The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 58 Qu Jing
After hanging up the phone, Qin Huai told Zheng Da and Zheng Siyuan about his conjecture, and they both thought it made sense. Zheng Da looked as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he wanted to slap himself twice.

Oh my god, how come you didn’t come up with such a brilliant idea yourself?
Zheng Da looked at the jar of honey on the kitchen table with tears in his eyes. If the biggest problem with the locust flower buns really was the honey, and he was the one who discovered and solved this problem, then wouldn't he accept this person as his apprentice?
What should I do now? This is very embarrassing.

Not only did he fail to show off his skills in front of his future apprentice, but his future apprentice also showed off his skills to him.

It’s so annoying. I want to take Qin Huai as my apprentice even more.

It’s so annoying. It’s even harder to accept Qin Huai as my disciple.

Zheng Da felt mixed emotions, but Zheng Siyuan's thoughts were much simpler.

"If the problem lies with the honey, then it will be much easier to solve." Zheng Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Once we get qualified honey, the problem will be solved."

He can also go back to Gusu and continue making snacks.

Although the Yunzhong Canteen is not bad, the regular customers are very interesting, and the uncles and aunts will give him fruits, milk tea, and snacks. The kitchen is large and tidy. Qin Huai is also a good friend with good cooking skills, stable personality, and interesting conversation. However, Zheng Siyuan still prefers the pastry shop in Gusu.

After being closed for half a month, many regular customers sent him messages asking if he was quitting.

Compared with his current busy life of making wontons in the morning, dim sum in the morning, and steamed buns in the afternoon, Zheng Siyuan still prefers the leisurely days of making dim sum in the morning and selling them at noon and in the afternoon.
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As expected, Grandma Ding gave Qin Huai a reply that evening.

Pure natural locust flower honey, yes!
It just takes time to mail it here, so it won’t arrive tomorrow, but it should arrive the day after tomorrow afternoon. Grandma Ding vowed that she would go to the express delivery station early the day after tomorrow and bring it to Qin Huai when she found the Sophora japonica honey.

Qin Huai felt that this was too troublesome, so he told Grandma Ding not to make a special trip and he could just wait for the courier to deliver the package at the Yunzhong Canteen.

Grandma Ding firmly said no, she must go and get it herself. If she didn't, it would be unfair to the big bag of hot fermented glutinous rice buns.

It's hard to refuse such a kind invitation.

Qin Huai could only agree, after all, he had something to do the day after tomorrow morning.

The day after tomorrow morning is the day to visit Luo Jun’s home.

Very critical.

This means that Qin Huai will finally come face to face with the target of his side quest.

Qin Huai prepared a lot for this contact.

Five-flower tea, seven-flavor dehumidifying tea, three flavors of tangerine peel tea, monk fruit tea, liver-clearing and eye-brightening tea...

The above is the list of herbal teas I made by myself on the second day of Qinhuai.

These days, the herbal tea in Yunzhong Canteen, except for the tangerine peel tea, is basically made by Qin Luo and Zhao Rong. Qin Huai rarely made herbal tea when he was at home before. He was afraid that the herbal tea he made would not be authentic, so he practiced a day in advance, and doubled the sales of the canteen's hand-made lemon tea.

Zheng Siyuan, who had never drunk herbal tea before, took a sip of the Seven Flavors Dehumidifying Tea and his face turned green.

Zheng Da escaped because of the strike.

Zheng Da's reason for going on strike was very simple. He went home last night and thought all night whether honey might be the key to the failure of the locust flower steamed buns. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it must be honey, and he thought directly of emo.

In addition, the pure natural locust flower honey did not arrive so quickly, and Zheng Da himself was not very fond of making snacks, so he simply went on strike for a day and gave up.

The reason given was that there were some matters to be dealt with at the factory.

"Siyuan, can you help me make some easy-to-eat snacks suitable for the elderly? I will bring them to you when I visit you tomorrow morning." In order to give Luo Jun a perfect first impression, Qin Huai even started to call for help.

Zheng Siyuan said it was no problem.

