This was the first time Qin Huai had trouble with steamed buns.
Qin Huai has been learning to make snacks since he was a child, whether he was learning steamed buns from Dean Qin when he was in the orphanage, making various basic breakfasts with Qin Congwen after being adopted, or making them with his grandma when he returned to the countryside during the Chinese New Year.
Rice rolls, even when faced with Qin Luo's wild imagination and the dim sum he named, he was not so embarrassed when he browsed the "Dim Sum Encyclopedia" at home and searched for recipes on the Internet.
Although what Qin Luo wants to eat is sometimes very abstract, at least it has something concrete. No matter how outrageous it is, he will point to the snack on the chopsticks of an official who is going to Yangzhou in the TV series and shout: "Brother, I want to eat
This looks delicious at first glance! Please, brother, cook it for me, brother!!"
Because what Qin Luo pursues is at least delicious snacks. It doesn’t matter whether they are restored or not, the important thing is to taste delicious.
But what Chen Huihui wants to eat...
It's somewhat too abstract.
The story of a child from a wealthy family who grew up eating too much fish, meat, and delicacies from the mountains and sea, and suddenly ate a tasteless wild vegetable and was suddenly shocked. This is not a bad story that was written in a magazine that cost 2 yuan a pound at a used bookstall when he was a child.
Well, Huihui probably hasn't seen it at her age.
Qin Huai frowned and returned to the cooking table with a solemn expression.
Qin Luo had already finished pressing a set of rabbit buns, and was now holding the mung bean filling that had just been taken out of the refrigerator and not completely defrosted. It seemed that he wanted to quietly press another set of mung bean filling.
"I'm going to make mung bean cake today," Qin Huai said.
Qin Luo:!
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have plastic wrap around him, Qin Luo would have wanted to seal the pot of stuffing immediately, saying that he had a sudden attack of red-green color blindness and took the wrong stuffing.
Qin Luo felt that he still had room to save himself: "Brother, let me help you peel the mung beans."
There are many types of mung bean cakes on the market these days, and they can be divided into north and south according to taste. The north is Beijing-style mung bean cake, and the south is famous for Su-style and Yang-style. There are even more types, including ordinary, new-style, and Yunnan-style.
There are also foreign ones.
Qin Huai doesn’t know what style of mung bean cake he makes. If we follow the mung bean cake industry standards, it is most likely Beijing style. Because the mung bean content of Jing’s mung bean cake must not be less than 50%, the mung bean content of Qin Huai’s mung bean cake is almost 80%.
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With such a high mung bean content, the requirements for mung beans themselves are very high.
The quality of mung beans is only one part. The most important thing is to peel the mung beans that have been steamed and pressed into puree. Peeling mung beans is definitely a troublesome task. Even if the mung beans are soaked for more than 12 hours in advance, they cannot be completely peeled.
If the mung beans cannot be peeled off even after repeated rubbing and rinsing, you have to pick them out one by one and peel them by hand.
Pick a large pot of mung beans one by one and peel them with your hands. Within half an hour, you can see at least three double images of the mung beans.
Zhao Rong, who has bad eyesight, Qin Congwen, who has a bad waist, and Qin Huai, who doesn't have so much time to pick mung beans, will never be able to do such a difficult job.
But Qin Luo can.
Qin Luo fell in love with this job when Qin Huai first tried making mung bean cake when he was in the sixth grade of primary school.
This child's eyesight has been 5.0 since childhood.
The movements of the hands are also nimble.
In the novel about Zhai Dou Wen, he must be a good hand who was punished by his mistress to kneel down and pick up Buddhist beans.
For Qin Luo, when picking mung beans, you can watch TV while picking them. You can see the results quickly after picking them - they are freshly baked and have a fragrant taste that does not stick to your teeth. Qin Huai tailors the sweetness to suit your needs.
Appetite for mung bean cakes pressed out of various molds.
Moreover, the mung bean cake doesn’t leave much residue. You can eat it while walking, or you can sneak it into your schoolbag and take it to school to eat. The most important thing is that you can share it with your classmates and show off and say proudly: "It's delicious, my god made it specially for me."
,Awesome!"
Faced with Qin Luo's offer, Qin Huai readily accepted it and pointed to the corner to indicate that Qin Luo could start now.
Qin Luoxiong walked to the corner proudly, dumbfounded.
Three large pots of soaked mung beans.
As for the size of the basin, it is suitable for bathing children.
