The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 27 Buckwheat Buns
After confirming that Chen Huihui's sense of taste was normal, Qin Huai began his buckwheat bun experiment.

Since Chen Huihui and the side quest have both confirmed that buckwheat buns are her favorite flavor, Qin Huai will naturally focus on this track.

It’s not difficult to make ordinary steamed buns.

Anyone who is nimble and has little cooking experience can successfully make steamed buns, which may not necessarily taste good, by following the tutorial and controlling the temperature and amount of water when kneading the dough.

But if you look at it in detail, there are still some things to pay attention to when making buckwheat buns.

Because soba noodles are not tasty.

Unlike cornmeal, a coarse grain noodle that has a corn aroma and a slightly sweet taste, pure buckwheat noodles are really unpalatable.

Not only are the flour particles coarse and taste bad, it is also difficult to knead into a smooth dough. Buckwheat noodles themselves have no sweetness. Not only are they not sweet, they even have a slight bitter taste. This is why sugar is usually added when making buckwheat buns.

Because it really doesn't taste good without sugar.

Most of the time, buckwheat buns are not made of pure buckwheat flour, but are basically made of a mixture of buckwheat flour and all-purpose flour. The color of the buckwheat buns will also change depending on the proportion of white flour, and the whiter the bun, the higher the proportion of white flour.

Qin Huai sent a WeChat message to ask Chen Huihong what color the buckwheat buns their family ate during the Chinese New Year were. Chen Huihong said they were gray, and you could tell a lot of white flour was mixed in, so strictly speaking, they were not coarse grain buns.

Now that he had found out the whole situation, Qin Huai was about to start the controlled variable method experiment.

Make 18 varieties first, using sugar and the ratio of buckwheat flour to white flour as variables, and steam a batch to taste.

On the afternoon of the second day, the kitchen of Yunzhong Canteen was filled with the rich aroma of buckwheat buns.

Steamed buns are one of the simplest pasta dishes.

Making steamed buns is very easy, whether kneading the dough or steaming it. It is so easy that Qin Huai can even watch variety shows while keeping an eye on the heat.

"Brother, what are you researching to eat? Why do I smell like steamed buns? Brother Yang said that you made a particularly delicious steamed bun yesterday afternoon. Is it the same kind you made yesterday afternoon? When will it be out of the pot? I want to try it!" Qin Luo, who had just woken up from a nap and was full of energy, asked as he leaned against the kitchen door as soon as he entered the cafeteria.

"Your brother Yang has a unique taste. Don't believe his lies. He said that all the steamed buns are buckwheat buns and you don't like them. There is also mung bean jelly in the freezer. Go get it yourself. I saved it for you. This afternoon, Ouyang cried and begged me to give him half, but I didn't give him half." Qin Huai said.

Qin Luo said with a smile: "Thank you, brother. Actually, you can give Brother Yang two pieces. Brother Yang also brought me lychees yesterday. They are so... expensive!"

Qin Huai would of course not tell Qin Luo that the reason he didn't share with Ouyang at noon was because Ouyang had secretly bought half a catty. Half a catty of mung bean jelly was eaten in one day, and Qin Huai was afraid that Ouyang would go to the emergency room directly after eating it, so it was impossible to give him an extra portion.

With his mother reimbursing his meal expenses, Ouyang is very generous when shopping. He buys dim sum by half a pound, half a pound of each item.

Qin Luo changed his clothes, went into the kitchen, took out the mung bean jelly from the freezer, sat next to Qin Huai and ate it, while watching the variety show.

Yesterday, Zhao Rong was furious when she learned that Qin Luo played with his phone until 3 a.m., and immediately set up a very strict schedule for Qin Luo to play with his phone, which stipulated that the phone could not exceed three hours a day, and the phone would be confiscated if the time exceeded.

Qin Luo had already finished the three-hour show in the morning, and could only watch Qin Huai's variety show in the afternoon.

"Brother, how did you come up with the idea of ​​making buckwheat buns?" Qin Luo took small bites of the mung bean jelly.

