Chapter 202 A rare good teacher
Hearing Qin Huai''s words, Gu Li paused, as if he was hesitating, and then he quickly did as he did.
There is a little progress, but not much.
Qin Huai didn''t continue to say anything, and continued to mix the filling.
The addition of 6 people from Zhiweiju greatly alleviated the huge work pressure caused by Huang Ji''s orders. Huang Shengli no longer only manages but does not cook, but dares to take orders and cook some good dishes to give customers who come from afar a surprise.
Zheng Da even gave up on model workers and was himself, touching as long as he could, and his work efficiency dropped rapidly. It seemed that Zheng Da, who was busy, tired and devoted himself to his death two days ago, was just an illusion for everyone.
Seeing that Zheng Da had recovered from his previous condition, many people breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s normal, finally it’s normal!
It’s not that the queue is fast at this point, but that when it comes to this point, the people behind may not be able to buy it.
The hot passenger flow has temporarily increased Huang Ji''s business hours, and of course, it has only been a short increase, changing the business hours to 11 noon to 1:20 p.m.
As soon as 1:20 a.m. arrives, the kitchen will no longer accept orders. After the chef of Hong Case frys the remaining dishes, the chef of Bai Case finishes his work and starts to clean up. He gets off work completely after the last batch of desserts in the steamer is steamed.
The explosion of popularity on Zhiwei for the first time told Huang Shengli a truth, that blindly increasing business hours cannot meet the requirements of all customers.
Because the business is booming, in order to receive more customers, it is extremely extreme to kill chickens and get eggs to kill and retrieve eggs in order to increase business hours.
The chefs'' energy is limited. The guests come here and have been waiting in line for so long but have not tasted the taste they expect. This is disrespect for the guests.
Huang Shengli is not a business genius, and he can''t think of a perfect solution. All he can do is strictly control the business hours of the restaurant while ensuring the quality of the dishes, and never delay it.
As Huang Ji’s foreman, Cao strictly abides by this rule. Basically, starting from 12:30, the leader Cao began to calculate how many people could buy the remaining dim sum, and even the speed of kitchen dim sum was counted together, so as to persuade customers who obviously could not buy dim sum.
As soon as 1 o''clock arrives, the leader Cao will lead several waiters to start issuing number plates, with a limit of 100-120, and will persuade guests who have not received the number plates.
Since Leader Cao is more cautious in calculating, a small amount of snacks are usually left. Customers who have not received the number plate, especially those who are only one or two digits away, will insist on queuing up, strictly supervising, and look forward to finding a bargain.
As for what specific supervision...
Supervise whether customers who get the last number plate will take the opportunity to buy more and buy too much. Once this happens, the supervisor will jump out to execute the justice. It was just executed the day before yesterday, and the leader Cao persuaded the fight for five minutes.
In a sense, the current queuing scene at Huang Ji’s door is also a major feature. Many retired residents who live nearby don’t line up to buy snacks and have to squeeze in to watch the fun, just want to see if there are any justice executions that are a mess.
If it weren''t for the cold weather now, and the food was cold, the leader Cao would have suspected that many old men and women would have watched and eaten directly at Huang Ji''s door with their rice bowls.
By the way, the leader Cao was also a child of a state-owned enterprise who grew up near Huang Ji. When he was a child, he also had a meal at the door of a state-owned hotel with a bowl.
Sometimes, when the leader Cao stood at the door, he would imagine that he was holding his meal many years ago, standing on the corner opposite the street, watching the crowd queuing for buying steamed buns enviously. Thinking that the state-owned hotel at that time was still the well-deserved NO.1 in Gusu, I felt full of fighting spirit.
All the persuasions of fighting were very energetic.
"The last number is 115. If you don''t get the number plate, don''t queue up, especially those handsome guys behind you. When I came, I told you that you would definitely not be able to buy it. Don''t queue up, come again tomorrow." Leader Cao said loudly with great enthusiasm.
Qu Jing, who just locked the car, was inexplicably guilty.
Qu Jing has never been here since the last time she had dinner at Huang Ji. Qu Jing came that day and met Qin Huai. When she left, Xu Cheng had already entered the kitchen. She didn''t meet her, so she only took away the small kitchen that Qin Huai had for her.
6 cups of tangerine peel tea, 10 wine-stewed steamed buns, 10 three-diced buns, 2 jin of jiangri rice cake, half a jin of mung bean cake, 1 jin of lard rice cake, 1 jin of date paste yam cake and 5 jin of fresh meat mooncake.
Qu Jing then took the fresh meat mooncake and the extra tangerine peel tea to the department and took the rest of the snacks home for a few days.
From that day on, Qu Jing''s name has spread in the Gusu Branch. Several doctors in departments that like to go to Huangji dinners basically knew Qu Jing. Director Liu from the Department of Neurology always straightens his back when he is making meals in the cafeteria, and he doesn''t call Qu Jing Xiao Qu, but just calls him Jing Jing.
Qu Jing felt that she had not started trying to get along well with her colleagues and release her kindness. Her kindness came towards her like a tide and almost drowned her.
