Chapter 240 Is this still mince-filled gnocchi? In the end, both Gong Liang and Qin Huai ate two mince-filled dumplings. Qin Huai didn't know whether Gong Liang was in good condition or not. Anyway, he was about to be sent away by these two glutinous rice balls. When Qin Huai went to Huangji on the second day, the first thing he did was not have breakfast. Instead, he grabbed Tan Wei'an and asked him to review the production process of normal mince filling dumplings, the ingredients and the ratio of the ingredients. Tan Wei'an was so frightened that Qin Huai came to surprise check his homework results today. Although Qin Huai did not leave any homework for Tan Wei'an regarding mince filling glutinous rice balls, Tan Weian did not practice mince filling glutinous rice **** during this period. Tan Wei'an has his own rhythm. His motto is don't touch the mincemeat. Tan Wei'an felt that he was a little allergic to these three words. "Well... that's... actually... this... give me two minutes to sort it out. The process of this mince-filled glutinous rice dumpling is..." When Qin Huai asked, Tan Wei'an's brain shut down, and he just felt like he was dreaming back to his study days and attending class. The feeling of being in a daze when being asked by the teacher to answer a question.
Tan Wei'an gave his junior brother a crazy wink and asked Gu Li to save him. Gu Li served a bowl of cooked crepe wontons. The wontons were filled with seaweed, shrimps, and a handful of chopped green onions. It was Qin Huai's favorite configuration. Qin Huai took the wontons and started eating them. When he saw that the person passing the wontons was Gu Li, he asked casually, "How are you doing with your Ruyijuan practice?" Qin Huai knew that he had been neglecting Gu Li during this period. There were too many things going on during this period. It was discovered that Uncle Wang was a monster, Qu Jing woke up, and Chen Huihong and the Yunzhong Canteen guests' house buying group arrived. Qin Huai's thoughts were all given to familiar friends, and correspondingly there was much less left for the people around him. Guli is always taciturn. He is the first to come and the last to leave every day. He just keeps his head down and does whatever others ask him to do. When everyone was unfamiliar with him at the beginning, everyone in Huang Ji paid a little attention to Gu Li. After all, his working hours were too long. This kind of super scroll king was still worthy of everyone's attention. Now that everyone is familiar with each other and accustomed to it, Guli gradually loses his sense of existence. Qin Huai felt that he had not eaten the Ruyi Rolls made by Gu Li for several days. Gu Li would make them every day, but would not take the initiative to give them to Qin Huai. The other Zhiweiju chefs actively served tea, poured water and handed snacks, so Qin Huai's focus was naturally on the other chefs. Gu Li said in a low voice: "It's still the same as before, no changes." No change means no progress. "I will practice more." Guli added. "Practice hard." Qin Huai encouraged, "Quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes." While talking, Qin Huai had already eaten half a bowl of wontons and turned his attention back to Tan Wei'an: "Have you finished it?" Tan Wei'an: ...Did Qin Huai secretly work part-time as a teacher? Why does he feel that Qin Huai looks a bit like the dean of his junior high school? Tan Wei'an could only stammer out the mince filling recipe that he had already told Qin Huai, and then attached some newly made up understanding, and finally said with a sad face: "I'm really not good at mincemeat filling. I just learned the recipe from Master Zhou and practiced it for a while. I started learning it because Master Zhou was willing to teach me. I thought it would be the same if I had more skills and would not be overwhelmed. No deep learning and development.” "I know." Qin Huai nodded. It was not the first day he had met Tan Wei'an. In the novel about cultivating immortals, Tan Weian is a young man who was born into a wealthy family. His cultivation level is not bad, but not too advanced. He can defeat casual cultivators of the same class with his many magic weapons.
