The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 85 Leading the New Trend

The rollover of the second furnace was not as serious as the first one.

Half a batch of crab shell roe, half a batch of hollow sesame cakes. Compared with the first batch, the crab shell roe does not taste dry, at most it feels not crispy enough.

However, Crab Shell Yellow is a dark crispy snack, with sesame seeds on the outside and crispy dough on the inside. As long as the crispy crust falls apart when you put it in your mouth, most people won’t be able to tell if it’s slightly lacking.

Not to mention Ouyang.

Even if the crab shell was too dry and crispy, and the crispy shrimp was all he could taste without any shrimp flavor, he would just think that it was because he came late and didn't get to eat the hottest dish, and he wouldn't suspect that there was anything wrong with the dim sum itself.

Compared to the crab shell yellow which was just a slight failure, the problem of the hollow sesame cake was quite obvious.

People who often eat sesame seed cakes know that sesame seed cakes should be crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and the cooking time is very high.

If you use an oven, you can make up for the lack of heat, but if you just go ahead and do it...

The hollow sesame seed bun will tell you that not every chef can make me.

Qin Huai wanted to make another furnace, but it was too late.

Zhang Shumei is here.

The first time he used the stove to make sesame cakes, he didn't control the heat well, and they flipped over quite a bit. Qin Huai didn't think it was necessary to force this kind of snack on Luo Jun, as it was so obvious that it could be improved without much advice.

Excellent food tasters should be used where the knife is needed most.

Qin Huai stuffed all the sesame cakes to Ouyang and packed up the crab shell yellow.

Ouyang took the sesame cake happily, thinking that Qin Huai was really considerate. He was afraid that the pork rib soup would be tasteless if he only drank it, so he stuffed some staple food into his bowl.

Shaobing with soup, delicious!
But why is this pancake hollow? Ouyang always feels that there should be something inside the pancake.

Zhang Shumei took the packed dishes and said, "Mr. Luo said he wants to drink tangerine peel tea tomorrow, so let me continue to deliver the ingredients to you, Master Qin."

"Did he say he wanted to eat something else?" Qin Huai asked.

Zhang Shumei hesitated for a moment, then calmed down and made up her mind: "He told you not to be idle and do all sorts of things, hammering here and there, cooking soup today and crab shells tomorrow, so that you can focus on making rice cakes."

Qin Huai:......

Very good, Luo Jun was not satisfied with sending voice messages, so he sent a messenger over.

"Then I will make glutinous rice cake tomorrow." Qin Huai said with a smile.

Ouyang, who was sitting at table No. 9 and munching on a sesame cake, leaned over curiously. He still couldn't understand why Qin Huai suddenly had such a good relationship with Luo Jun and even prepared special meals for Luo Jun, giving him whatever he wanted to eat.

Qin Huai and I have been good friends for so many years, and I can only come here every afternoon to have a bowl of soup.

"Oh." Ouyang sighed deeply and took another big bite of the pancake.

This pancake is really chewy.

It’s all my parents’ fault. Why didn’t they go on a trip to Guangdong Province and adopt Qin Huai?
Ouyang continued to eat the pancake.

When Qinhuai’s third batch of sesame cakes and crab shell roe was about to come out of the oven, Luo Jun’s voice message came on WeChat.

Luo Jun used some imperative sentences, a small number of exclamatory sentences, mixed with rhetorical questions and declarative sentences to express his dissatisfaction with today's crab shell yellow, as well as his comments.

The review is very pertinent.

I can only say that Bifang, who has lived in the world for 92 years, is really picky. Luo Jun didn't know how Qinhuai made the crab shell roe, but he immediately tasted that the crab shell roe was not cooked evenly during the baking process, and the shrimp meat evaporated too much, causing the meat to be a bit dry and lose its flavor.

Luo Jun suspected that Qin Huai did it on purpose, because he felt that with Qin Huai's level, he would never make such a low-level mistake as pressing the wrong oven time, which only Chen Huihong would do.

Qin Huai could only explain to him that it was baked in the oven today.

Luo Jun became even angrier. You actually asked me to eat a test product.

Qin Huai asked him if he wanted to eat the glutinous rice cake he was trying to make tomorrow. He planned to make the cake softer and more glutinous according to Qu Jing's taste and add more sugar.

Luo Jun said eat.

Qin Huai continued to roast crab shell yellow.

Qinhuai distributed the next few batches of crab shell yellow to the uncles and aunts lurking in the cafeteria without charging any money. It was purely a way to give back to old customers.

After all, the quantity is not large and the quality cannot be guaranteed.

The uncles and aunts were in an uproar again.

Before dinner time, the news had spread to several nearby communities.

Master Qin loves playing with the stove. He spends a lot of time and effort using the stove to bake crab shell roe and hollow sesame cakes. If you have nothing to do, come and get it.

After delivering the last batch of hollow sesame cakes, Qin Huai asked An Youyou to clean the stove and put it in the corner, and he went back to rest.

I don’t need to eat dinner. I ate a lot during the food tasting in the afternoon.

On the way home, Qin Huai sent a message to Huang Shengli, telling him that he felt this method of using a stove to train the temperature was very suitable for him and thanked Huang Shengli for his hard work.

It is obvious at first glance that this tricky method was specially devised by Huang Shengli for him.

None of Huang Shengli's apprentices learned how to cook white cakes.

Dong Shi took Huang Shengli's cell phone and read the message from Qin Huai to him.

