"Don't make so many dim sum in the future. This place is different from Yunzhong Canteen." Zheng Siyuan warned sincerely, "Two kinds are enough, no more."

"Uncle cooked too much vegetables yesterday, and it seems his waist is not in good condition. I am going to have physical therapy this morning. I will wait for him to come over in the afternoon.

You don’t have to make dim sum anymore. There are more people at night, so no matter what you make, there won’t be enough to sell.”

"Just let nature take its course. Uncle Shi said he would come over in the afternoon to give us instructions on how to cook."

As soon as Qin Huai heard that Huang Shengli was coming over in the afternoon to personally direct the cooking, he felt that he was ready again and could make two more batches of fermented steamed buns.

Forget about the Sixi Dumplings and Wuding Bao, these two are a bit troublesome and I’m tired and don’t want to make them.

"Do you want to learn it too?" Qin Huai asked. He felt that Zheng Siyuan's fire was very good and he didn't need to learn it at all.

If he had Zheng Siyuan's firepower, he would definitely be able to make longevity noodles with a handful of hands, making them A-grade in minutes.

Zheng Siyuan nodded and said firmly: "I want to try the Big Turning Spoon!"

Qin Huai:——?

Qin Huai felt that his pursuit might be a bit low.

He just wanted to try spoon-turning.

On the other side, Zheng Da, who was far away in Hangzhou and was struggling with production line problems, suddenly received a call from an old friend.

As soon as the call was connected, the loud voice of an old friend came from the phone.

"Old Zheng, you are not a good enough friend. You didn't even inform your old friends when you came back to Huangji Restaurant to help out, so we almost missed it."

Zheng Da was confused when he heard this: "What kind of help? I'm in Hangzhou, not in Gusu. You said Siyuan, Siyuan should be helping in Huangji now."

The old friend was stunned: "You're not in Huangji? Then who made the fermented steamed buns for lunch today? And those five-inch buns, crab shell roe, Yuanmeng sesame cakes, and Sixi dumplings. If you didn't make them, who else could make them?

Who else in Suzhou has this skill? Neither does your son. I have eaten the Wuding Bao he made."

As soon as Zheng Da heard the name of the dish, he knew it must be made by Qin Huai, and he couldn't help but feel proud. He was worthy of being his favorite disciple, and he could shock everyone with his skills with just a few moves.

In his heart, he even complained about Huang Shengli, senior brother, what is going on? Let Xiao Qin make so many snacks by himself, what if his future precious apprentice is exhausted? It is simply trivial.

When the old friend saw that Zheng Da was silent, he continued: "You really didn't do it. Then tell me where Lao Huang dug up this great master. He is on a par with you. Could it be that he dug it from Zhiweiju?"

Right? Which master at Zhiweiju has resigned?"

When Zheng Da heard what the other party said, he immediately became furious: "What nonsense are you talking about? What does it mean to be on the same level as me? Do you know how to eat Gong Datou? How can this level be the same as mine? My level must be higher than this!"

If Qin Huai was as good as him, how could he have the nerve to accept Qin Huai as his disciple?

"Where are you?" Zheng Da asked.

"I was waiting for dim sum at Wong Kee. I thought it was you who went to Wong Kee. I was afraid that you would run away after lunch, so I rushed over immediately to buy some. It turned out not to be the case."

"Buy less, don't burden Xiao Qin."

"Oh, the new master is your friend, right? OK, I know what I'm doing, I'll give it up."

Before hanging up, Zheng Da heard the other party ask the waiter:

"Beauty, when will my 20 steamed buns, 30 Wudingbao, 50 Sixi dumplings, 10 Yuanmeng sesame cakes, and 15 crab shell roe be ready?"

Zheng Da:·—·

You’ve never had snacks in your last life, right? You’ve got so many, where’s your hamster?

Zheng Da sent a message to Huang Shengli.

Zheng Da: Senior brother, this is how you take care of Xiao Qin when I ask you to take care of him? Xiao Qin is my future disciple, what should I do if I tire him out???

Huang Shengli, who had just finished physical therapy and was drinking tea leisurely:?

What the hell? When did Qin Huai become Zheng Da’s disciple?

Huang Shengli thought of a new word he learned recently on the Internet, which is very applicable to Zheng Da.

Landing on the moon hits porcelain.
Chapter completed!