The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 149 Hot Sale
In the kitchen of Huang's Restaurant, the waiters were busy as hell.

"Four fermented rice steamed buns for table 3."

"Four fermented rice steamed buns for table 1."

"Table 9 wants an additional order, and 12 steamed buns with fermented glutinous rice wine."

"Nine fermented rice steamed buns in box 666."

"Additional order for room 888, 24 steamed buns with fermented glutinous rice wine."

"Table 1 has an additional order for 19!"

"Table 8..."

"No. 17..."

"..."

"There's another order for Box 777. Is there any more?"

"Table 19, Table 3, Table 6, Table 13, Table 22 have all added orders, have they?"

"How many buns are left?"

"How long will it take for the next batch to be steamed?"

Qin Huai, who was still leisurely making mung bean cakes, looked at the waiter who kept talking on the intercom. The foreman who was standing at the kitchen door, taking charge of the situation and directing which table this batch of steamed buns should be delivered to first and which batch of steamed buns should be delivered to next, felt that he seemed to have underestimated the business of Huang's Restaurant.

what time is it now?

11 points.

The first batch of 1 steamed glutinous rice wine buns have been sold out, and there are still countless orders waiting.

Qin Huai felt like he was back to the time when he first started selling buns in his own breakfast shop. He didn’t know anything. He didn’t know which buns would sell well, nor did he know how many to sell in a day. He just kept making them, and he was sure they would be sold out.

Hey, it seems to have been like this for many years.

Qin Huai asked Wang Jun with an open mind: "Did I make too few fermented rice wine steamed buns? Should I make another batch? I made the amount for lunch and dinner this morning, and I feel like they will be sold out by noon."

Wang Jun said very tactfully: "Just follow your own plan. You can put down the menu after it's sold out."

Qin Huai understood, but it was not enough.

"Then help me prepare a few more bags of flour." Qin Huai said, "I will make another batch after I finish making the mung bean cakes."

The booming sales of fermented glutinous rice steamed buns is just the beginning.

The reason why the glutinous rice wine steamed buns are in great demand is not because the customers of Huang's Restaurant at noon today particularly like to eat steamed buns, but because the glutinous rice wine steamed buns have the shortest steaming time and are the first to come out of the pot.

After the first batch of fermented glutinous rice steamed buns were sold out, two unnamed kitchen helpers who assisted Qin Huai quickly and efficiently started steaming the second batch. At the same time, the four-happiness dumplings and five-ribbon buns were served at the same time.

According to the pricing of Huang Ji Restaurant, Four-happiness Dumplings are 48 yuan each and Five-dining Buns are 65 yuan each. The prices of these two dim sum are among the most expensive on Qinhuai's list.

Of course, Zheng Siyuan’s fresh meat mooncakes are not cheap either, 68 yuan per piece, with 3 pieces in a piece.

Huang's Restaurant is a high-end restaurant, starting with the prices of its dishes.

Given the prices, there are not many customers like Qian Zhongheng who would order all the new products without a second thought and blindly trust Huang Shengli's judgment.

Most customers followed the trend and ordered the steamed buns with fermented rice wine first. The aroma of the wine could be smelled from several tables away. Seeing that other tables were eating delicious food, they ordered a few for themselves. After eating, they felt unsatisfied and ordered more, or even packed it up and took it home for breakfast the next day.

The dishes at Huang's Restaurant are served in order based on the time the order is placed. Qian Zhongheng was the first customer to place an order, so he was naturally one of the first customers to be served.

Even though only two hot dishes had been served, Qian Zhongheng's son felt full.

He just couldn't help himself and ate an extra steamed bun for tomorrow morning's breakfast.

It’s so delicious. Steamed buns are a standard staple food and are pure carbohydrates, which are most in line with the public’s taste.

Qian Zhongheng's son felt that he had lived for more than 30 years and had never eaten anything so soft and chewy, with the fragrance of steamed buns and the sweet aroma of fermented rice. It smelled of wine but tasted just slightly sweet.

After eating one, you want to eat the second one. When you are full, you want to eat another half. It is delicious when eaten dry, dipped in vegetable soup, and even dipped in the sweet and sour sauce of squirrel mandarin fish.

It would be nice if I had a bag of pickled mustard tuber at a time like this.