His pastry shop is located at the entrance of a residential complex. His customers are basically elderly people and children. Making this kind of pastry is his specialty.

Since Qin Huai had specifically instructed him to do so, Zheng Siyuan planned to give the cakes some more shapes to make them look more pleasing.

During this half month, Zheng Siyuan finally understood that Qin Huai was indeed a wild person, without a master to teach him. He learned a lot and many things. Basically, he learned whatever was shown in TV dramas and whatever Qin Luo wanted to eat.

Southern school, Northern school, Jiangsu school, Beijing school, Yunnan school, Guangdong school... None of them exist in Qinhuai. If you want to say what school his dim sum belongs to, it must be a foreign school.

They are all Qin Luo’s favorite foods.

I went bankrupt from feeding my kids.

At the same time, Zheng Siyuan also discovered that Qin Huai did not shape the snacks at all.

Generally speaking, shape is an integral part of dim sum.

It may not have any effect on the taste, but it can make the snack look better and can rightfully be sold at a higher price.

However, Zheng Siyuan soon discovered that Qin Huai did not need to shape the snacks.

Because his diners are really quite rich.

The grandpas and grandmas never ask the price when eating new products, they just scan the code on their mobile phones. The dim sum prices in Yunzhong Canteen are also very confusing, the five-piece buns are a bit cheap, and the three-piece buns are ridiculously expensive, but everyone seems to be able to accept it.

In the Yunzhong Canteen, even if it is the Seven-flavor Dehumidifying Tea, as long as it is brewed by Qin Huai himself, diners will grit their teeth and drink it.

Zheng Siyuan looked at the diners sitting in the lobby, grimacing, drinking herbal tea with determination, and then looked at Qin Luo standing at the window, smashing a lemon so hard that sparks came out. He felt that he really did not understand this world.

Sure enough, the world outside was too complicated, so he decided to go home and open his own pastry shop.

Anyway.

Zheng Siyuan took a bite of the fermented glutinous rice steamed bun made by Qinhuai.

Soft, slightly sweet, and elastic. You can't taste the wine, but you can smell the faint aroma of wine. The aroma of rice wine and the aroma of steamed buns are intertwined, and the wonderful taste spreads from the tip of the tongue to the tip of the nose.

This is a taste he can't make.

His dad is probably about the same.

After all, his father hasn't made proper dim sum for many years. He doesn't practice on a daily basis, so his pastry skills have not regressed, but it can be said that there has been no progress in decades.

It’s difficult.

Zheng Siyuan sighed in his heart.

His father's skills are not good enough to allow him to take someone as an apprentice.
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Qin Huai is tasting the herbal tea he made himself.

If we were to grade the herbal tea he brewed, it would probably be: will kill, can kill, doesn't want to kill, very unpalatable, unpalatable, drinkable.

The only drinkable thing is tangerine peel tea.

All I can say is that Uncle Luo Jun still has the most basic aesthetic sense, and the herbal teas he is required to drink as specified in the mission are all the most palatable.

But considering Mr. Luo's temper.

Qin Huai thought about it and decided to remove the Seven-Ingredient Dehumidifying Tea.

He plans to bring a few more herbal teas tomorrow. One reason is to make the tangerine peel tea look less out of place when mixed in with the others, and the other is that Mr. Luo Jun is probably a herbal tea fan, so it would be a good idea to bring a few more classic styles.

Qin Huai drank the hand-made lemon tea in front of him and decided to take this with him as well.

I am already 92 years old, it is time to try the new era herbal tea. At 2:9 the next morning, Qin Huai went to the neighborhood committee with his bags.

The gifts prepared by Qinhuai are very diverse.

Beverages are divided into iced drinks and hot drinks. Ice drinks are hand-beaten lemon tea and mung bean soup, and hot drinks are various herbal teas.

Two gift boxes of snacks were prepared. One box contained various snacks from the north to the south made by Qin Huai himself: Mi San Dao, Lu Da Gun, Wan Dou Huang, Ai Wowow, Dingsheng Cake, Jujube Cake, Butterfly Cake, Radish Cake, Chrysanthemum Cake, Mala Cake... everything you can think of.

