Chapter 110 Old Master Qin was murdered
Shortly after Zhang Shumei took the apple noodles and fruit, Luo Jun sent Zheng Siyuan a 5-star review on WeChat.
After returning from school, Qin Luo also successfully ate the cool and scented apple noodles, and enthusiastically gave 15-star praise.
She posted it on Moments 3 times and gave it 5-star praises 3 times.
At the same time, when Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan were not on the scene, he spoke wildly, wanting to recognize Zheng Siyuan as his brother, Qin Huai moved his grievances and became his second brother.
After all, my second brother hasn''t made any delicious food yet, so I''ve just painted cakes.
On the morning of the second day, Qin Luo paid the price for his crazy words - he could only eat the dish bread made by Qin Congwen.
You can’t even eat meat buns.
Chen An can’t eat anything you’ve made of.
Zheng Siyuan’s wontons don’t even think about them.
"Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Qin Luo ate a bite of the vegetable bun, his shrill words were full of emotions and no skills.
"Don''t make a mistake. Mom said that you didn''t do well in the exam last week. It just so happened that you could eat less meat and healthy diet in the morning." Qin Huai ruthlessly stuffed the tea eggs to Qin Luo, "Why don''t you leave quickly? If you''re late, you won''t be able to catch up with the bus."
Qin Luo knew that he could not cry, and stopped crying, and took the tea egg and quickly rolled the eggshell on the table.
After swallowing the eggs in one bite, Qin Luo drank a bowl of soy milk Shunshun, and asked, "Brother, can you still eat the noodles and fruits when you come back from school in the afternoon?"
"That''s called Mian Guoer." Qin Huai angrily stuffed the fruit cut into boxes to Qin Luo, "Your one is indispensable."
"Okay!" Qin Luo went to school happily.
Qinhuai continued to shape the bean paste bag.
After winning the first battle yesterday, Qin Huai felt that he was very talented in fingering. He was simply an ordinary **** genius with high enthusiasm for learning. He made a decision that violated his ancestors today.
Do not use molds to make animal bean paste bags, but rely on your own hands to pinch them!
The effect is not very good.
Qin Huai feels that from a technical perspective, the difficulty of animal bean paste is far lower than that of dough fruit, but when he really gets to pinch it, the finished product he makes is far inferior to the mold.
No feeling.
There is no feeling like fish in water when I was making noodles.
Zheng Siyuan silently wrapped wontons. Seeing that Qin Huai was finally fighting with animal bean paste bags like a beginner, he felt much more balanced.
A beautiful and small wontons were born in Zheng Siyuan''s hands, and Chen An''s eyes were straightened in the distance.
Although Qinhuai has excellent skills in making pastry, he doesn’t have much fun. His movements when making noodles are simple, and at most people think that the movements are smooth and smooth when kneading the noodles. It may also be because Qinhuai doesn’t make much wontons.
But Zheng Siyuan is different. When Zheng Siyuan makes wontons, it really makes people unable to take their eyes off.
You just feel that his hands are flipped in one''s own way, that, and in the blink of an eye, a delicate wonton is thrown into the bowl.
In addition, Zheng Siyuan doesn’t have any expressions normally, and you can tell at a glance that he is in a daze, and he is used to emptying his wontons when he makes wontons. The picture of the wontons looks very awesome.
Chen An couldn''t help but learn his hands.
"Xiao Chen, stop learning." Zhao Rong is a veteran and has great experience, "I can''t learn it."
"Sister Zhao." Chen An nodded in his movements, still staring at Zheng Siyuan''s hand, "Master Zheng... Was he an employee of the canteen before? Why do I feel that everyone knows him?"
"Xiao Zheng is a friend of Huaihuai and a netizen." Zhao Rong explained with a bun. Before Zheng Siyuan came, Zhao Rong made wontons at this time. When Zheng Siyuan came, Zhao Rong couldn''t sell wontons made by Zhao Rong. After all, there were so many customers who had dine in for breakfast every day in the cafeteria, and the audience of wontons was just a little bit.
"Before, Huaihuai practiced some steamed buns, but he couldn''t make them. Xiao Zheng and his father, Master Zheng, came here to stay for a while to communicate and study. Later, when the steamed buns were made, Xiao Zheng and the others went back. Sometimes I couldn''t understand what Huaihuai was thinking. He spent so much effort in practicing that steamed bun, but he stopped doing it after practicing." Zhao Rong shook her head, "I don''t know what I did after practicing."
Chen An doesn''t care. In Chen An''s opinion, the boss must have his own reason for practicing a dim sum.
"Sister Zhao, I also heard that Master Zheng made a dessert that looked particularly like an apple yesterday afternoon. Luo Luo always thought it was an apple before picking up the dessert. Is it true?" Chen An continued.
"Of course it''s true. You didn''t add Luoluo WeChat? Oh yes, you came late."
"It''s true that I asked me to say Huaihuai. I heard from Master Xiao Zheng that he came here to teach Huaihuai what kind of fruits. Although Master Xiao Zheng is not short of money, he also has his own store in Gusu. I see that the online courses Huaihuai has taken during this period are also good. There is something that cannot be taught by video. I have to ask Master Xiao Zheng to come here for a special trip. This is not a problem...hey!"
"Master Zheng, are the wontons in the pot ready? Can I eat a bowl first? I''ve been busy all morning and haven''t eaten yet, so I''m already hungry."
Seeing this, Qin Congwen immediately said, "Oh, I seem to be a little hungry, Master Zheng, can I eat a bowl too?"
Chen An hadn''t reacted yet, thinking that Brother Qin and Sister Zhao were hungry early today, and he was still wondering whether to work overtime for a few hours in the afternoon. Seeing what that noodles were, Zhao Rong and Qin Congwen ate it.
Two bowls of bubble wontons, the wontons float round and look very cute.
The soup was the soup that Qinhuai had hung yesterday. It was not as good as Zheng Dadian''s soup, but it was enough to cook wontons.
The soup is delicious and has a thin skin and a filling. Sprinkle with chopped green onions and shrimps, and stir it slightly with a spoon.
Sigh.
Zhao Rong and Qin Congwen have dinner.
Qinhuai has also started dinner.
He doesn’t know how to make bubble wontons. If you want to make bubble wontons, you have to practice making wonton wrappers. Qin Huai has to practice so much recently that he has no extra time to share wontons. If he wants to eat bubble wontons, he can only eat more while Zheng Siyuan comes.
"Siyuan, it''s a pity that you don''t open a breakfast shop." Qin Huai sighed while eating, "Just your skill in packing wontons is amazing."
Zheng Siyuan:…
Is there such a possibility that he is the Baikan Dim Sum Master.
Zheng Siyuan looked at Qin Huai, who so far considered himself a breakfast shop master.
Forget it, I can’t understand this person who loves to sell breakfast.
Zheng Siyuan hasn''t figured out why Qin Huai said he didn''t want to get up early, but he was very honest and got up at 4 o''clock every morning to work.
Zheng Siyuan, who got up at 6 o''clock, yawned.
When he doesn''t open a pastry shop, he must find a job that can start work at noon and can do snacks.
After eating the bubble wontons, Qinhuai continued to shape the bean paste bag.
On that day, all the guests who came to Yunzhong Canteen to buy cute animal bean paste bags as usual had a doubt in their hearts.
Is the mold broken today?
Why are the animal bean paste today ugly than before?
Made by Master Qin?
(This chapter ends)