The son thought in a very unpromising way that he loved eating steamed buns with pickled mustard tubers the most, but he didn't know whether fermented rice steamed buns with pickled mustard tubers would taste good.

My son took a look at the hot dishes on the table and saw that almost no one was touching them.

He ordered three dishes in total.

Squirrel fish, boneless, sweet and sour taste, my daughter loves it.

Lettuce drizzled with oil to relieve the greasiness.

There is also a dish of stir-fried shrimps, which my wife likes, but it has not been served yet.

Now, the oil-drenched lettuce on the table had been eaten twice, all by Bai Xiujuan. The squirrel mandarin fish was even more miserable, and only one was picked up with chopsticks, which was picked up by Ma Yuan for her daughter. As a result, the daughter held the steamed bun and ate it with relish, without even a glance at the squirrel mandarin fish in the bowl, clearly showing that she was oblivious to the outside world and only wanted to eat the steamed bun.

The dish is served, stir-fried shrimps.

The shrimps were white and clean and looked very beautiful. The son glanced at his wife and found that Ma Yuan didn't pick up her chopsticks.

"Wife, shrimps," the son reminded.

Ma Yuan just hummed, without picking up the chopsticks, and sat quietly as if waiting for something.

Seeing that no one had much interest in the hot dishes, the son’s eyes involuntarily glanced at the steamed buns on the plate. The plump white, fermented glutinous rice buns seemed to have magical powers, whispering devilishly in his ears the whole time.

Eat another one. It’s only three steamed buns. You won’t feel too full.

My son is getting a little restless.

Just then, the waiter brought another dish.

A brand new fragrance wafted over, it was the fragrance of pastries, the fragrance of pastries that had just been steamed and still had the special smell of steam.

"Please enjoy the four-happiness dumplings and five-ribbon buns you ordered. They have just come out of the pot and may be a little hot. Children should be careful when eating them." The waiter reminded kindly.

The people at the table moved.

Qian Zhongheng took a liking to the fancy four-happiness dumplings at first sight. He stretched out his chopsticks and steadily picked up one of them together with the carrot slices underneath. He looked at it in front of him, and then changed to holding the carrot slices in his hands.

Qian Zhongheng looked at the carrot slice for a few seconds, obviously not understanding whether the carrot slice served a decorative purpose or a taste purpose. After fruitless thinking, he took a bite.

With just one bite, the Four-Happiness Dumplings, whose recipe was improved by Qinhuai, completely conquered Qian Zhongheng's taste buds.

Four-happiness dumplings and fermented glutinous rice steamed buns are two completely different snacks.

No matter how delicious, fragrant, unique, or unforgettable the fermented glutinous rice steamed bun is, it is still just an ordinary steamed bun.

At least it looks like an ordinary steamed bun.

But at first glance, many people may not recognize that Four Happiness Dumplings are dumplings.

The main feature of the Four Joy Dumplings is that it is fancy and looks very expensive.

Qinhuai’s craftsmanship is worthy of the fancy Four-Happiness Dumplings.

You know, the chefs who came to work today all had breakfast before coming to work.

Huang Jia is the second in command in the kitchen of Huang's Restaurant after Master Huang. Although his cooking skills are not as good as his master's and he is often criticized by old diners, he is still considered a well-known Suzhou chef.

Huang Jia had a bowl of noodles before coming to the restaurant this morning.

Then when I arrived at the restaurant, I found that Zheng Siyuan actually made crepe wontons and bubble wontons. I was very tempted, but also very restrained. I ate 4 of each type, which was not a big deal.

I couldn't control myself when I ate the Four Happiness Dumplings.

Ate two.

Huang Jia has been holding on for the entire morning. Even though he is still stirring the wok in the kitchen, if you observe carefully you will find that he often rubs his stomach secretly.

Huang Jia is considered to have seen the world, but he has never seen such four-happiness dumplings.

Not to mention Qian Zhongheng's family.

It can be said that, except for the residents of Yunzhong Community and the residents near Sanma Road Community in Qiu County, no one has ever seen such four-happiness dumplings. The residents of Sanma Road Community have not seen many of them, and Qinhuai did not like to make them before.

Who told Qin Huai to change the recipe beyond all recognition in order to make the four-happiness dumplings that Qin Luo loved, that looked good and resembled the golden ratio steamed buns? Now he even directly blended fruit fillings into them.

