The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 172 Eat, you can eat anything!

That night, Qin Huai did not dream that Gong Liang was moved and allowed him to complete the side quest.

He dreamed that Qin Luo got first place in the class.

This dream was so strange that Qin Huai even doubted whether he was dreaming or not.

After Luo Luo got the first place in the class, he strongly requested to eat crab roe steamed buns. Qin Huai happily waved his hand and asked Qin Luo to make them for a month. As a result, Qin Luo got hurt after eating crab roe steamed buns. From then on, he wanted to vomit when he saw steamed buns. Qin's breakfast shop never sold steamed buns again.

All I can say is that dreams are fantasy.

After Qin Huai woke up from his dream, he even thought for a few seconds whether he had inherited the inheritance and whether he was now in Qiu County, Shan City, or Gusu.

Finally, Qin Huai came to a conclusion while brushing his teeth.

I have to take advantage of the last few days before the crabs are out of season and take a 6-day holiday to go back to Shan City to make crab roe steamed buns for Qin Luo. Qin Luo was injured by eating steamed hairy crabs. At the worst time, he wanted to vomit when he smelled the aroma of steamed crabs, but that happened when Qin Luo was very young.

Since Qin Luo entered junior high school, the symptom of nausea when smelling crabs has eased a lot. In the second year of junior high school, he could eat spicy crabs, and in the third year of junior high school, he also followed the trend and ate crab roe soup dumplings.

Qin Luo vomited after eating the crab roe soup dumpling, either because it was too unpalatable or because the ingredients were too good.

Speaking of which, Qin Luo hasn't eaten crab roe food for a year.

After brushing his teeth, Qin Huai sent a message to Qin Luo.

Qin Huai: Luoluo, I will go back to Shanshi in December. Do you want to try the crab roe steamed buns? Brother, I just learned it. It's delicious.

Qin Luo replied immediately.

Luo Luo: Eat!!!!!!!

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows.

Playing with mobile phone during morning self-study.

Deduct two days of snacks during winter vacation! .
After Qin Huai finished washing up, he slowly ate two tangerines. Maybe because he ate tangerines on an empty stomach in the morning, Qin Huai felt a little sour, so he ate a banana and then slowly went out.

When Qin Huai went downstairs, he ran into Gong Liang who was jogging back.

At this time, I don’t even know if running can be considered morning jogging. Qin Huai thinks that anything before breakfast counts.

Thanks to the group of uncles and aunts who do morning jogging in the Yunzhong Canteen, Qin Huai knows a lot about morning jogging even though he has never done it before.

He took a look at Gong Liang's sportswear, sneakers, and the small bag around his waist that contained his cell phone and sweat towel. He saw the fine beads of sweat on his forehead that were almost invisible to the naked eye, and the collar that was blocked by his coat collar was obviously sweaty.

This is really for morning jogging.

Qin Huai greeted with a smile: "Mr. Gong, I'm back from jogging this morning."

Gong Liang smiled and nodded: "After running around for a few laps, this area is still the same. It hasn't changed much in decades."

"You have a really good habit of jogging in the morning. You run a few laps every morning, come back to take a shower, change clothes, and then go to Huang Ji across the street for breakfast." Qin Huai exclaimed.

"I'm used to it." Gong Liang smiled. "When I was working as a salesperson after graduating from technical secondary school, an old colleague told me that we need to have good legs and feet to do our job. If we encounter robbers on the road, we can save our lives by throwing the goods away and running away. I was so scared that I would practice running every day after work and before work. I got used to it after running. I would feel uncomfortable if I didn't run."

Qin Huai was stunned.

Gong Liang laughed at Qin Huai's expression. "Master Qin, I was just kidding you. When I was a salesperson, sales were not that dangerous. Besides, I traveled all over the country to sell silk, so I didn't have to go to the countryside to collect goods. I just like running and exercising. I've been eating too much good food and sitting still for years. In the past two years, my physical examinations showed high numbers in all kinds of things. If I don't move, I won't be able to spend the money I earn."

Qin Huai then regained his normal expression and joked with a smile: "I almost asked you if you outran the robbers."

Gong Liang laughed twice more and asked, "Master Qin, when do you think it would be best for me to go to Huang's for breakfast?"

"About 40 minutes later, the crab roe steamed buns should be ready by then. You were away yesterday, and the crab roe steamed buns tasted normal. Don't worry, you won't taste the same taste as the last two times this morning."

Faced with Qin Huai's repeated assurances, Gong Liang immediately said how could he doubt Master Qin? Master Qin's cooking skills were definitely impeccable, and he only needed to arrive at Huang Ji on time and wait for the meal.

The two separated, and Gong Liang went upstairs humming a song happily.

If numerical values ​​could be displayed in real life, then a bold font with favorability +10 should pop up above Qin Huai and Gong Liang’s heads on time.

Because of the chatting, some time wasted, and when Qin Huai arrived at Huang Ji, Zheng Siyuan had already started kneading the dough.

"Good morning." Zheng Siyuan greeted calmly as always.

Qin Huai went to pick crabs and shrimps. When he came back after picking crabs, he found that Zheng Siyuan was already preparing the meat filling.