The other box is made by Zheng Siyuan himself, which are mostly Suzhou-style snacks, mainly suitable for the elderly. In order to prevent Mr. Luo from having unusual tastes, Zheng Siyuan also prepared snacks such as shortbread and fresh meat mooncakes, aiming to make the old man enjoy the food.

In addition to the dim sum gift box, Qinhuai also prepared a box of pre-made dishes: Wu Ding Bao, San Ding Bao, Red Bean Paste Bao and Four Joy Dumplings, 25 of each, adding up to exactly 100. They can be stored in the freezer and can be eaten after steaming.

Of course, fruit is also indispensable.

In order to prove his sincerity to Uncle Luo, Qin Huai went to the most expensive international supermarket nearby and picked out two of the most expensive fruit baskets. He also brought the imported high-priced fruits that Ouyang had brought from his parents two days ago. His main idea was to only buy the expensive ones, not the right ones.

Qinhuai's rich gifts shocked all those who participated in the condolences.

Lao Luo, who was in charge of taking photos, counted all the gifts, retreated to a corner with his camera, and whispered to Ouyang: "Why didn't Master Qin prepare the Seven-flavor Dehumidifying Tea?"

"What? Among so many herbal teas, there is no Seven-flavor Dehumidifying Tea. Did you see it wrong, Lao Luo?" Xiao Qian, who was responsible for writing the manuscript, was shocked.

"You read it right, I ordered them all."

Xiao Qian looked disappointed.

Ouyang was also a little disappointed, but he knew that he had to speak up for Qin Huai at this time: "In a formal occasion like ours, Qin Huai can't possibly put something like this in the gift."

"Didn't you say that stubborn old Luo gave a bad review to Yunzhong Canteen? The recent promotion of giving away herbal tea to people with the word Luo or Jun in their names was specifically targeted at him." Old Luo said, "It really made me suffer. The first thing I drank was the Seven Flavors Dehumidifying Tea, and I even had two cups of lemon tea before I recovered!"

Ouyang subconsciously covered Lao Luo's mouth, but it was too late.

Qin Huai looked at Ouyang with a smile: "Is this how you promote our cafeteria's activities outside?"

Ouyang smiled awkwardly: "This... that... actually... do you believe me if I say it's a misunderstanding?"

Qin Huai smiled slightly: "Your elm bark buns are gone."

Ouyang almost shed tears.

Just when Ouyang opened his mouth to make an excuse for his beloved elm bark buns, Chen Huihong walked in with a woman who was wearing a shirt and trousers, wrapped tightly up with a hat, sunglasses, mask, sun-protective clothing, and gloves.

"Is everyone ready?" Chen Huihong asked. She was a little surprised to see Qin Huai brought so many things. She smiled and said, "Xiao Qin, you don't need to prepare so many things. This is just a normal visit. Just bring some fruit."

"Uncle Luo is also a frequent customer of our cafeteria. What I prepare are basically snacks, herbal tea and the like, as a little token of my appreciation." Qin Huai explained.

Chen Huihong nodded and said nothing more, but introduced the people next to her to Qin Huai.

"Xiao Qin, this is the Xiao Qu I was talking about, Doctor Qu Jing Qu. Xiao Qu is severely allergic to ultraviolet rays, so she usually looks like this when she goes out."

"Xiao Qu, this is the Xiao Qin I told you about, Master Qin Huai. I gave the medical examination card you gave me last time to Xiao Qin's father. His father's back is not very good. If he goes to your hospital for treatment, please recommend a good doctor for Xiao Qin."

Qu Jing took off her sunglasses but did not take off her mask. She nodded slightly to Qin Huai and put her sunglasses back on, saying, "Sure."

Then he stretched out his gloved hand to shake hands with Qin Huai: "Qu Jing."

Qin Huai also stretched out his hand: "Qin Huai."

Then the two looked at each other in silence.

