The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 125 Violating the Ancestral Formula

"Your two recipes... are similar to what my dad taught me." Zheng Siyuan stood in front of the kitchen counter, frowning as he read the recipe Qin Huai sent him on WeChat. "The proportions of the ingredients are exactly the same."

"Is it such a coincidence?" Qin Huai was a little surprised. He had searched a lot of recipes on the Internet, but he knew that there were very few recipes with exactly the same ingredient proportions.

"Are all old recipes similar? This was bought by Luo Jun 60 years ago. There were no gram scales at that time, and it was impossible to be accurate to milliliters or temperatures." Qin Huai guessed.

"It's possible, but I guess the master that Mr. Luo bought the house from is from the same sect as my master's master." Zheng Siyuan said, "At that time, information was closed, and the prescriptions are similar, which means the sects are also the same. If we trace back, maybe they were taught by the same master."

Zheng Siyuan put down his phone and said, "It's a pity that this recipe was bought sixty years ago, otherwise I could ask the master who sold it to me about his lineage."

Zheng Siyuan began to knead the dough.

Seeing that Qin Huai stopped chatting and started working, An Youyou quickly brought over a large bowl of minced meat and asked, "Master Qin, Master Zheng, is it okay to mince the meat to this extent?"

Zheng Siyuan took a look and nodded: "Okay."

An Youyou trotted back to work.

Zheng Siyuan glanced at the people in the kitchen.

As soon as An Youyou returned to the kitchen table, she continued to make dumplings. Qin Congwen was mixing the stuffing, Chen An was kneading the dough, Zhao Rong was cutting vegetables, and Qin Huai was slacking off.

It is not accurate to say that he was slacking off, after all, Qin Huai had theoretically completed the work.

At this point in time, Qinhuai not only steamed the first batch of Sanding Buns and Wuding Buns, but also kneaded the dough for making glutinous rice wine steamed buns, and even mixed the filling of fresh shrimp and crab shell roe, completely completing the task beyond expectations.

Zheng Siyuan glanced at the time. It was 6:10, so he was not late.

"Did you come early today?" Zheng Siyuan asked.

"No, I was more than 10 minutes late today. You don't know, I was frying stuffing in my dream last night. The stuffing I fried, the oily surface, the control of moisture, the ending of the soup, it was simply... exquisite!" Qin Huai recalled the dream of last night, "I was a little reluctant to get up this morning, so I went out late."

Zheng Siyuan could only use 6 points to express his misunderstanding.

"Why do I feel that everyone is working so fast today?" Zheng Siyuan asked.

At this time normally, Chen An, Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong should still be making dumplings. It was obvious that they had finished making one batch of dumplings and were making the fillings for another batch. Their progress could be said to be much faster.

"Oh, maybe it's because Youyou is here." Qin Huai said, "My mom told me that Youyou is helping in the kitchen for the first day today. She was so excited that she couldn't sleep and came to work at 1:2."

"Although her dough kneading skills are worse than my dad's, she works fast and knows a lot. She can cut and wash vegetables, chop meat, mix stuffing, make buns, dumplings, and steamed buns. When I arrived in the morning, all the ingredients for the two of us to make snacks this morning had been prepared." Qin Huai said, and then pointed at Chen An.

"Chen An may have been infected by Youyou, and his efficiency today is also very high."

"I'm really worried that they'll make too many buns and won't be able to sell them all."

Zheng Siyuan could only shake his head, indicating that he didn't understand why he had to come to work at 2:30 p.m.

It’s all the fault of the people who make breakfast. He, who only comes to work at 6 o’clock, seems out of place with everyone else.

Zheng Siyuan was not affected by the work efficiency of the new King of Rolls. He still followed his own pace, making wontons first and then snacks, in an orderly manner and without any hesitation.

On the first day, An Youyou was transferred to work as a kitchen helper. She felt a little reserved when sitting with everyone to eat bubble wontons.

Although the Yunzhong Canteen provides three meals a day, the meals for the kitchen staff, especially breakfast chefs like Chen An, are different from those for the waiters outside.

Chen An can eat three-diced buns, five-diced buns, bubble wontons, and crepe wontons for breakfast. If he is tired from working in the morning, he can also get one or two dim sum from Qin Huai. The waiters outside are not treated so well. Breakfast is usually made by Chen An or Qin Congwen. When Qin Huai makes a new product, he will invite everyone to try it. But if you want to eat dim sum on a daily basis, you will probably only be able to eat the egg cakes that cannot be sold in the cafeteria.

It was the first time for An Youyou to eat the crepe wontons made by Zheng Siyuan in the morning.

I was so excited that I ate three bowls. Then I was so full that I couldn’t eat any more bubble wontons.

An Youyou regretted so much that she wanted to slap herself twice.

