Abnormal Food Article

Chapter 39 What are the disadvantages?

In the end, after Qin Luo quickly washed three pots and only had to wash her hands with the seven-step handwashing method to prove that her hands were very clean and could grab steamed buns, she ate fermented steamed buns with Ouyang who had returned from taking out the garbage and had no idea how torturous the wait was. .

The two of them eat snacks like Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit pie. The main focus is to eat quickly and move as much as possible.

Ouyang has a big mouth and eats three buns each.

Qin Luo could only compare his speed and swallowed one in less than half a minute.

Qin Huai took a sip and reflected on the side of the steamer, chewing slowly and savoring:...

Can you two respect the chef's work to a certain extent?

Zhao Rong and Qin Congwen had already gone to bed and missed the first batch of overturned steamed buns. Qin Huai divided the remaining steamed buns among the canteen employees, and soon there was only one tray left in the drawer.

"Brother, how come you can make fermented steamed buns after taking a nap! You are so awesome. Brother, will you still do it tomorrow? I just forgot to take a photo and send it to He Cheng (Qin Huai's cousin). You will do it tomorrow If you do, I'll take a photo and send it to him. It's best to make mung bean sorbet, red bean sorbet and osmanthus cake. These things look good together." Qin Luo said with anticipation, the invisible tail behind him wagging rapidly.

Qin Huai said that Qin Luo's abacus was about to fall on his face, and said, "Jiuniong steamed buns can be made."

"Not the rest."

Adding a piece of mung bean sorbet, red bean sorbet and osmanthus cake is not something that can be solved after getting off work at 1 o'clock. It is simply a rhythm of working overtime until 3 o'clock.

Qin Huai said absolutely not.

Ouyang finally slowed down and was still nibbling on the last steamed bun. He didn't care at all. Anyway, he was not picky about food and could eat whatever he wanted. Even if Qin Huai made elm bark steamed buns, he would eat them.

The most important thing is that his parents did not adopt Qin Huai back then. He could not say to Qin Huai naturally like Qin Luo, "Brother, I want to eat this."

Thinking of this, Ouyang sighed deeply.

Then he burped.

Sure enough, the steamed buns still satiated her stomach, and she was full after 5 of them. No wonder Luoluo only ate 3 of them today and ended the battle early.

Wait, 3?

Didn't Qin Luo have dinner?

Ouyang: (=°Д°=)

Qin Luo was still trying to bargain: "Brother, why don't you make another sweet-scented osmanthus cake tomorrow? You haven't made sweet-scented osmanthus cake for a week. I've been very serious about my work recently. I cleaned the toilet yesterday!"

Qin Huai pondered for a moment: "I feel like you wanted to hint me to make Four-Xi dumplings before I took a nap. I originally planned to make Four-Xi dumplings. Since you don't want to eat them, then Gui..."

"It's nothing at all. Brother, you can do whatever you want. Sister, I fully support you!" Qin Luofanqiang said forcefully, "It seems that the toilet has not been cleaned. I will clean it again!"

Ouyang looked at Qin Luo's leaving figure: "She..."

"I have been a good cleaner since I was a child." Qin Huai said, "When I was young, my grandfather teased her and my cousin by saying that whoever cleaned the house would give away the five-inch bag to whoever cleaned the house. She and my cousin grew up fighting for brooms and mops. From the first day of the new year to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.”

Ouyang said that he really didn't understand your Qin family very well.

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At 4 o'clock in the morning on the second day, Qin Huai arrived at work on time.

As always, Qin Congwen prepared all the ingredients for Qin Huai, and sat face to face with Zhao Rong on both sides of the table making buns.

Qin Huai changed his clothes and walked into the kitchen. Instead of kneading noodles and making fillings for Wuding Bao as usual, he found some fermented rice and made fermented rice steamed buns first.

Same steps as yesterday.

Kneading, rising, kneading, secondary rising, kneading, steaming.

Same rollover as yesterday.

【Jiuniang Mantou B-】

Looking at the B- displayed on the steamed buns, Qin Huai felt that the - was very dazzling.

Still not controlling the optimal temperature?

So where is the temperature that is not well controlled?

The temperature of the water for kneading noodles is still the room temperature of fermentation, or the temperature of steaming.

Qin Huai murmured to himself while stirring the fillings of the five-cube buns in the pot.

"Wendy? Our Huaihuai has someone he likes, or is he a foreigner?!" Qin Congwen, who was trying to read lips not far away, was shocked.

Zhao Rong rolled her eyes at him speechlessly: "It's the temperature. Your son is thinking about the steamed buns!"

Qin Congwen expressed his confusion. He had watched the whole process of Qin Huai making steamed buns just now.

Perfect kneading, perfect kneading, perfect fermentation, and perfect venting. Although it is not steamed yet, if nothing happens, it will be a perfect steamed bun when it comes out of the pan.

The steamed buns have reached this point, what else is there to think about?

"The steamed buns Huaihuai just made are fine." Qin Congwen said, "If I can knead dough like that, I can laugh out of my dreams."

