The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 277 Do you have another master behind my back?
Zheng Siyuan’s reply made Qin Huai feel that his mastery of stuffing was not in vain. He chatted with Zheng Siyuan on WeChat for a while and shared his experience of making four-happiness dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

By the way, tell Zheng Siyuan not to go to Shan City in the near future. He himself doesn’t know when he will return to Shan City. He should make an appointment after Han Youxin’s birthday party in March.

At that time, Master Zheng will return like lightning and give the guests of Yunzhong Canteen a surprise.

After all, Zheng Siyuan's pastry shop had just been renovated and reopened, but it closed again after only a few days of operation. The neighbors must be wailing.

Zheng Siyuan thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he shared his recent experience in solving criminal cases with Qin Huai on WeChat, and complained about how his father had been forcing him to go on blind dates throughout the Chinese New Year.

Before, Zheng Siyuan and Zheng Da both worked at Huangji. Zheng Siyuan had no time for blind dates, and Zheng Da had no time to look for women for blind dates. Almost as soon as Qin Huai returned home for the New Year, Zheng Da started to play sloppy. He worked hard on making New Year gift boxes for a few days before he went on strike. At the same time, he looked for blind dates for Zheng Siyuan from the third day of the New Year to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

All of them are outstanding women from all walks of life, and many of them are chefs, both professional and amateur.

Qin Huai was stunned, thinking that Zheng Da had quite a wide network of contacts. In the chef circle, there were very few female chefs, whether they were chefs of formal or formal cuisine. Especially for formal cuisine, excellent female chefs were extremely rare.

Zheng Da was able to find this, so he must have something.

At the end of the chat, Qin Huai asked very curiously: Are you attracted to her?
Zheng Siyuan: No.

Zheng Siyuan: They are all bad at cooking and I have nothing in common with them.

Qinhuai: 6
While chatting with Zheng Siyuan, Tan Weian also replied to the message.

Tan Weian's emotions were simple: shock, shock, shock and jealousy.

To sum it up in two words: WTF.

The screen was full of "WTF" and "Brother, what kind of magic medicine did you take? Is this reasonable?" Qin Huai's eyes hurt from the noise. Qin Huai replied, "I'll make it for you next time we meet" and ended the chat.

The third person to reply was Huang Shengli, who called directly.

Huang Shengli's phone call was very structured and meaningful. He first said Happy New Year, exactly the same as he said on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, and then asked about Qin Huai's life during the New Year. When he learned that Qin Huai had stayed in the kitchen making four-happiness dumplings throughout the New Year, he was both pleased and concerned about his health, and told him not to get too tired and to get enough rest, otherwise he would easily develop a chronic illness.

Finally, they talked about the minced meat that Qin Huai sent him. They talked about every step of making the minced meat in detail, and finally said with relief:
"Xiao Qin, you can make amazing progress even without anyone to guide you. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. Does Luo Luo give you such great motivation? You can make such obvious progress just because your sister loves to eat."

Qin Huai knew that Huang Shengli said this in a joking tone, so he smiled and replied: "I can't help it, Master Huang, you know, I made snacks since I was a child because Luo Luo wanted to eat them."

Although this time it was for the birthday party in March and for Chen Gong’s side quest.

It's okay. Qin Luo has eaten a lot of four-happiness dumplings these days. He almost vomited a few days ago. It's nice to let Luo Luo take the blame occasionally.

"Xiao Qin, you are doing..."

"I'm playing with my phone in the sun in the yard." Qin Huai said, "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I've been making four-happiness dumplings for a while and I've been a little confused. Today I finally made such a beautiful meat filling. I took the pictures and then came out to bask in the sun. Now the fillings are still in the kitchen and haven't been packed yet."

Huang Shengli's hearty laughter came from the phone: "It's good to bask in the sun. It's the right time to bask in the sun in winter. I won't disturb you from resting, Xiao Qin. If you encounter any problems while cooking, feel free to send me a message. If I don't reply in time, call your Master Zheng. Your Master Zheng is free."

"Okay." Qin Huai hung up the phone and continued playing with his phone.

On the other end of the phone, Huang Shengli, the chef of Huang's Kitchen, held the phone and looked at Zheng Da, who was standing opposite him and listening attentively, and said helplessly, "Hang up."

"Brother, why didn't you ask the question I asked you to ask?" Zheng Da said anxiously, "Xiao Qin's talent is good, but it's definitely not this good. How could he make the meat filling like this by himself in such a short time?"

