The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 238: A Variety of Ways to Die

Compared with the pliers-patterned palace lantern bag, the bunny bag is simply a simple model.

While the Qianhua Palace Lantern Buns were being steamed, Qin Huai easily finished making the rest of the Rabbit Buns. He regained control of his hands and finally no longer had to shout in his heart, "Hurry up and move your hands."

Qin Huai didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he even felt that his hands were more flexible than before.

Of course, this must be Qin Huai's illusion. He has upgraded his skills before, so the effect would not be so drastic.

While Ouyang was in the bathroom, Qin Huai took a look at the upgraded state of his fingering.

Fingering (Intermediate): You finally start shaping the pastry. (9/10000)

Qin Huai:......

Who did he learn this weird game system from? There was no one around him who was so weird.

In any case, as his fingering skills reached the intermediate level, all of Qin Huai's necessary skills (except knife skills) finally got rid of the initial struggle, making the panel look less ugly.

Only when you really brush up on your panel proficiency, do you realize how difficult it is to become a hexagonal warrior like Zheng Da.

Chen Huihong took the bunny bag home and took two packs of cheese sticks from Qin Huai's refrigerator. Qin Huai looked at the time and saw that it was getting late, so he hurried to Gong Liang's house with the freshly cooked jiaohua lantern bag.

Although Ouyang has some problems with his taste, his aesthetic sense is definitely fine.

At least there's nothing wrong with the eyes.

What he said was actually correct. The lace-pinching palace lantern bag made by Qin Huai was a little crooked. This was because Qin Huai's fingering level was not high enough, his hands were not steady enough, and his movements were not skillful enough, so he did not clamp the lace properly, resulting in some lace being long and some being short.

The raw dough was a little crooked, and the crookedness was magnified after steaming.

This is also the reason why the shape of pastry is difficult to make. Every small problem may be magnified during the steaming process. If you want to avoid failure, you must minimize mistakes during the production process.

These two clamp-flowered palace lantern bags are undoubtedly a failure.

But it's not flipped seriously. Although it's a little crooked, you can vaguely see that it's a clamp-flowered palace lantern bag. The shape is still remarkable and not ugly.

Qin Huai knocked on Gong Liang's door.

Gong Liang seemed to be squatting at the door, and the door opened instantly, scaring Qin Huai.

"Master Qin, you've worked so hard to make dumplings for me this late at night. I'm sure I disturbed your sleep."

"Some time ago, a friend of mine recommended me a very useful sleep-inducing aromatherapy. I'll buy it and bring it to you in a couple of days. It's very good for sleep."

As Gong Liang spoke, he swiftly took the plate and tried to bring Qin Huai in.

Qin Huai waved his hand to indicate that he would not go in. It was indeed very late. He said a few words and then went back to wash up and go to bed, otherwise he would be late for work tomorrow.

"Mr. Gong, this is indeed the first time I made this clamp flower palace lantern bag, and I'm not very good at fingering, so it's a little ugly. Please don't mind."

"I don't know what the Qianhua Gongdeng Bao you had before was like. I would like to trouble you to recall and compare it with the previous one. If there are any problems or shortcomings, please tell me on WeChat. I will go back at this time. I will come to pick up the plate tomorrow morning."

"Okay, okay, how can I trouble you to come and get it, Master Qin? I'll deliver it to you tomorrow morning!"

After Qin Huai left, Gong Liang looked at the flower-patterned lantern dumplings on the plate with a touched look on his face, but he just looked at them without eating.

"Old Gong, do you want to eat this bun? It will get cold if you don't eat it now. If you don't, I'll eat it first." Guo Mingzhu couldn't help it any longer.

"I'm trying to recall what the Qianhua Gongdeng Bao I ate before looked like. After so many years, I don't remember much, but I remember that it was very beautiful. Mingzhu, do you remember?"

Guo Mingzhu shook her head and said that how could she remember it? So many years have passed and she couldn't even remember the taste, let alone the appearance.

"Do you want to eat it?" Guo Mingzhu didn't want to recall the past. She just wanted to eat the buns right now.

"Mingzhu, you eat first. I'll try to recall what happened. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to Master Qin." Gong Liang continued to recall.

Guo Mingzhu looked at the buns, then at her husband, thought for a while, gritted her teeth and made up her mind not to eat it. She sat at the dining table and stared at the buns on the plate like Gong Liang, trying hard to recall.

What did the Qianhua Gongdeng Bao we ate back then look like?

I can't remember anything, but I remember that I ate so much Four Happiness Glutinous Rice Dumplings that day. The glutinous rice dumplings were so filling that I couldn't sleep at night.

Qin Huai had no idea how long Gong Liang and Guo Mingzhu reminisced about the lantern bag at night. He only knew that when he woke up the next morning, he saw a long WeChat message from Gong Liang that was like a work report.