The raw materials of the mung bean jelly made by Qin Huai are only mung bean paste and honey. The mung bean flavor is very strong, cool and smooth. In Qin Luo's words, the mung bean jelly just taken out of the freezer tastes like a refrigerated mousse cake, which is definitely an excellent summer snack to relieve heat.

"Your Aunt Chen said Huihui loves buckwheat buns, but she has never had particularly good ones. Buckwheat buns are not difficult to make anyway, so I thought I might as well give it a try. Maybe I can make one that Huihui likes."

Qin Luo said he didn't understand why anyone liked to eat buckwheat buns. Was it because the brown sugar buns weren't sweet enough, or the white flour buns weren't soft enough, or maybe it was because the wine lees buns...

Forget about the wine lees steamed buns. Qin Luo said that the wine lees steamed buns made by her brother were average and not as good as the brown sugar steamed buns.

"Brother, do we still need to sell buckwheat buns in the morning?" Qin Luo asked.

"Not for sale." Qin Huai said firmly.

Tasks are tasks, life is life. Qin Huai said he would firmly implement the principle of getting off work at 12 noon, and would never add steamed bread to breakfast, which requires secondary fermentation, cannot be sold at a high price, and may affect his time to get off work.

After an episode of the variety show ended, the steamed buns were successfully cooked.

Buckwheat buns of different shades are lined up in a row. At first glance, they look like a work of art created by an obsessive-compulsive patient to prove that buns can fade.

Chen Huihui still has 3 minutes to arrive at the cafeteria.

It’s great during the final exam period because there’s no need to stay in class or hold meetings. School ends right after the exams, which makes it convenient for Qinhuai to accurately control the time it takes for the steamed buns to come out of the pot.

Qin Luo, who had already finished a small plate of mung bean jelly, looked at the row of steaming buckwheat buns in front of her and suddenly felt that the buckwheat buns might not be as bad as she remembered.

Since Chen Huihui likes to eat it, it means that buckwheat buns must have their merits!

Qin Luo blinked and looked at Qin Huai, his eyes full of: Brother, how could you forget me for such an important task? I am your number one taster!

Qin Huai didn't say anything, but just silently cut the steamed buns into pieces.

Chen Huihui is going to try 18 kinds of buckwheat buns later. If this one is not cut into smaller pieces, the children will be full after eating it.

Three minutes later, Chen Huihong led Chen Huihui into the cafeteria. When they saw the steamed buns lined up on the table in varying colors from dark to light, both mother and daughter were stunned.

Is this... a steamed bun banquet?

What a small banquet.

"Huihui, I don't know what flavor you like, so I made 18 kinds for you to try first and see if there is anything you like."

Chen Huihui sat down blankly. Chen Huihong was slightly shocked for a moment, then said a little embarrassedly: "Xiao Qin, Huihui may have just said that casually yesterday, you don't have to..."

"I don't usually make steamed buns, and Huihui just happened to want to eat some, so I might as well do some research. If I can make a delicious and popular buckwheat steamed bun, we can also serve new products in the cafeteria," Qin Huai said with a smile.

Chen Huihong didn't say anything, but just muttered in her heart that she was already a very enthusiastic person on weekdays, and she didn't expect Qin Huai to be no less enthusiastic. No wonder she thought Xiao Qin was so friendly, it turned out that they were a kindred spirit.

In an instant, Chen Huihong's favorability towards Qin Huai increased a little bit.

"Huihui, let me introduce it to you. This is buckwheat bun No. 1. It is sugar-free, 90% buckwheat flour, and 10% all-purpose flour. If you think it tastes bad after eating it, just shake your head. If you like it, tell me. If you have any suggestions or ideas, feel free to tell me. Let's eat one and give our comments, okay?"

Chen Huihui had never been a food taster before. After hearing what Qin Huai said, she suddenly felt that the steamed bun she was eating today was very important. She nodded firmly, indicating that she would definitely eat the steamed bun carefully.

Chen Huihui picked up buckwheat bun No. 1, stuffed it into her mouth resolutely, chewed it hard, and tasted it carefully.

After 0.1 seconds, he shook his head firmly.

It tastes terrible!

