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Chapter 43: Fermented Rice and Steamed Buns, Grade B+

【Grade B+ of fermented rice steamed buns】

Qin Huai looked at the display of fermented glutinous rice buns in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes.

If you were to ask what his mood was at this moment...

That's probably: Wuhu! Patrick Star cheers~
Happy, very happy, the happiness of not having to get up early to sell buns and still making money.

Qin Huai was so happy that he couldn't help but recall the wonderful moment of making the steamed buns while standing next to the steamer. He even wanted to hire an artist to paint it into a picture and hang it in the kitchen. It was an unprecedented feeling of satisfaction.

This feeling of being assisted by God is simply too great. No wonder he performed beyond his level and got a B+ grade.

Yes, Qin Huai could conclude that he performed above his level this time.

Qin Huai has always had a very clear understanding of his own level. Just like when he saw the video tutorial of Sophora japonica steamed buns, he knew that he would definitely not be able to make this steamed bun, and when he watched the video tutorial of glutinous rice steamed buns, he thought that his cooking skills were 55- with Qin Wan's, so there would be no big problem in making glutinous rice steamed buns.

Qin Huai had already experienced yesterday how strict this game system was in rating dishes.

It can't be even a little bit off. There is a huge gap between B- and B, and there is naturally a deep gap between B and B+.

It turns out that cooking, like painting, requires inspiration.

When inspiration comes, it’s really unstoppable, hahahahahahaha.

Qin Huai finally managed to make the fermented glutinous rice buns, and performed beyond his expectations, so he decided to reward himself with two hours of fishing.

Diners who eat lunch should eat less snacks.

Your Master Qin is going to slack off!

"Dad, please help me bake the remaining batches of crab shell roe and shortbread. You know the time. I'm going to take a rest first." Qin Huai declared that he was going to slack off.

Qin Congwen, who suddenly had a lot more work to do, was almost moved to tears of joy. It was so great that his son was finally back to normal. His son finally started to slack off again!

"Okay!" Qin Congwen responded loudly and happily.

Outside the window, the scene was completely different.

From the moment the artist Xiao Zhang shouted "Give me a steamed bun", diners who came to buy buns seemed to have opened Pandora's box. No one cared what kind of steamed bun it was, no one cared whether the menu for the steamed buns was hung up, and no one asked the price.

Everyone responded: "Give me one/two/three steamed buns!"

The waiters who were loading steamed buns at the windows were still hoping that Huang Xi would quickly hang up the menu, but the diners who were clamoring for steamed buns had already started cursing the boss.

"Quick beauty, hurry up, give me a steamed bun."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm in a hurry too. I'm almost late. Our boss is a piece of shit. He set the time clock 5 minutes faster and got it at 8:55."

"Fuck, your boss is a piece of shit. We only sped up the time by two minutes."

"What can be sped up?! No wonder I'm always late, this is just not a human being."

Waiters: ...

What should they say?
Our boss is a very nice person. He doesn’t allow us to arrive early. Our store is entirely supported by him.

An Youyou, who was refilling the plastic bags, took the time to yell to the kitchen: "Master... Master Qin, are the steamed buns ready for sale today?"

Qin Huai, who had already washed his hands and was ready to have a good time fishing, said happily: "Sell, everything can be sold."

"Hasn't the menu already been decided? Let Sister Xi put it up."

An Youyou took a deep breath and shouted, relying on her loud voice: "New product, fermented glutinous rice steamed buns, special offer 5 yuan each, limited quantity, hurry up if you want to buy, don't rush, queue up and buy!"

The sound was so loud that even passers-by outside the cafeteria could hear it.

Office workers grabbing rice balls and rushing to the company: Breakfast shops nowadays are really interesting. If you want to buy a steamed bun, buy it quickly and don’t fight over it. Is there anyone who will fight over a steamed bun?

The office worker turned his head and took a look inside the Yunzhong Canteen: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Shit, a fight is really about to break out.

The office worker looked at the rice ball, looked at the cafeteria, looked at the crowded crowd, gritted his teeth, turned around and walked in resolutely.

The first artist, Xiao Zhang, who wanted to buy a steamed bun, squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty, left the cafeteria, and left triumphantly with the steamed bun. Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the cafeteria. Looking at the steamed bun he bought with a huge sum of 1 yuan, he felt that it looked similar to the steamed bun he had bought yesterday, but for some reason it tasted better than yesterday's.

Xiao Zhang opened his big mouth, which only took him three minutes to finish a box lunch, and took a bite.

!!!

This taste, this wine aroma, this feeling, this chewy texture, this feeling of the steamed bun being chewed between teeth!

