The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 157 [Apple Face Fruit B+ Level]

At noon, Gong Liang ate the apple noodles made by Qinhuai as he wished, and posted three messages on his Moments.

While Qin Huai was having his staff meal, he saw Gong Liang’s circle of friends. He gave three likes without quite understanding why, and then continued to eat.

Today's staff lunch was prepared by Huang Jia as usual.

Crab meat lion head, stir-fried cauliflower and stir-fried shredded vegetables.

Huang Jia was worried that Qin Huai would get bored of eating the same dish every day, so he thoughtfully changed the dishes he cooked.

I ate Qinhuai rice mixed with lion's head and muttered to myself that I really couldn't understand why these people had such an inexplicable obsession and pursuit for Mian Guo'er.

Huang Anyao is, Gong Liang is, and even Huang Jia, who is an excellent cook, can be seen to like noodles very much and regards them as a rare delicacy.

Qin Huai personally thinks that noodles are just so-so, just for fun. If he had to choose a snack to eat every day, Qin Huai would definitely choose fermented glutinous rice steamed buns or five-tin buns.

Of course, the main reason is that his level is limited.

Qin Huai ate with big mouthfuls.

"I heard that you don't need to stir-fry the vegetables this afternoon." Zheng Siyuan, who had already finished eating, put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked.

Qin Huai nodded: "Master Huang said that I cooked vegetables well these past two days. I don't really want to change my career to become a popular case chef. It's enough to have this level and control."

"What are you cooking today?"

“Stir-fried shredded pork.”

After a few days of intensive training, Qin Huai's skill level has improved a lot. Before he left the house this morning, the values ​​on the game panel were already:

Player Name: Qin Huai

Unlocked illustrations: 5/12
skill:
Dough making (intermediate): Your dough making skills have surpassed 93% of the dim sum chefs in the country. (9227/10000)

Stuffing (Advanced): Your stuffing skills have surpassed 96% of pastry chefs nationwide (4632/100000)

Fingering (beginner): You don't shape the pastry at all. (673/1000)

You Tiao (Intermediate): The fried dough sticks you made are pretty good. (333/10000)

Knife skills (elementary): Family level. (103/1000)

Heat (intermediate): barely acceptable. (3222/10000)

Food Tasting (Advanced): OK, you are quite good at eating. (Not upgradeable)

Management (Intermediate): I know how to run a business and I won’t lose money. (1179/10000)

Lies (Master Level): You are the one who speaks the truth to people and lies to ghosts! (24391/1000000)

Based on the current workload and increase in proficiency, Qin Huai expects that his dough making skills will be upgraded to advanced level on the day Zheng Da returns.

Zheng Da will be back the day after tomorrow.

Although the advanced method of making dough is not very helpful for learning how to make crab roe steamed buns, Qin Huai believes that the fact that he practiced the heat diligently and made great progress in making dough will surely shock Zheng Da, and he will teach him everything he knows, thus helping him complete the side quest.

"You're progressing pretty fast. A normal person with good talent would need at least a month to learn to cook vegetables." Zheng Siyuan sighed, "But you're not completely without any foundation, and you haven't been here for long. Uncle Master might want you to learn it quickly and systematically."

Qin Huai understood, he was taking a crash course.

The kind of crash course that teaches you all the skills of English in three days and lets you understand the seven secrets of reading comprehension in five days.

Qin Luo really needs this kind of crash course.

"What are you practicing recently?" Qin Huai asked.

These days, Qin Huai has been learning how to stir-fry vegetables with Huang Shengli in the Huang's kitchen every afternoon. Huang Shengli's disciples often watch from the crowd, but Zheng Siyuan is never among the crowd.

Zheng Siyuan is not even in Huangji.

He disappears at a certain time after finishing his staff meal every day, which is very mysterious.

"I'm practicing my hand feeling." Zheng Siyuan said, "I haven't flipped the sand for many years. I can't find the hand feeling needed for the big flip. Since I want to learn the big flip, I have to get the hand feeling back first. These days I go home to flip the sand every afternoon."

Qin Huai instantly stood in awe of Zheng Siyuan.