It's impossible to count on how high his cultivation level is, but you can count on his treasure bag and you might be able to get something good out of him. "I just want to confirm the main ingredients again." Qin Huai said. Tan Wei'an's recipe was given by Master Zhou. As the most famous master chef in Zhiweiju, the recipe given by Master Zhou must be good and must be the top of the same type. If you study along the lines of Master Zhou's prescription, you must be right. Thinking of this, Qin Huai suddenly realized that Zheng Da's original idea was right. After Zheng Da couldn't make any mince filling, he ran home to retreat and asked Master Zhou of Zhiweiju for help. He thought about the recipe for a few days. He changed the soup without changing the dressing and added a few more that would not affect the overall effect. Nuts and preserved fruits make a normal mince filling. Zheng Da's idea was actually a low-end version of deception. He just didn't think that he could increase the dose of winter melon sugar to achieve maximum deception. Seeing Qin Huai deep in thought, Tan Wei'an asked uneasily and tentatively: "Qin...Master Qin, you don't want to make dumplings with mint filling this afternoon, do you?" Tan Weian was so frightened that he called Master Qin. Tan Wei'an's voice was very low, but it was still heard by Zheng Siyuan who was not far away. As soon as Zheng Siyuan heard the five words "fruit stuffed glutinous rice balls", he was triggered by the keyword and came over with wontons. "Are you going to practice mincemeat today?" Zheng Siyuan said with a hint of relief in his tone. It was a kind of comfort that I knew you and other snacks were just for fun. The most important thing in your heart now is the mince filling. "I have some ideas. I plan to go back and practice at night. Ouyang is not at home. He can help taste it." Qin Huai told the truth. "What idea?" Zheng Siyuan asked. "I'll tell you when there are results." When Zheng Siyuan heard what Qin Huai said, he stopped asking questions and walked aside to eat wontons. On the contrary, Tan Wei'an stood still and hesitated for a moment before asking: "So Qin Huai, what are you planning to practice this afternoon?" Qin Huai doesn't have the habit of taking a break at noon. Every day at noon, he makes snacks after dinner, then practices cooking with Huang Shengli, rests for 10 minutes, and then starts the evening business. In fact, if you really calculate it, Qin Huai spends no less time practicing snacks every day during this period than the group of kings in Zhiweiju. Qin Huai will make another batch when he goes back in the evening. But Qin Huai himself doesn't feel tired. For him, some snacks are work, some snacks are tasks, and some snacks are relaxation. Although snacks are made from morning to night, these snacks are different and cover work and entertainment. "Hedgehog bag, didn't you see that I brought all the tool bags?" Qin Huai said. Qin Huai has a special set of tools for styling dim sum. Although his **** skills have just reached the intermediate level, Qin Huai, a poor student, has a lot of stationery. In terms of all kinds of professional tools, Qin Huai is no less than a professional chef with a bachelor's degree. Small clamps, small awls, small pestles for modeling, as well as some weird gadgets and various molds, Qinhuai has them all. Some time ago, Zheng Da was strongly recommended to use clamps for clamping flowers and lace, and several new tools were added. "Why did you suddenly start practicing hedgehog buns again?" Tan Wei'an was a little curious. Based on Tan Wei'an's understanding of Qin Huai, if Qin Huai suddenly practices the same snack on a certain day, it may be on a whim, but if he practices the same snack for two consecutive days, it means that he is really practicing.
Regardless of how many days he practiced, even if he only practiced for two days, he practiced deliberately. "Practice your **** to get a feel for it. I plan to practice making steamed rice dumplings later." Qin Huai put down the bowl and stopped the Zhiweiju chef who was passing by. "Is anyone making steamed dumplings today?" "Yes, yes, Master Qin, I'll get it for you!" Since the chef from Zhiweiju came to Huangji to help, Huangji's breakfast varieties have become more and more abundant. "Learning new snacks again." Tan Wei'an murmured, then raised his voice, "Qin Huai, why on earth do you want to practice so many weird snacks?" Tan Weian directly asked the question that had troubled Zheng Siyuan for a long time. "Because a friend wants to eat it." Qin Huai still felt that his mouth was a little dry, so he touched a tomato from the washed vegetables and started to eat it, "Like Sixi Rice Balls, Mr. Gong wants to eat it." "Dr. Qu likes to eat rice cakes." "Uncle Wang wants to eat the double crab buns." "Including the fruit I make every day now, it is eaten by a friend you don't know who doesn't like to go out." "A lot of meat-filled snacks, not to mention palace snacks, are all my sister Luoluo wants to eat." "Do you practice like this just because your friends want to eat? Do you want to practice like Six-Xi Rice Balls?" Tan Wei'an was shocked. "That's right." Of course, Qin Huai couldn't directly tell Tan Wei'an that some snacks are for completing game tasks, so he could only use another way of saying, "Aren't snacks just for people to eat?" "It's just that many chefs make dim sum for guests, but I make a lot of dim sum for friends." "For me, as long as my relatives and friends are happy eating my snacks, I am already very satisfied. Not to mention that I can make money by the way. I make whatever snacks I want, so why not do what I want to do and be able to make people happy?" A happy snack for family and friends. ” Tan Wei'an still looked shocked, and there was a hint of enlightenment and enlightenment in the shock. "Why do you ask this suddenly?" Qin Huai asked. "I just suddenly felt confused after coming to Huangji." Tan Wei'an blurted out, "I have learned a lot of dim sum, many good recipes, and even some secret recipes, too many to learn." "So in the past two years, I actually don't know which one I should practice, what to do, where to start learning, and where to start practicing. There are too many choices and I don't know which one is good. I can't do the hardest thing, and I can't do what I'm best at. Not willing to give in. " "I saw you banging your hammer and stick here and there every day, and I thought you were the same as me, but it turns out you are different from me." Qin Huai:… Had he just heard some Versailles speech? What does it mean to have too many dim sum recipes to learn? How many snack recipes do you have in Tan Wei'an's treasure bag? There are so many that you can't even learn them. Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version! "Qin Huai, what snack do you think I should start with?" Tan Wei'an looked like he had found a life mentor. Qin Huai really wanted to tell Tan Wei'an, take out the contents of your treasure bag first, and let me taste how many dim sum recipes you have. There are so many that you can't learn them at all. But he can't do that. Tan Wei'an just said that there are many secret recipes. No matter how good the relationship is, you can't just look at other people's secret recipes. Not to mention that Tan Wei'an and Qin Huai were actually Huang Ji sent by labor dispatch, and they were just temporary colleagues.