In a sense, this Four Happiness Dumpling can be called Four Happiness Dumpling, Four-Bite Dumpling, or Golden Ratio Shaomai. You can call it whatever you want, just like Chenpi Tea, as long as Qinhuai dares to name it, someone will dare to accept it.

Qian Zhongheng was instantly conquered by this fancy dumpling.

It was only after I finished eating the whole dumpling that I realized that I had forgotten to feed my granddaughter a bite.

Qian Zhongheng glanced at his granddaughter who was still eating a steamed bun with all her might, and thought it would be good for the child to eat something simple.

My son took the Wu Ding bag.

He took the Wu Ding Bao not because he didn't like the fancy Four-happiness Dumplings, but mainly because he wanted to see why this ordinary Wu Ding Bao, which looked no different from a meat bun, was sold so expensively.

The son took the first bite indignantly.

Can't wait to take the second bite.

He took the third bite in ecstasy.

I took the next bite, still unsatisfied...and it was gone.

As the son savored the taste just now, he felt a sense of loss, as if it was a beautiful dream that was shattered before it was even finished.

He really wanted to yell at the waiter with all his might, asking him to give him four more buns.

But I can't shout it out, it's too expensive.

The fermented glutinous rice steamed buns at 18 yuan each can be eaten for breakfast, but the Wu Ding buns at 65 yuan each are really unaffordable.

My son felt like crying.

Why isn't he a rich man? Why can't his boss pay him more? Boss, do you know that your employees are so poor that they can't even afford to eat buns?
"Burp." The son burped sadly. He was full.

But that fancy dumpling looks delicious, so forget it, I'll sacrifice my stomach and eat another one.

The son held out his chopsticks.

His father stretched faster than him.

"Don't force yourself to eat if you're full. You're not a child anymore. Don't you have any self-control?" Qian Zhongheng ruthlessly took away the four-happiness dumplings from the plate, took away the half-eaten steamed bun from his granddaughter's hand, and stuffed the four-happiness dumplings into her hands. "Here, Mengmeng, eat this. If you can't finish it, give it to grandpa. We won't eat the steamed buns for now. Let's take them home and eat them in the evening, okay?"

"Okay." The granddaughter thought the colorful dumplings looked better, and happily grabbed the dumplings and started to eat them, not noticing her father's expression of being struck by lightning.

Son: Dad, I can eat it, I really can eat it! QAQ
With the promotion of the food tasting at Qian Zhongheng's table, other guests in the hall also placed orders for Four-Happiness Dumplings and Five-Diced Buns. Of course, the order quantity was not as large as that of the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns.

After all, the price is there. Even if the buns at the next table taste delicious, not everyone can afford 65 yuan for a bun.

The customers of Huang Ji Restaurant don't come here for the plain dim sum at all. Those who come here to eat at noon on weekdays are basically regulars, and everyone knows the level of Huang Ji's plain dim sum.

When there were chefs for white pastry in the past, their level was just about the average level of restaurants on the market, far inferior to that of red pastry.

Everyone has a mouth and a stomach. Huang Ji’s red dishes are far better than white dishes. Who would have nothing better to do than to leave the delicious dishes and have some snacks?

Today it seems like the situation has reversed.

The diners who followed the trend and tried the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns, four-happiness dumplings and five-dining buns were suddenly surprised that the skills of Huang Ji’s pastry chef, who appeared out of nowhere, seemed to be quite high.

He came with unique skills.

Some diners have eaten the Four-Happiness Dumplings and Five-Ding Buns, but they have never eaten anything like this.

Some older regular customers can tell the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns are made by Huang Shengli. They are definitely the same fermented glutinous rice steamed buns made by Master Jing. The craftsmanship is not as good as Master Jing's, but it is about 70% similar, which is pretty good.

Some guests felt they had guessed the truth.

"Could it be that Mr. Huang is not feeling well and seeing that the restaurant's business is not doing well, he called Zheng Da back to save the situation?" In Box 888, a loyal customer of Huang's Restaurant who had attended three wedding banquets hosted by the same couple speculated.

This guess was unanimously agreed upon by most of the guests in Box 888.

Everyone is a regular customer and has attended the wedding banquet. Some even go to Zheng Siyuan's pastry shop to buy pastries on weekdays and are very familiar with Zheng Siyuan's craftsmanship.

