Chapter 148 This master deserves it Sixi Dumplings, four small grids, each grid is covered with different colors of ingredients. The diced mushrooms, diced ham, spinach stems and egg skins were all steamed beautifully, with bright colors, just like green cabbage hearts that had been rinsed in lard water and then fished out. The meat filling under the ingredients is a traditional dumpling filling that meets popular tastes. Of course, it's not that traditional either. In the past, Qin Huai used pork, shiitake mushrooms and diced carrots to make Sixi dumplings. But he had been making too much fruit during this period. Every day he was making a meat filling of diced pork and bamboo shoots mixed with mashed carrots. As he was doing it, Qin Huai felt that mashed carrots were better than diced carrots. The taste of carrot puree is not as strong as that of carrots, so it is more suitable when mixed with meat fillings. Moreover, after steaming, the meat fillings can lock in the juice better and taste better. Therefore, Qin Huai did some routine modifications to the recipe and changed the meat filling of Sixi Dumplings to pork, shiitake mushrooms and carrot puree. The effect is very good. It was unanimously recognized by all diners except Ouyang. As for why he didn't get Ouyang's approval - this guy ate too much and didn't taste it the first time he ate it. Qin Huai changed the meat filling, which made Qin Huai so angry that he canceled his right to taste it.
Of course, it doesn't matter whether you cancel or not, because Qin Huai came to Suzhou on the third day after the formula was completely determined, and those who participated in the trial only ate for two days longer than Ouyang. It can be said that if the Sixi dumplings made by Qinhuai before were the basic version, then the current Sixi dumplings are definitely the upgraded plus version. In the past, Qin Luo could only eat 18 Sixi dumplings in one meal, but now he can eat 25. As for why Qin Huai knew Qin Luo could eat 25... On the last day of the food trial, this greedy girl ate 25 of them without mercy. As a result, she couldn't sleep all night and asked for leave to go to the hospital the next day. Everyone who came to work at Huangji Restaurant also caught up and ate directly to the improved plus version of Sixi Dumplings. The Qinhuai Steamed Four-Xi Dumplings are made using the largest basket in the kitchen, which is covered with a full layer. It is very shocking when you open it, making you feel like you have traveled into the world of a Chinese young master. Huang Anyao is obviously someone who has watched The Little Master of China. After Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan pointed out where the dumplings and wontons were, Huang Anyao chose the Sixi dumplings that could be eaten directly without any hesitation and opened the cages by himself. Huang Anyao was blown away by the large steamer filled with bright colors, beautiful shapes, and fragrant Six-Xi dumplings. "Yellow...golden ratio siomai!" Huang Anyao had completely forgotten what Qin Huai had told him about food. He carefully picked out two with tongs without covering the steamer lid. Anyway, there must be someone coming later to get the Four-Xi dumplings. He blew the Four-Xi dumplings on the plate while holding the plate. gas. Not everyone has Qin Luo's iron mouth. Huang Jia is already counting wontons. "Who wants to eat wontons?" Huang Jia asked loudly. Although it was theoretically already time to go to work, Huang Jia felt that it was rare for breakfast to be included in the store, so he might as well treat himself to something first. Zheng Siyuan made the crepe wontons and bubble wontons by himself. If you don't eat them, you would be sorry for yourself. "Me, me, me!" Huang Anyao raised his hand actively while holding the plate, and stepped out of the way to let others pick up the Sixi dumplings. Qin Huai felt a little strange when he saw everyone eating wontons and dumplings so actively. He turned around and asked Zheng Siyuan in a low voice: "Didn't everyone have breakfast this morning?"