"Okay, everything is ready, right? Let's go. Xiao Ou, Xiao Qian, Xiao Qin has a lot of things, so please help carry them. Xiao Luo, you can walk at the back and take a few photos, especially focusing on Xiao Qin carrying these snacks."

"Doctor Qu is going to come to Mr. Luo for a physical examination today. Let's move quickly and not waste Doctor Qu's time."

Everyone started to move, some taking things, some checking, some taking deep breaths.

Qin Huai walked in the middle of the team and asked Ouyang in a low voice: "Although I don't know much about home medical examinations, it seems that blood draws are required for fasting? Why don't you come earlier? Why wait until 10 o'clock?"

Ouyang answered in a lower voice: "Because Uncle Luo likes to stay up late playing with his phone, he can't get up too early, so he usually has to wait until 10 o'clock to get up. Getting up before 10 o'clock is considered early, so every time I visit Uncle Luo, he is in a bad mood and he will scold anyone he sees."

Qin Huai:......

What an enviable life in old age.

After I retire, can I still stay up late every night playing with my phone and insist on getting up after 10 o'clock in the morning?

Luo Jun lives in Room 1704, Building A. All the apartments in Building A have 4 bedrooms and 2 living rooms, with an area ranging from 220 square meters to 280 square meters, which is considered a large apartment.

As Ouyang said, Grandpa Luo had the habit of getting up late, so this time was considered early. When Qin Huai and his group arrived, Grandpa Luo was sitting on the sofa watching TV with an unhappy look on his face.

The drama I watched was quite trendy, a fantasy drama.

"Morning, Uncle Luo." Qu Jing took off her hat, mask, sunglasses and gloves after entering the room, revealing her skin that was almost pale due to not seeing the sun for many years. She skillfully opened the medical box and measured her blood pressure first. "Have you been eating regularly recently?"

"Eat, eat every meal." Luo Jun said sullenly.

"How are your legs and feet? Does your knee still hurt? Can you walk up the stairs?" Qu Jing asked.

"I haven't been there, so I don't know." Luo Jun pointed to the nanny who was making tea and pouring water for everyone in the restaurant not far away and said, "If you don't believe me, ask her."

When the nanny saw that it was her turn, she said, "The three meals are regular, but the time is not regular. Breakfast is at 10:30 in the morning, lunch is at 9 or in the afternoon, and dinner is after in the evening."

Qu Jing nodded as if it was normal, and said, "Breakfast is much more regular than before. I used to eat at 11 o'clock."

"That's because breakfast is now bought in Chef Qin's canteen." The nanny pointed at Qin Huai and said, "Mr. Luo's favorite Wu Ding buns are the last batch sold at around 9 o'clock every morning. I buy Wu Ding buns and put them in the steamer to warm them up. At 10 o'clock, I have to go to grab the first batch of dim sum that is sold."

"The buns must be eaten by 10:30 at the latest, otherwise Mr. Luo will say that the taste is a little off. For this reason, Mr. Luo specially set the alarm to eat the buns on time. At that time, I am usually still grabbing snacks and have not returned yet, so I can't call Mr. Luo in time."

"You're the only one who talks too much." Luo Jun said unhappily, "I can eat whenever I want. I like to eat at 10:30 in the morning."

"10:30 is still a bit late. Since you bought the buns at around 9 o'clock, I suggest you eat them before 10 o'clock." Qu Jing said with a smile, "Please make a fist with your right hand so that I can see the mobility of your hand joints."

Luo Jun clenched his fist and looked at Qin Huai with dissatisfaction: "It's all because of him that he has too much trouble. The buns are only sold until 9 o'clock. If he sold until 10 o'clock, there wouldn't be so many troubles."

Qin Huai:?
Blame me?

No, Uncle Luo, how do you know me? Don't you stay at home?

Luo Jun seemed to have read Qin Huai's inner thoughts and said unhappily, "I saw your photo in the group buying group."

"Young men these days look too listless. You don't look half as good as I did when I was young. You're only slightly better than the guy next to you."

Qin Huai:......

Ouyang on the Qinhuai River: ...

Ouyang: I%*@【%】＆#! ! !

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