Huang Shengli nodded with a smile after hearing this, rubbing his waist. He was distracted and scooped too much oil. It's okay. Huang Shengli will remember this dish and just not eat it at dinner time, so that Zheng Da can eat more.

Zheng Siyuan, who was making glutinous rice cakes at the kitchen counter, stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Master, do you still have this kind of small stove at home?"

"what?"

"I also want to practice my temper."

Huang Shengli: "...Siyuan, your level of fire is much better than Xiao Qin's, you don't need to practice."

"There is no end to learning." Zheng Siyuan said seriously, "Qin Huai's white case level is about the same as mine, but his cooking skills are far weaker than mine, which means that I still have a lot of room for improvement."

Huang Shengli found that he couldn't understand the logic of this statement. Forget it, he didn't understand the young people of today.

"I think I have one at home. I'll ask my son to look for it in the old house later. Do you want the tutorial I sent to Qin Huai?"

"Yes, thank you, uncle."

Dong Shi was listening on the side and asked Dong Li in confusion: "Brother, if Senior Brother Zheng also becomes Master's disciple, then is he a Senior Brother or a Junior Brother?"

Dong Li thought Dong Shi should go cut 200 kilograms of radishes to eliminate his curiosity.

"Is it so useful to use a furnace to refine the fire? I watched it for a while this afternoon and found that Qinhuai's fire seems to have improved a lot. Brother, Master always says that my fire is not up to par, should I also buy a furnace and practice secretly at home?"

Dong Li pointed to the radish not far away and said, "Don't think about it. Go cut the radish."

Qin Huai didn't know that he had led a new trend in practicing fire control. He just simply thought it felt great to use the stove to roast crab roe and hollow sesame cakes.

Although it is easy to fail, it is very rewarding.

And it's fun.

There is a kind of joy that comes from playing with fire behind your parents’ backs when you were a kid.

This happiness lasted until the next morning. While waiting for the three- and five-bing buns to be steamed, Qin Huai did not sit down to touch the fish, nor did he increase his workload to start the next batch urgently. Instead, he moved the stove in the corner to happily bake pancakes.

The new breakfast chef was amazed by the store’s rich breakfast variety and the unexpected preparation process.

The new breakfast chef's name is Chen An. His cooking skills are really good. The most important thing is that he works very fast and knows how to cook many kinds of food.

She can prepare steamed buns, steamed buns, steamed dumplings, siomai, wontons and fried dough sticks by herself. She is a standard hexagonal warrior for breakfast.

Moreover, Chen An was very satisfied with the 4-hour work system of 12 am to 8 pm in the cafeteria. He didn't have to get up too early and could leave work early. The most important thing was that he could get two meals. He worked so hard that Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong were almost out of work.

At six o'clock, the morning joggers walked into the cafeteria as usual and saw Qin Huai playing with the stove. Xu Tuqiang, who was familiar with Qin Huai, stepped forward to say hello.

"Master Qin, make crab shell yellow using the traditional method."

Yes, now everyone says that the crab shell yellow made in Qinhuai’s stove is the traditional crab shell yellow, and the hollow sesame seed cake is of course the traditional hollow sesame seed cake.

"What does it taste like?"

"Today's is pure meat filling." Qin Huai said, "I tried it yesterday and found that fresh shrimp is still not good enough."

"The meat filling is great. Give me five when they're out of the oven!" Xu Tuqiang said proudly.

As soon as Xu Tuqiang said this, the old man next to him became unhappy: "Hey, Mr. Xu, why do you have such a big appetite? How many does Chef Qin have in this batch? There are so many of us here, and you want to eat 5 by yourself, that's too much!"

Another old man immediately agreed: "That's right, you haven't returned the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns you stole from me last time!"

"Didn't I return your box of tea?"

"Why do I need your tea? I want the steamed buns. Don't try to deny me your debt!"

"That's it."

"Who are you, Shi? You're not even from our neighborhood, and I didn't take any fermented rice steamed buns from you."

"Xu Tuqiang, you are going too far. What's so great about Yunzhong Community? Is it so great to be able to enter from the inner gate? What's wrong with us entering from the outside? Don't I live in the community across the street? I am happy to sit here every day to chat and wait for snacks. I will eat whatever Chef Qin cooks."

The quarrel between several uncles became more and more tense, and soon new uncles joined the battlefield. The aunties who were originally just watching were also infected by the atmosphere and joined in.

The whole cafeteria suddenly became a mess.

Huang Xi and the waiters hadn't come to work yet, so no one tried to stop the fight.

"The crab shell yellow is out of the oven. Line up to get it. Two per person. Now it's free for the tasting stage. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. If your questions are answered effectively, you will get a chance to order food." Qin Huai said lightly.

The old men and women immediately fell silent and lined up at the speed of light.

Chen An, who witnessed all this: ...

Chen An held the wonton wrapper in his hand, which had not been touched for five minutes, and asked in confusion: "Qin...Brother Qin, is our cafeteria like this every morning?"

"You'll get used to it. Sometimes we quarrel, but now we don't fight anymore." Qin Congwen comforted him, "The morning snacks are fixed, so we usually don't quarrel."

"It's more intense in the afternoon. My son likes to think about some random things in the afternoon. Sometimes the quantity is not much, but there are many people buying. That's the real melee."

Chen An: Damn, I really want to apply to work in the afternoon.

12 o'clock is still too early to get off work.

(End of this chapter)