Chapter 41: Slow (please give me a monthly ticket!!)
In order to make Uncle Wang have better memories, Qin Huai brought another plate of steamed buns to Uncle Wang, so that the uncle could recall while eating.
Uncle Wang slowly said in a tone of recalling the past: "It''s... delicious."
Everyone who pricked up their ears and thought they could hear something astonishing:...
"The overall feeling of the steamed bun is different. When you lift the steamer, you will feel that it is the smell. The steamed bun is particularly fragrant and has a very strong steamed bun. Do you understand what I said? The fragrance is like the aroma of rice wine and the aroma of steamed buns, and you will swallow your saliva just by smelling it."
"I remember that at that time, the state-owned restaurants were only sold during Sunday breaks. They were batched at 7 a.m. and batched at 11 a.m. On Sundays, the streets were so messy. Many children came here to join in the fun, not just to buy steamed buns, but to stand on the corner and smell the smell to satisfy their cravings."
Seeing that Mr. Wang became more and more biased as he spoke, Qin Huai quickly pulled the topic back: "What does it taste like?"
"It''s more chewy, softer and more fragrant. The sweetness of the rice wine is like it''s penetrated into steamed buns, and it tastes only the aroma of the wine without any strange smell. I remember that at that time, most people praised Master Jing for his good skills in kneading dough. The Xue buyer of our factory was on a business trip. His wife bought him three steamed buns in a bag and brought them to the train to eat. The steamed buns were pressed all night, and when they were taken out, they became swelled again. Do you think it''s amazing!"
Xu Tuqiang, who had already eaten the buns and started drinking soy milk, snorted: "You brag, how could there be steamed buns that could swell up all night, and it would have become a bread that would have been long since become a bread."
Xu Tuqiang doesn’t believe it, Qin Huai believes it.
"Uncle Wang, have you seen how the steamed buns are made?" Qin Huai asked.
Uncle Wang shook his head: "The kitchen idlers in the state-owned hotel are not allowed to enter. It would be nice if we can queue up to the door of the store. How could we have seen how to do it?"
Qin Huai thought about it and thought it was true. This kind of dough kneading and doughing technique was definitely a level of unique skills in the family. How could it be easily seen by people?
Qin Huai smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, thank you. I have been studying wine-making steamed buns for a while. If you have time, come to try it for me more. I remember that you like to eat crab shells filled with fresh shrimp, right? By the way, this snack will be available tomorrow. You can eat the hot ones that have just been released from the pot at 6 o''clock in the morning."
王大爷咬了一口馒头，感动的泪水差点从眼眶流出。
太好了，他心爱的蟹壳黄，终于又被公司看见了！
After the old men and the aunts left, the Yunzhong Canteen returned to its brief desolation.
Qin Huai was making buns while thinking about Mr. Wang’s description just now.
Admittedly, Mr. Wang’s description must be a component of adding fuel to the fire. Anyone who knows Uncle Wang knows that the job of being an accountant at a Gusu cotton mill decades ago is Mr. Wang’s entire youth and beautiful memories. As long as the memories related to Gusu are all beautiful, they are blessed with filters, and they are all buffed.
Under this filter, it is normal to give the taste and quality of the wine-making steamed buns a higher level.
But there is no doubt that Mr. Wang has eaten better wine-stewed buns.
Qin Huai doesn’t know whether Qin Ji Bao Bao’s unique skills have been passed down, but it is inevitable that there are people outside of people and heaven are outside of heaven.
After making the basic meal, Qinhuai made another batch of wine-making steamed buns.
这一次，他更认真，更细致，几乎每一个步骤都用温度计精准控制了温度，就差写实验报告做个数据分析了。
[Wine-made steamed buns B-]
Still a little bit short.
But what''s the difference?
Qin Huai thought that his dough kneading skills were no worse than Qin Wan in the video tutorial. He also watched the whole process of fermentation, and he was even watching the side when steaming. He also read the video tutorial over and over again to make sure that every step was not missed.
