Chapter 54: Do you want to consider becoming a disciple? Zheng Da said he wanted to help, and he really meant it. There are basically all kinds of ingredients for making snacks in the kitchen, and fillings such as red bean filling, mung bean filling, and coconut filling that can be stored in advance are also stored in the freezer. Zheng Da walked around the kitchen to get familiar with the ingredients and kitchen utensils, then rolled up his sleeves and got to work. The first thing to make is shortbread. In Zheng Da's words, the signature pastry of his son Zheng Siyuan is shortbread. Sometimes when his son needs to ask his father to help him with something, Zheng Da will go over and make some. Of course, if Zheng Da asks Zheng Siyuan for something, such as encouraging him to skip work and go on a blind date, he will do it seriously. How serious it is depends on how likely Zheng Siyuan's blind date is to succeed. Zheng Da was not too serious today. The main reason is that he can't take it seriously. He has to watch Qin Huai making Sophora japonica steamed buns while making the snacks on his hands. Qin Luo was eating and watching while holding a plate of Sixi dumplings.
There are actually two pastry chefs making pastry in the kitchen at the same time, which is really a novelty. "Luoluo, are you eating Sixi dumplings?" Zheng Da could not only watch while making them, but also care about what Qin Luo was eating. "Yes, my brother made it. Uncle Zheng, do you want to eat it? I can share one with you." Qin Luo nodded. Zheng Da shook his head to express his refusal. It was not like he had never eaten before, so there was no need to **** the little girl's food. "But the ingredients of your Sixi dumplings are very beautiful. Is this also your family's recipe?" Zheng Da stared at Qin Huai's hand kneading the dough. He kept kneading the dough with his hand, and at the same time, he could chat with Qin Luo with his mouth, maximizing his multitasking. "It's my brother's recipe." Qin Luo said, "My brother said that the recipes online didn't taste good, so he researched it himself." Zheng Da stopped kneading the dough and asked, "Xiao Qin, which school do you study in dim sum?" Now it was Qin Huai's turn to knead the dough, and his soul asked: "What kind of snacks are there?" Zheng Da:? Zheng Da was confused. "There are...the major schools include Beijing style, Su style, and Cantonese style, and the subdivisions include Ning style, Sichuan style, Tianjin style, Shanghai style, and Yang..." Zheng Da said a series of words, and saw Qin Huai still looking at it with a somewhat confused look. He looked at himself and raised his voice, "You don't even know?!" "I know there is Beijing-style mung bean cake. I saw it when I was searching for recipes online." Qin Huai said. Zheng Da was completely confused now. He couldn't say a word for a long time. It took him a long time to say: "Your dad is too ungrateful." "Teach a little bit." Even if the family-traditional craftsmanship has fallen into disrepair and the community canteens can only be opened in small... high-end residential areas, we can't teach them nothing but craftsmanship. This person who doesn't know anything is like a raw melon and egg. When the time comes to go out for chef exchanges, he won't be laughed at by others. Zheng Da looked around the kitchen and then at the decoration of the lobby. No, this is not lonely, this location, this area, this decoration. It's more than enough to open a restaurant.
"Uncle Zheng, this has nothing to do with my dad." Qin Luo complained for Qin Congwen, "My dad runs a breakfast shop and only knows how to make steamed buns, shaomai, and wontons. He can't even make steamed buns and can't teach me. elder brother." Zheng Da breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that his family's craftsmanship had been lost and he had to go outside to apprentice: "Who is your master?" Qin Huai was silent for a while, then slowly said four words: "A complete collection of snacks?" Zheng Da:? The commentator Qin Luo spoke again: "My brother didn't become a teacher. When my brother was in high school, I said he could go to Hangzhou to learn from a teacher somewhere. My dad thought the college entrance examination was more important and didn't let my brother go." "We have a dim sum encyclopedia at home, and my brother basically makes dim sum from the recipes on it. If he doesn't find it in the dim sum encyclopedia, he searches online." Zheng Da:… Zheng Da took a deep breath and felt that he should calm down. Haha, this dough kneading technique, this fermentation level, this pastry completion, this technique, this strength, this technique, it’s all pure and wild! No, this isn't even wild. Generally speaking, being a wild person means that you have never studied under a serious teacher, and you have learned a little bit from here and there. This one doesn’t even have learning from the east, and it all relies on... A complete collection of snacks? ! Since when did the chef world also have martial arts secrets? ? ? Whose chef is not taught by the master, but learns how to make pasta by reading the recipes himself? What about basic skills? Do you also rely on turning over recipes for basic skills? ! Zheng Da forced a smile: "Luoluo, can you tell me how your brother learned to make dim sum all these years?" Qin Luo nodded for the sake of the dozens of boxes of dim sum that had not yet arrived. Qin Huai started