The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 215: Has Qin Huai been working hard secretly? (Additional chapters for Zhuzi's leader's reward!)

“Has the last batch been steamed yet?”

"Statistics, statistics and report the number!"

“How long will it take to be ready?”

“请1102、1103、1104、1105、1106号顾客取餐。”

In the back kitchen of Huang's, Tan Weian felt like he had just finished plowing two mu of land. Although he didn't seem to be doing any heavy physical work, he just kept cooking, mixing, and making dumplings, but he was tired.

When I looked back, I was covered in sweat.

"I'm so exhausted. Even for Zhiweiju, I'm afraid it only has this kind of business during the Chinese New Year." Tan Weian sighed to Gu Li while cleaning the kitchen counter.

Guli packed up slowly and silently without saying anything.

Tan Weian was already familiar with his junior apprentice's taciturn character, and continued, "I heard from Dong Shi that when Qin Huai was in junior high school, his uncle almost wanted to introduce him to our Zhiweiju as an apprentice. If he came to our Zhiweiju, which master would accept him as an apprentice? Master Zhou? Master Li? Master Liu? I think it must be Master Zhou. No other master can compete with him."

"His talent is incredible. God is begging him to eat. When making the four-happiness dumplings a few days ago, he and Zheng Siyuan dared to try such complicated ingredients and even tried different methods."

"I think Yu Yang is almost eager to be noticed by Qin Huai and accepted as his disciple." Tan Weian said with a smile.

Yu Yang is the chef at Zhiweiju who knows a little about massage.

"Master Qin is amazing." Gu Li said suddenly, looking at Qin Huai who was stretching behind the cooking counter and chatting with Zheng Siyuan with a smile.

Tan Weian suddenly realized that he seemed to have accidentally touched the pain point of his junior brother. In terms of talent, Gu Li and Qin Huai are really one in the 18th level of hell and one in heaven.

"Junior brother, what I mean is..."

"Master Qin said that my basic skills are very good, but I haven't mastered them." Gu Li said.

Tan Weian didn't expect Qin Huai to have said this to Gu Li, and was stunned: "This... In fact, several masters have said that you are willing to endure hardships, and your basic skills are very solid."

"It's just that my talent...is a little lacking. I can't figure it out."

Being a chef requires talent.

Diligence can make up for lack of talent, and the early bird catches the worm. These eight words may seem simple, but if you want to truly achieve them, the time and sweat you put in are absolutely unimaginable.

"Master Qin asked me to practice more," Gu Li said. "He said my technique was not right, I had not mastered it, and I could not apply it flexibly because I had not practiced enough."

"Once you have practiced a certain amount, you will be able to do it."

"I think what Master Qin said is right." Gu Li looked at Qin Huai, "Although Master Qin seems a little lazy, he occasionally chats with Dong Shi while making dim sum. He doesn't like to make the same dim sum all the time and always likes to try new things."

"But today I realized that Master Qin actually practiced a lot in private."

"Many things have become muscle memory for him. I think Master Qin is trying to tell me that as long as I practice to his level, I will be able to master them."

"Brother." Gu Li looked at Tan Weian with sharp eyes, "I want to practice for another hour every day!"

Tan Wei'an: "Ah?"

More?

Junior brother, you work 14 hours a day on average, which makes you the most hardworking guy in Zhiweiju. Besides, can your body handle it?

Also, is Qin Huai really the hidden king of volumes?
Tan Weian began to carefully recall Qin Huai's condition at work today.

Calm, composed and efficient.

At first, Tan Weian didn't care, because from the moment he saw "Zhiwei" in the morning, he had already determined that Qin Huai was a big shot, a giant whose dim sum was on the cover of "Zhiwei"'s opening issue of the year.

Tan Weian felt that if he was on the cover of "Taste", he would never look down when he went out from now on, and his eyes would only float up to the sky.

Whatever the boss does is reasonable, and being calm and composed is the boss's basic principle.

But after Gu Li's reminder, Tan Weian finally realized that Qin Huai seemed to be really good at his work.

Qin Huai can keep up with the speed of Zhiweiju's helpers.

This is not an easy task. Zhiweiju is a well-known gathering place for big names, and everyone works very efficiently. It is normal for Zhengda to not be able to keep up, but it is abnormal for Qinhuai to be able to keep up.

Thinking of this, Tan Weian was shocked.

Could it be that Qin Huai has been working hard secretly?
He seemed to come to Huang Ji to work every morning, take a break after lunch, practice something unrelated to case processing in the afternoon, pack employee meals to go to the bone-setting shop to relax, and then go home leisurely. But in fact, he was secretly working hard every day in places where no one could see, and he outlasted everyone.

Tan Weian took a breath.

Qin Huai is so terrifying.