"Someone must have given him some advice. I can tell at a glance that this meat filling has been specially processed using a unique secret recipe."

"And have you noticed that since the sixth day of the New Year, Xiao Qin has not sent us any WeChat messages asking questions about cooking, not even sharing anything."

"Could he have met another master during the Chinese New Year?"

"Are there any other famous chefs in Guangdong Province who are from the same place as Qinhuai? No, I have to check their hometowns. Who are they? Why don't they stay in the restaurant to work during the Chinese New Year and go home to celebrate the New Year? I have to find out who went home for the New Year."

Zheng Da was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Huang Shengli was helpless: "I didn't see you working hard when Xiao Qin was here, but you couldn't help but slack off after just two days. Why are you so anxious now?"

“Isn’t it normal for Xiao Qin’s talent to be noticed by a passing master?”

"No, now..." Huang Shengli interrupted Zheng Da: "Just tell me whether the stuffing he sent today is beautiful or not?"

"Beautiful, so beautiful. If Xiao Qin could make such beautiful fillings when I met him for the first time in Shan City, I would not have thought of becoming his master." Zheng Da considers himself a genius in pastry cooking. Faced with a genius, he wants to take him as his apprentice, but faced with a genius among geniuses, he is left with only self-knowledge.

"If Xiao Qin continues to stay at Huang's to communicate, how long do you think it will take him to make such beautiful fillings?" Huang Shengli asked again.

This question left Zheng Dawen silent.

It was difficult for Zheng Da to answer.

After a long while, Zheng Da said honestly, "I can't do it."

"This stuffing obviously has a unique secret recipe. I don't have it, so I can't teach it. If Xiao Qin relies on himself to figure it out, he may not be able to figure it out in ten, twenty, or even thirty years."

"Look." Huang Shengli slowed down his tone, "I'm the case manager and you're the case manager. You should be able to understand better than me. The meat filling in the photo Xiao Qin sent is so beautiful. Besides the fact that his stuffing skills have improved a lot, it's mainly because of the new secret recipe he learned."

"This secret recipe sold at a small vendor is called a century-old family tradition."

“For an ordinary chef, this is called a special skill.”

"Even for a famous chef, it is also a unique secret recipe. Ask yourself, if you can tell from the photo that the secret recipe has such a great effect on the meat filling, would you teach it to anyone other than your own disciples?"

"If you, Zheng Da, had not been doing business and had been a chef all these years, and had spent your whole life figuring out such a secret recipe, would you have given it to Xiao Qin when you first met him?"

Zheng Da was directly silenced by Huang Shengli's series of questions, and silence was his answer.

"So what even if Xiao Qin meets a new master? This master has cooking skills and is generous and magnanimous. As Xiao Qin's Master Zheng, shouldn't you be happy that Xiao Qin meets this new master?" Huang Shengli asked with a smile.

Zheng Da sighed deeply: "Brother, is there no hope for me?"

"You've already lost your chance." Huang Shengli spoke bluntly, piercing his junior with the sharp knife of words.

"You should be thankful that you knew Xiao Qin the earliest. You are always the first Master Zheng to discover him."

"Even if there are Master Wang, Master Zhang, Master Zhao, and Master Li behind him, you, Master Zheng, and I, Master Huang, are still ahead of him."

"There is evidence of this in the book 'Knowing the Taste'."

After Huang Shengli's guidance, Zheng Da became cheerful again and took out his mobile phone to check the air tickets.

Huang Shengli took a look and saw tickets to Sanya.

Huang Shengli:?

"Alas, I've been so busy lately. There's nothing else I need to deal with in business, so I'm going to the beach to relax for a while."

Then Zheng Da called his wife: "Hey, honey, should we take our daughter and Yi Yi to Sanya to stay for a while in the next two days? Didn't you tell our daughter a few days ago that you haven't traveled for a long time?"

"Factory? The factory is fine recently. If there is any problem, I can fly back."

"Siyuan? Siyuan will definitely not go. He has to be urged to go on a blind date. He wants to be stuck in his pastry shop. Let's go."

"Okay, you talk to your daughter, I'll check out the hotel."

Huang Shengli: …

It was unnecessary for him to say what he just said.

Zheng Da, you are a lazy donkey who can only make snacks a few times a year. Without the carrot of Qinhuai hanging in front of you, you won't pull it even if you are ground.

"Brother, are you going?"

"roll."

(End of this chapter)