talking about it when he was still kneading dough in the orphanage before he was born. . An hour later, Zheng Dam became numb. Although the movements of his hands did not stop, the shortbread was finished and the Dingsheng cake was made. After the Dingsheng cake, there was also the arrangement of fresh meat mooncakes, but his heart had stopped. Zheng Da especially wanted to ask Qin Huai, if your skills can be learned by yourself by kneading dough in the orphanage, and buying a snack encyclopedia from the primary school flea market to get on the right track. So what are the basic skills I learned when I was a child, the knife skills I practiced, the oil scars, the sweat, the hardships, and the beatings I received? Zheng Da suddenly remembered that when his master was still there, he often told them that real geniuses only needed to be introduced by the master, and the rest depended entirely on hard work and talent. The two brothers have practiced hard and have a little talent. They can be regarded as talented, but there is still a gap between them and real geniuses. Zheng Da always thought that it was the repressive education from his master. After living for so many years, he had seen only a handful of Bai An chefs who were more talented than himself. His son Zheng Siyuan was one of them. Zhiweiju had several good talents, and the rest None of them work. So unlike his senior brother who opened a restaurant and recruited apprentices, Zheng Da was very picky. He looked down on those who wanted to be his disciples, and looked down on those who liked him, so he only passed on his skills to his son for so many years. . Zheng Da looked at Qin Huai and felt that he could be the master who led him in. What, you said Qin Huai has already entered? It's okay, you can enter again. Zheng Da rubbed his hands, his mind was not on Sophora Flower Buns, and he looked at Qin Huai. "Xiao Qin." Zheng Da's voice was so friendly that he felt a little hypocritical. "What do you think of me?"
Qin Huai:? Zheng Da cleared his throat: "You, Uncle Zheng, are considered to have a small fortune. You don't need to accept a disciple as a disciple, and you don't need to give gifts to the master during the three festivals of the year. On the contrary, the master will definitely give big red envelopes every Chinese New Year, at least he will give me those gifts." More than three times that of my nephew!” "In terms of fame, before I started doing business overseas, I was a well-known white chef in Gusu. I was featured in "Zhiwei" and I was able to make a name for myself." "The most important thing is that I have never accepted a disciple. Siyuan is my son and does not count as an apprentice. My senior brother and I have accepted many disciples, and together we can form a football team. I am very dedicated to my apprentices. They must be carefully cultivated and taught with all their resources, and all resources will be allocated to them!” "Do you want to consider me as your teacher? I think it's better to choose a different day than the other day, so why not do it this afternoon! I'll ask my assistant to prepare it, and I'll give you a big red envelope." This time it was Qin Huaimeng's turn. Qin Luo beside him was also confused. Since the promised dozens of boxes of snacks had not yet arrived, Qin Luo had reason to suspect that the Zheng Bo Zheng Da in front of him might be an unconventional liar. If Zheng Da's assets could not be checked online, and the photo of the chairman on their company's official website was indeed him, Qin Huai would have suspected that the person in front of him was a liar. A deathly silence fell in the kitchen. In order to appear less embarrassed, Qin Huai coughed twice, glanced at the dough that was still fermenting, and said awkwardly: "Apprenticeship...Master Zheng, I'm sorry, I haven't thought about it." "Do you have any clues about Sophora Flower Steamed Buns?" The twist was very abrupt, but Zheng Da thought it was good. Also, recruiting disciples these days cannot just rely on words. What you say is not your ability, what you can show is your real ability! Zheng Da felt that it was time to prove his skills with Sophora japonica steamed buns! Zheng Da began to study Sophora japonica steamed buns attentively, temporarily putting aside shortbread cakes, Dingsheng cakes and fresh meat moon cakes. Diners outside:? ? ? No, why didn’t the dim sum come out this morning? Is the new dim sum chef bad at it? An hour later, the Sophora japonica steamed buns came out of the pan. Zheng Da was chewing sophora flower steamed buns with a solemn expression. His current thoughts were the same as Qin Huai's. He couldn't find any obvious technical problems, but the steamed buns he made obviously did not meet Qin Huai's skills. To put it simply, there is no problem. Zheng Da thought for 10 minutes and took out his mobile phone. "Hey, Siyuan. Have you finished making the snacks? Are you done? Not sold out yet? It doesn't matter. You can ask your sister to help you sell them. You can book a flight now and come to the location I sent you." "I'm not trying to trick you into going on a blind date out of town." "It's a snack thing, related to your junior brother." "It's not you Huang...it's me! The disciple I want to accept!" "Oh, I can't explain it in a few words, but it's very important anyway. It's really not a blind date, it's really about snacks! Really, Dad won't lie to you!"
"Come on!" (End of chapter)