He thought Zheng Siyuan was tired of working like a slave in the Yunzhong Canteen for some time, so he decided to relax and have a rest after returning to the familiar Gusu. He would go home and slack off every afternoon after get off work. He didn't expect that he was secretly trying to impress everyone.

"Are there any results?" Qin Huai asked.

Zheng Siyuan: …

Do you think someone like you can achieve results after practicing for a few days?
If learning to cook can produce results in just a few days of practice, then all the chefs at Huang Ji would be super masters.

"I feel it a little bit." Zheng Siyuan said tactfully, "Even if you can't learn to flip the spoon in the end, flipping the sand can exercise the strength of your hands and improve your control of strength. It's definitely worth practicing this basic skill."

Qin Huai was a little moved.

"You don't need to practice." Zheng Siyuan interrupted Qin Huai's excitement, "You farmed when you were a child...you already have a good control over your strength."

Zheng Siyuan felt it was outrageous when he said it himself. Farming is a way to practice the control of strength. When did a pastry chef practice strength through farming?

"Do you want to go back later this afternoon?" Qin Huai asked. Seeing Zheng Siyuan looking at him, he quickly continued, "I asked Master Huang yesterday. After a few days of physical therapy and rest, his waist has recovered very well."

"Of course, he can't go to work normally. If he wants his waist to fully recover, he needs to continue treatment and recuperation for at least three more months, but he has no problem with daily activities, and the intensity of cooking at home is no problem."

Zheng Siyuan seemed to have guessed what Qin Huai said yesterday.

"So I asked Master Huang yesterday if he could help me make the filling for the Guoer today."

"I have found out in the past few days that although Huang Jia can flip the wok, he can only do it a little bit and may not be able to do it well. I showed him the Guo'er recipe and told him that he needs to flip the wok when frying the stuffing. He also went back to study it for a few days and told me clearly that he might not be able to achieve the effect I want."

"He said he was a Huaiyang cuisine chef, and that flipping the spoon was a Shandong cuisine technique, which he was not good at. He also said that the chef who gave the recipe must have been a Shandong cuisine chef. I didn't quite understand what he said, because if I remember correctly, the chef should have been a Sichuan cuisine chef."

This involves Zheng Siyuan's blind spot in knowledge. He is only a white-casserole chef and doesn't really understand their red-casserole techniques.

"This is all off topic. The point is that Master Huang said yesterday that there was no problem. He has always wanted to study Guo'er with me. He is very interested in the filling of this snack."

"With the help of Master Huang this afternoon, I think we should be able to produce the fruit effect that the recipe should theoretically present. This is a rare opportunity. Do you want to stay and study with us?"

Qin Huai initially agreed to come to Gusu for exchange and study just for Guoer.

Without the help of an excellent red-case chef, it would be difficult for Qinhuai to make B-grade fruits.

This dessert has very high requirements for the red case.

The game system's judgment on whether the dim sum was made by Qin Huai is also very interesting. Qin Huai has tried it before and concluded that if half of the processes of a dim sum are completed by him personally, or the core processes are completed by him personally, the game system will determine that the dim sum was made by him.

He can see the ratings of the dim sum.

This also gave Qin Huai some opportunities to take shortcuts. If he did a part poorly, he could ask for help to improve the overall quality of the dim sum, just like he could use Huang Jia Diao's broth to make longevity noodles, or Huang Shengli's stuffing to make Guo Er.

But this is destined to be a short-term solution that cannot be used in the long run.

Because the dim sum that Qinhuai needs help from outsiders are all of high quality, and longevity noodles are grade A. If Qinhuai's handmade noodles are only grade B, and their noodle-cooking skills are average, then even if the soup is grade A, the grade of longevity noodles will not reach grade A.

S-grade soup stock is another matter.

But making soup stock is so difficult. Huang Jia is already a very skilled chef, but the soup he made can only barely reach A-grade, or even less. In Qin Huai's mind, only a chef of Huang Shengli's level can make S-grade soup stock.

Is it possible for a top master in the industry to help you?
Once or twice, it can be considered as taking care of the younger generation and studying together, but it is simply impossible for a long time. There are only a few dishes in Huang Ji that require Huang Shengli to personally make the soup, let alone a bowl of longevity noodles.