Qu Jing didn''t know anything, Xu Cheng didn''t know anything about "Zhiwei", but while Qu Jing was eating in the cafeteria, he listened to people from orthopedics who said that Huang Ji''s business was ridiculously good these days, and those who were serious at work could not afford it.
The orthopedic doctor just rode his bicycle from the subway station to Huangji''s door the day before yesterday. When he saw the crowd in line, he turned around and pedaled back without even asking. The group was hungry all afternoon, and when they went to the cafeteria, they all had some clear soup that even dogs didn''t eat. They were so sad that a group of big men with tendons almost burst into tears in the cafeteria.
Yesterday at noon, Director Liu nervously found Qu Jing and told Qu Jing that today was her daughter''s birthday. He originally agreed to take her daughter to Huangji for lunch, but judging from the current attitude, he would definitely not be able to eat.
At most, I smelled the food at Huangji''s door.
Director Liu knew that Qu Jing knew Qin Huai and wanted to find Qu Jing to go to the back door to buy a little snack. The quantity was not large, just two 3D buns and two wine-making steamed buns, and no matter how many children were, they couldn''t eat them.
The child wants to eat some buns and steamed buns for his birthday. Of course, Director Liu, a mother, has to do his best to fulfill such a simple and difficult wish.
Qu Jing felt that Director Liu was very good and took good care of herself during this period. Except for always trying to make an appointment with her to ride a bicycle in the suburbs on holidays, the rest were all very good, so she agreed to ask for help.
This is what happened today.
Qu Jing had never seen this posture when she was eating a small stove in Yunzhong Canteen. During the days when Qu Jing was queuing in long queues to buy Sandian bags, Qu Jing went to Gusu. I heard someone say a hundred words about Huang Ji that Huang Ji has been doing a lot of business these two days, but I didn’t come to see him truthfully and was shocking.
Qu Jing was deeply shocked.
She was a little embarrassed to take the small kitchen.
Qu Jing glanced at the third tree at the right of the trash can at Huang Ji’s door. There was a man wearing a baseball cap holding a large black plastic bag in his hand.
This is the trading location she and Qinhuai agreed upon.
Qu Jing was a little hesitant.
When she locked the car, she seemed to vaguely hear the crowd queuing up to carry out justice. The reason for the justice execution seemed to be that someone tried to buy 20 three-die bags.
Just as Qu Jing was hesitating, the man wearing a baseball cap tiptoed towards her, lowered the brim of the hat, and asked in a low voice: "Doctor Qu?"
"Mr. Huang?" Qu Jing responded.
"Yes, I''m Huang Anyao. This is the snack that Qinhuai asked me to give you. You just ordered two wine-making steamed buns and two three-dish buns. Today, we made more snacks in the kitchen, so he gave you some more." Huang Anyao stuffed the bag into Qu Jing''s hand and pressed the brim of the hat. "Qinhuai asked you when you should rest. He planned to make jiangmi rice cakes in two days so that you could come and get them when you have time."
"I''ll have a rest the day after tomorrow." Qu Jing said, "Mr. Huang, you don''t have to work hard to pass on the message. I can chat with Qin Huai on WeChat for this kind of thing."
"I know, I''m just finding an excuse to change the topic, because I want to consult you next." Huang Anyao said.
Qu Jing:?
"I heard that although the rehabilitation department of your hospital charges a high fee, the efficacy is particularly good. Is it reliable? Especially for the rehabilitation physiotherapy for waist, an expert was dug from another province last month. Is it true?" Huang Anyao asked.
Qu Jing subconsciously glanced at Huang Anyao''s waist and said, "The efficacy of the rehabilitation department of our hospital is indeed good. As for the experts... I came from Shan City to study and communicate. I don''t know very well about the situation of the branch in Gusu. I can go back and ask for you."
"That''s great!" Huang Anyao took out his cell phone, "Please, Dr. Qu, if you find out what specific situation, tell Qinhuai and let Qinhuai tell me, thank you."
Qu Jing has automatically switched to the doctor''s mode of treating the patient''s family. He took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat: "No need to be so troublesome, let''s add WeChat." "Is it easy to ask the patient''s age? What is the specific situation? Is it a waist injury or strain? How many years of medical history? Have you received surgery or related treatment before? I have a form of related questions. When I go back and find it, I will fill it out according to the content on the form. For the specific situation of the expert, I will help you find our director. It''s better for you..."
Huang Anyao was completely shocked. He felt that Qu Jing would issue him a order in the next second, asking him to pay the fee at the payment office, and then conduct inspections according to the items on the order.
Huang Anyao watched Qu Jing leave by pedaling the bicycle, turned his head and saw another person he unexpectedly.
"Gong...Bo Gong? Didn''t you post on WeChat Moments this morning to eat Jiao Circle in Peking?!"
At the same time, in Huang Ji''s kitchen, Qin Huai, who should have entered the final sprint stage, mixing the filling at a speed of life and death, kneading the dough of the wine-stewing steamed buns that had ended the second fermentation, mixing the filling. Qin Huai, who occasionally tried to join the work of Gu Sanding, had basically been free.
There is no way, the help is really professional.