It shouldn't be. Huangji Restaurant usually doesn't include breakfast. I don't go to work until 9 o'clock. Once I get to work, it's hard physical work. I don't have lunch until 1 o'clock. I definitely need to eat more in the morning to feel full. Zheng Siyuan glanced at Qin Huai with the look of a man who is really full but doesn't know how hungry he is, and asked: "If you just had dinner, but my uncle told you that he would cook two delicious dishes himself, I would ask you if you have eaten. ,did you eat?" "Of course I didn't eat it." Qin Huai said without hesitation, "But Master Huang and I can't compare." "The principles are similar." Zheng Siyuan glanced at Qin Huai, "You can make glutinous rice cakes and I can make them?" "You go ahead and make it. What you make tastes better than mine. Anyway, we will sell it tomorrow. If I have time in the afternoon, I will make another batch." Zheng Siyuan then asked: "You will make the crab shell roe?" "Well, I'll make the crab shell roe and sesame cakes together, and wait until 11:30 to start baking. But you may need to fry the minced meat. What I'm frying now is..." Qin Huai shut up mid-sentence, because he found that he Some worries are unfounded. At Huangji Restaurant, you don’t have to worry about the minced meat being fried. Among those present who are eating Sixi dumplings and wontons, except for Huang Anyao, who can cook the minced meat worse than him? "Okay, I'll also make part of the jujube and yam cake. What did you think last night? If you give Huang Jia such a long order, you won't be able to finish it even if someone helps you. The sales volume of Huangji Restaurant is higher than you imagined. It’s an exaggeration. Every time my uncle asked me to help, I worked from morning till night.” "I just thought that I was better at these things. It would be right to write more. There must be one thing that is popular." Qin Huai explained, "What is the list you wrote?" "Fresh meat mooncakes and Dingsheng cakes." Zheng Siyuan said. "No more?" "No more." Zheng Siyuan said expressionlessly, "You will know why by noon." Qin Huai:? Qin Huai didn't know the reason yet, but many people in the kitchen already knew it, because the Sixi dumplings had been cooled and everyone ate them. Let's put it this way, Huang Anyao had only one thought in his mind at the moment when the dumplings were in his mouth. If he were crying and grabbing Qin Huai's arm, begging him to stay at Huangji Restaurant permanently, offering him a super high salary and giving him a quarter of the shares, could he keep Qin Huai? When I think about Qin Huai saying at dinner last night that he knows at least 120 kinds of dim sum, if each one is as good as the Si Xi Dumplings in front of him. Huang Anyao is willing to give him half of the shares. No more, or his father will beat him to death. Huang Anyao feels that if you can eat Qinhuai's snacks every morning, there are 120 kinds of snacks, and if you eat the same one a day, you won't be the same for four months. Then it is not a troublesome thing to inherit a restaurant, participate in its operation, and deal with suppliers and customers. The dream of becoming a food critic is not that important. After all, one still has to be down-to-earth and focus on the present. Place it on the Sixi dumplings in front of you. Huang Anyao took another bite. tasty. Huang Anyao, who has been eating Huang Shengli's dishes since he was a snack, has to praise that these dumplings are really delicious. From the moment he ate the Sixi dumplings, Huang Anyao felt that Qin Huai must be his half-brother.
His last half-brother was Zheng Siyuan. Because of his father's relationship, Huang Anyao has had a good relationship with Zheng Siyuan since he was a child. Although he is one year older than Zheng Siyuan, he has been more like Zheng Siyuan's younger brother since he was a child, following Zheng Siyuan and waiting for snacks. Now… I'm sorry Zheng Siyuan, although your craftsmanship is also very good and is on par with Qin Huai's, there are too few things you are good at. Qin Huai knows a total of 120 things! Unlike Huang Anyao, who was full of random thoughts and even thought about whether to use half of the shares to keep Qin Huai, Huang Jia didn't hesitate after eating the Sixi dumplings and went directly to Wang Jun. As Huang Shengli's sixth apprentice, Wang Jun started relatively late, but his basic skills are very solid. He is different from most of Huang Shengli's direct disciples. Wang Jun's family owns a small restaurant and has some basic skills. He came to Huangji Restaurant as a handyman at the age of 16. After working as a miscellaneous person in the kitchen for two years and learning some skills, he went to the water table to handle fresh food. After working at the water table for a year, Huang Shengli felt that this young man was very good. Although his talent was average and his basic skills were poor, he was better than others because of his hard work and hard work. , he also did things properly and was never lazy, so he accepted him as his apprentice. Now Wang Jun is still Qie Dun, mainly responsible for helping in the kitchen. "Lao Liu, today you go help Qin Huai and pick two people in the kitchen who have a good foundation. Qin Huai doesn't know anything. Please help him more and do all those who can do it. If there are not enough people, tell me and I will order two more. past. He just arrived yesterday, and today is his first official day at work. Don't be too tired." Huang Jia whispered, glancing at Dong Shi, "Forget it about Dong Shi, he will definitely talk to Qin Huai if he can't control his mouth. , Da Dong can.” Wang Jun still held the Four-Xi Dumplings in his hand and nodded solemnly: "Senior Brother, don't worry, Qin