Mom, I'm sorry, my view of money has been impacted. I think a steamed bun at 5 yuan is really too cheap!

Xiao Zhang chewed happily, thinking that he could still save it during work hours, so he resolutely turned around again, squeezed into the crowd and shouted: "Beauty, give me two more steamed buns!"

On the other side of the cafeteria, Qin Huai, who had already entered the slacking mode, leisurely munched on a steamed bun and strolled to the door.

As the maker of fermented glutinous rice steamed buns, Qin Huai himself had to sigh that today's steamed buns were indeed delicious.

The family tradition of Qin's Steamed Bun Shop is indeed quite useful. Just a little bit of modification can greatly enhance the overall taste and texture of the steamed buns. Qin Yanxing actually didn't learn how to make such delicious steamed buns. He really should apologize to the ancestors of the Qin family.

Qin Huai pushed the door open and walked out, and found Chen Juan waiting for him at the door.

Qin Huai had been concentrating on making steamed buns in the morning and didn't notice Chen Juan coming. In his impression, Chen Juan rarely came in the morning, usually appearing in the afternoon when people were grabbing buckwheat buns. Now she was guarding the door, she must have something to talk to him about.

"Grandma Chen, is there anything wrong?" Qin Huai asked.

"My uncle Wang wants to tell you something." Chen Juan said with a smile. Turning around, she found that Uncle Wang had gone to grab the fermented rice wine buns. Her face suddenly changed and she raised her voice, "Wang Gensheng!"

"Here it comes, here it comes!" Uncle Wang ran over with the steamed buns made with fermented glutinous rice wine he had just received, and stuffed one into Chen Juan's pocket with a smile, "I just think this steamed bun is more fragrant than yesterday's. It feels a bit like the steamed buns that Master Jing made back then. I couldn't help it..."

"Cough cough." Chen Juan coughed heavily twice.

Uncle Wang quickly stopped talking and looked at Qin Huai with a slightly apologetic look: "Xiao Qin, don't take what I said yesterday morning to heart. Your steamed buns are really delicious, really, I'm not lying to you!"

"The man who made the steamed buns in Gusu that I'm talking about is... Oh, it doesn't matter. Your steamed buns are really delicious. I, your uncle, have never been good at speaking for so many years. Look at Lao Cao, Lao Xu and the others. They always scold me. If you are unhappy, you can scold me too. Don't let my words affect you."

Qin Huai probably knew what Uncle Wang meant, and smiled to comfort him: "Grandpa Wang, I didn't take your words to heart."

"No, I mean your words won't have a negative impact on me. In fact, I want to thank you. If you hadn't given me the advice yesterday, I wouldn't have been able to make such a good change today."

"I remember you like crab shell yellow stuffed with fresh shrimp, right? I didn't notice it when you came today, but it seems that you didn't eat the hottest ones right out of the pot. I will make another batch tomorrow, and it will be ready on time at 6 o'clock. Remember to come on time."

Uncle Wang was ecstatic: "Really?! That's great!"

Qin Huai smiled and nodded: "You eat first, I have something to do here so I'll go back first."

I went back and lay on the sofa playing with my phone, feeling as happy as a god.

Uncle Wang was so moved that he watched Qin Huai leave, muttering, "What a good kid!"

After saying that, he subconsciously took a bite of the steamed bun.

"Eh." Uncle Wang was stunned.

"Hey, what? I told you to talk nicely to Master Qin, but what nonsense are you saying? Wang Gensheng, Wang Gensheng, your life is ruined by your stupid mouth!" Chen Juan said angrily.

Uncle Wang pointed at the steamed buns and said, "Juan'er, try this steamed bun. This steamed bun tastes a bit like Master Jing's today."

Chen Juan subconsciously said: "How is this possible? How can Master Xiao Qin compare with Master Jing?"

After saying that, Chen Juan took a bite of the steamed bun and was also stunned.

The couple looked at each other, both of them confused.

"Juan'er, which one do you think is stronger?" Uncle Wang asked tentatively.

Chen Juan pondered for a long time.

"Master Jing." Chen Juan said, "But Master Qin's is not bad either. He is much better than Master Jing's apprentice who makes steamed buns, Xiao...Xiao Zheng."

"When Master Jing's leg disease relapsed, he quit and Xiao Zheng took over. The steamed buns he made were simply a rip-off of Master Jing's reputation." Chen Juan said angrily, "I was so angry that I didn't buy steamed buns for several months. If the steamed buns made in other stores weren't so bad, I wouldn't buy the ones made by Xiao Zheng."

"That's right!" Uncle Wang echoed in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)