What kind of longevity noodles is this? Huang Shengli has to make the soup himself.

This must be sold for 999 a bowl to compete with the 888 golden egg fried rice.

If he wanted to operate the business for a long time, or if he wanted to produce high-level buff dishes stably, Qin Huai knew that he could only rely on himself.

But if you want to take shortcuts and complete a task briefly -

Asking for external help is a good idea.

There is not much time left for Luo Jun.

Bifang is already a genuine 92-year-old man, the kind that is too lazy to even go out. If he is not allowed to eat the B-level fruit to complete the side quest, Qin Huai will really inherit all his inheritance.

In response to Qin Huai's invitation, Zheng Siyuan agreed immediately.

He wanted to practice flipping the spoon just for Guo'er. Now that he had the chance to see Guo'er succeed, he naturally couldn't miss it. This was his future goal.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Huang Shengli leisurely strolled to Huang Ji.

Ever since Huang Shengli started doing physical therapy and Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan joined as white-casserole chefs, Huang Shengli has never come to Huang's during the lunch business hours again.

Before, Huang Shengli set up a small table and sat in the kitchen every day because he was worried.

It is indeed difficult to feel at ease.

Huang Ji's reputation was created by him alone, and it was also built by him alone. He suddenly retired due to illness, and his apprentice's skills were not yet up to par and could not take over his business completely. The turnover decreased and the customer flow also decreased.

The restaurant business is so cruel, especially high-end restaurants. Once the signature chef is not there, diners will immediately go to other restaurants.

This is truly a critical moment for survival. If Huang Shengli no longer comes to the kitchen every day to take charge, he is afraid that the army's morale will be lost.

Anyway, things are different now. The diners of Huang’s Restaurant have been diverted.

Most people come to eat dim sum at noon, and only come to eat vegetables at night. If everyone had doubts at the beginning, worrying that the dim sum chef would suddenly drop out, be a flash in the pan, and disappear in a flash, then after selling dim sum steadily for nearly a week and having fermented glutinous rice steamed buns every day, diners felt much more at ease.

Many diners even treat Huang Ji's lunch as a breakfast shop. They calculate the time when the fermented rice steamed buns come out of the pot, queue up to buy the buns at the appointed time, and leave after making their purchases.

Huang Shengli fully believed in the abilities of Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan, so he simply did not come at noon and only stayed in the evening.

Huang Shengli came today with a new teaching plan.

As a well-known gold medal teacher in Suzhou, Huang Shengli is well versed in teaching students in accordance with their aptitude. Stir-fried vegetables is a basic course, and the changes are not big, but stir-fried shredded pork is different.

There are many ways to stir-fry shredded pork.

If necessary, you can stir-fry the minced meat.

Huang Shengli has never taught a white-casserole apprentice, but that doesn't mean he didn't learn it. This time, Huang Shengli brought an excellent white-casserole fried meat filling teaching material.

Huang Shengli walked into the kitchen with full confidence and found Zheng Siyuan was also there. He quickly realized that he was waiting for him to show off his skills in making the filling.

It just so happened that I had been under close doctor supervision these past two days and could only stir-fry two dishes of vegetables. I haven’t cooked anything difficult in a long time, so it’s time to show off my skills.

Huang Shengli glanced at the kitchen counter and found that the dough was already waking up there.

"They're waiting for me." Huang Shengli said with a smile.

"That's right, we've been waiting for you to come. Zheng Siyuan and I are not very good at frying stuffing, and we have been looking forward to you giving us a textbook-like demonstration these days." Qin Huai said.

Qin Huai didn't know if it was because he had read too much news about Gong Liang recently, but all he could say was flattery, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't say something nice.

Huang Shengli has rolled up his sleeves.

Huang Anyao moved the bench in the distance.

"What is that fruit?" Huang Anyao asked curiously.

He should have left earlier, but he heard that there might be something delicious in the afternoon, so he stayed from 8:30 in the morning until now. "It's a meat-filled pastry." Huang Jia said, "It's a recipe Qin Huai got from a guest of his family. Although it's a pastry, the filling is very demanding. Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan have been researching for nearly a month and still have no clue."

"It's so difficult." Huang Anyao was surprised, "It must be delicious."

