[Wine-filled steamed buns B+ grade]
Qin Huai looked at the display of the fermented steamed buns in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes.
If you want to say how he feels at this time...
That’s probably: Wuhu! Pai Daxing cheers~
Happy, very happy, happy to make money without having to get up early to sell steamed buns.
He was so happy that when Qin Huai stood by the steamer, he couldn't help but reminisce about the wonderful moment of making steamed buns. He wished he could hire a painter to paint a picture and hang it in the kitchen. It was an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
This feeling of divine help is simply not great. It’s no wonder that my super performance has reached a B+ level.
Yes, Qin Huai can conclude that he performed beyond his level this time.
Qin Huai has always had a very clear understanding of his own level. Just like when he saw the video tutorial of Sophora Flower Steamed Buns, he knew that he would definitely not be able to make this bun. When he saw the video tutorial of Jiuniang Steamed Buns, he knew
I don’t think there will be much problem if I and Qin Wan, whose cooking skills are 55, start making fermented steamed buns.
Qin Huai had already experienced how strict this game system is in rating dishes yesterday.
Not even close. There is a huge chasm between B-level and B-level. Naturally, there is also a deep gap between B-level and B+ level.
Sure enough, cooking and painting both require inspiration.
I can’t stop the inspiration when it comes, hahahahahaha.
Finally, he made the fermented steamed buns, and he showed extraordinary performance. Qin Huai decided to reward himself by catching fish for two hours.
Diners who have lunch at noon should eat less snacks.
Your Master Xiao Qin is going to fish!
"Dad, you can help me bake the remaining batches of crab shell yolks and shortcakes. You know the time. I'll rest first." Qin Huai made a fishing declaration.
Qin Congwen, who suddenly had so much more to do, was almost moved to tears of joy. It was so good that his son was finally back to normal, and his son finally started fishing again!
"Okay!" Qin Congwen responded cheerfully.
Outside the window, it was already a different scene.
From the moment the artist Zhang yelled out the words "Bring me a steamed bun," the diners buying steamed buns seemed to have opened Pandora's box. No one cared about what kind of steamed bun it was, and no one cared whether the menu sign for the steamed bun was hung up, let alone
People ask about the price.
Everyone is responding: "Have a/2/3 steamed buns!"
The waiters serving steamed buns at various windows were still counting on Huang Xi to quickly hang up the menu signs, while the diners who made sounds of craving for steamed buns were already scolding the boss.
"Quick beauty, in a hurry, let's have some steamed buns."
"Yes, yes, I'm in a hurry, and I'm almost late. Our boss is nothing. He sets the time card machine 5 minutes forward, and we get it at 8:55."
"Damn it, your boss is really nothing. We only moved it up by two minutes."
"What can actually be turned up?! No wonder I'm always late. Damn, I'm not a human being."
Waiters:…
What should they say?
Our boss is very nice and doesn't allow us to arrive early. Our store is entirely supported by the boss.
An Youyou, who was replenishing plastic bags, took the time to shout to the kitchen: "Old...Master Xiao Qin, can today's steamed buns be sold?"
Qin Huai, who had already washed his hands and was ready for a hearty fishing trip, said happily: "Sell, you can sell anything."
"Isn't the menu already decided? Let Sister Xi hang it up."
An Youyou relied on her loud voice, took a deep breath, and shouted: "New wine-made steamed buns, special discount of 5 yuan each, quantity is limited, if you want to buy, hurry up, don't fight, queue up to buy!"
The sound was so loud that even pedestrians passing by outside the canteen could hear it.
An office worker grabbing a rice ball and rushing to the company said: Breakfast restaurants are really interesting nowadays. If you want to buy some steamed buns, buy them as soon as possible. Don’t fight over them. Is it possible that some people will fight over the steamed buns?
The office worker turned his head and glanced inside Yunzhong Canteen: Σ(°△°|||)︴
Damn it, it's really about to start a fight.
The office worker looked at the rice balls, the canteen, and the crowded crowd, gritted his teeth, turned around and walked in resolutely.
The first artist, Xiao Zhang, shouted out that he wanted to buy steamed buns. He squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty, left the canteen, and left in triumph with the steamed buns.
Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief as he walked out of the cafeteria. Looking at the steamed buns he bought for 5 yuan, he felt that they looked similar to yesterday's steamed buns, but he didn't know why it felt more delicious than yesterday's.
Xiao Zhang opened his big mouth, which only takes three minutes to eat a box lunch, and took a bite.
!!!
This taste, this aroma of wine, this feeling, this chewiness, this feeling of the steamed bun being chewed between the teeth!