He admitted that Jiang Chengde''s amazing cooking skills were not as good as that, so he had never even tried the locust flower steamed buns.
可是酒酿馒头不应该呀！
I shouldn’t have made this steamed bun a few times and I don’t know where the car overturned!
Qin Huai locked himself in the warehouse, watched the video tutorial again, and returned to the kitchen to fight again.
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Qin Congwen felt that his precious son Qin Huai seemed a little crazy.
Although Qinhuai has been a bit abnormal since more than 20 days, I don’t know why I have been competing with buckwheat steamed buns, it was still normal at that time.
At that time, Qin Huai was still adhering to his principle of going to two or one off, working for two hours and getting off work on time at 12 o''clock, and making steamed buns in the afternoon was considered overtime.
But today, it’s very abnormal!
Qinhuai didn’t have a rest today!
Not only did I not have a rest, I got off work on time and went back to take a nap at 12 o''clock!
From 4 a.m. to 4 p.m., for a full 12 hours, I made steamed buns in the kitchen except for going to the warehouse alone for dozens of minutes. This is more than just abnormal, it is simply a devilish mania.
This is stimulated!
At 4:05 pm, the kitchen became a forbidden area.
Except for Qin Huai who was also guarding the steamer in the kitchen, the rest of the people were squatting outside the kitchen. The place where they were squatting was not the best viewing position, but a place that could not be seen from the kitchen in the corners.
"Uncle, do you say Qin Huai has been working for 12 hours today and hasn''t stopped?" Ouyang, who was skipping work with his leader, was surprised, "Did he accidentally drink the four times concentrated ice American style as soy milk in the morning and can''t sleep?"
Qin Congwen automatically ignored Ouyang''s second half and yawned with a sad face: "From 4 a.m. to now, I have been in the kitchen. Have you seen the steamed buns placed there? The steamed buns used to be snatched in the afternoon. Today, I will give them one bag, and there are so many left there when I deliver them."
"If I hadn''t been worried about Huaihuai, I would have gone back to bed long ago, and my mother would have been unable to withstand it at 3 o''clock. Luo Luo went back at 2 o''clock, and I guess I could carry it for a while until 5 o''clock. At that time, Luo Luo should have woken up and let Luo Luo come to pick up my shift."
"Do you know what the situation is like in Huaihuai? I was not here last night. Did he get a blow when he was making steamed buns last night? Someone picked him up? Did he mocked him? He called him a trash? He said he was useless in making steamed buns? He said he was not as good as others? He said he was a waste?"
Everyone:...
Why are you so familiar with these sarcastic words?
Ouyang said: "No, I ate it last night, Luo Luo ate it, Sister Xi and the others also ate it, and they all received praise!"
Huang Xi nodded: "That''s right. Yesterday, Master Xiao Qin suddenly came to the store to make wine and steamed buns, and asked me to find wine for him. When the steamed buns were cooked, there were no customers in the store and the quantity was not large, so we were divided."
“对对对。”安悠悠疯狂点头以证清白，“我们都说馒头特别好吃，也是真的很好吃，和今天的味道是一样的。昨天老板的反应也很正常，汐姐问他酒酿馒头是不是我们食堂的新品以后要不要上架啊，他也点头说是，还让汐姐去定菜牌。”
“那是不是今天受到什么刺激了？”热心女士陈惠红关切地道，扭头问正在吃下午茶馒头的陈慧慧，“慧慧，你小秦哥哥有没有问你今天的馒头味道怎么样？”
Chen Huihui shook her head, feeling a little disappointed: "Brother Qinhuai has been in the kitchen this afternoon and didn''t talk to me."
Chen Huihui felt that she was about to lose her job and lost the precious job of a tasting worker, and expressed her sadness.
The sunlight fell on the wine steamed buns in Chen Huihui''s hand. Chen Huihui lowered her head and took a bite, swallowing the warm sunshine and the sweet steamed buns together.