Huai will not be exhausted as long as I am here." Huang Jia gave Wang Jun a look of affirmation, and then walked towards Qin Huai: "Qin Huai, we just discussed it. It's your first official day today... let's count it as work. Familiarity and adaptation are the main focus. You won't have to eat for the staff." Be responsible so you don’t get tired.” Qin Huai was stunned for a moment and said, "Probably not, I just need to do more..." "Don't do it at noon yet. Wait until the afternoon and see if you want to do it at night." Huang Jia interrupted Qin Huai. Qin Huai nodded: "Okay." Then keep working. Wang Jun quickly recruited good people to help Qin Huai. Whether it's chopping stuffing or processing ingredients, making buns or dumplings, pressing molds or shaping, Wang Jun and others take over. Even Qin Huai feels that he can't adjust the stuffing by hand, so he only needs to adjust the rough proportions, and the rest Whatever you put down can be given to others. To put it bluntly, Qin Huai felt like an emperor making dim sum for the first time. There are only two massage guys, one is rubbing the left shoulder and the other is rubbing the right shoulder. Qin Huai felt that all he needed to do was write and review, and someone else would do the rest. With the cooperation of Wang Jun and others, Qin Huai quickly made a large number of premade snacks. As for why it is pre-made, it is because most dim sum must be steamed and baked to be delicious. The kitchen of Huangji Restaurant is large enough, with enough stoves, enough steamers, and enough ovens. According to Qin Huai's judgment, the Sixi dumplings, Wudingbao, Yuanmeng sesame cakes, crab shell roe and fermented steamed buns are enough to sell from noon to evening. If there are too many people at night, he will make another batch in the afternoon. Where is the level of the fermented steamed bun itself? The buff is the icing on the cake, but it is still delicious without the buff. The same cannot be said for tangerine peel tea. The tangerine peel tea itself is too low-level and too homely. Without the buff, it would just be a mediocre bowl of Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup. Therefore, Qin Huai repeatedly emphasized that he should make so much tangerine peel tea in one day. He didn’t say the reason, and no one asked. If anyone asked, it would be hunger marketing. At 11 o'clock at noon, Sixi dumplings, Wuding buns, fermented steamed buns, crab shell yolks, and sesame cakes were put into the oven. Qin Huai, who didn't have to worry about the oven and steamer at all, was making mung bean cakes with peace of mind, and even had the leisure and grace to look at other people. What are you doing. The red table chefs headed by Huang Jia have entered the final stage of food preparation. All kinds of processed ingredients are stacked together, like a kitchen in a rural banquet. Zheng Siyuan also has someone helping him. The meat mooncakes have already been put into the oven, and he himself is making Dingsheng cakes without taking a break. Qin Huai glanced at the fresh meat mooncakes waiting to be put into the oven, roughly checked the quantity, and found that the quantity of fresh meat mooncakes made by Zheng Siyuan was times that of the Wudingbao, Sixi dumplings and fermented steamed buns combined. Really surprised. This is too much. Who wants to come to the restaurant to eat mooncakes at noon?
As a staple food, there’s no need to pay so much in advance, right? "Brother Jun, did Zheng Siyuan make too many mooncakes?" Qin Huai asked in a low voice. Wang Jun glanced at it: "It's not much. It's a lot less than before. He should have considered that you are here. There are so many snacks, and the guests will not order so many fresh meat mooncakes." Qin Huai:? Is Huang Kee's business so good? He didn't feel it when he came yesterday. At 11:10, Huangji Restaurant officially opened. Of course, the guests who came early have already been seated at 11 o'clock, but they can only order at 11:10. Although Master Huang has not been working much during this period, and Huang Ji's prices have not dropped, but the reputation is here, there are still many regular customers who are willing to come and support him. After all, what if Huang Shengli suddenly surprises everyone and goes to work? Qian Zhongheng, the former accountant of the long-defunct cotton mill, came to support today. He did not come alone. He brought his wife, son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter. The whole family of five came directly to the dinner party. Qian Zhongheng's son and daughter-in-law even asked for an hour's leave from the company and came over from get off work early. Qian Zhongheng asked the waiter for a paper menu. His son skilfully scanned the QR code to order. While ordering, he complained: "Dad, this is so disrespectful. Why do you insist that Yuanyuan and I take time off to come over for dinner? Please There is also a charge for an hour. I just asked the waiter, but Master Huang is not here. He must not be cooking today, so I can’t eat three sets of duck and braised silver carp head.” Daughter-in-law Ma Yuan said nothing and lowered her head to reply to the leader's message. "When your dad came back from shopping yesterday, he met Xiao Dong, the closed disciple of Master Huang. Xiao Dong told your dad that Huang Ji had a new dim sum chef. Master Huang specially invited him back from other places. He looked quite good. You are young but your skills are definitely good. Don’t be ungrateful if I ask you to come over and eat good food.” Qian Zhongheng’s wife Bai Xiujuan supported. The son muttered softly: "What kind of skills can a young person have?" But my hand opened the category honestly and found the dim sum category. "Wudingbao, Sixi