Huang Anyao was even more looking forward to it.

Huang Jia: …

You don't care about your dad's waist at all, you only care about whether there is food to eat.

However, Huang Jia did not say anything, because there was no need to worry too much about Huang Shengli's waist. All he had to do now was not to overwork.

Huang Shengli started.

Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan are very familiar with the process of frying the stuffing.

Before coming to Suzhou, they basically spent every day frying stuffing. You flip it, I flip it, the two brothers take turns flipping, there is nothing they can't do.

Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan can be said to be very familiar with several difficult points in the process of frying stuffing that are easy to go wrong.

There's no way, it's too familiar.

Just like old friends.

Stir-fry the filling in a pan.

The minced meat is wrapped with carrot puree and stir-fried with bamboo shoots and diced mushrooms in a pan. The oil is fried out and wrapped around the bamboo shoots and diced mushrooms. The bright color looks very beautiful from a distance.

There is no seasoning added, but the aroma is very rich. The most original meat aroma permeates the air, and you can faintly smell the sweetness of carrots.

As time went by, the fillings in the pot were stir-fried to the best state, with just the right color, just the right aroma, just the right amount of heat, not too greasy or dry, so perfect that it could almost be photographed on the spot and included in a textbook.

Friends with good memory know that this passage once appeared in Qin Huai’s dream, word for word, completely copied and pasted.

That was a dream.

This time it’s in front of me.

Qin Huai only dreamed of this step in his dream, there was a more difficult step that he did not dream of.

Flip the spoon.

When the fillings are fried to the best state and are about to be taken out of the pot and stewed, you need to give the fillings in the pot a perfect flip to allow the originally scattered ingredients to fully blend and achieve perfect balance in the heat.

Qin Huai counted the time silently in his heart.

three.

The carrot puree and minced meat are still fighting each other.

two.

The diced bamboo shoots and diced mushrooms look very bright because they are lightly coated with oil.

One.

The fried oil made a sizzling sound.

Big flip!
Huang Shengli moved.

He used his waist to exert force, and his elbows, arms and wrists moved together. The stuffing in the pot instantly flipped 180 degrees. The carrot puree and minced meat that were fighting each other two seconds ago were now tightly hugged together.

Beautiful big flip spoon!

Qin Huai had no idea about the big flipping spoon. After all, the few times he tried to flip it with the big flipping spoon before, either it didn't flip or it flipped out.

He just thought it was beautiful, really beautiful, just as beautiful as in the video tutorial.

If we have to point out any shortcomings, it is that the flipping is not elegant or beautiful enough. It really looks like a technique, rather than like Jiang Weiming flipping the spoon, which looks like he is just showing off.

When Qin Huai watched the video tutorial for the first time, he really thought that Jiang Weiming's flipping of the spoon was just a show-off.

Excellent stir-fried stuffing.

After frying, it is stewed.

Compared with stir-frying, stewing does not require such high heat, so Huang Shengli is relatively relaxed when stewing.

The recipe that Qin Huai recited based on the video tutorial can be described as a fool-proof textbook, down to the details of how to adjust the heat according to the bubbling of the filling in the pot, when to stir it, and to what state of stirring is optimal.

Let me put it this way, according to the recipe, Qin Luo can cook the stuffing as long as he keeps watching and does what the recipe says.

Whether it is cooked well or not is another matter, but at least it can be cooked.

By the time the filling comes out of the pot, the kitchen is already filled with the rich aroma of meat.

Huang Anyao's saliva was almost flowing.

Huang Shengli finished his work and stepped aside. Huang Jiashi brought a comfortable chair and a cup of tea.

Next was the performance by Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan.

After the filling has cooled down slightly, they begin to wrap, knead, shape and color it.

Huang Anyao figured it out a little: "Isn't this the procedure for making apple noodle fruit? I remember Qin Huai made apple noodle fruit this way at noon today, but isn't it a bit perfunctory?"

No one could answer him.

If Qin Huai heard it, he would definitely nod and tell him that, yes, it was just perfunctory, the more perfunctory the better.

Qin Huai began to delicately wrap the stuffing, rub it casually, shape it abstractly and color it randomly.