"Practice what you like. If you really can't practice what Gu Li likes, isn't he your junior brother? You can get motivation by asking someone with good connections to help you taste it." Tan Wei'an thought it made sense and quickly came to Gu Li's side: "Junior brother, do you have any favorite snacks?" Gu Li looked up at Tan Wei'an, said nothing, and continued making snacks. Gu Li couldn't understand why the third senior brother had the right to talk about Qin Huai's obsessive skills in making mincemeat. He was already a pervert, and he was obviously no better. Since Third Senior Brother came to Huangji, he has become more and more unreliable. . That night, Qin Huai made another batch of dumplings with mint filling. Yesterday’s first attempt determined the general direction, the exchange with Tan Wei’an during the day set the main tone, and the mince filling gnocchi in the evening achieved a huge breakthrough! It's still not delicious, but it's not that bad. It's still a bit too sweet. Qin Huai also just started to try to use the taste of winter melon sugar to cover the taste of other ingredients. The dosage is still too much, and after controlling it, it becomes more. But there is a significant improvement compared to before. Many uncles and aunts even gave good reviews without conscience. He said that compared with all the mince-filled gnocchi he had eaten before, the mint-filled gnocchi he ate tonight was delicious. Although it is still sweet and not delicious, in terms of not being delicious, it is already very delicious or not delicious. Qin Huai felt that the uncles and aunties had been fooled by the mince-filled glutinous rice balls. Maybe it’s because I haven’t eaten delicious food before, so the first time I tried it, I ate a very explosive version. Many adults felt that mince filling dumplings had this flavor, and they were not used to it as outsiders. After they have mentally defined the taste of gnocchi with mince filling as unpalatable, what is normally unpalatable is delicious. Qin Huai continued to try on the third day. It's still not delicious, but it's improved compared to the second day. Although it wasn't tasty, it was no longer that sweet. Qin Huai felt that he had a touch of the proportion of winter melon sugar. On the fourth day, Qinhuai began to try to highlight the flavors of other nuts and preserved fruits on the basis of controlling the ingredients used in winter melon sugar. This is the idea of making normal mince filling gnocchi. The winter melon sugar will cover the taste of most of the ingredients, but not all of it, otherwise it would not be a mince filling gnocchi but a winter melon sugar gnocchi. On the fourth day, Qin Huai was very careful when making it because he knew that he had embarked on the right path. He doesn't have to run around like a headless fly like before. When he has no direction and tries randomly, he can be bold, unconventional, innovative, happy, and weird. After getting the right direction, all that's left is to strictly control the variables and try it step by step. At the end of four days, there was no shortage of adults and aunts eating dumplings with mint filling. Every night, rain or shine, they arrived at their posts on time. From Qin Huai's house to Gong Liang's house, they brought their own small benches. Everyone had a firm attitude and a resolute expression. He said he would never fall behind and never let Master Xiao Qin down. Then we secretly formed a small group in which we discussed and decided on which day we would eat the mince-filled gnocchi.
Although it doesn't taste as bad now as before, it doesn't taste good either. Sure enough, different places have different local tastes, and they foreigners just can't get used to the local tastes. Then on this day, the uncles and aunties were surprised to find that their tastes seemed to be assimilated. This mince-filled gnocchi that makes people’s heads ache doesn’t seem so unpalatable. No, I can’t say it doesn’t taste that bad, but it becomes less delicious. It has become an acceptable and normal taste. Of course, it doesn't taste good either. It is a sweet, ordinary dumpling wrapped in glutinous rice and mixed with a lot of nuts. It looks rich and nutritious, but it tastes very ordinary. There is no big problem if you eat one or two. There are many alternatives. I won’t eat it if there is something delicious, but it doesn’t matter if I eat it when I have no choice. Grandma Ding is dumbfounded. She held the bowl and the spoon, looking at the minced gnocchi with a small bite on the spoon, revealing the filling inside. At first glance, this dumpling looks really good, with rich ingredients. Grandma Ding suspected that she had been self-hypnotizing herself on the way here, and the hypnosis was successful. On the way here, she kept saying to herself that she should encourage Master Xiao Qin, that the dumpling tastes good, that it is acceptable, that she should praise it more, and that she should accept it. Grandma Ding really wanted to encourage Qin Huai, and she also really wanted Qin Huai to believe that what she said was true, and then give up making dumplings with mint filling and do something else. Grandma Ding said that she is already this age and had a hard-earned background when she was a child. Although she is now rich and living a good life, she did suffer a lot when she was young. As I get older, I want to eat something sweet, but I don’t want to eat this kind of sweet food. It's enough to have Ouyang around for this kind of food tasting. He's young and can handle it. Grandma Ding suspected that she had really deceived herself into it, and her sense of taste was deceived. "I think today's glutinous rice **** seem to be okay. Is...is...is it my problem?" Grandma Ding began to doubt life. A grandmother who did not have a name was also confused: "I don't know, because I think it's okay." Then the grandma opened her presbyopic eyes wide, stared at the dumplings, and questioned in her soul: "Is this still dumplings with mince filling?" "How could it..." "Is it okay?" (End of chapter)