The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 153 Surprise
At 11 o'clock sharp, Huang's Restaurant opened to receive guests.

Of course, if it's a weekday and there's no rush to queue, it's not impossible for you to come in and sit down at 10:.

No matter what time you come in, you have to wait until 11:10 to place your order.

At 11:08, Qian Zhongheng and his family, who had booked table 6 in advance, arrived at his loyal Huang's Restaurant.

Qian Zhongheng's son and daughter-in-law still took leave to come for dinner.

My son is still a little dissatisfied and doesn't understand.

"Dad, why did you insist on asking Yuanyuan and I to take leave to come over for lunch today? The reason I took leave yesterday was because you were in the hospital and I had to bring you lunch at noon. I asked for leave again today because my boss asked me why you haven't recovered from your illness yet. You really can't let me take leave again tomorrow, or I'll be exposed." The son complained dissatisfiedly.

"I treated you to a meal and you're not happy about it. How much was deducted for that one hour? Do you know how much the meal cost yesterday?" Qian Zhongheng didn't even glance at his son. He lowered his head and sent a message to Qin Huai to tell him that his family had arrived.

The son stopped talking.

"Your dad has something delicious to eat and didn't forget you guys." His wife Bai Xiujuan served as a mouthfull, "Do you guys still remember Uncle Wang?"

The son shook his head: "Which uncle Wang?"

"An old colleague of your dad's, who attended your wedding that year. We haven't been in touch for many years. Some time ago, he suddenly contacted your dad on WeChat to ask for Zheng Da's WeChat number."

The son nodded and said, "Oh, I see. Uncle Wang is coming to Gusu? There's no need to treat him to lunch at noon. It's the same if we treat him in the evening."

Bai Xiujuan couldn't stand her son's strange train of thought and said speechlessly, "Your uncle Wang's friend came to Gusu and he treated us to a meal."

The son understood a little: "There's no need to call me and Yuanyuan, you and dad can eat together, bring Mengmeng with you."

Bai Xiujuan: "...Why are you so quick to respond? Just listen to me! Your uncle Wang's friend is the new dim sum chef who came to Huangji yesterday."

son:!!!
Uncle Wang actually has such a good friend!

At this moment, the son felt extremely ashamed.

He felt ashamed. Uncle Wang traveled thousands of miles to attend his wedding in person, but he hadn't contacted Uncle Wang in all these years and didn't go to Uncle Wang's house to pay New Year's greetings.

This year he will definitely take the high-speed train and then take a plane to visit Uncle Wang to wish him a happy new year!

"Master Qin was thoughtful. He said that it was thanks to your father's help in introducing Zheng Da that he came to Huang's to exchange ideas today. He came here to make snacks that are not on the recipe for your father. Your father called you here because he was thinking of you. And you are still complaining here. It's really a waste of raising you to this age."

"If you're unhappy, go back to work now."

The son quickly forced a smile and said, "Mom, how could that be? How could I complain? I know you and Dad treat me the best. You always think of us first when you have something good. I'll pay for lunch today, and Dad's pension will be used for us to eat at Huang Ji next week!"

Then my son stopped talking, sat happily in his seat, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

On the other side, Huang Anyao, who had been squatting at the kitchen door watching the guests in the hall, also ran back immediately to tell Qinhuai that the guests at table 6 had arrived.

Qin Huai is brushing the third apple-faced fruit.

He planned to make 12 apple dough cakes, 6 for Qian Zhongheng's family, 3 for Huang Anyao, and 3 for Huang Jia. He would make the 6 for Qian Zhongheng's family first, and the remaining 6 could wait until after 1 o'clock. Before 1 o'clock was working time and he couldn't relax for too long. In these 3 hours, Qin Huai still had to make a few more batches of steamed buns and sesame cakes.

While brushing the noodles, Qin Huai also took a look at the dishes ordered by Qian Zhongheng's family.

We didn't order dim sum, but ordered three hot dishes which are considered the signature dishes. The portions were not large, so I guess we ordered them to save some space for dim sum.

When customers in the restaurant place their orders, the order notification sound can be heard in the kitchen.

The ding sound is mainly to remind the chef not to miss an order.

At the same time, the waiter will also remind you through the intercom.

The reminder sound has not stopped since 11:10.

Qin Huai could roughly tell from the helpers' walking speed and the frequency of packing the steamed buns that the first batch of orders were basically steamed buns and sesame cakes.

