The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 40 Is this disease contagious?
Qin Huai, who lacks self-confidence, is strongly recommending fermented glutinous rice steamed buns to the uncles.

The steamed buns are not for sale today, they are only given away as gifts to regular customers, as a big surprise and reward to old customers.

The main reason for not selling is that the menu is not well prepared. The price is tentatively set at 8 yuan here in Qinhuai. Buckwheat buns that are messy, arbitrary, and can be added with anything can be sold for 5 yuan each. B-grade fermented glutinous rice steamed buns sold for 8 yuan are simply great value for money!
This is what Zhao Rong, who participated in the pricing, thinks.

"Master Qin, it's not that I have a problem, nor that I don't like steamed buns. My wife also comes to grab the buckwheat buns you sell every afternoon. I'm just making a pertinent suggestion, which comes from the sincere expectation of diners, which is..."

"Okay, Wang Laogen, what are you talking about standing at the window? If you want to take it, take it. If you want to say it, say it. Hurry up!" Uncle Cao urged impatiently.

Uncle Wang could only slowly say: "Can you make more crab shell yellow? It would be best if it is stuffed with fresh shrimp."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the uncles present immediately expressed their opinions.

"Wang Laogen, what's wrong with you? If there's food, eat it. If there's nothing to eat, wait. Why are you raising objections?"

"That's right, how much crab roe can you eat?"

"Where is your integrity in not falsifying accounts or making mistakes in accounting for 40 years?"

The group of uncles and aunts jogging in the morning were all acquaintances. As soon as Uncle Wang said this, everyone started to make personal attacks on him.

Mr. Wang, a senior accountant with 40 years’ experience, blushed and ran away with his plate. The steamed buns with fermented glutinous rice in the small plate at the edge almost fell to the ground.

Qin Huai had no choice but to give the buns to the next aunt.

This group of wealthy uncles and aunts set a strange rule, which Qin Huai had heard a little about.

The specific content is that since everyone has different tastes, everyone has their own preferences. The snacks in Yunzhong Canteen are not fixed except for the Wu Ding Bao and Sanding Bao, so everyone may not be able to eat the snacks they want.

In order to be fair and prevent someone from spending money to affect the balance of the meal, no one is allowed to directly contact Qinhuai to secretly manipulate the designated snacks by various means including playing the emotional card, getting close, forcing recognition, and spending money.

Yesterday, Grandma Ding's behavior was beyond the pale and was condemned by everyone. Today, Uncle Wang's behavior was an absolute violation and was strictly prohibited.

"Master Xiao Qin, don't pay any attention to Wang Laogen. He's been working as an accountant and has become so stupid that his wife suspects he has Alzheimer's. The old rules, two baskets of five-piece steamed buns and one basket of three-piece steamed buns. Can you give us two more steamed buns? My old lady loves steamed buns. She can't get up in the morning. I told her many times to come and eat with me in the morning, but she just couldn't get up." While dissing Uncle Wang, Xu Tuqiang did not forget to ask for two more steamed buns.

As Xu Tuqiang was the first customer of Yunzhong Canteen, Qin Huai felt that he had to give him some respect, so he decisively gave him two more steamed buns, which made Uncle Cao's eyes red.

Qin Huai also had some knowledge about these uncles.

As for how he knew...

Qin Huai could only say that Ouyang’s work at the neighborhood committee over the past few years was not in vain. He might not remember much about the work, but he definitely remembered the gossip.

Take Mr. Wang, who likes to reminisce about the past and is often suspected of having the early signs of Alzheimer's disease, for example. Mr. Wang's real name is Wang Gensheng, nicknamed Wang Laogen, a local and a genuine college student.

When he was young, he worked as an accountant in a state-owned factory in Suzhou. With 40 years of professional accounting experience, he was most proud of the fact that he had never made false accounts or made mistakes in his accounting. Uncle Wang repeated this 19 times while eating breakfast, and he could even recite the words Qinhuai.

Uncle Wang, who had been honest all his life and had never earned extra money, was just an ordinary uncle until his retirement. His rise to wealth was somewhat similar to Qin Huai's - his house was demolished.

Unlike most of the rich old men who earn their livings by working hard in their youth and live a rich life in their old age, Uncle Wang became rich overnight. This is why other old men often say that he is stingy. In Uncle Wang's words, he has been careful with his money all his life. Can't he continue to be careful with his money now that he has money?
The cost-conscious Mr. Wang cursed Mr. Cao in his heart.

He was just expressing his heartfelt wishes from the perspective of a diner, fighting for a reputation for Crab Shell Yellow. What did he have to do...

Well, it seems he did break the rules a bit.

Uncle Wang, who has followed the rules all his life, lowered his head and ate the steamed buns with some shame. Although Master Qin doesn't like making crab shell yellow, his skill in making steamed buns is indeed impeccable. The steamed buns are soft and chewy, and the light aroma of wine is the finishing touch...

Wait, this is fermented glutinous rice steamed bun?!

Uncle Wang looked down at the steamed bun and his eyes widened.

As if he couldn't believe it, Uncle Wang pressed the bun hard and waited for it to slowly bounce back.

Press again.

Play again.

Uncle Wang:!!!

Uncle Cao, who was sitting opposite Uncle Wang:?

Oh no, it’s not as if Wang Laogen is really suffering from Alzheimer’s disease as I usually joked about.
What a sin, what a sin. Don't worry, Lao Gen, we will definitely find a way to contact the best doctor for you!

Qin Huai behind the window also noticed Uncle Wang's seemingly unwise actions and asked, "Uncle Wang, is there something wrong with the steamed buns?"

"This steamed bun, this steamed bun! This is fermented glutinous rice steamed bun!" Uncle Wang said excitedly.

Uncle Cao slapped his forehead in despair. It was over. It really was Alzheimer's disease.

"This is exactly the same as the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns I ate in Gusu when I was young! I never thought that I could still taste the same flavor after all these years! This is the flavor, there is no mistake, I haven't eaten steamed buns like this in half my life!"

"Back when I was an accountant at a cotton mill..."

Uncle Cao, who was already looking for the doctor's contact information in his mind, just wanted to put the whole steamed bun in front of him on Uncle Wang's head.

Damn it, Mr. Wang, just reminisce about the past, why change the words? I'm scared to death.

Qin Huai accurately captured the unfamiliar words in the familiar lines.

"Uncle Wang, have you ever eaten similar fermented rice wine steamed buns before?"

"I have eaten it, I have eaten it!" Uncle Wang was still excitedly reminiscing about the past, "Master Qin, I am not trying to discourage you, but the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns I ate back then were much better than yours."

Uncle Cao felt that he still needed to contact a doctor.

Qin Huai's eyes lit up, and he came out from the kitchen, impatiently saying, "Uncle Wang, please don't get up, just sit down. Can you tell me in detail how the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns you ate back then were better than mine?"

Uncle Cao: ...

It's over, Alzheimer's is contagious.

Master Qin was so stupid that he believed Wang Laogen's nonsense about the past.

With a bun in his mouth, Uncle Cao took out his cell phone and decided to carefully look through the doctor's contact information.

(End of this chapter)