My son got a five-inch bag.

He picked up the Wuding Bao not because he didn't like the fancy Sixi dumplings, but mainly because he wanted to see why this plain Wuding Bao, which looked no different from meat buns, was so expensive.

The son took the first bite angrily.

I couldn't wait to take the second bite.

I took the third bite intoxicatedly.

I bit off the first one without finishing it - and it was gone.

The son recalled the smell just now and felt a sense of loss, as if a beautiful dream was shattered before it was finished.

He wanted to yell at the waiter angrily and add 4 more buns.

But I can’t shout out, it’s too expensive.

The fermented steamed buns priced at 18 yuan can be eaten as breakfast, but the five-inch buns priced at 65 yuan are really unaffordable.

My son wants to cry a little bit.

Why isn't he a rich man? Why can't his boss pay him more? Boss, do you know that your employees are so poor that they can't even afford steamed buns?

"Gone." The son hiccupped sadly.

Full.

But that fancy dumpling looks delicious, so forget it, I’ll sacrifice my stomach and eat another one.

The son held out his chopsticks.

His dad stretched faster than him.

"Don't force yourself to eat when you're full. You're not a child anymore. Don't you have any self-control?" Qian Zhongheng ruthlessly took away the Sixi dumplings on the plate, took away the half-eaten steamed bun from his granddaughter's hand, and took it away.

I stuffed four happy dumplings into her, "Here,

Mengmeng eats this and gives it to grandpa if he can’t finish it. Let’s not eat the steamed buns for now. Can we take them back and eat them in the evening?”

"Okay." The granddaughter thought the gaudy dumplings looked better, so she happily grabbed the dumplings and gnawed them. She didn't see her father's expression as if he had been struck by lightning.

Son: Dad, I can eat it, I really can eat it! QAQ

Qian Zhongheng’s table was promoted as a tasting, and other guests in the hall also placed orders for four-hide dumplings and five-pack buns.

Of course, the order volume is not as large as the fermented steamed buns we just placed.

After all, the price is here. Even if the food at the next table is delicious, not everyone can accept the 65 buns.

The customers of Huangji Restaurant do not come here for the dim sum at all. Those who come to eat at noon on weekdays are basically regular customers. Everyone knows the level of Huangji Baigan.

When there were chefs from Bai An, their quality was the average level of restaurants on the market, far inferior to that of Hong An.

A person only has one mouth and one stomach. Huang Ji's red case is far better than the white case. Who has nothing to do but put good food aside and eat snacks?

It seems like the situation has reversed somewhat today.

The diners who followed the trend and ate the fermented steamed buns, Sixi dumplings and Wuding buns were suddenly shocked that Huang Ji, the master of Bai An who appeared out of nowhere, seemed to be a bit high.

He came with his own unique craftsmanship.

Some diners have never tasted these Sixi dumplings and Wuding buns, but they have never tasted anything like this.

Some of the elderly regulars who eat the fermented steamed buns can actually tell that they are made by Huang Shengli's lineage. They are definitely the same type of fermented steamed buns made by Master Jing. The craftsmanship is not as good as that of Master Jing, but it is still similar to that of Master Jing. It's pretty good.

Some guests felt they had guessed the truth.

"Could it be that Lao Huang was in poor health and saw that the restaurant business was failing, so he called Zheng Da back to save the situation?" In the 888 box, there was a person from Huangji Restaurant who had attended three wedding banquets hosted by the same couple.

Loyal customers speculated.

This guess was unanimously agreed by most of the guests in the 888 box.

Everyone is a regular customer, having attended wedding banquets, and some even go to Zheng Siyuan's pastry shop to buy pastries on weekdays. They know Zheng Siyuan's craftsmanship very well.

Zheng Siyuan's craftsmanship is good, but there are only a few things he can make particularly well. He certainly can't make Sixi dumplings, Wuding buns, and fermented steamed buns at this level.

A regular customer munched on the fresh meat mooncake: "This mooncake must have been made by Xiao Zheng. Xiao Zheng's pastry shop was renovated and has been closed for a month. I don't know where it went this month. Now it is owned by Mr. Huang

It's possible to call back for help."

