong ordered and Chen Huihui loved, Qin Huai also specially made 6 red bean hedgehog buns.

Red bean hedgehog buns, as the name suggests, are cute little buns with red bean filling in the shape of hedgehogs, which are one of the popular snacks in the Qin family breakfast shop and are deeply loved by children aged 3-12 nearby.

Chen Huihui, as a 9-year-old child, saw the red bean hedgehog buns, and her eyes lit up.

"Mom, little hedgehogs!" Chen Huihui said excitedly in a low voice.

"Everyone sit down and eat; there are still wontons in the pot, you can go to the kitchen to add more if it's not enough," Qin Huai greeted with a smile.

Chen Huihui was the first to sit down obediently, sitting in the position closest to the red bean hedgehog buns. Qin Luo also grabbed the position closest to the four-joy dumplings for the first time. Ouyang had long arms and didn't care where he sat; he originally wanted to sit next to Chen Huihong to flatter the leader while eating, but this position was grabbed by Qin Huai first, so he could only sit between Qin Congwen and Qin Luo, trying to blend into the Qin family.

Ouyang took the lead in reaching out with chopsticks, picked up a large meat bun, took a bite, chewed twice, and swallowed it directly, sighing with satisfaction: "This is the taste!"

"I've been thinking about it for several years. Sister Hong, you don't know, ever since I ate the large meat bun Qin Huai made during the competition that year, I haven't been able to think about or eat anything since. Eating any other delicious bun feels like 'nothing compares to it'."

Chen Huihong was amused by Ouyang's words and also picked up a bun, laughing: "Is it that exaggerated? I haven't really seen you eat buns in the morning." After saying that, she took a bite and nodded.

"It's indeed not bad." Chen Huihong expressed affirmation.

Chen Huihui had already started gnawing on the hedgehog red bean bun, eating it in small bites, slowly and methodically, without saying a word.

As for Qin Luo—

In the time Ouyang and Chen Huihong were talking, she had already eaten two four-joy dumplings. It was impossible to tell that she had already eaten a meal an hour ago.

Youth is good; the appetite is large.

Seeing Qin Luo eating four-joy dumplings the whole time, Ouyang also curiously picked one up: "This is the so-called four-joy dumpling, right? It's quite good-looking. Why do I feel like this thing is a bit familiar?"

He took a bite.

Ouyang was stunned.

Completely stunned, the kind that doesn't move for seven or eight seconds.

Seeing Ouyang suddenly petrified, Qin Luo, who was trying to eat more and stuff a few more dumplings into her stomach before her stomach could react, stopped and asked uncertainly: "Salty... is it salty?"

Could it be that Qin Huai's salt didn't dissolve when he was mixing the filling?

That shouldn't be; this kind of low-level mistake is usually only made by her dad, Qin Congwen.

The next second, Ouyang's eyes moistened.

"Master Huai!" Ouyang said, hating that iron didn't become steel. "Why didn't you make this when you were competing back then?!"

"If you had made this, even if we had to put sacks over the nephew of the Sixth Cafeteria person in charge and beat him up, we would have had to beat you into first place!"

Qin Huai:...

Not necessarily, not necessarily. He didn't usually eat at the Sixth Cafeteria, and cash rewards were much better than a one-year free dining voucher.

"If I had known earlier that you had this craft," Ouyang choked up a bit, "when I started my business back then, I definitely would have recruited you as my chef."

"My fish hotpot restaurant wouldn't have gone bankrupt in a year."

Resulting in his parents not giving him money now, and him being destitute, with a monthly salary of 4k, saying it was to wait for him to settle down and be down-to-earth before giving him money.

Bitter!

Qin Huai:?

I treat you as a senior, and you treat me as a beast of burden?

Ouyang, with mixed feelings, turned grief and indignation into appetite and started eating four-joy dumplings.

Qin Luo, feeling a deep crisis, didn't want to fall behind and accelerated her wolfing-down speed.

Chen Huihong, who felt that young people today were really interesting and that everything had to be compared like children, watched the two racing with interest. At her age, her appetite was no longer large, and she couldn't eat much staple food before being full. Compared to eating herself, watching others eat was more interesting.

And it even helped her eat.

When Ouyang and Qin Luo were 1/3 of the way through their race, Chen Huihui finally finished gnawing on the first hedgehog red bean bun.

"Huihui, do you want to eat a few small wontons? Or do you want to eat dumplings first?" Chen Huihong lowered her head and asked.

Chen Huihui shook her head and said: "Mom, the hedgehog bun is delicious."

"Let's make hedgehog buns next Wednesday."

Qin Huai:!

He knew that Huihui looked like a good child.

Not only shy, but also cute, sensible, and smart.

The most critical thing is that she is smart.

Look at how good this name is—Huihui, clever, double clever!

Really, she understood it at once.

This hedgehog bun of his was specially made for Chen Huihui!

He didn't even have to beat around the bush to find a topic to ask, and Huihui took the initiative to mention it.

100 popularity/traffic, simply easy to get!

Changing the status, you can vote for monthly tickets (knocking the bowl)

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 7 =====