Mom, I'm sorry, my view on money has been impacted. I think a steamed bun costing 5 yuan a piece is really too cheap!
Xiao Zhang chewed happily, feeling that he could save some more during working hours, so he turned around resolutely, squeezed into the crowd and shouted: "Beauty, give me two more steamed buns!"
On the other side of the canteen, Qin Huai, who had already entered the fishing mode, wandered to the door while leisurely eating steamed buns.
As a maker of fermented steamed buns, Qin Huai himself had to sigh that today's steamed buns were indeed delicious.
Qin Ji Pastry Shop’s family secrets really have something to offer. A few small changes can improve the overall taste and texture of the steamed buns to a huge level. Qin Yanxing has not learned how to make such delicious steamed buns. He should really learn from the Qin family’s list.
The ancestors apologized.
Qin Huai pushed the door open and walked out, finding Chen Juan waiting for him at the door.
Qin Huai had been concentrating on making steamed buns in the morning and didn't even notice that Chen Juan was here. In his impression, Chen Juan rarely came in the morning and usually showed up in the afternoon when grabbing buckwheat steamed buns. She must have something to do with him when she was standing at the door now.
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"Grandma Chen, is something wrong?" Qin Huai asked.
"My old Wang has something to tell you." Chen Juan said with a smile. She turned around and found that Uncle Wang had actually gone to grab the fermented steamed buns. Her expression suddenly changed and she raised her voice, "Wang Gensheng!"
"Here it comes, here it comes!" Uncle Wang ran over with the fermented steamed buns he had just received, and gave one to Chen Juan with a smile, "I just think these steamed buns are more fragrant than yesterday, a bit like Master Jing's when the steamed buns were cooked.
, I couldn’t hold it back for a moment..."
"Ahem." Chen Juan coughed twice.
Uncle Wang quickly stopped talking and looked at Qin Huai apologetically: "Xiao Qin, uncle, don't take what I said yesterday morning to heart. Your steamed buns are really delicious. Really, I won't lie to you!
"
"The steamed bun chef in Gusu I'm talking about is... Oh, it doesn't matter. Your steamed buns are really good. Your uncle and I haven't been very good at talking for so many years. You see, Lao Cao, Lao Xu and the others are always scolding
Me, if you are unhappy, you can also scold me, but don’t let my words affect you."
Qin Huai probably knew what Uncle Wang meant, so he smiled and reassured: "Grandpa Wang, I don't take what you said to heart."
"No, what I mean is that your words will not have a bad impact on me. In fact, I would like to thank you. If it weren't for the advice you gave me yesterday, I wouldn't have made such a good change today."
"I remember that you like to eat shrimp-filled crab shells, right? I didn't pay attention when you came today, but it seems that you didn't eat the hottest ones just out of the pot. I will make another batch tomorrow, and it will still be on time at 6 o'clock
When the pot is served, remember to come on time."
Uncle Wang was ecstatic: "Really?! That's great!"
Qin Huai smiled and nodded: "You eat first, I have to go back first."
I went back and lay on the sofa playing with my mobile phone, feeling as happy as a god.
Uncle Wang was so moved that he watched Qin Huai leave, murmuring: "What a good boy!"
After saying that, he subconsciously took a bite of the steamed bun.
"Eh." Uncle Wang was stunned.
"Hey, what are you talking to Master Xiao Qin about? What the hell are you talking about? Wang Gensheng, Wang Gensheng, your whole life will be ruined by your stupid mouth!" Chen Juan said, hating the fact that iron cannot become steel.
Uncle Wang pointed at the steamed bun: "Juan'er, try this steamed bun quickly. Today's steamed bun really feels a bit like Master Jing's."
Chen Juan subconsciously said: "How is this possible? How can Master Xiao Qin compete with Master Jing?"
After saying that, Chen Juan took a bite of the steamed bun and was stunned.
The couple looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
"Juan'er, which one do you think is better?" Uncle Wang asked tentatively.
Chen Juan thought for a long time.
"Master Jing." Chen Juan said, "But Master Xiao Qin is not bad at all. He is much better than Master Jing's steamed bun-making apprentice named Xiao...Xiao Zheng."
"Master Jing quit after his leg disease recurred, and Xiao Zheng took over. The steamed buns made by him are simply the signature of Master Jing." Chen Juan said angrily, "I was so angry that I didn't buy steamed buns for several months. If it weren't for other stores,
The steamed buns are so poorly made, I won’t buy those made by Xiao Zheng.”
Chapter completed!