Qin Huai couldn't help but went outside to take a look.

Wow, the errand boy is already sitting at the door.

These guests have to run errands is really called.

But this situation did not last long. The ding-ding-ding sound was played from 11:10 to 11:17 and then stopped. Qin Huai breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not as exaggerated as yesterday.

Today we can see a little bit of progress on the assembly line.

good thing.

Qin Huai continued to concentrate on brushing the noodles.

At 11:22, 6 apple-faced fruits were successfully born.

If one lifelike apple pastry is already very eye-catching, then six apple pastries are placed in a row and no chef in the kitchen can ignore it. Each pastry is different.

Even if the chef can make the dough the same size and shape it similarly, it is difficult to control the expansion to be exactly the same during the steaming process, especially when it is purely handmade and needs to be stuffed.

6 apple pie plates that are not exactly the same are placed on a plate, and at first glance it really looks like an apple plate.

If someone who is unaware of the situation enters the kitchen at this time and wants to eat an apple, he or she might actually go over and take one and take a bite.

Qin Huai signaled Mian Guoer to serve the meal.

The waiter walked towards table number 6 carrying noodles.

Many guests saw it, but no one cared. At most, they just glanced at it and wondered in their hearts which table of guests was so bored as to order 6 apples and not even let the kitchen cut them and make them into a fruit platter.

Are apples on the menu at Wong Kee?

Forget it, it’s not important. What’s important is to eat the steamed buns first.

Qian Zhongheng's family also saw it, but they didn't care. To make up for his complaints when he first arrived, his son said jokingly, "Dad, look, someone came to Huang's to order apples!"

Then the son saw the waiter walking towards his table, stopping in front of him and serving the food.

son:?
"Beauty, isn't this what we ordered? Or is your store giving away apples with our lunch today?" The son was a little confused.

"This is the apple noodle cake made by Master Qin. Please enjoy it." The waiter smiled and left.

My son didn't understand at all and didn't know what mianguoer was. He looked at the apples on the plate with very clear eyes full of question marks and reached out to take them.

"What kind of noodle fruit is this? It's just an apple...eh?!"

The son was stunned.

I couldn't believe my eyes and blinked a few times. Then I couldn't believe my hands and squeezed them hard.

The apple-like fruit was instantly deformed.

The son was so scared that he quickly let go of his hand.

No one spoke and everyone at the table was stunned.

Ma Yuan’s first reaction was to take out her cell phone to take a picture.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Mengmeng praised her father very enthusiastically: "Dad squeezed the apple until it wrinkled! He is so strong!"

After taking the photo, Ma Yuan searched what noodle fruit was and read it to the whole family. Qian Zhongheng was amazed and reached out to pick one up and put it in his hand.

The noodles are still warm at this moment.

"If I hadn't touched it with my hands, who would have believed it was made of flour?" Qian Zhongheng sighed, "I have lived for more than 60 years, and I have learned a lot."

Qian Zhongheng was still sighing when his son was already eating.

He took a bite and his eyes widened instantly, as if their eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. He exclaimed loudly: "Dad, this noodle fruit tastes like apple!"

“Oh my god, it tastes like an apple!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the son instantly became the focus of everyone in the room. Even the seven or eight customers who had just walked into Huang's and the new errand boy looked at him.

The guests who just came in were going to the private room on the second floor. Leading them was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was wearing clothes with big logos, and one could tell he was very wealthy just by looking at his outfit.

The wealthy guest stood still, his slightly presbyopic eyes fixed on the noodle that Qian Zhongheng's son had taken a bite of.

When the people around him saw that he suddenly stopped moving, they patted him on the shoulder and said, "Gong Datou, aren't we going up to the second floor? Why, do you want to sit in the lobby today?"

Gong Liang Gong Datou looked at him for another two seconds, didn't answer, and became furious.

"Apple-faced fruit!"

"I said that Zheng Da must be lying to me, and he convinced Huang to lie to me too! What new dim sum chef? He is the one taking over for Huang Ji. I ordered so many dim sum for him yesterday that he was scared, and he was afraid that I would order so much today as well."

"No, I have to call Lao Huang."

"Give me two apples for lunch today."

"This is something that can't be solved with two apples!"

Much better, here comes another one
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I forgot to thank the leader for the reward in the title. I’m sorry, my dear leader. I’ll thank you in the next chapter.

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(End of this chapter)