dumplings, fermented steamed buns, fresh meat mooncakes, Dingsheng cakes, crab shell roe, Yuanmeng sesame cakes. There are many new snacks, but I have never heard of them. What are these? Fresh meat mooncakes Let’s take four first. I ate them the last time I had a dinner and they usually don’t sell them.” "Four Happiness Dumplings... they look very fancy, here are five." "Crab shell yellow... boring, Yuanmeng Shaobing... Who wants to eat Shaobing? That's it." The son began to order other dishes. The waiter brought the paper menu to Qian Zhongheng. Qian Zhongheng found that there was an extra page of white paper. He was delighted, glanced at it, and said immediately: "Children are not counted. Order each snack per person." The son exclaimed: "Dad, are you crazy? These snacks are either steamed buns, steamed buns, or sesame pancakes. They take up so much space! And these fermented steamed buns cost 18 yuan each! And this five-inch bun is even more exaggerated, costing 65 each. This is almost as good as the price of Chengfang Residence!” "Don't worry about it, your dad and I are rich." Qian Zhongheng said, "I'll pay for it and order everything. If you can't finish it, your mother and I will eat it for breakfast tomorrow morning." Then Qian Zhongheng turned to the waiter and asked: "Are there any new dishes?" "Mr. Qian, there is also a new drink, tangerine peel tea, 25 a bowl." My son didn't shout about the price. The drinks in the restaurant were overpriced to begin with. Qian Zhongheng thought for a while: "Let's have 3 bowls." The son continued to order. When he thought that his father had taken advantage of him and ordered so many expensive dim sum without knowing what they tasted, he felt so heartbroken that he couldn't bear to order. He searched and searched while ordering, and finally the family of five ordered. Three dishes.
Almost as soon as the order was placed, the fermented steamed buns were served. I had no choice but to catch up, and the first batch was just coming out. The aroma of fermented steamed buns wafted out from the kitchen. I was still whispering in my heart whether Huang Ji was crazy. There were so many inexplicable snacks at once and they were sold at such high prices. Could it be that his son wanted to run away and end up ripping everyone off? He was muttering in his mind, and subconsciously stretched his neck to look towards the kitchen, and kept inhaling. Very worthless. "What does this smell like? Why does it smell like wine?" Qian Zhongheng and Bai Xiujuan were also breathing in, but their expressions were completely different from their son's. Their faces were filled with intoxication and nostalgia. "Where did Xiao Huang find this immortal?" Qian Zhongheng murmured, "Is it possible that he has a junior brother that he is hiding behind?" "I haven't smelled this smell in years." Bai Xiujuan said with a smile, "At that time, I couldn't afford steamed buns, so I could only eat with a bowl in my hand, smelling and watching others eat. It makes me want to make a bowl of rice now. Hold it." "Smells, smells." Qian Zhongheng's 5-year-old granddaughter clapped her hands happily. The waiter brought fermented steamed buns to Qian Zhongheng's table and served them. Qian Zhongheng's table was the fastest and most decisive in serving food, and he naturally became the focus of the audience. Customers at several nearby tables were staring at this place, waving to the waiter and asking the waiter what kind of steamed buns they had on their table. I want one. Qian Zhongheng picked up a steamed bun, broke off a small piece to feed his granddaughter, and then took a big bite. That's the smell. It's the smell of the fermented steamed buns that filled the entire street decades ago. I would ride my bicycle to death as soon as I got off work, wishing I could kick off the wheels to sparks, and rush over to queue up to buy the fermented steamed buns. Every time I went on a business trip, my parents would adhere to the concept of a poor family and find a way to queue up and ask someone to buy a few more steamed buns and stuff them into a small iron lunch box. Even if you have been sitting on the train for a day and a night, if you open the lunch box and take out the steamed buns, the steamed buns will still expand back to their original shape, and the taste of the fermented steamed buns will be extremely delicious even if you eat them under cold water. For many years. Qian Zhongheng suddenly realized that he had not tasted this taste for many years. This taste was like his youth, which had been away from him for many years. He seemed to understand Huang Shengli's thoughts a little. The old neighbors who had lived nearby for decades always ate with the smell of fermented steamed buns. Although times have changed, the state-owned hotel closed down and became Huangji Restaurant. Huangji Restaurant changed its name and became Huangji Restaurant. But in the hearts of these old neighbors, both Huangji Restaurant and Huangji Restaurant were state-owned restaurants back then, and the chefs were all apprentices of Master Jing. Thinking about it this way, the master who worked as a white clerk was indeed a bit unworthy of this store. This master deserves it. Yes, Huang Shengli has a vision. Qian Zhongheng looked up again and found that his unlucky son had finished eating a bun at the speed of light, leaving not a single bite for his granddaughter. The son was still licking his lips and said: "Dad, let's buy 10 more steamed buns!" "If you can't finish it, you can save it for breakfast tomorrow." Today is a sufficient amount of two-in-one It’s not easy to divide this chapter into chapters, so I might as well combine two chapters into one.
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