Of course, Qin Luo is not struggling alone, she also has a colleague - An Youyou.
Seeing An Youyou's unskilled peeling of mung beans, Qin Luo felt that she could do it again. Although her brother had changed his life, inherited the inheritance, changed his skills and became the boss, she was still the best mung bean peeler in the Qin family.
work!
An Youyou looked at Qin Luo who was suddenly as energetic as if he had been given chicken blood:...
The boss's craftsmanship is unpredictable and ups and downs, and the mood of the boss's sister is also unpredictable and ups and downs.
The boss's family is really unpredictable.
An Youyou felt that Qin Huai's family was hard to figure out, and Qin Huai also felt that Chen Huihui was really hard to figure out.
As we all know, people will be distracted when they are thinking about things. When the mind is distracted, it often happens that the body is working but the soul has drifted away.
Qin Huai, who was distracted, packed the wrong 8 bags of steamed buns when packing the delivery orders in the morning. He packed the 8 fresh meat bags from Qin Congwen at 1.5 yuan each into three-packed buns at 25 yuan each.
The worker who was lucky enough to open the blind box burst into tears while eating the buns. He lamented that pies would really fall from the sky. Although it was not Christmas yet, Santa Claus had already replaced his 1 yuan and 50 fresh meat buns in advance.
25 for two in a three-pack!
Of course, the lucky colleague who didn’t get the blind box next door was not in such a wonderful mood. When he saw the colleague at the diagonal station eating steamed buns with happy faces, he looked at the steamed buns in his hand and thought about last month’s salary.
, I took one look at the bank card balance and was so angry that my teeth almost broke.
Santa Claus Qin Huai had no idea about this and was kneading dough while distracted.
"Brother, the mung beans are ready!" Qin Luo ran over to report the work progress, holding a large bowl of mung beans in his hand and placing the bowl firmly on the cooking table, "This bowl is mine."
Qin Huai immediately understood that this bowl was carefully selected by Qin Luo and was reserved for his own consumption, and not a single fish slipped through the net. The three bowls were exclusively for diners, and the quality and quantity were not guaranteed.
Qin Huai nodded and didn't care.
Of course, handling it carefully can improve the taste and texture of the snacks, making them the icing on the cake. But handling them generally will not make the snacks unpalatable. Most people don’t expect to taste such an amazing taste when eating mung bean cakes.
Even many diners may not be able to notice this small difference.
"Tell dad and ask him to take some time to steam the mung beans. I will start making mung bean cakes around 10 o'clock."
Qin Luo ran over to pass the message, and quickly ran back. He stared at the ingredients on the table for a while but couldn't tell what Qin Huai was going to do, so he asked: "Brother, what snacks are you having today?"
Qin Huai said absently: "The sales were good yesterday. Let's continue today."
"The glutinous rice was prepared the day before yesterday. I have to make glutinous rice cake today."
"It's been hot these two days, so I need to eat something to clear away heat and detoxify. I'm making mung bean cake today, so I'll make some mung bean cold cake."
"The ingredients on the table are all made from crab shell roe. They are all made into fresh shrimp, pure meat, bean paste, and white sugar. Of course, I have to make more. If I make more and sell them, I should be able to sell them until mid-afternoon."
Qin Luo began to mentally figure out how to eat today to maximize his snack intake.
"Luoluo." Qin Huai put down his hand, "Brother, I want to ask you something."
Qin Luo cheered up.
"If, I mean if."
"Our family has always been very wealthy. Your parents never restricted what you could eat or drink when you were a child. You could eat whatever you wanted. Growing up, you ate delicacies from the mountains and seas as if they were homely meals."
"In this case, your favorite food has always been whole grains."
Qin Luo:?
"But you don't know exactly what kind of whole grains you like to eat. What you are pursuing may be the kind of taste that is close to nature, unpretentious, rustic in the rough, and free in the unpalatable."
"But you have never found the food of your dreams, so what you currently like to eat is unpalatable buckwheat steamed buns. So what do you think your real favorite food might be?"
Qin Luo:......
Qin Luo felt that her brother most likely couldn't bear the shock of having to get up at 4 o'clock every day to make snacks after getting rich, and he was crazy.
Qin Luo also wanted to scratch his head.
Qin Luo pondered for a moment, stopped talking, then pondered again for a moment, bared his teeth.
"Maybe..." Qin Luo scratched his chin, "It's... wild vegetables?"
Chapter completed!