Not only is he talented, he also works so hard.

It's really awe-inspiring.

Qin Huai was twisting his neck.

"I just heard the number being called outside has reached over 1000. How many buns and steamed buns did we make today? How many fresh meat mooncakes did you sell?" Qin Huai chatted while waiting for his meal, full of energy.

"I don't know, I haven't counted." Zheng Siyuan shook his head, "There should be a lot of people who have missed their turn. It's impossible for the passenger flow to reach 1000 people at noon."

After Qin Huai twisted his neck and shoulders, all he needed to do was a set of radio gymnastics.

"Aren't you tired?" Zheng Siyuan was very surprised.

He still remembers when Qin Huai first came to Huang Ji, the customer flow seemed to be a lot, but it was just so-so compared to now. But even with such a small amount of customer flow, Qin Huai was almost exhausted to death at that time.

Now with more helpers, the workload has almost doubled. However, Qin Huai is not exhausted but seems full of energy.

What's going on?
"Not bad." Qin Huai said honestly, "I am definitely tired, but I feel satisfied."

Zheng Siyuan:?
"I don't know why, but I feel that such a large number of customers today is just right for me. It's not easy, but not too tiring either. The atmosphere and environment are very comfortable. I even feel like I can work for another two hours." Qin Huai said that getting off work at one o'clock is Huang Ji's limit, but not his limit.

Zheng Siyuan: ? ?

Zheng Siyuan looked at Qin Huai deeply and said, "You make me feel scared."

"I suddenly don't want to help you make Sanding Buns tomorrow."

Qin Huai's eyes lit up: "Will you help me make Sanding buns tomorrow?"

"Yes." Zheng Siyuan said expressionlessly, "My dad is worried that you will be too tired to adapt tomorrow, so he asked me to help you make some of the Sanding Bao for you."

"I don't think you need my help now. I need you to help me make fresh meat mooncakes."

"I am so tired."

Zheng Siyuan felt that it was time to reopen his beloved pastry shop.

It has been renovated long ago. High-end restaurants are tiring and not suitable for him.

It was Qin Huai who was on "The Taste", so why was he the one who worked so hard in the end?

Qin Huai didn't pay much attention to Zheng Siyuan's slightly desperate expression. He just suddenly realized something.

If Zheng Da helps him make fermented glutinous rice steamed buns tomorrow, Zheng Siyuan helps him make sanding buns, and Huang Shengli works with him to make fruit, then in a sense, all the Huangji chefs and reserve chefs except Huang Jia are helping him or cooperating with him.

Huang Jia was unable to participate in it, not because Huang Jia was unwilling, but because Huang Jia could not help.

After rounding off like this, he became the Master Chef of Huang Ji.

Become a chef.

According to the development of the plot of Shuang novel, the next step is to win over the hearts of the people, seize power, acquire shares, and then take over the position.

Huang's Restaurant was renamed Qin's Restaurant.

"Are you still practicing the fire control in the afternoon?" Zheng Siyuan's words brought Qin Huai back to reality.

Qin Huai shook his head: "Let's not practice today. Master Huang doesn't have time either. He has to discuss the appointment with Foreman Cao this afternoon."

"I plan to go get my bones fixed after dinner, then I'll go home to practice mincemeat and rest and adjust my work and rest schedule. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to adjust my work hours."

"Okay, then I'll go back in the afternoon too." Zheng Siyuan said he understood.

Qin Huai continued to wait for his meal and went to Dong Shi to listen to some gossip.

Dong Shi was describing in vivid detail how long the queue outside was this morning, almost as long as the Spring Festival travel rush.

Qin Huai felt that this was somewhat like a scam. The diners came to eat, not to attack Huang Ji.

Just when Dong Shi was talking about gossip at its climax, a round-faced waiter poked his head in from outside the kitchen and asked quietly, "Is Master Qin busy? One of his neighbors outside said he brought him something and asked Master Qin to check his phone."

Qin Huai walked out directly after hearing this. His cell phone was in the locker room, so he couldn't see any messages.

At the kitchen door, Wang Gensheng and Chen Juan were standing against the wall. Wang Gensheng was holding a bottle of locust flower honey, and Chen Juan was holding two bags, which contained obviously more than two people's worth of fermented glutinous rice steamed buns and three-diced buns.

When Qin Huai came out, Chen Juan was scolding Wang Gensheng and didn't notice that Qin Huai had come.

"Wang Gensheng, Wang Gensheng, what do you want me to say to you? You are so ashamed to take this steamed bun? The old Qian family of four lined up outside at around 9 o'clock, and they gave you half of the steamed buns, and you really took it. Can you eat so much? You are just short of these two buns? When Master Qin returns to Yunzhong Canteen, you will not be able to eat it or what?"

