The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 128 Hot

In the afternoon, Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan boldly tried the crude version of Guoer.

very successful.

high efficiency.

As long as you don't have the psychological burden that you are actually making a noodle, look at the snack in your hand with an inclusive attitude and tell yourself that this is what a noodle is. The shape is not important, as long as it can be seen as a noodle. The color is not important, as long as it is bright enough.

As long as you have this mindset, things will go very fast.

After all, wrap the filling in the dough, knead it into a round shape, and use a brush to casually brush it with beet juice to color it. This simple step can be done by anyone, including Chen Huihong.

No, Chen Huihong still can’t do it. When wrapping the Guoer, the thickness of the dough must be controlled. The stuffing cannot be exposed, oil cannot seep out, and the skin cannot be too thick.

The above are the basic requirements for making dumplings.

The crudely made fruit was very popular at the afternoon tasting and buying event.

Because Guo'er is destined to be on the permanent menu, no matter whether Qin Huai can make a B-level buff Guo'er, this snack must be on the permanent menu. If you can't make a B-level one, you have to practice. It's practice to put it in the random drop in the afternoon, and it's also practice to put it in the permanent menu in the morning, so it's better to announce it in advance.

Regulars have experience with this kind of thing.

In everyone's opinion, fermented glutinous rice steamed buns are so popular.

First, it kept dropping randomly in the afternoon, and then it fell into the permanent pool in the morning. I don't know how many residents in the community are still regretting that they didn't cherish the time when the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns dropped randomly.

How great it is to have random drops. New items are added irregularly in the afternoon, which is not the peak meal time, and it is impossible for all office workers to skip work and wait for the drop.

If you are lucky enough to find a spot where no one is around, you can buy two bags, not just one! Carrying two large bags of fermented glutinous rice steamed buns, you will get twice as many people turning their heads when walking around the neighborhood. Not only will you have face, but you will also become the hero of the whole family.

As long as the steamed buns bought were not eaten up in one day, the family would spread the legend that a hero broke into the Yunzhong Canteen and won two big bags of steamed buns with fermented glutinous rice wine.

It’s not possible now, the good days are gone forever.

The fermented glutinous rice steamed buns are now sold permanently every morning. Residents of the community, office workers, students and even passers-by are rushing to buy them.

Basically, the steamed buns are sold out as soon as they come out of the pot. You are not allowed to buy even one bag, let alone two bags. The quantity is limited now. Each person can only buy two steamed buns per day from the first batch in the morning.

Why is Ding so hated? Isn't it because she can always walk around the community with a bag of fermented glutinous rice steamed buns thanks to the sophora japonica honey?

She takes a walk in the community with a bag of fermented rice steamed buns. The hot summer heat has not yet gone away, but she is not afraid of dying of heat even though the temperature is over 30 degrees.

So, on the first day of Guoer's tasting, people in the neighboring community who didn't know much about the business were still waiting and watching, but residents of Yunzhong Community had already started calling their friends to line up to buy the products.

The whole afternoon, there was a long queue in the cafeteria, all of which were loyal customers waiting eagerly for their fruit.

As luck would have it, Qu Jing, who worked the day shift and got off work on time, caught the last batch of fruits coming out of the oven.

Also the best batch.

The first few batches of stuffing were all fried Qinhuai style. They were not a complete failure, but at least they were mediocre.

Qin Huai felt uncomfortable when frying stuffing because he had hardly touched a spatula in all these years. It felt like your mother had been hitting you with a clothes hanger for years, and suddenly switching to a rolling pin would definitely not feel right.

But the skills to beat you exist. If you adapt a little, you can beat you like a clothes hanger with a rolling pin.

Similarly, Qin Huai's fire control has truly reached the intermediate level. Although the intermediate level is not high, it is at least better than the elementary level. Moreover, Qin Huai practices fire control every day. He has practiced a lot during this period, so there is no possibility of a serious failure.

If someone thinks that Qinhuai’s fried fillings are not good enough, it must be because he has just eaten Zheng Siyuan’s.

Qin Huai practiced Guoer in the afternoon to practice the timing and fingering. For this reason, he didn't even hang the soup and missed Master Huang's online class. Master Huang didn't care much about it. Zheng Siyuan had gone to teach on the spot, so it didn't matter if the online class stopped for a while. He went fishing happily.

The first few batches of fruits made with Qinhuai fried fillings were only of a miserable D grade, with a slightly better D+ and no higher than C.

Although the D-grade dessert is a bit shabby, the fruit itself is good enough. It is a B-grade dessert that was made into a D-grade dessert due to poor skills. It is not an ordinary D-grade dessert, but a delicious D-grade dessert.

In addition, Qinhuai sells them cheaply, and the size and weight of the fruit are just right, the size of an apple, and filled with meat stuffing. They are so fragrant when they are freshly steamed. Because it is a practice tasting, the random price is only 10 yuan each, and the diners who rushed to buy them did not give a bad review.

Of course, the last batch cannot be sold at such a cheap cost price.

The last batch was the stuffing fried by Zheng Siyuan. Sure enough, Qinhuai could see the grade while it was still in the steamer without opening the lid.

【Apple Noodles Grade C】

As expected of Zheng Siyuan, he is an all-rounder with a professional background. If the C-grade fruit is only sold for 10 yuan, it would be a shame for the stuffing that Zheng Siyuan personally cooked.

