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Chapter 125 Violating the ancestral formula

"These two recipes of yours...are similar to what my dad taught me." Zheng Siyuan stood in front of the cooking table, frowning at the recipe Qin Huai sent him via WeChat, "The ingredients are exactly the same."

"Is it such a coincidence?" Qin Huai was a little surprised. He searched for many recipes online and knew that there were very few recipes with exactly the same ingredients.

"Are all the old prescriptions similar? Luo Jun bought this 60 years ago. At that time, there were no gram scales, and it was impossible to be accurate to how many milliliters or temperatures." Qin Huai guessed.

"It's possible, but I guess the master that Mr. Luo bought his son from and my master should be from the same sect." Zheng Siyuan said, "Information was closed at that time, and Fang Zi almost said that the sects were also the same. Going back further, it might still be taught by the same master.

Come out."

Zheng Siyuan put down his mobile phone: "It's a pity that this recipe was bought sixty years ago. Otherwise, you can ask the master who sold it about his apprenticeship."

Zheng Siyuan began to knead the dough.

Seeing that Qin Huai stopped chatting and started working, An Youyou quickly brought over a large pot of minced meat and asked: "Master Xiao Qin, Master Xiao Zheng, is it okay to chop the meat to this level?"

Zheng Siyuan looked at it and nodded: "Okay."

An Youyou trotted back to work.

Zheng Siyuan glanced at the people in the kitchen.

As soon as An Youyou returned to the cooking table, she continued to make buns, Qin Congwen was mixing the stuffing, Chen An was kneading the dough, Zhao Rong was chopping vegetables, and Qin Huai was fishing.

It's not accurate to say it's fishing, after all, Qin Huai has theoretically done the work.

At this point in time, Qin Huai had not only steamed the first batch of Sanding Bao and Wuding Bao, but also kneaded the dough for making fermented steamed buns, and even mixed the filling of shrimp and crab shell yolk. He completed the task at a superb level.

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Zheng Siyuan looked at the time, 6:10, he was not late either.

"Did you come early today?" Zheng Siyuan asked.

"No, I'm still more than 10 minutes late today. Don't you know that I was frying stuffing in my dream last night? The stuffing I fried, the oil on the surface, the control of moisture, and the soup.

The ending is simply...excellent!" Qin Huai thought deeply about his dream last night, "I was a little reluctant to get up this morning, so I went out late."

Zheng Siyuan could only use 6 points to express his incomprehension.

"Why do I feel that everyone's work is progressing very quickly today?" Zheng Siyuan asked next.

Normally at this time, Chen An, Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong would all be still making buns. It was obvious that one batch of buns had been finished and they were making fillings for another batch. The progress could be said to be much faster.

"Oh, maybe it's because Yoyo is here." Qin Huai said, "My mother told me that Yoyo was working as a kitchen helper on her first day today. She was so excited that she couldn't sleep and came to work at 2:30."

"Although her dough kneading skills are worse than my dad's, she works quickly and knows a lot. She can chop and wash vegetables, mince meat, mix stuffing, make buns, dumplings, and siomai. When I arrived in the morning,

The two of us have prepared all the ingredients for making snacks this morning." Qin Huai said, and then pointed at Chen An.

"Chen An may have been infected by Youyou, and his efficiency today is also very high."

"I'm really worried that they have too many buns and won't be able to sell them all."

Zheng Siyuan could only shake his head, saying that he didn't understand the matter of coming to work at 2:30.

It's all the fault of these people who make breakfast. It seems that he, who comes to work at 6 o'clock, is out of tune with everyone.

Zheng Siyuan was not affected by the work efficiency of the new Juan King. He still followed his own rhythm, making wontons first and then snacks, methodically and never involuntarily.

An Youyou was transferred to a new job as a kitchen helper on her first day, and she was a little reserved when she sat with everyone eating bubble wontons.

Although Yunzhong Canteen provides three meals a day, the food provided by the kitchen staff, especially the breakfast chef like Chen An, is different from that of the waiters outside.

Chen An can eat three-cube buns, five-cube buns, bubble wontons, and crepe wontons for breakfast. When he is tired from working in the morning, he can order one or two snacks from Qin Huai. The waiters outside are not treated so well.

Breakfast usually consists of steamed buns made by Chen An or Qin Congwen. When Qin Huai makes new products, he will ask everyone to try them, but if he wants to eat snacks every day, he will most likely have to eat chicken cakes that are not sold in the cafeteria.

This was the first time An Youyou ate the crepe wontons made by Zheng Siyuan in the morning.

I was so excited that I ate three bowls. I was full and couldn't eat the bubble wontons anymore.

Regretful, An Youyou wished she could give herself two big mouths.