"I remembered it!" Qin Congwen slapped the table, "This morning, I seemed to hear Mr. Wang say that Huaihuai''s steamed buns were not as delicious as he ate in Gusu when he was young."
"Can''t you be so excited by this sentence?"
Ouyang was even more surprised: "No, Isn''t Qin Huai a person who works for 12 hours by being stimulated by a few words, right?"
If I had known that Qin Huai had the personality of working hard to improve his strength at will, he told Qin Huai that the buns you made were not as delicious as those in the Canteen Six, so wouldn’t he have a good time eating buns every day?
"It''s not like it." Chen Huihong felt that it was not. "Xiao Qin shouldn''t have been like this because of a sentence. I feel like he was more excited by something."
In an instant, a terrible thought came to Qin Congwen''s mind.
"Wendy." Qin Congwen murmured, "I knew I was pronounced wrongly."
"Did our Huaihuai really have an online relationship? That foreigner named Wendy wants to eat steamed buns?"
Everyone:? ? ?
What''s the thing?
Qin Huai in the kitchen didn’t know the speculation outside.
If he knew, he would definitely hold the dough and shout: Reject rumors, start with me, start with Qin Congwen stop reading lips.
Qin Huai was guarding the steamer and yawned. After so many years, he only yawned when he woke up early to work, and for the first time he yawned when he was about to get off work.
He didn''t know what was wrong with him, he just felt unhappy.
It’s been many years, and I should say I have never felt such a strong sense of frustration.
Qinhuai has never encountered this situation since his first kneading dough in the welfare home.
He always follows what others teach, and follows the recipes and steps in the tutorial. He finds that the finished product is not good, and at the same time finds that the people, recipes and tutorials are not good, and then modify them.
It is naturally a joy to be able to make changes. If you don’t make changes well, you can’t blame him.
The feeling of learning the tutorial is unprecedented in detail but not being able to make the finished product is simply unprecedented.
The most important thing is that after doing it so many times, Qin Huai didn’t find out what was wrong.
It''s obviously only a little bit away, but it''s just a small one from B- to B, but I can''t get through it.
Qinhuai was guarding the steamer and knew that the time was almost over.
Intuition told him that this batch was not good either.
Off-cook.
[Wine-made steamed buns B-]
Qinhuai:…
I really want to scratch my head.
However, according to the kitchen rules, you cannot touch your hair in the kitchen.
If you want to ask who made this code, it is himself.
Qin Huai left the kitchen silently.
The table in the corner stood up immediately, just like a group chatting in the evening self-study group. She suddenly saw the student walking in from the back door. She was panicked and felt a little guilty and busy. She didn''t know what to do, so she just stood up and pretended to leave.
Chen Huihong, Ouyang and Chen Huihui only realized that it was wrong after they stood up. Why do they feel guilty?
They all heard that Qin Huai was in a bad state and came to support him and ate two steamed buns!
"Dad, the last batch of steamed buns are ready and they are all in the steamer. Remember to pick them out when the time comes." Qin Huai said, "I''ll go back to bed first."
Qin Congwen nodded quickly: "Go back quickly and have a good night''s sleep."
Qin Huai had just walked in the inner door for less than two steps, but suddenly stopped, turned his head and said to Huang Xi, "Sister Xi, the wine is used up. Remember to add another batch and add more."
"It would be even better if you could buy your own handmade wine. This thing should be very easy to buy. There was a shop specializing in selling this handmade wine on the pedestrian street in my hometown before."
Huang Xi nodded: "Don''t worry, Master Xiao Qin will definitely buy it for you."
"Oh by the way, and there is." Qin Huai looked at Chen Huihui apologetically, "Huihui, I was too busy today and didn''t even notice you coming."
"Brother Qinhuai is here to say sorry to you. I may not have time to study buckwheat steamed buns recently. Your tasting will be paused for a while. When my work is over, I will make you the buckwheat steamed buns you like. Don''t worry, I will definitely make something better than before."
Chen Huihui was still holding the unfinished wine buns in her hand. After hearing Qin Huai say this, she nodded firmly, her face full of trust in Qin Huai.