Or wonton meat filling.

To be honest, Qin Huai sometimes thinks Zheng Siyuan is quite boring. Huang Ji's chefs often have stereotypes about white case chefs as boring and workaholics, and it can't be blamed entirely on Huang Ji's staff.

There are not many pastry chefs they are familiar with, and the one they saw the most before Qin Huai came was Zheng Siyuan.

Qin Huai felt that when Zheng Siyuan was in Yunzhong Canteen, he was not as much of a robot as he is now. It might be because there was a lot of work in Yunzhong Canteen, and Qin Huai could come up with some fancy things from time to time, sometimes asking for dough, sometimes asking for research, so that Zheng Siyuan couldn't set the program.

Now back in Suzhou, Zheng Siyuan’s pastry shop is still under renovation, so he can only stay at Huang Ji to make snacks. He began a life of copying and pasting every day.

I make wontons in the morning, fresh meat mooncakes and Dingsheng cakes in the morning, occasionally switching to fresh meat mooncakes and shortbread, and go home in the afternoon to study flipping the spoon.

It's the same every day.

He doesn't rest either.

Huang's has 4 days of normal holidays every month. If there are special circumstances, such as accidents at home, the chef himself is sick or injured, etc., he can take leave individually.

Normal people need to rest, even Huang Shengli needs to rest, and so does Qin Huai. When Qin Huai was his own boss at Yunzhong Canteen, he would occasionally give himself a day off.

But Zheng Siyuan didn't rest.

According to Dong Shi, when Zheng Siyuan opened the pastry shop, it was open every day of the year. Even on New Year's Eve, the shop would open in the morning, sell out at noon, and close in the afternoon. Rain or shine, there was rarely anything that could stop Zheng Siyuan from opening the shop to sell pastries. His professionalism was touching.

Qin Huai began to process the crabs and shrimps, taking out the meat while asking, "Siyuan, don't you get tired of making the same dim sum every day?"

"I just make fewer types of dim sum at Huang Ji. I usually make more types in the store." Zheng Siyuan said calmly.

"Then why don't you change the selling items every day like me?" Qin Huai asked again.

Zheng Siyuan: "...Is it possible that I am not as good at making as many kinds of dim sum as you are?"

"I can't learn anything as fast as you."

Zheng Siyuan began to mix the stuffing: "Sometimes I am very curious, how can you have so many things you want to learn. From Sophora japonica steamed buns to crab roe siu mai, you want to learn everything, and you have learned everything, but you have not mastered every one of them."

"Just when I think you might be acting out of turn, you pick up what you learned earlier and practice it."

Qin Huai thought about it and answered him with an answer that Zheng Siyuan could accept the most: "Maybe it's because... I like to study?"

"I know the limits of my abilities. When I reach a point where I feel it is difficult to improve my current level, I will stop practicing. I will only pick it up again when I feel there is room for improvement."

Qin Huai separated the crab roe and crab meat: "Is this considered an alternative? I know that I am self-aware." Zheng Siyuan did not comment.

"I heard that you learned how to make crab roe steamed buns for Uncle Gong." Zheng Siyuan rarely asked about gossip.

"Yes." Qin Huai nodded affirmatively. "Not at first. I didn't even know there was a snack called crab roe steamed buns before I came to Gusu. At first I was just curious and wanted to learn."

"It just so happens that Mr. Gong also likes to eat crab roe siu mai. You know me, I learned dim sum from childhood to university only because someone liked it. Otherwise, I would have no motivation."

"Mr. Gong has a bone-setting shop card, fruit snacks, and a lot of smart home appliances for my house. He even bought a massage chair two days ago. He did all this just for a bite to eat. It shouldn't be a big deal if I learn to make one or two snacks for Mr. Gong's taste."

"And don't you think crab roe siu mai really suits me? I've never seen a snack that suits me so well and is in line with my taste."

"Siyuan, are you very familiar with Mr. Gong?" Qin Huai asked curiously.

"I had a deep impression of it when I was a child." Zheng Siyuan said calmly, and glanced at the kitchen door quietly to make sure there was no one there before continuing.

"I was very reluctant when I first started learning to cook. At that time, practicing basic skills was hard, tiring and took up time. In addition, my father had already made his first fortune in business, and our family was considered wealthy. My sister was not talented and could not endure hardship, so my parents did not let her learn to cook after she had practiced basic skills for a few months."

"My sister is three years older than me. At that time, I watched her playing at home every day, but I had to hang sandbags and do horse stance to practice basic skills. I didn't want to learn cooking, so my uncle used Uncle Gong's story to motivate me."

"Motivation?" Qin Huai became interested.

Gong Liang's wealthy life, which was as smooth as sailing, actually has a plot that can be used to inspire children.

Zheng Siyuan glanced at the kitchen door again, obviously not used to talking about other people's affairs in public.

"When Gong Bo just graduated from technical secondary school and started working, he actually had a very unhappy life for a few years."

"He was the only son in the family. He was admitted to a technical secondary school with excellent grades. After graduation, he was assigned back to the silk weaving factory and joined the sales department."

