Tan Wei'an just said that there are many secret recipes. No matter how good the relationship is, you can't just look at other people's secret recipes.

Not to mention that Tan Wei'an and Qin Huai were actually dispatched by Huang Ji, and they were just temporary colleagues.

"Practice what you like. If you can't practice what Gu Li likes, isn't he your junior brother? Asking people with good connections to help you taste it can gain motivation."

Tan Wei'an thought it made sense and quickly came to Gu Li's side: "Junior brother, do you have any favorite snacks?"

Gu Li looked up at Tan Wei'an, said nothing, and continued making snacks.

Gu Li couldn't understand why the third senior brother had the right to talk about Qin Huai's obsessive skills in making mincemeat. He was a pervert, and he was obviously no better.

Since Third Senior Brother came to Huangji, he has become more and more unreliable.

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That night, Qin Huai made another batch of dumplings with mint filling.

Yesterday’s first attempt determined the general direction, the exchange with Tan Wei’an during the day set the main tone, and the mince filling gnocchi in the evening achieved a huge breakthrough!

It's still not delicious, but it's not that bad.

It's still a bit too sweet. Qin Huai also just started to try to use the taste of winter melon sugar to cover up the taste of other ingredients. The dosage is still too much, and after controlling it, it's better.

But there is a significant improvement compared to before.

Many adults and adults even gave good reviews without conscience.

He said that compared with all the mince-filled gnocchi he had eaten before, the mint-filled gnocchi he ate tonight was delicious.

Although it is still sweet and not delicious, in terms of not being delicious, it is already very delicious or not delicious.

Qin Huai felt that the uncles and aunties had been fooled by the mince-filled glutinous rice balls.

Maybe it's because I haven't eaten delicious food before, so I ate a very explosive version the first time I tried it. Many adults felt that mince filling gnocchi had this flavor, and they were not used to it as outsiders.

After they have defined in their minds what is not delicious for gnocchi with mince filling, what is not delicious is delicious.

Qin Huai continued to try on the third day.

It's still not delicious, but it's improved compared to the second day. It's not that sweet anymore, and Qin Huai feels that he has a little bit of the winter melon sugar content.

On the fourth day, Qin Huai began to try to highlight the taste of other nuts and preserved fruits on the basis of controlling the ingredients used in winter melon sugar.

This is the idea of ​​​​making normal mince filling gnocchi.

The winter melon sugar will cover the taste of most of the ingredients, but not all of it, otherwise it would not be a mince filling gnocchi but a winter melon sugar gnocchi.

On the fourth day, Qin Huai was very careful when making it because he knew that he had embarked on the right path.

He doesn't have to run around like a headless fly like before. When he has no direction, he can be bold, unconventional, and innovative. He can be as happy and as weird as he likes. But after he gets the right direction, the only thing left is to be strict.

I tried to control the variables step by step.

At the end of four days, no one was short of eating dumplings with mint filling.

Every night, rain or shine, they arrived at their posts on time. From Qin Huai's house to Gong Liang's house, they brought their own small benches to stand on. Everyone had a firm attitude and a resolute expression.

He expressed that he would never fall behind and never let Master Xiao Qin down.

Then I secretly formed a small group in which we discussed and decided on which day we should eat the mince-filled gnocchi.

Although it is not as bad as before, it is not delicious either. As expected, different places have different tastes, and foreigners just can't get used to the local tastes.

Then on this day, the adults and aunties were surprised to find that their tastes seemed to be assimilated.

This mince-filled gnocchi that makes people’s heads look so big doesn’t seem so unpalatable.

No, I can’t say it doesn’t taste that bad, it just becomes less bad.

It has become a very normal taste that is acceptable to people.

Of course, it doesn't taste good either.

It is a sweet, ordinary glutinous rice dumpling that is wrapped in glutinous rice and mixed with a lot of nuts. It looks rich and nutritious, but it tastes very ordinary. There is no big problem if you eat one or two.

There are many substitutes. I won’t eat it if there is something delicious, but it doesn’t matter if I eat it when I have no choice.

Grandma Ding is stupid.

She held the bowl, raised the spoon, and looked at the mince-filled gnocchi with a small bite on the spoon, revealing the filling inside. At first glance, the gnocchi seemed quite good, with rich ingredients.

Grandma Ding suspected that she had been self-hypnotizing herself on the way here, and the hypnosis was successful.

On the way here, she kept telling herself that she wanted to encourage Master Xiao Qin, that the dumpling tasted good, that it was acceptable, that she should praise it more, and that she should accept it.

Grandma Ding really wanted to encourage Qin Huai, and she also really wanted Qin Huai to believe that what she said was true, and then give up making dumplings with mint filling and do something else.

Grandma Ding said that even at her age, she had a hard-earned background when she was a child. Although she is now rich and living a good life, she did suffer a lot when she was young.

As I get older, I want to eat something sweet, but I don’t want to eat this kind of sweet food.

It's enough to have Ouyang here to try this kind of food. He's young and can handle it.

Grandma Ding suspected that she had really deceived herself into it, and that her sense of taste had been deceived.

"I think today's glutinous rice balls seem to be okay. Is...is...is it my problem?" Grandma Ding began to doubt life.

A grandmother who did not have a name was also confused: "I don't know, because I think it's okay."

Then the grandma opened her presbyopic eyes wide, stared at the dumplings, and questioned in her soul: "Is this still dumplings with mint filling?"

"How could it..."

"Is it okay?"
Chapter completed!