Facts have proved that people don’t know how good their memory is unless they push themselves.

Gong Liang's WeChat message was so vivid that it seemed as if there was a flower-patterned palace lantern bag made by Master Jing next to it for comparison.

WeChat is very useful.

Although Gong Liang, as a layman, had no idea of ​​the actual difficulty of making the palace lantern package with clamp flower pattern, Qin Huai could probably tell from his description that the palace lantern package made by Master Jing was better looking than that made by Zheng Da.

Still have to practice.

Damn, there are too many skills to master. Why is it so difficult to become a hexagonal warrior?

After going to Huang's, Qin Huai did not tell Zheng Siyuan about his new discovery last night.

Qin Huai planned to try it a few times himself first, and then tell Zheng Siyuan after making sure that the direction of the trick he guessed was correct.

He also had to give himself a few days to come up with an excuse.

He knew that Chen Huihong was a crazy lady, there was a Taifenglou in Beiping, the chef of Taifenglou was Jiang Chengde, and Master Jing happened to be Jiang Chengde's son Jiang Weijin. So through these relationships, he could establish a connection between Paotun and Fruit Filled Dumplings, and guess the idea of ​​​​having so many raw materials for Fruit Filled Dumplings.

But Qin Huai couldn't say that to Zheng Siyuan.

He had to make up a reasonable reason that any normal human being could accept.

If this reason is based on the great success of his minced fruit filling, then even if this reason is not so reasonable, normal people can accept it.

Ouyang went to buy winter melon candy for Qin Huai. During Qin Huai's afternoon break, he did not make four-happiness dumplings, but instead made hedgehog buns to practice.

The hedgehog bag is at least a little more difficult than the bunny bag.

The clamp-flower palace lantern bag is too difficult. Qin Huai knows that he cannot force things, so he plans to practice the hedgehog bag first to get a feel for it.

When Zheng Siyuan found out that Qin Huai had a new love, he had an expression that said, "I knew you were this kind of person."

Even when they were practicing stir-frying meat in the afternoon, Huang Shengli couldn't help but tease Qin Huai while eating hedgehog buns: "Xiao Qin, the snacks you practiced are too diverse. I see Xiao Tan can't keep up with your pace even though he wants to practice with you. You're making four-happiness dumplings, rice cakes, and hedgehog buns, and Xiao Tan is confused."

Qin Huai could only smile awkwardly: "Isn't it because you are not used to making the same dim sum every day, so when you are practicing dim sum, you should practice a few more to change the feeling?"

Hearing Qin Huai say this, Huang Shengli felt a little ashamed: "It's Huang Ji who dragged you down. Are you tired during this period?"

"Not tired, not tired at all."

It would be a lie to say that I’m not tired, but it’s true that I’m not too tired.

Qin Huai is now making Guo Er full-time. He has no helpers to help him, so he has to do every step by himself. Therefore, although the amount of Guo Er is not too large, the workload is very large. However, Guo Er is a very magical snack for Qin Huai.

It is true that it is difficult and the steps are complicated, but for Qin Huai, it is not that difficult. Shaping is not that difficult, coloring is not that difficult, and after doing it for a long time, I even feel a little bored. There are rarely any problems and I have never encountered any bottlenecks.

If Qin Huai didn't practice making other kinds of dim sum every day, he might really be bored to death from making only Guoer.

Huang Shengli smiled and said, "How can they not be tired? Look at Huang Jia, Qi Tian and the others. They are like zombies after work every day. I have to keep an eye on them and ask them to work less, for fear that they will get sick from being tired."

Huang Shengli keeps an eye on Huang Jia every day to ask him to do less work, and Huang Jia keeps an eye on Huang Shengli every day to ask him to do less work. In a sense, the master and apprentice have achieved a cycle.

"I think everyone is exhausted during this period. There is no end to the money you make, and your reputation has spread. Just now, during the break, Xiao Cao and I discussed it and we think Huang Ji should take a day off so that everyone can have a good rest."

"Xiao Cao suggested that it would be better to take a holiday after a week. After all, all the rooms within 7 days have been booked, and we can also reserve time to notify new and old guests."

"So the holiday is tentatively scheduled for the 16th. If you are free that day, Xiao Qin, go to your Master Zheng's house. Your Master Zheng and I will make you something delicious."

Qin Huai said, "Isn't it a bit too much for me to trouble you and Master Zheng to cook for me even though I'm resting?"

Huang Shengli said repeatedly, "What's so hard about this? Master Zheng, you can't stop now. Once you stop, you will get lazy. He will have the motivation to make snacks when you go over. Otherwise, if I go over alone, he will probably just buy two steamed buns at the gate of the community and send me away."

"Look, you've been distracted by the conversation. The meat is obviously old."