Qin Huai still remembered that An Youyou wanted to be an apprentice at first, and he didn't mind spending extra time to train outstanding employees.

"An Youyou." After An Youyou finished eating the wontons and washed the dishes consciously, Qin Huai stopped her, "Did you always do this at home before?"

An Youyou nodded: "Basically, I do whatever my parents are too busy to do. Occasionally, I have to make deliveries and buy groceries."

"Then is there anything you want to learn?" Qin Huai asked.

After watching the video teaching for so long yesterday afternoon, Qin Huai deeply felt that Jiang Weiming's cooking method was very good. If you are used to teaching people the movements, you will unconsciously slow down. Slowing down means being more focused, and you will not make mistakes if you focus.

Qin Huai wants to give it a try.

An Youyou hesitated for a moment and asked very quietly: "Can I learn it as long as I want to?"

Qin Huai:?

Is this something you want to learn?

"What do you want to learn?"

"Five Ding Bao!" An Youyou said without hesitation.

Qin Huai was a little surprised: "Why?"

"Because the five-ounce bag is expensive!" An Youyou said categorically, "I heard from Master Chen this morning that the breakfast chef has a commission on the turnover. A five-ounce bag is 35. The more commissions, the more money you will get. I want to learn from someone who earns more money!"

Qin Huai: ...What a simple reason. How much do you love money? Your parents...

Well, your parents are also outrageous. They only give you 200 for a month's work. It's normal to love money.

"Okay." Qin Huai nodded.

As soon as these words came out, Chen An and Zheng Siyuan, who were quietly eavesdropping on the side, were stunned. Chen An opened his eyes wide in surprise, with disbelief on his face and regret written on his face.

Translating his expression, it probably means: Damn it, that’s okay, you can learn Wu Dingbao if you want to, boss, I want to be an apprentice too!

"But you have to learn it backwards. I don't have time to practice kneading dough recently, so you may have to cook the stuffing first and then start by frying the stuffing."

"As for me, I'm not very good at teaching. I'll do it slowly while you watch from the side. If you don't understand, just ask. Do you understand this teaching model?"

An Youyou nodded.

Chen Anxin moved.

Chen An felt that since he was already one step behind, he could not fall behind another step. It was better to act than to move his heart, so he took action!

Chen An quietly stepped forward, mustered up his courage, and asked, "Master Xiao Qin, ah no, boss, can I apply for transfer?"

Qin Huai:?

"I want to change my job and become an apprentice!" Chen An said sincerely, "I also want to learn Wu Dingbao!"

Qin Huai:......

"There is no need to change positions, you can just watch from the side. But you two can't affect the daily work. Our kitchen is already under a lot of pressure. We rely on you to make ordinary steamed buns, steamed buns, siomai, fried dough sticks, wontons, chicken cakes, and steamed cakes.

Two."

"Don't worry, Master Xiao Qin. I found a small room very close to here yesterday. The rent is cheap. It only takes less than an hour to ride an electric car."

"I can get up early in the morning and come over at 2:30 to finish the work first."

Chen An:?!

"I can also come over in advance and finish the work first." Chen An immediately expressed his position.

Qin Huai: "...That's not necessary. You can come to the store as normal. If you come too early, it will seem like I am working late."

Zheng Siyuan no longer wants to talk.

He really doesn't know much about making breakfast.

Chen An and An Youyou went back to work enthusiastically, and Qin Huai continued to make snacks. Zheng Siyuan was also silently making snacks. After enduring it for about 10 minutes, Zheng Siyuan finally couldn't help but ask:

"Why do you want to teach me how to cook stuffing first?"

Zheng Siyuan couldn't understand how anyone could teach others his own shortcomings first. Qin Huai's Huo Hou didn't have much room to teach others.

"Actually, Mr. Luo gave me three recipes yesterday. I think you may not like one of the recipes, so I plan to practice it myself first. The core point of that recipe is stir-fried stuffing." Qin Huai explained.

Zheng Siyuan frowned. He felt that Qin Huai had slandered him somewhat.

How could there be a recipe he didn't like? He is a very tolerant pastry chef.

Zheng Siyuan asked, and Qin Huai said so.

Zheng Siyuan:……

Zheng Siyuan took a deep breath.

Zheng Siyuan feels that although he is tolerant, the world is a bit too crazy.

No, how could there be noodles with this formula in this world???

It’s still the same recipe from 60 years ago!

What happened to the Bai case world 60 years ago?!

"I told you, you probably won't like this formula too much, so I plan to practice it myself." Qin Huai comforted Zheng Siyuan.

"No." Zheng Siyuan took another deep breath, "I'm very interested in this recipe. I want to try what the noodles will look like."

He wanted to see what kind of results this recipe that went against his ancestors could produce.
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