Qin Huai still remembers that An Youyou wanted to be an apprentice at first, and he didn't mind spending extra time to train outstanding employees.

"An Youyou." After An Youyou finished eating the wontons and washed the dishes, Qin Huai called her, "Have you always been just helping out at home like this before?"

An Youyou nodded: "Basically, I do whatever my parents are too busy to handle. Occasionally, I also have to deliver goods and buy groceries."

"Then is there anything you want to learn?" Qin Huai asked.

After watching the video tutorial for so long yesterday afternoon, Qin Huai deeply felt that Jiang Weiming's cooking method was very good. Habitually teaching people will slow down the movements unconsciously, and slowing down means more concentration, and concentration will not make mistakes.

Qin Huai wanted to give it a try.

An Youyou hesitated for a moment and asked in a very low voice: "Can I learn it as long as I want to?"

Qin Huai:?
Is this something you want to learn?

"What do you want to learn?" "Wuding Bao!" An Youyou said without hesitation.

Qin Huai was a little surprised: "Why?"

"Because the five-pack is expensive!" An Youyou said firmly, "I heard from Master Chen this morning that breakfast chefs get commissions from sales. A five-pack is 35 yuan, and the more commissions, the more money. I want to learn how to make more money!"

Qin Huai: ...What a simple reason. How much do you love money? Your parents...

Well, your parents are also outrageous. They only pay you 200 for a month's work. It's normal to love money.

"Okay." Qin Huai nodded.

Chen An and Zheng Siyuan, who were eavesdropping on the side, were stunned when these words came out. Chen An opened his eyes wide in surprise, his face full of disbelief and regret.

If I translate his expression, it probably means: Wow, this is also possible, you can learn Wu Ding Bao if you want to, boss, I want to be an apprentice too!

"But you have to learn backwards. I haven't had time to practice kneading dough recently, so you may have to start by boiling and frying the stuffing."

"I'm not very good at teaching. I'll just do it slowly, and you can watch from the side. If you don't understand, just ask. Do you understand this teaching method?"

An Youyou nodded.

Chen An was moved.

Chen An felt that since he had already fallen behind by one step, he could not fall behind by a second step. It was better to act than to just think, so he acted!

Chen An quietly stepped forward, mustered up his courage, and asked, "Master Qin, no, boss, can I apply for a job transfer?"

Qin Huai:?
"I want to change my job and become an apprentice!" Chen An said sincerely, "I also want to learn Wu Ding Bao!"

Qin Huai:......

"No need to change positions, you just need to watch from the side. But you two can't interfere with our daily work. Our kitchen staff is already under a lot of pressure. The ordinary steamed buns, steamed buns, siomai, fried dough sticks, wontons, egg cakes, and steamed cakes all depend on you two."

"Don't worry, Master Qin. I found a small room very close to here yesterday. The rent is cheap. It only takes less than an hour to get here by electric bike."

"I can get up earlier in the morning and come here at 2:30 to finish the work first."

Chen An:?!

"I can also come early and finish the work first." Chen An expressed his opinion immediately.

Qin Huai: "...That's not necessary. Just come to the store normally. If you come too early, it will seem like I'm late for work."

Zheng Siyuan no longer wanted to talk.

He really doesn't know much about making breakfast.

Chen An and An Youyou went back to work enthusiastically, while Qin Huai continued to make snacks. Zheng Siyuan was also silently making snacks. After enduring for about 10 minutes, Zheng Siyuan finally couldn't help asking:

“Why do you want to teach how to cook the stuffing first?”

Zheng Siyuan couldn't understand it at all. How could anyone teach others to improve their own shortcomings first? Qin Huai's level of skill didn't allow him to teach others much.

"Actually, Mr. Luo gave me three recipes yesterday. There is one recipe that I think you may not like, so I plan to practice it myself first. The key point of that recipe is stir-frying the stuffing." Qin Huai explained.

Zheng Siyuan frowned. He felt that Qin Huai had somewhat slandered him.

How could there be a recipe he didn’t like? He was a very tolerant pastry chef.

Zheng Siyuan asked further, and Qin Huai said it.

Zheng Siyuan: …

Zheng Siyuan took a deep breath.

Zheng Siyuan felt that although he was tolerant, this world was a little too crazy.

No, how could there be such a recipe of noodle in this world???

It’s the same recipe from 60 years ago!
What happened to the white case industry 60 years ago? !

"I told you that you probably won't like this recipe very much, so I plan to practice it myself." Qin Huai comforted Zheng Siyuan.

"No." Zheng Siyuan took another deep breath, "I'm very interested in this recipe. I want to try what the noodles look like."

He wanted to see what kind of pastry he could make with this recipe that went against his ancestors'.

(End of this chapter)