Zheng Siyuan has good skills, but he is only particularly good at a few things, such as Four-Happiness Dumplings, Five-Diced Buns, and Wine-Rice Steamed Buns. He is definitely not up to this level.

A regular customer munched on a fresh meat mooncake and said: "This mooncake must have been made by Xiao Zheng. Xiao Zheng's pastry shop has been closed for a month for renovation. I don't know where he has been for the past month. It's possible that he was called back by Lao Huang to help."

"I didn't expect that Zheng Da still has such a good skill after doing business for so many years." Someone sighed.

"What do you think? Have you ever been to the first wedding banquet of Mr. and Mrs. Gong? 1 years ago, when Zheng Da first started his career, all the snacks at the wedding banquet were made by Zheng Da. His cooking skills were really amazing."

"Compared to his father, Xiao Zheng is indeed a little behind."

"Indeed." Someone agreed while eating four-happiness dumplings, "He can't compare to his father in terms of variety."

"Zheng Da is cooking. This is a rare opportunity. Please give more, waiter!"

The waiter came in and nodded to the regular customer who was ordering food: "Today's new dishes, fifty of each, take-out. No rush, but make sure to leave enough for us."

"Okay." The waiter went to place the order.

This scene was repeated in almost every private room. Some people even called their friends to tell them that Zheng Da had been pulled back by Huang Shengli to cook, and asked them not to miss it and to come to Huang Ji to pack up some dim sum as it would be gone if they were late.

All of a sudden, orders exploded.

Qin Huai was dumbfounded.

Qin Huai suspected that there might be something wrong with the ordering system of Huang's Restaurant. In order to prove his guess, he even ran outside to take a look to see if the hall was full.

It wasn't full at all!

Now the question is, how could so many customers order 5 times more dim sum than the number of people?
It's not just 5 times in total, it's 5 times for almost everything.

No, don’t people in Suzhou love snacks so much?

Huang's Restaurant will close after opening at noon today. Is it not doing business anymore?
This snack must be purchased at noon time and cannot be purchased at night?
Dear diners, some dim sum tastes best when it is fresh out of the oven. For example, if you order a lot of crab shell yellow and dream-fulfilling sesame cakes at noon and take them home, will they still taste the same after you microwave them? Why order so much?

Let’s eat some food, look at the chefs busy in the kitchen of Huang Ji Restaurant, and order some of their specialties!
The most important thing is that he didn’t do that much!

This is the total amount for noon and evening!
You have finished your lunch shopping, what will Huang Ji sell in the evening?
Isn't it said that the work at Huang's Restaurant is easy? Why does Qin Huai feel that the workload is not easy at all?

The foreman was still directing the count.

"Take a final inventory of how much of each item is left and report the exact number to me. All the dim sum on the electronic menu has been removed from the shelves. If there is any left, put it back on the shelves."

"Let's do a final count. There can't be any mistakes in the numbers!"

"Do you want to add an order to Room 666? Tell them it's sold out. It's really sold out. Can you make a reservation? Tell them you can't for now. We have never taken dim sum reservations in our restaurant."

Qin Huai kneaded the dough numbly.

To be honest, he is not tired at all now.

When making snacks in the morning, Qin Huai was not tired at all because he had professional and considerate helpers to help him.

But he was tired.

He seemed to see a snack-making life that had no end in sight.

These customers really want to buy snacks.

The quantity purchased is really large.

Can Huang Ji Restaurant sell dim sum with matching goods in the future? You must order enough stir-fried dishes before you can buy dim sum, otherwise it would be too outrageous for this group of people to buy dim sum.

Just snacks, no dishes.

When Qin Huai first went outside, he saw that there were people sitting on chairs at the door just waiting for snacks. They were not there to eat at all.

There is also the familiar errand boy.

It was so familiar, so familiar that Qin Huai felt like he was home.

Zheng Siyuan also started kneading the dough.

"Hey, aren't you making glutinous rice cakes?" Qin Huai asked.

Zheng Siyuan said calmly: "I'll help you do something first."

Qin Huai was touched, "Good buddy, no more words. Although I used you as a beast of burden before, now your uncle treats me as a beast of burden, so we are even."

"Now you know why I don't want to work in a restaurant and instead want to open a pastry shop at the entrance of the community." Zheng Siyuan said.

