Chapter 109 Mian Guoer (I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~) A plate of apple noodles, half made by Qin Huai and half made by Zheng Siyuan. At first glance, it is impossible to tell that this plate of noodles was not made by the same person. They are all carved from the same mold, the shape of the apple, the color of the apple, the texture of the apple and even the stem of the apple. Looking from a distance, you can't tell that this is a plate of noodles. Zheng Siyuan is a bit autistic. Qin Huai didn't think it was a big deal. In his opinion, Zheng Siyuan did this, and he was just helping Zheng Siyuan. The dough was kneaded by Zheng Siyuan, the stuffing was mixed by Zheng Siyuan, and even the color of the beet juice was prepared by Zheng Siyuan. Qin Huai felt that he was just participating in it to practice his **** skills. One thing to say, he has a pretty good talent for fingering. Qin Huai looked at the noodles on the plate with satisfaction and it was hard to tell whether they were real or fake. All the confidence he had lost after working hard at Huohou for many days was regained with today's noodles.
His sword skills are at the elementary level because the lowest level is at the elementary level. But his **** skills are elementary because he didn’t have the conditions to practice them before. To be honest, Qin Huai felt that when he was shaping the dough into an apple shape and using a brush to paint the apples, he regained the long-lost feeling of knowing how to knead dough for the first time. That’s what it feels like! "Siyuan, where do you think I should start practicing my fingering?" Qin Huai took an apple noodle and weighed it back and forth in his hand, "Should I start with simple snacks like making soup?" Zheng Siyuan: "...No need, just start with the simple noodles." "You are only responsible for shaping, I will do the rest, just practice fingering." Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan walked out of the kitchen one after another. Chen Yingjun and Chen Huihong were already staring at the noodles on the plate. Chen Yingjun was even very dissatisfied with Mr. Chen and stretched out his finger to tentatively poke the noodle fruit on the plate to determine whether it was a real apple. "Sister, this is really not an apple." Chen Yingjun was shocked. Qin Huai:… He began to have doubts about the fact that Chen Yingjun started from scratch and built up his current family business entirely through his own ability and hard work. From the first moment he saw Chen Yingjun, Qin Huai felt that Chen Yingjun was where he is today because of his own efforts, without any deception or deception. At the same time, I also think it makes sense for Chen Huihong’s mother to name him this way. He looks like this, so he must be very happy to be handsome. Chen Yingjun has a standard cunning, cunning little face. In TV dramas, as soon as the eyes roll, the audience feels that he has come up with 1,000 bad ideas. Now that he is middle-aged and has gained weight, he does not look so mean. If he had been thinner when he was young, Qin Huai would not even dare to think what he would have looked like. A face like this paired with such an expression is quite a contrast. "Master Xiao Zheng, Master Xiao Qin, are these the noodles you plan to put in the snack gift box?" Chen Yingjun picked up one and pinched it gently, "Are these snacks for eating?"