Qinhuai has already drunk tea and started to look around like Huang Shengli, and inspect everyone''s work.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, just look...
Qinhuai discovered that Gu Li’s level was really not good.
Although Gu Li was not an assistant to Qinhuai, he couldn''t resist Gu Li''s cooking table being close to Qinhuai. Qin Huai could see his movements with his eyes raised, and he could see countless problems at a glance.
None of them are matters of principle.
First of all, Qin Huai must affirm that Gu Li’s basic skills are very solid.
Secondly, he probably only has solid basic skills.
Whether it is a red case or a white case, solid basic skills are necessary foundations. Just like when Qinhuai learned to make crab roe and roasted wheat, what we had to learn at the beginning was not to make up the filling, but to understand the ingredients. Without a solid foundation, it was like a high-rise building that collapsed if it was not laid in a good foundation.
But there can''t be only the foundation.
When Qin Huai saw Gu Li helping Zheng Siyuan, he wanted to ask him, aren’t you a closed disciple of Master Tan? Why do you only lay the foundation and not learn anything else?
This is a kneading side, without any skills, it is all basic.
Qin Huai looked at Tan Wei''an and Gu Li, and felt that the level gap between these brothers was indeed quite large.
Tan Wei''an looks no older than Gu Li, but his craftsmanship is obviously much higher than Gu Li. Gu Li, a famous disciple, was born in a famous family, and his skills were slightly better than the other four helpers who had never had names. They were simply a copy of Wang Jun.
"Your dough is still too heavy." Qin Huai couldn''t help but say, "You are not kneading the dough for fresh meat mooncakes. I feel that your kneading method is different from before, but there is not much difference."
"what are you up to?"
"Ruyi Volume." Gu Li said honestly.
Qinhuai:?
What is Ruyi Book?
“What type of snack is it?”
“Blasted.”
This involves Qinhuai’s knowledge blind spots. Qinhuai does not have many snacks to make fried. Before, the most fried meatballs at home were all concentrated before.
"What is the taste you pursue?" Qin Huai continued.
“The outer skin is golden and crispy, and the gravy inside is full and soft.”
Qin Huai understood a little.
"Then you can''t knead the dough like this. As you can''t knead the dough at the end, it will be very soft when kneading it. If you don''t control the thickness, it will not be able to achieve the effect you just said." Qin Huai said, "You knead the dough is too rigid and too basic. Do you understand what I mean?"
Gu Li nodded: "Master said this before, saying that I don''t know how to adapt when making snacks, and the same mistakes will always be made again and again."
"You can''t say you don''t understand and adapt." As a person who is very self-aware of himself, Qin Huai is very clear that many times a chef makes mistakes on the same issue and does not correct it after repeated advice. Unless there is a problem with his attitude, it is a pure dish.
"Kneading dough is a skill. If you make too much of a snack, you will feel it. If you think something is wrong, it means it is wrong. You need to change it."
Gu Li was a little confused.
Qin Huai also knew that after finishing his work, he would go to other people''s workstations to point fingers, which was very annoying, but he just couldn''t help it.
Most chefs practice more when they eat, and if they don’t work, they practice to the death. All problems stem from lack of strength.
But Qin Huai felt that Gu Li was different. His level was not as good as the snacks he made. He was just too rigid and unrestrained to adapt. He could improve with a slight turn, but he just couldn''t turn this turn.
No one told him about his Zhiwei Curie?
"When you knead the dough, your hands will always pause suddenly." Qin Huai said, "I have been staring at you for a whole morning. When you have obvious problems, you will pause naturally, which means you are very clear that there is something wrong with this step, but you will not change it."
"At this time, I suggest you try and make a bold decision, try it casually, and rely on your own feelings. Once you find the feeling, it means that the problem has been solved."
Huang Shengli looked from a distance and smiled at Zheng Da, who had already started fishing, "The same is true for the feeling, I think Xiao Qin has said it much more clearly than you."
Zheng Da:…
Gu Li nodded, without saying anything, and used his actions to show that he would accept Qin Huai''s suggestions.
Qin Huai is rare to be a good teacher, and the other party cooperates so well. He is about to happily go to Dong Shi to listen to some gossip when the game prompt sound suddenly sounds in his mind.
"Ding, congratulations on discovering the new side mission [Gong Liang''s Desire], please check it in the mission panel."
Hey, [Gong Liang’s desire], didn’t Gong Liang eat Jiao Circle in Peking in the morning? What does he desire in Peking?
Have a better scorched circle?
Qinhuai won’t know how to get this breakfast.
The next second, Gong Liang''s loud voice came from the kitchen door: "Master Xiao Qin, guess what good things did I bring to you when I came back from Peking?"
"A good kitchen knife! It took me 6 digits to create by famous teachers. You will definitely be able to use it!"
Qinhuai:…
Thank you, I appreciate your feelings, but can you change it to something else? Even a rolling pin is OK.
If Qin Huai remembers correctly, the proficiency of his sword skills was only 179 when he looked at the game panel last time.
His knife skills are really a bit sorry for the kitchen knife when he uses a 6-digit kitchen knife.
(This chapter ends)