"I know. I know that too much." Qin Huai nodded frantically. "I have never missed my community cafeteria so much."

"Don't make so many snacks in the future. This place is different from the Yunzhong Canteen." Zheng Siyuan advised sincerely, "Two are enough, no more."

"Master uncle cooked too much food yesterday. It seems his waist is not feeling well again. He went to physical therapy this morning. When he comes in the afternoon, you don't have to make snacks. In the evening... there will be more people, and no matter what we do, it won't be enough."

"Just let it go. Master said he will come over this afternoon to teach us the timing."

When Qin Huai heard that Huang Shengli would come over in the afternoon to personally instruct on the cooking temperature, he felt that he was ready again and could make two more batches of fermented glutinous rice steamed buns.

Forget about the Four-Happiness Dumplings and Five-Diced Buns. These two are a bit troublesome and I’m tired and don’t want to make them.

"Are you going to learn too?" Qin Huai asked. He felt that Zheng Siyuan was quite capable and didn't need to learn at all.

If he had Zheng Siyuan's skills, he would be able to make longevity noodles with ease and make it A-grade in minutes.

Zheng Siyuan nodded and said firmly: "I want to try the big flip spoon!"

Qin Huai: ...?
Qin Huai felt that his pursuit might be a bit low.

He just wanted to try flipping the spoon.

On the other hand, Zheng Da, who was far away in Hangzhou and was struggling to deal with production line problems, suddenly received a call from an old friend.

As soon as the call was connected, my old friend's loud voice came from the phone.

"Old Zheng, you are such an unfriendly person. You went back to Huang's Restaurant to help without notifying your old friend. We almost missed it."

Zheng Da was confused: "What help? I'm in Hangzhou, not Gusu. You mean Siyuan? Siyuan should be helping out at Huangji now."

The old friend was stunned: "You are not at Huang's? Then who made the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns for lunch today? And the Wu Ding Bao, Xie Ke Huang, Yuan Meng Shao Bing, Four Happiness Dumplings, who else could have made them if not you? Who else in Suzhou has this skill? Your son doesn't have it either, I've eaten the Wu Ding Bao he made."

As soon as Zheng Da heard the name of the dish, he knew it must have been made by Qin Huai. He couldn't help feeling proud. He was worthy of being his chosen disciple. He could amaze everyone with just a little bit of skill.

In his heart, he even blamed Huang Shengli a little. What was wrong with his senior brother? He asked Xiao Qin to make so many snacks by himself. What if his future beloved apprentice was exhausted? It was really too careless.

Seeing Zheng Da didn't say anything, the old friend continued, "If it really wasn't you, then tell me where Lao Huang got this great guy from. His level is on par with yours. Could he have been hired from Zhiweiju? Which chef left Zhiweiju?"

Zheng Da was furious when he heard what the other party said: "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by being on par with me? Gong Datou, can you eat? How can this person be on par with me? I must be better than this!"

If Qin Huai's level was on par with his, how could he have the nerve to accept Qin Huai as his apprentice?
"Where are you?" Zheng Da asked.

"I was waiting for dim sum at Huang Ji. I thought you went to Huang Ji. I was afraid you would run away after working for noon, so I rushed over to buy some. It turns out that you were not the one."

"Buy less and don't tire Xiao Qin out."

"Oh, the new master is your friend, right? Okay, I know what's going on. Hang up now."

Before hanging up, Zheng Da heard the other party ask the waiter:
“美女，我的20个馒头、30个五丁包、50个四喜饺、10份圆梦烧饼、15个蟹壳黄什么时候能好啊？”

Zheng Da: ...

Did you never eat snacks in your previous life? Why are you hoarding so much? Where is your hamster?
Zheng Da sent a message to Huang Shengli.

Zheng Da: Brother, is this how you take care of Xiao Qin when I asked you to? Xiao Qin is my future disciple, what should I do if I tire him out? ? ?
Huang Shengli, who had just finished physical therapy and was leisurely drinking tea:?
What the hell? When did Qin Huai become Zheng Da's last disciple?
Huang Shengli thought of a new word he had recently learned on the Internet, which was very suitable for Zheng Da.

Moon landing fraud.

Huang Shengli put down his phone, continued drinking tea, and made a teaching plan for the afternoon.

Two in one
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(End of this chapter)