For Qin Huai, Huang Xi's words were enough to wake up the dreamer with just one word.
When Qin Huai was watching the video tutorial, he discovered that the most critical factor in fermented steamed buns is temperature. So he has been strictly controlling the temperature during the entire production process, including kneading, kneading, fermentation and even steaming. He thought he had done everything thoroughly.
But just now Huang Xi made him realize that there was actually something he didn't control well.
Wine.
For wine, temperature is a key factor for yeast reproduction.
There are actually many ways to mash wine without using a juicer. Qin Wan in the video tutorial chose the slowest and less efficient method. Qin Huai initially thought it was because Qin Wan was a woman and had poor strength.
, so you can only pound it slowly with a tamper.
Now that I think about it, Qin Wan may have done this on purpose.
Because pounding slowly will not change the temperature of the wine.
The high-speed rotation of the juicer will heat up the wine.
Modern technology can indeed make cooking easier, but sometimes it may cause some small mistakes in the cooking process.
Qin Huai found a complete set of tools for pounding spices from the cooking table, including a pounder, a small jar container, and a plastic splash-proof lid.
Huang Xi opened the wine he bought.
The wine was refrigerated in the refrigerator overnight and was well preserved. The temperature in the morning was not too high. Huang Xi's journey here just allowed the wine to return to room temperature.
Qin Huai poured the wine into the container and slowly mashed it.
Once upon a time, move gently.
"Dad, keep an eye on the oven for me. Just take it out when the shortbread is baked." Qin Huai didn't care about the shortbread in the oven.
When Qin Huai was almost done with the wine, Uncle Wang arrived belatedly. But there was a reason why he was late today. He brought his wife with him.
"Juan'er, let me tell you, today Master Xiao Qin will make crab shell yolk stuffed with fresh shrimps. If you smell it, it must be freshly cooked!" Master Wang said proudly as soon as he entered the dining room.
Master Wang's wife Chen Juan nodded impatiently, walked quickly towards the window, walked to table nine and saw her regular partners, Uncle Cao and Xu Tuqiang, and greeted them with a smile.
"Sister Chen, you are here too." Uncle Cao was also very enthusiastic.
Chen Juan said: "I didn't want to go out on a rainy day. It's not my Lao Wang. If he bought the 5 yuan crab shell yolk and took it home, it would only be worth three yuan. It would be too hard to dig. If it weren't for my Jianhua, wait a minute.
My son has to go to work, and he can’t wait to pack me, Jianhua, Jianhua’s wife, and Lele over.”
Uncle Cao laughed: "Wang Laogen, when will you get rid of this problem?"
Uncle Wang defended: "The crab shell yellow is meant to be eaten freshly out of the pot while it's hot. It rained today and it was cold when I took it home. You simply don't understand how to appreciate it."
After that, Uncle Wang went to the window and subconsciously wanted to say to Qin Huai: Master Xiao Qin, let’s try 10 crab shell yolks first. But as soon as he looked towards the window, he found that Qin Huai was concentrating on making noodles near the window. He was so focused.
I'm too embarrassed to disturb you loudly.
Seeing this, Huang Xi quickly stepped forward and gave Uncle Wang some crab shell yolks.
Uncle Wang sat down at table No. 9 with crab shell yolks, and squeezed out another uncle who didn't deserve his name so that his wife could sit. He asked in a low voice: "Master Xiao Qin, why did you make the steamed buns so late today?"
Xu Tuqiang snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "It's not because of you. I've heard all about it. It's because you attacked Master Xiao Qin yesterday morning, saying that the steamed buns he made with fermented glutinous rice are not as good as those in Gusu, which irritated Master Xiao Qin.
, I made steamed buns for 12 hours yesterday and gave them to me for free for free for a day.”
"Go and ask around. Among the residents in our community who came to the canteen to eat, did any of them have dinner last night that didn't include steamed buns and pickled mustard?"