Qin Huai:?!

Fishing enforcement, Master Huang, you have changed!
After practicing the heat, there were only 15 minutes left before work. Qin Huai went outside to buy a cup of milk tea to reward himself. When he came back, he happened to catch Dong Shi at the door chatting with him about gossip.

Last time, Dong Shi was given the task of finding out gossip, but there was no news from him until now. Even in the kitchen at work, Dong Shi avoided Qin Huai.

Seeing that Dong Shi was still trying to slip away, Qin Huai quickly called him: "Dong Shi."

Dong Shi knew that there was no way to avoid it and he could only face the challenge head on.

"How's the information I asked you to find out about Xiao Xu going?"

Dong Shi looked embarrassed.

Qin Huai knew that this task might be a bit difficult, so he comforted her: "It's okay. It doesn't matter if you can't find out. After all, so many years have passed."

According to the memory rules of the game system, Wang Gensheng's memory must be related to Xiao Xu. Qin Huai asked Dong Shi to help him find out, just to know more about the previous situation, so as not to be confused and unable to understand the plot when he first entered the memory.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t find out. At worst, you can just look at it after completing the task.

"I actually found out." Dong Shi's expression became more entangled. "I asked my master and Uncle Zheng. This incident was actually quite famous back then. Not only my master and Uncle Zheng had an impression of it, but even Mr. Gong and the neighbors nearby all had an impression of it. I asked a lot of people, and almost everyone could tell me a few words about it."

"It's just that... everyone's versions seem to be a little different."

Qin Huai:?
Could they be different?
"What do you mean?" Qin Huai suddenly became a little curious.

"That's right." Dong Shi was about to start his performance.

"After much inquiry, I can confirm the following:"

"This little Xu's real name is Xu Nuo. He is the youngest son of Director Xu of the cotton mill. Director Xu has an older son who went to the army, leaving only the youngest son at home. Therefore, Director Xu and his wife love this youngest son very much."

"Xu Nuo loves to eat. Whenever he has some money, he goes to state-owned restaurants. He is diligent, sweet-talking, and not arrogant. He also has many friends. It is said that my master's father also likes him quite a lot and often cooks for him."

"He also has a very famous story. His grandmother gave him a sum of money after he graduated from high school. Maybe 780 to yuan, anyway it was a lot, which was for him to find a girlfriend and eat and drink. In the end, he didn't have a girlfriend, so he spent all the money on food and drink. He spent yuan on a recipe for double crab buns and gave the recipe to my master's grandfather, asking him to make double crab buns for him. Director Xu was so angry that he threatened to kick him out of the house."

"Although he was not kicked out of the family, Director Xu issued an ultimatum, asking Xu Nuo to work in the cotton mill or he would not be paid. At that time, the cotton mill was a popular place with the best performance, but Xu Nuo refused to work in the factory and insisted on being a temporary worker in a state-owned restaurant. He wanted to stay in the state-owned restaurant even if he did not get paid."

"If it weren't for his friends helping him, Xu Nuo wouldn't even be able to eat a good meal."

"Then what?" Qin Huai asked.

This sounds like a comedy story about a factory manager's youngest son who loves food.

"And then he died."

Qin Huai:?
The development of this story was really unexpected.

No, there is no foreshadowing at all? Direct death.

Seeing Qin Huai's confused look, Dong Shi quickly explained: "Then there are the parts where the versions are different."

"Xu Nuo's death was actually very sudden, and Director Xu's family refused to talk about it, so no one actually knows how Xu Nuo died."

"I just know that he's dead."

"Some people said he was a speculator and was stabbed to death by his gangsters."

"Some people said that he was showing off his wealth, so he was beaten to death with a brick by a robbing migrant worker."

"Others say he died of an acute illness."

"Some say he was two-timing, dating several girls at the same time, and was pushed into the river by one of the girls' suitors and drowned."

“This is the most unreliable.”

"Some say he was stabbed in the back by his best friend and committed suicide out of frustration."

"Some say he committed suicide because he fell in love with a married woman."

"Of course, what I heard the most was that he might have died in a simple accident. Director Xu was very sad about the loss of his beloved son, and no one dared to ask him unless he said anything, so no one knew the specific reason."

"Anyway, he's dead, but no one knows the exact reason for his death."

Qin Huai:......

Although he knew that saying this was a bit disrespectful to the deceased, it was still, what a rich way to die.

Suicide, homicide, accident.

All done.

There aren't so many different ways of dying in crime dramas.

Dong Shi said in a tangled tone: "I originally wanted to inquire more and filter the information before telling you. This information is too mixed, and some of it seems outrageous to me."

"But Senior Brother Six happened to be in love again these past two days, and I couldn't help but care about him, so I was a little slow in asking for news."

Qin Huai:......

6 ah.

(End of this chapter)