"So you have been selling steamed buns for so many years and you haven't sold them to Sanma Road." Zhao Rong complained ruthlessly, "You should take care of your son's affairs. I look at Luoluo's circle of friends. Huaihuai made steamed buns until 7 o'clock yesterday. How long did he sleep? "Don't be tired. You go over and help keep an eye on the stuffing in the pot. I'll make these buns."

Qin Congwen quickly put down his face and went to help. Qin Huai decisively handed over the stuffing simmering in the pot to Qin Congwen and went to the steamer to guard it.

Even if you can't see what's going on inside, it's good to sit on the side and smell it.

Qin Congwen felt that his son seemed a little crazy.

Could it be that his Huaihuai and Jiuniang steamed buns have different horoscopes?

The more Qin Congwen thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. Jiuniong steamed buns were originally one of the few dumplings in Qinhuai. Some time ago, he became addicted to making buckwheat steamed buns. Making them must have brought back the tragic memories of dumping. Now he decided to challenge it again. .

Alas, this girl Luoluo hasn't woken up yet, otherwise she could ask about the results of last night.

But looking at Qin Huai's current appearance, he must have been shocked.

Qin Congwen decided to use his expertise later to comfort his son.

He has been hit by Qin Huai for so many years, and he knows very well how he feels when he is hit. He is very good at comforting this kind of thing!

Qin Congwen stirred the stuffing and praised himself proudly in his heart: I am such a good father, hahahahaha!

At 6:07, the fermented steamed buns are ready.

Because it took some time to make the fermented steamed buns, the Wudingbao and Sandingbao were still being steamed in the steamer. At this time, the Yunzhong Canteen has not yet opened for business, but the lobby on the first floor is already full of old men running in the morning.

And a few aunts who don’t run in the morning, but love to get up early and have breakfast.

Grandpas and aunts said they could accept being late for breakfast.

Xu Tuqiang, Uncle Cao, Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu who really loves morning jogging at table 9 have already drank iced mung bean soup.

It’s not a hot morning. After a hearty and sweaty morning run, I sit in the Yunzhong Canteen with moderate air-conditioning temperature, smell the aroma of my favorite steamed buns and rice wine, and drink a bowl of ice-cold to relieve the heat. The slightly sweet mung bean soup is the beginning of a wonderful day!

Uncle Wang said it would be better if he could have another plate of crab shell roe.

"Why doesn't Master Xiao Qin like making crab shell roe so much?" Uncle Wang was sipping mung bean soup while feeling indignant about his beloved crab shell roe.

Uncle Wang is like a career fan who has a crush on a member of a boy band or a girl band. He scolds the company for not having eyesight. Why doesn’t my brother/sister give him resources if he is so good? At the same time, he can only spend money on time every day. , looking forward to seeing his brother/sister.

It’s just that Uncle Wang’s fan is crab shell yellow.

It’s also shrimp-flavored crab shell yolk.

As for Yunzhong Canteen, because Qin Luo doesn't like shrimp, Qin Huai doesn't have the habit of making shrimp-filled snacks. In addition, crab shell roe needs to be cooked in an oven. When Qinhuai makes it, it will be made together with other snacks that also require an oven. Therefore, the chance of crab shell yolk being listed as a dish is really very small.

Even Uncle Wang wants to question Qin Huai, doesn't your conscience hurt? 21 days, 21 whole days! Crab shell yolk stuffed with fresh shrimps only appeared twice. Do you know how I spent these 21 days? !

What good is that **** donkey rolling about? Why does it appear 17 times in 21 days? !

No one knew Uncle Wang's roar. He could only finish a bowl of mung bean soup and stared at the busy figure of the chef Qin Huai: "Is it out of the pot? Do you smell the smell of wine?"

The elders responded one after another: "I smell it, it seems to be rice wine."

"It's just a little bland."

"Did Master Xiao Qin make some water to make eggs? I'll have a bowl later!"

"Shui Zi Chong Dan has to be ordered separately, right? I didn't see a menu for Shui Zi Chong Dan. Did Master Xiao Qin make breakfast for himself?"

"Hehe, then I have to have a bowl too."

In the kitchen, Qin Congwen fell into a daze while looking at the freshly cooked fermented rice dumplings.

So beautiful.

It's so beautiful.

Qin Congwen rarely uses beautiful to describe a steamed bun, but the steamed bun in front of him really fits his aesthetic taste of steamed buns.

The plump white-flour steamed buns are smooth, round and cute. This is simply the dream bun of every white-flour bun lover!

When did his son have this skill?

Are you not satisfied with this technology? !

"Dad, try it." Qin Huai took out a steamed bun with a tong, broke it open, and handed half of it to Qin Congwen, "I always feel that something is missing. I remember when I was a kid, there was also a steamed bun sold in the street next to our house, but I don’t remember what their steamed buns taste like. Look at what’s wrong with my steamed buns.”

Qin Congwen took the steamed bun and took a bite against the heat.

Chew once, swallow once.

Oh my god, this is what fermented steamed buns taste like!

The steamed bun seller in the next block whose name I can’t remember was simply a waste of money!

"Huaihuai!" Qin Congwen said sincerely, "You lack confidence!"

Qin Huai:…

(End of chapter)