"As long as it is a snack, it is edible." Zheng Siyuan said, "Now that there is residual warmth on the surface, it is best to eat it before it is completely cool. When the noodles are completely cool, they may feel better when you hold them in your hands. Good, but it doesn’t taste as good as it does now.” Hearing what Zheng Siyuan said, Chen Yingjun didn't hesitate at all. He opened his mouth and took a bite of the artwork in his hand, and also ate the apple stem. Taking a bite, the dough reveals the filling inside. The filling is jujube puree mixed with yam puree mixed with apple juice. When Zheng Siyuan was mixing the filling, Qin Huai thought that the jujube puree was added a little too much and the color looked darker. Unexpectedly, the color became lighter after steaming. It doesn't look like the color of an apple up close, but from a distance it should still be deceiving. "Actually, the apple noodle fruit I made is a lost version." Zheng Siyuan said to Qin Huai, "My dad said that the apple noodle fruit made by my master is lighter in color and closer to the flesh. It tastes gritty and gives people a pleasant feeling. It feels like chopped apples, mixed with yam paste and steamed inside.” "But when it came to my dad, he couldn't make that feeling. When I started learning to cook, my master was already gone, so I said that some snacks require imagination. My dad is a typical example. There was no imagination, so it was lost.” "I'm a little better than my dad, but that's it. In addition, I don't really like noodles, boat noodles and other snacks. It's too complicated for me. I prefer to make something more popular, so I don't How have you studied it?" While Zheng Siyuan was talking, Chen Yingjun had already finished chewing an entire apple noodle in silence and wanted to reach for the second one. Chen Huihong slapped her eager hand away. "One is enough. How many are in this plate? Is it easy for Xiao Qin and Xiao Zheng to make one plate? I just gave you a taste and you really enjoyed it?" "Hui Hui doesn't want to eat? Jia'ai doesn't want to eat? Your wife Xiaoyue doesn't want to eat? Xiao Qin and Xiao Zheng don't want to eat? Xiao Qin's sister Luo Luo doesn't want to eat?" Chen Huihong began to scold her younger brother. Chen Yingjun took back his hand in grievance and reluctantly glanced at the remaining noodles on the plate: "I just want to taste it again to make sure." As he spoke, Chen Yingjun smacked his mouth with unsatisfied thoughts: "It's really delicious. I never thought that snacks can taste fruity. It feels like eating apples made of noodles... No, noodles made of apples. …No. Anyway, it’s delicious!” It can be heard that there is a very lack of adjectives. Zheng Siyuan said: "It's okay, I won't eat it. If you want to try it, Mr. Chen, you can have another one. We don't have enough time today. One apple noodle fruit in the gift box is a bit monotonous, and two are a bit repetitive. I'm here There are not many types that I know, just apples, pears, bananas, peaches, grapes, red dates and longans.” "If you are free tomorrow, please come back in the afternoon. I will make two more styles of noodles. Can you try them? There will only be three styles in the gift box." Chen Yingjun had already started to swallow. "Yes, of course, you can do whatever you want, Master Zheng! I said it from the beginning, I fully believe in your craftsmanship, Master Zheng!" "What will you eat tomorrow?" Zheng Siyuan:… The customers at Qinhuai really have an inexplicable harmony. "Tomorrow..." Zheng Siyuan tried to think of what else he was good at, so as not to lose face tomorrow, "Jujube and grapes." "That's great. I love jujubes and grapes the most. Master Zheng, we are so in tune with each other!" Chen Yingjun said excitedly. Qin Huai gnawed on apple noodles and watched Chen Yingjun's performance quietly. Don't tell me, it's really delicious. Although the jujube flavor is a bit strong, covering up the apple flavor, you can still smell the fragrance of apple when eating it. The dough on the outside is moderately soft and hard, combined with the sweet filling inside, and the full shape. Qin Huai thinks that everyone will not love this snack. Is this a snack? This is simply a work of art!
Even people who don’t like apples can’t help but take a few bites of this snack. As for the noodle version that Zheng Siyuan just mentioned, which tastes like apples and tastes more like apples, Qin Huai can't even imagine it. In his opinion, the current appearance is already perfect. If it goes to a higher level... Master Jing is really scary. Qin Huai sent a message to Luo Jun, asking him to ask Zhang Shumei to come get some noodles. When Chen Huihong was counting just now, she didn't notice that Qin Huai actually had another one in his hand. The extra one was just enough for Mr. Luo Jun, the person who issued the side mission, to get a taste of it first. See if it's the taste of noodles that he forgot. When Qin Huai sent the message, Chen Yingjun was already discussing the payment with Zheng Siyuan. Chen Yingjun couldn't wait to send the money to Zheng Siyuan right now to determine the number of fruits. Completely forgetting that the owner of the canteen is actually Qin Huai. Qin Huai also forgot and happily looked at Chen Yingjun and Zheng Siyuan's WeChat messages. The noodles are so delicious. Take another bite. Bliss. (End of chapter)