His abstract paintings are in stark contrast to Zheng Siyuan's paintings that retain the most basic aesthetics.

Zheng Siyuan: …

Zheng Siyuan looked at the color he had painted, and then looked at the color that Qin Huai had painted, which looked like it had fallen into a dye vat. It was hard to believe that Qin Huai was actually a chef who could make apple pie.

He knows that many chefs like to let themselves go and make something they like when they are not bound by rules and regulations.

But the things Qin Huai likes are too weird.

Can his aesthetic taste really develop further on the road of making noodles?

Although making noodles mainly depends on the chef's imagination, it also requires basic aesthetic taste.

Steam in a steamer.

This is the part that determines Guoer's fate.

Qin Huai stared at the steamer with sharp eyes and a nervous expression, which made Zheng Siyuan inexplicably nervous as well.

The steaming time of the fruit is not long.

Soon, Qin Huai saw it.

【Apple Noodles Grade B】

【Apple Noodles B-Grade】

【Apple Noodles Grade B+】

Become!

Huang Shengli is awesome!
The foreign aid is awesome!
Luo Jun’s mission has been definitely accomplished!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Qin Huai didn't hesitate at all, saying, "It should be OK, Siyuan, take the noodles out while I go to the toilet." Then he quickly ran away to urinate.

This time Qin Huai did not go to open the game panel.

He called Luo Jun to report the good news!
"Hello?" Luo Jun's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Good news, Apple Noodles has reached B-level!"

Luo Jun on the other end of the phone was stunned.

"So?" Luo Jun responded calmly, "What's the point of focusing on my side quest? If you have the ability, you can complete Qu Jing's side quest. You are not in the Cloud Canteen, how can you still think about us? I thought you were only thinking about the new side quest."

Qin Huai:......

Has Luo Jun stopped watching fantasy dramas recently and started watching palace fighting dramas instead?

"Look at what you said." Qin Huai said, "I am going out to improve myself in order to complete the task better."

"Let's get down to business. Master Huang made the filling for this apple noodle fruit. He definitely can't go to the Cloud Canteen. Luo Jun, see when you have time to come to Gusu. Let's complete this side quest first."

"No." Luo Jun refused decisively, "He can't come to Yunzhong Canteen. Can I go to Gusu at my age?"

Qin Huai:?
"Really not coming?"

"No, no, no, no." Luo Jun refused decisively, "It's just a broken face, I won't go."

Qin Huai knew that Luo Jun was stubborn and he didn't like to lie, so if he said he wouldn't go, he definitely wouldn't go.

"How about I make some raw embryos, and you ask someone to bring them back from Suzhou?" Qin Huai suggested.

Luo Jun: ...

"You just have to complete this side quest of mine, right?"

"Don't even think about it. You have to deliver it to me yourself or ask someone to bring it to me. I'll eat it and complete the mission. What should I do if you secretly read my memories in Gusu alone?" Luo Jun said unhappily.

Qin Huai was a little hesitant.

This is also a method, although it is a bit troublesome, but he is not a person who is afraid of trouble.

Qin Huai knew Luo Jun's temper clearly. Unless Qin Huai was in front of him, Luo Jun would definitely not eat the fruit and let Qin Huai complete the side quest to get the memory.

Let’s go back to Shan City.

Who says he is the first in line to inherit Luo Jun's estate?

"Okay." Qin Huai said, "I'll take a leave and go back the day after tomorrow."

Luo Jun hung up the phone mercilessly.

It seems that he knew very well what the last memory Qin Huai would see was, and he really didn't want Qin Huai to see it.

Qin Huai sent a message to Chen Huihong, telling her that he planned to return to Yunzhong Canteen the day after tomorrow.

Tell Chen Huihong not to make it public. After all, he doesn’t have time to make snacks, so as not to disappoint the elderly people in Yunzhong Community.

Chen Huihong: OK.

Chen Huihong: Can you bring back 40 kilograms of shortbread? My brother and I really want to eat some.

Chen Huihong: It would be even better if you could bring some lard rice cakes, glutinous rice cakes, Dingsheng cakes, and fermented glutinous rice steamed buns.

Chen Huihong: My brother really wants to eat it.

(End of this chapter)