"There's a granddaughter at home. Dad, mom, grandpa and grandma went out to queue for the whole morning and only brought back a few buns. How sad the little girl must be to see this!"

Uncle Wang lowered his head with a face full of shame and confessed: "I just couldn't help it at the moment. I was possessed by the devil. When Lao Qian handed the thing to me, I took it on impulse."

"I didn't want to either. I know I shouldn't have accepted it. I really... I really deserve to die."

Qin Huai:......

It sounds like accepting a bribe of 300 million yuan, not just two bags of steamed buns.

"Uncle Wang, Aunt Chen, why didn't you tell me on WeChat that you were coming to Gusu?" Qin Huai walked forward quickly.

Uncle Wang was still in a confessional tone and hadn't switched to it. He confessed to Qin Huai, "I just came here to have fun and meet old colleagues. Director Ding asked me to bring you a few bottles of acacia honey."

Qin Huai took the acacia honey and said, "It's hard for you to bring it here. Have you eaten lunch?"

"I ate it. No. 555. I bought three steamed buns with fermented glutinous rice wine and three three-piece buns."

"What time is No. 555's queue?" Qin Huai was a little curious.

"The girl at the door said 12:10, but there were many people who had missed their appointments. We walked around with Dr. Qu and got in line at 12:. But the people behind us were slower, and many people who had missed their appointments had to get numbers again on the spot and continue to line up."

"At about 12:40, there were people waiting for their turn. There were more people rushing to buy eggs than at 7am when eggs were on sale at the supermarket."

"Dr. Qu? Is Qu Jing here too?" Qin Huai was a little surprised.

He was busy recently and Qu Jing rarely asked him to buy snacks. He almost forgot that Qu Jing was actually in Gusu.

"Yes, Dr. Qu is off today." The biggest characteristic of Uncle Wang is that he loves to tell the truth, and he always tells the truth.

Qin Huai basically understood it and guessed that Qu Jing was embarrassed to give her special treatment.

"I remember you said you haven't been to Gusu for many years, Uncle Wang. I guess you haven't eaten much of Huang's food." Qin Huai smiled and quickly grabbed a passing waiter. "Please ask Supervisor Cao if he can reserve a table in the lobby for me tomorrow at noon. I have a friend coming to eat."

The waiter nodded, walked quickly to find Supervisor Cao, and came back with a reply in a few minutes.

"Foreman Cao said it's no problem, but Master Qin, your friend needs to be there on time when the door opens, otherwise it will be difficult to arrange."

"Uncle Wang, tomorrow..."

“Yes, yes!”

"Don't worry, I will." Qin Huai said with a smile, and then said to Uncle Wang, "I just heard Aunt Chen say that Old Qian gave you two bags of steamed buns. It should be Uncle Qian who helped introduce you."

"Mr. Qian was also a frequent customer of Huang Ji. I remember that I would sometimes run into him while walking in the neighborhood."

"Tomorrow Huangji will serve new fruit. Only dine-in customers can order it, and each person is limited to one. I might make some other dim sum and I'll serve it to you. I remember that there are five people in Uncle Qian's family. The middle table may be a bit crowded, but it's really inconvenient to arrange a large table. The private rooms are all booked. Uncle Wang, please don't mind."

Uncle Wang waved his hands quickly: "No, it's nothing to mind, you can just hold the bowl and eat at the door."

Chen Juan gave her husband a disappointed look and gave up talking.

"I haven't eaten yet, so I'll go eat first. Uncle Wang, Aunt Chen, have fun in Gusu."

Qin Huai went in after he finished speaking.

Uncle Wang sighed at the door: "Even if Master Qin is famous now, he is still as proper as before."

Chen Juan: ...What kind of crappy description is this?

Uncle Wang immediately called Qian Zhongheng, and I told him that he didn't need to make a reservation for Guanhelou for lunch tomorrow, as he had strong enough connections and had already reserved a table.

At Uncle Qian's house, Qian Zhongheng was still feeling bad about the fermented glutinous rice steamed buns and three-diced buns that he gave away on an impulse when Uncle Wang called.

"What? Master Qin helped me save a seat for the middle table in the lobby?"

"Will it be a bit crowded for 7 people? No, not at all. My granddaughter is so young. She can just sit on her dad's lap and eat!"

Qian Zhongheng’s son:?

"Lao Wang, I knew you were a mature, stable and reliable person when you were an accountant. Don't worry, I will be there on time tomorrow. I will be there at 9 o'clock. I will pretend to have queued up there."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Zhongheng said in full energy: "Come on, son, go buy some fruit for your Uncle Wang! Go to the hotel to see your Uncle Wang in the afternoon!"

"Okay, Dad!"

(End of this chapter)