"I didn't expect that Zheng Da, who has been in business for so many years, still has such good skills." Someone sighed.

"What do you think? Have you ever eaten at the wedding banquet for the first time Mr. and Mrs. Gong got married? 28 years ago, when Zheng Da first went to sea, all the desserts at the wedding banquet were made by Zheng Da. His craftsmanship is really incredible."

"Compared with his father, Xiao Zheng is indeed a little behind."

"Indeed." Someone agreed while eating Sixi dumplings, "In terms of tricks, they are still not as good as his dad."

"It's a rare opportunity for Zheng Da to cook, please order more, waiter!'

The waiter came in, and the regular customer who ordered the dishes nodded: "Today's new products, fifty of each, take them away.

There’s no rush, but be sure to leave enough quantity for us.”

"Okay." The waiter went to place the order.

This scene was repeated in almost every box. Some people even called their friends and told them that Zheng Da had been dragged back by Huang Shengli to cook. They should not miss it and come to Huangji to pack snacks. It was late.

It's gone.

Suddenly, orders exploded.

Qin Huai was dumbfounded.

Qin Huai suspected that there might be something wrong with the ordering system of Huangji Restaurant. In order to prove his suspicion, he even ran outside and took a look to see if the hall was full.

It was not full at all!

So now the question comes, how do you order 5 times more dim sum for so many customers?

Not 5 times in total, but 5 times for almost everything.

No, do people in Suzhou love snacks so much?

Huangji Restaurant will be closed after opening at noon today and will no longer be in business?

This snack must be bought during the noon time, and cannot be bought at night?

Dear diners, some snacks are delicious only when they are freshly baked. For example, crab shell roe, Yuanmeng Shaobing,

If you order a lot of food and take it home at noon, will it still taste the same if you turn it on in the microwave? Why did you order so much?

Let’s have some food and look at the busy chefs in the back kitchen of Huangji Restaurant. Let’s order some of their specialties. The most important thing is that he doesn’t make so many dishes!

This is the total amount at noon and evening!

You guys have finished shopping at noon, what will Huangji sell in the evening?

Isn't it said that the work at Huangji Restaurant is very easy? Why does Qin Huai feel that the workload is not easy at all?

The foreman is still directing the counting of quantities.

"The final inventory is how much of each item is left, and report the specific number to me. All the dim sum on the electronic menu have been taken off the shelves. If there is any left, we will put it back on the shelves."

"One last count, there can be no mistakes in the numbers!"

"You still want to place an order for private room 666? Tell them that it's gone. It's indeed gone. Can you make a reservation? Tell them that you can't at the moment. Our store has never made a reservation for snacks."

Qin Huai rubbed his face numbly.

To be honest, he is not tired at all now.

When making snacks in the morning, there were professional and considerate helpers to help him, so Qin Huai was really not tired.

But he was tired.

He seemed to have seen the endless life of making snacks.

These customers really buy some snacks.

The amount purchased was really large.

Can Huang Kee Restaurant sell dim sum in the future? You must order a sufficient amount of stir-fried vegetables before you can buy dim sum, otherwise it would be outrageous for this group of people to buy dim sum.

Just eat dim sum, don’t order a single dish.

When Qin Huaigang went outside to take a look, he saw someone sitting on a chair at the door just waiting for snacks. They were not here to eat at all.

There is also a familiar errand boy.

It was so familiar that Qin Huai felt like he was home.

Zheng Siyuan also started kneading the dough.

"Aren't you making glutinous rice cakes?" Qin Huai asked.

Zheng Siyuan said calmly: "I'll help you make something first."

Qin Huai was moved, good brother, let’s stop talking. Although I treated you like a cow and a horse before, but now your uncle treats me like a cow and a horse, we can be considered even.

"Now you know why I don't want to work in a restaurant. Instead, I want to open a pastry shop in front of the community." Zheng Siyuan said.

"I know, I know so much." Qin Huai nodded frantically, "I have never missed my community canteen so much."
To be continued...