Chen Huihui said that the No. 1 buckwheat bun was not only rough and irritating to the tongue, but also a bit bitter. Although the buckwheat flavor was very strong, it was really not tasty and was even worse than the weird-tasting bun from yesterday.

Qin Huai immediately started the next one: "This is No. 2 buckwheat steamed bun, white sugar, 90% buckwheat flour, 10% all-purpose flour."

Chen Huihui chewed carefully again.

After 0.1 second, he shook his head even more firmly.

A slightly sweeter but equally delicious buckwheat bun than the previous one.

"This is buckwheat bun No. 3, sugar-free, 85% buckwheat flour, 15% all-purpose flour."

……

When Chen Huihui was trying buckwheat bun No. 8, Ouyang Qiang, who had heard that the Yunzhong Canteen was holding a bun tasting competition, skipped work and came to watch.

Chen Huihong was completely unaware that Ouyang had skipped work, and she even kindly explained the results of the tasting of the previous buckwheat buns.

Neither is ideal.

Chen Huihui tasted the buns in order of color from dark to light. The darker the color, the higher the proportion of buckwheat flour. Although Chen Huihui likes the taste of buckwheat noodles, it does not mean that she really likes to eat this pure whole grain.

This kind of liking is more like the liking of a child who is usually not allowed by his parents to go out to eat roasted sweet potatoes but occasionally eats a roasted sweet potato. If you let her eat sweet potatoes for every meal like the ordinary farmers' families who did not have enough food in the last century, and eat until she has heartburn and wants to vomit, I am afraid she will not like sweet potatoes.

Chen Huihui nodded for the first time only after she ate the buckwheat buns, which were made of 50:50 buckwheat flour and white flour.

It’s true that Huihui is a very determined child with a good temper and personality.

Normally, some people, who are spoiled children, would have been upset if they were asked to eat so many unpalatable buns. Although Chen Huihui rejected all the buns in front of her, she ate them very resolutely and with great interest.

Perhaps in Chen Huihui's view, whether or not she can eat delicious steamed buns today is not important, what is important is to complete the important mission of tasting the buns.

Qin Huai began to record the steamed buns that Chen Huihui gave positive reviews for.

Seeing that the two of them really turned the food tasting into an experimental research, Ouyang turned his head and asked Qin Luo in a low voice: "Did your brother do this before?"

Qin Luo nodded calmly: "It has always been like this."

"My brother has always made snacks one by one. Steamed buns are the easiest to make. The snacks with fillings but that don't taste good when made according to the recipe and need to change the ingredients are the most troublesome. You have to buy a lot of things and try them one by one. It's normal to make seven or eight kinds of snacks a day and do it for twenty to thirty days in a row."

Ouyang was a little surprised: "Who will try it?"

"Me!" Qin Luo raised his head proudly, "I've been the one doing the tasting for so many years!"

"I'm our family's number one food taster!"

When Qin Huai heard Qin Luo's boasting, he nodded silently in his heart to show his affirmation.

Of course, Qin Luo has been a very picky eater since she was young and she has a big appetite. If she doesn't try the food, who will?

Chen Huihui, who tried the 15th buckwheat bun, was obviously a little full, and her swallowing movements began to slow down.

Qin Huai wrote in his little notebook that Huihui didn’t have a big appetite, so it was best for her to try 14 dishes at a time.

It was still a mistake. At Huihui's age, Qin Luo could eat at least 26 kinds of food.

Qin Huai's eyes drifted towards Qin Luo, and he found that Qin Luo had already sneaked into the kitchen and took out the No. 10 buckwheat bun that Chen Huihui rated the highest, and broke it into two halves, half for her and half for Ouyang.

They both have already started eating.

"Luoluo, I found that your brother is also good at making steamed buns. Although this steamed bun is not as good as yesterday's, it tastes really good."

"What kind of steamed buns did my brother make yesterday?" Qin Luo's eyes were full of desire, "My brother didn't tell me."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Ouyang clicked his tongue twice. "He's probably just too lazy to do it. It's okay. Next time I'll ask your brother to do it, and when he's done I'll give you half."

"Thank you, Brother Yang!"

(End of this chapter)