"I believe that Brother Qinhuai, you are the best! You can..." Chen Huihui thought of the topic everyone discussed just now, and quickly changed her words, "Make a better wine-steaked steamed bun than when Grandpa Wang was in Gusu!"
Qin Huai was also amused by Chen Huihui''s words, and found that this child was as unrestrained as Qin Luo when he was a child. He nodded with a smile and went back.
After going back, Qin Huai watched the video tutorial again and fell asleep in a deep sleep.
I don’t know if I think about it every day and dream about it at night, or if I really make wine-making steamed buns, I actually dreamed of watching Qin Wan making wine-making steamed buns.
It is not the perspective of the hand close-up of the video tutorial, but the perspective of the bystander.
In the dream, Qin Wan was following a few children whose faces were hard to see. While taking care of the children, Qin Wan mashed wine and kneaded dough. The whole kitchen was chattering very lively.
In the end, a pot of fragrant steamed buns were released. Qin Huai woke up before he had time to eat the steamed buns.
Awoken by the alarm clock.
Oh, **** it at 4 o''clock.
Qin Huai calculated the time and found that he had slept for 10 hours after sleeping.
As expected, work makes people sleep.
There is no better sleeping pill in this world than work.
Qin Huai smashed his mouth and felt a little regretful that he could not eat the sweet wine-making steamed buns in his dream.
If you eat it, it will be great. If you eat it, you may have inspiration and know what to do.
Qin Huai shook his head and threw the absurd thoughts out of his mind, feeling that he might have really been unconscious in making steamed buns.
The weather is not very good today, and it rains a little. Master Xiao Qin packed up his umbrella and went to work ready to go.
When he arrived at the Yunzhong Canteen, Qin Congwen was already making buns while yawning.
"Huaihuai!" Seeing that Qin Huai was coming, Qin Congwen quickly raised his smile. Seeing that Qin Huai was full of energy and was not as listless as himself, he felt relieved, "You are hungry, your mother cooked tea eggs and went to eat one."
Qin Huai obediently went to eat tea eggs, and then started to knead noodles regularly.
The five-dip and three-dip bags are indispensable every day. Yesterday I promised Mr. Wang that he would make crab shell yellow today, and today''s oven snacks are also indispensable.
At 6 o''clock, it was not Mr. Wang who stepped into the canteen in the cloud on time, but Huang Xi who went to work in advance.
Because it rained, the old man did not run in the morning and it was too late to get the card.
"Master Xiao Qin." Huang Xi smiled and raised the packaging bag in her hand, "Yesterday you said you wanted handmade wine. The store downstairs where I live was specially sold. Yesterday, I went back from get off work and bought it in the refrigerator for one night. Today I set off early to bring it here."
As he said that, Huang Xi put the packaging bag on the window: "It shouldn''t be rained. The boss who sells wine told me to put it in the refrigerator''s refrigeration area, saying that the high temperature would kill the yeast and not be suitable for making steamed buns."
"Look at whether this wine can be used. If it can be used, I will talk to the boss about purchasing a large amount of goods, which will be much cheaper."
Huang Xi''s words were like a thunderclap, which woke Qin Huai up.
Qin Huai thought of the video tutorial, and Qin Wan''s movements were very slow.
Knead the dough, rub, or mash the wine, it is all slowly and gently.
At first he thought this was Qin Wan''s temperament. After all, in Chen Huihong''s dream, Qin Wan was a woman who looked very gentle.
But what if there are some steps here, you must be slow?
Qin Huai hurriedly went to find the spice pounder.
"Huaihuai, what are you looking for?"
"Thump!"
Qin Congwen & Zhao Rong:?
Rice? !
Zhao Rong was a little confused: Is his Huaihuai really excited?
Instead of flour, use rice to make steamed buns?
Rice steamed buns? ? ?
?This chapter is two in one
??By the way, I''m shameless and ask for monthly tickets (*ˊˋ)
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(This chapter ends)