Qin Huai said to the diners outside the window: "Everyone, this is the last batch of fruits. The price of this batch of fruits is a little more expensive, 25 yuan each, and there are 35 in total. Please line up to buy. Sister Xi, you will issue the numbers. Those after number 35 do not need to line up."

A customer who actually passed by and queued up to buy the food asked, "Why is this batch so expensive? Wasn't it only 10 yuan just now?"

No one answered him. Everyone rushed to line up. The person who got number 35 was an office worker who had dared to skip work and heard that there would be a random drop-off that would become a permanent resident that afternoon. The office worker almost cried for joy and squatted down crying while holding his number plate.

Of course, only a small part of the reason why he cried was because he got the number plate. The main reason was because he just checked the message on his mobile phone and found out that he was caught skipping work and was fined 200 yuan.

After the number plates were distributed, the unwilling diners who didn't get a number plate slowly explained to the real passers-by: "This shows that the last batch of fruits are worth the price."

"Ah?" The passerby didn't understand. Aren't they selling the same thing? I haven't heard that the flavor has changed.

"New here?" The old lady who didn't get a number plate looked out the window with a little sadness. "Master Qin, who makes the cakes, is the owner of this shop. He doesn't know how to set the prices. Now is his time to practice making dim sum. What dim sum he sells is random. He sells it when he's in a good mood, and keeps it for himself when he's in a bad mood."

"He has always set prices randomly. For the same thing, if it tastes good, he sells it at a higher price, if it tastes normal, he sells it at a lower price, and if it doesn't taste good, he gives it away for free."

"There are free gifts!" Passersby were surprised.

The auntie forced a smile and said, "When you eat the free food, you will know what it means that cheap goods are not good."

"I will never forget the bowl of duck soup that Xiao Ou drank."

Passerby:?
Although they didn't get a number plate, passers-by were still curious about the difference between the 25 yuan fruit and the 10 yuan fruit, so they sat in the store and watched others eat.

The waiter swiftly packed the fruits into bags one by one. As he was doing so, Qu Jing pushed the door open and came in.

Qu Jing is also a celebrity among the diners. The uncles and aunts who often come here all know her. When they see her come in, the uncles and aunts who didn’t get a number ticket greet her warmly.

"Dr. Qu is here. I didn't see you this morning."

"Auntie Huang, I'm on the day shift today, so I didn't come this morning."

"Xiao Qu, you finally caught up. Chef Xiao Qin is selling new dim sum this afternoon. He said that he will sell it regularly in the morning after he has mastered it. The previous ones were sold for 10 yuan, but this batch is now sold for 25 yuan!"

After hearing what everyone said, Qu Jing quickened her pace and walked to the window. She looked inside curiously and saw the ugly Guo'er.

Qu Jing: ...

Why is Master Qin’s aesthetic taste so weird? What is this round thing with red and white parts?
Red fruit?
"Hey, Qu Jing, you're here at the right time. I just sent a message to Mr. Luo, asking him to ask Zhang Shumei to get some snacks. Since you're here, you can help me deliver them to him." Qin Huai said.

"Okay." Qu Jing nodded, not minding running errands for once. "It just so happens that I haven't seen Mr. Luo today, so I'll come visit him."

Qin Huai stuffed two fruits into Qu Jing's mouth.

Qin Huai kept five of the last batch of fruits, one for Ouyang, one for Chen Huihong, one for Luo Jun, and two for Luo Luo. The fruits were big, so Hui Hui didn't need to keep any, she could just eat Chen Huihong's.

Now that Qu Jing had arrived, it was just in time, so Qin Huai gave the one that was originally intended for Qin Luo to Qu Jing.

"By the way, last time you said in the hospital that you wanted to eat glutinous rice cake with date paste and yam flavor. I've been a bit busy these two days and don't have time to make it. I'll study it when I'm a little free in a couple of days. I remember you are on the night shift the day after tomorrow. Before you come the day after tomorrow morning, send me a message so I can prepare it in advance." Qin Huai said.

Qu Jing took the packed fruit and wanted to put it in a bigger bag. When she put the bag on, the fruit hit her elbow. Even though she was wearing long sleeves and a paper bag was put on the fruit, Qu Jing was still burned so much that she pulled her hand back and almost cried out.

"They are fresh out of the pot, be careful of the heat." Qin Huai was shocked by Qu Jing's reaction, "Do you want to rinse them with cold water? Are you scalded?"

Qu Jing was breathing heavily, her expression impossible to see as the mask covered most of her face. Judging from her movements and eyes, she must have been burned.

Qu Jing shook her head: "No, I shouldn't be burned. I just have a keen sense of pain. It's not boiling water, so how could I get burned? I'm going to send Guo'er away. I'll come back later to get other snacks and tangerine peel tea."

After saying that, Qu Jing left.

Qin Huai glanced at the others. Some of them couldn't wait and had already started eating because they were greedy. They ate while breathing in and out. Some of them were even more exaggerated, while they ate while tap dancing.

The fruit must be hot if it has just been out of the pot for one or two minutes.

But it's not so exaggerated that touching the elbow feels like being poured with boiling water.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Siyuan noticed that Qin Huai was in a daze. "Pack up and go home. I think there's something wrong with the way the stuffing was fried just now. I'll study it again when I get home."

"Nothing." Qin Huai murmured, "I was just wondering, is there really anyone who is so afraid of pain?"

(End of this chapter)