Uncle Wang was shocked. He didn't expect that just by telling the truth, he would cause such huge harm to a young and young mind.
Uncle Wang scratched his head guiltily and felt even more guilty after taking a bite of crab shell yellow, which was fresh, fragrant and crispy.
"I just... accidentally told the truth. Really, the fermented steamed buns made by Master Jing are really more delicious than those made by Master Xiao Qin. Master Xiao Qin can't compare with him at all." Uncle Wang said in a low voice.
Masters:?
You still said that!
Uncle Wang glanced at Qin Huai behind the window, and his whole body was overwhelmed with guilt.
How about asking an old colleague from the factory to find out if Master Jing is still alive and where he lives if he is alive? Ask him to call and comfort Master Xiao Qin?
Master Jing likes the junior so much, so he probably wouldn't mind making this call, right?
Uncle Wang thought to himself.
Qin Huai didn't notice Uncle Wang coming at all. All his attention was now focused on the dough in his hand.
From the moment he pounded the fermented rice, filtered it and kneaded it into dough, he felt it was right.
It's the feeling of getting the right answer.
Although the dough is still fermenting, it doesn't look much different from before. If Qin Congwen came over to observe it, he might not be able to see any difference, but Qin Huai had an intuition in his heart.
This intuition told him that it was safe.
The advantage is mine!
Under this good intuition, Qin Huai felt that he was very smooth when he rubbed it. This feeling was like a doctor seeing a textbook-like standard case when treating a patient. He felt that he was awesome and very happy at the same time.
, I even wanted to send a WeChat message to tell my colleagues the good news.
Qin Huai stayed by the side of the dough and stayed close to it during the steaming process. He didn't even notice that the morning rush hour had started unknowingly.
During the morning rush hour, Yunzhong Canteen has the largest passenger flow. Office workers come and go from the subway to the canteen in a hurry, buy a bun and eat it while walking, and rush to the company without stopping.
The only difference is that the rich eat three-inch buns and five-inch buns, while the poor eat vegetable buns and big meat buns produced by Qin Congwen. Now all the waiters in Yunzhong Canteen are good at packing buns, and they are fast
You can almost see the afterimage.
The diners who also visited the canteen to buy steamed buns yesterday morning knew that the chef in the canteen, Master Xiao Qin, was making fermented rice dumplings.
Get it for free if you buy a five-pack.
It is said that it tastes pretty good.
Many diners who had already rewarded themselves with a Wuding Bao yesterday decided to reward themselves with another one today for the sake of the Jiuniang Mantou.
When the diners who came a little earlier learned that there would be no fermented steamed buns today, and that the fermented steamed buns had not been steamed yet, they could only leave with their 1.5-yuan meat buns in their hands, either thankfully or regretfully.
Great, if you don’t buy it, you’ll save 35 yuan!/Damn, I didn’t give it away today. I knew I would have bought two yesterday.
Artist Xiao Zhang, who decided to reward himself to no avail, turned around regretfully.
Looking at the 1.5 meat buns in his hand and thinking about his bank card balance, Xiao Zhang decided that this month's rewards would end here and he would reward himself after his salary is paid next month.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhang smelled a strong yet light aroma of wine.
Light describes the fragrance of this wine, and strong describes its position in one's heart.
How do you describe this taste?
Want to eat.
Xiao Zhang had already eaten the fermented steamed buns yesterday, and he also felt that the fermented steamed buns were really good. It was worth spending 35 to buy a five-cube bun and eat 1 get 1 free.
But this scent is different.
This fragrance made Xiao Zhang think that he could spend 35 to reward himself with a fermented rice dumpling.
Wages may have to wait until next month, but that doesn’t mean you can’t eat steamed buns today!
Xiao Zhang turned back firmly, with a resolute expression, decisive movements, loud voice and full of energy.
"Beauty, are the steamed buns in your shop out of the pot? Give me one!"
Chapter completed!