"The sales department was a good position, but the silk mill's profitability was very poor at that time, far inferior to the surrounding cotton mills. Gong Bo's mother had asthma and high blood pressure and needed to take medication all year round, and his father suddenly had a stroke and paralyzed half of his body and needed long-term care."

"At that time, Uncle Gong had just started working for more than a year and had just been promoted to a full-time employee. Uncle Gong and his father were the only ones in his family who had jobs, and his father had a stroke and had to retire early."

"When Gong Bo started working, his boss introduced him to a girl, and the two were already at the stage of discussing marriage. But after his father suffered a stroke, the girl felt that Gong Bo's family was too burdensome and that he had no brothers or sisters to help, so they broke up."

"Under the double blow, Gong Bo's morale was very low during that period."

"Uncle Gong was my master's neighbor. At that time, my father and uncle lived in my master's house. They had a good relationship and often comforted each other."

"There was an exhibition in the coastal area that year. The silk weaving factory had a quota the year before, but the quota was cancelled that year due to poor sales. Gong Bo had hoped to get some travel allowance by going to the exhibition, but in the end, he lost the business trip too."

"And then?" Qin Huai had already listened to the story.

Normally, when the story progresses to this stage, the hero would begin to make a comeback and become a sensation.

"It is said that it was my master who advised Gong Bo to strive for as many opportunities as possible, saying that opportunities are earned through hard work. Just because the silk mill failed the previous year does not mean it will not succeed in the future."

"Then Gong Bo fought for the opportunity, and together with their section chief and deputy factory director, he begged the superiors for a place in the exhibition, which was said to be a very corner location."

Qin Huai said that he had seen this plot, and that this was basically the plot of the period novels that Qin Luo liked to read.

"Then... Mr. Gong helped the silk factory to obtain a large order, and from then on he became famous, got promoted and got a raise, and became the head of the sales department?" Qin Huai began to guess the subsequent plot.

"Almost." Zheng Siyuan nodded. "Uncle Gong not only received a large order, but also a foreign exchange order. He became the well-deserved gold medal salesperson of the silk factory. The factory specially approved a large bonus for him. He used the bonus to eat crab roe steamed buns in a state-owned restaurant for a month."

Qin Huai: ...6
It’s connected, it’s all connected, it turns out this is a TV series.

It turns out that in reality, the protagonist of the inspirational novel, after receiving the first bonus earned by his own talents, ate crab roe steamed buns for a month.

Qin Huai was amazed at the TV series at first, then after savoring it for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong and asked, "I admit that this story is very inspiring, but can it be used to encourage children who are just learning to cook and cannot bear the hardship of learning to cook?"

Is your major a bit inappropriate?

If we use this kind of story to inspire children, can they understand it?
Is this plot a bit too complicated for children?
"The point of this story my uncle told me is that as long as you work hard when you encounter difficulties, you can eat crab roe steamed buns for a month." Zheng Siyuan said expressionlessly.

Qin Huai:......

I didn't expect that Master Huang, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also cheated children in the past.

"Then did you eat it?" Qin Huai asked.

Qin Huai saw a hint of dullness in Zheng Siyuan's already expressionless face.

"No." Zheng Siyuan said, "My father was busy with his business at that time and had no time to make snacks for me. I didn't want to do it after 5 days."

"My dad told me to study hard so that I can make it for myself when I grow up and eat it as often as I want."

“By the time my cooking skills were good enough to learn how to make crab roe siu mai, I realized I didn’t like this kind of dim sum at all, so I didn’t really learn it.”

Qin Huai didn't know what to say. He really wanted to pat Zheng Siyuan's shoulder comfortingly, but his hands were full of the fishy smell of shrimps and crabs and it was difficult to stretch out his hand. He could only pat Zheng Siyuan's shoulder mentally.

"You'll get used to it. Adults love to make promises." Qin Huai consoled her, "Luoluo has been eating my promises since she was a child."

"If your dad doesn't make it for you, I will. It's just crab roe steamed buns for a month. It doesn't matter if you're not at Huang's this afternoon. From today on, I will make crab roe steamed buns every morning. We'll eat them for a month!"

"You eat it first every day!"

Zheng Siyuan: …

He appreciated Qin Huai's kindness, but he always felt that Qin Huai was taking advantage of him.

Most importantly, he doesn't like crab roe steamed buns.

Zheng Siyuan glanced at the crab man Qin Huai and the shrimps and crabs he had peeled.

He wants to eat chicken noodle soup.

A few days ago, Qinhuai had a sudden idea to contract the chicken noodle soup for employees' lunch.

The chicken noodle soup that day was really delicious, the one at noon was much better than the one in the morning.

Zheng Siyuan hadn't eaten such delicious hand-rolled noodles for a long time.

Zheng Siyuan pursed his lips, said nothing, and continued to mix the stuffing.

Does he also have to buy something for the house where Qin Huai lives?

Zheng Siyuan thought.

But what should I buy? The house in Qinhuai was not big to begin with, and it had been filled up by Gong Liang during this period.

His dad is really something. If he rented such a small house, he wouldn't have to worry about it if he rented a large three-bedroom house.

(End of this chapter)