Abnormal Food Article

Chapter 110 Master Qin Feng Ping was murdered

Shortly after Zhang Shumei took the apple noodles over, Luo Jun sent Zheng Siyuan a 5-star praise on WeChat.

After Qin Luo also came back from school, he successfully ate the apple noodle fruit that had become cold and stale, and enthusiastically gave it a 15-star rating.

She posted it to WeChat Moments three times and gave it three 5-star reviews.

At the same time, when Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan were not present, he uttered wild words and wanted to recognize Zheng Siyuan as his elder brother. Qin Huai felt aggrieved and moved back to become the second elder brother.

After all, the second brother didn't make much delicious food during this period, so he was just a cakewalk.

On the morning of the second day, Qin Luo paid the price for his arrogance - he could only eat the vegetable buns made by Qin Congwen.

You can't eat any meat buns.

You can’t eat the food made by Chen An either.

Zheng Siyuan’s wontons are even more unthinkable.

"Brother, I was wrong. Brother, I was really wrong!" Qin Luo took a bite of the vegetable bun, and his sad words were filled with emotion and no technique.

"Don't be wrong, Mom said you didn't do well in the in-class test last week. It's just a good time to eat less meat and healthy food in the morning." Qin Huai ruthlessly pushed the tea eggs to Qin Luo, "Why don't you leave quickly? If you are late, you won't be able to catch the bus. ”

Qin Luo knew that he couldn't cry anymore for the five- and three-cube buns, so he stopped pretending to cry, took the tea eggs, rolled them on the table and peeled off the eggshells at the speed of light.

After the performance of swallowing eggs, Qin Luo drank another bowl of soy milk and asked, "Brother, can you still eat the above...noodles of fruit when you come back from school in the afternoon?"

"That one is called Nian Guo'er." Qin Huai angrily pushed the cut and boxed fruit to Qin Luo, "I can't leave it without you."

"Okay!" Qin Luo went to school happily.

Qin Huai continued to shape the red bean paste buns.

After winning the first battle yesterday, Qin Huai felt that he was very talented in fingering. He was simply an ordinary little **** genius with a high enthusiasm for learning. Today he made a decision that went against his ancestors -

You don’t need a mold to make animal bean paste buns, just make them with your own hands!

The effect is not very good.

Qin Huai felt that from a technical perspective, the difficulty of animal bean paste buns was much lower than that of noodle buns, but when he actually started to squeeze it, the finished product he made was far inferior to the mold.

No feeling.

I don’t have the feeling of being at home like a fish in water when making noodles.

Zheng Siyuan wrapped the wontons in silence. Seeing Qin Huai finally fighting with the animal bean paste buns like a beginner, he felt a lot more balanced.

A beautiful and compact wonton was born in Zheng Siyuan's hands, and Chen An's eyes widened when he saw it from a distance.

Although Qin Huai is very skilled in making pastries, he doesn't have much work. His movements when making dough are relatively simple. At most, it makes people feel that when kneading dough, his movements are very smooth and smooth. This may also be because Qin Huai doesn't make wontons very much.

But Zheng Siyuan is different. When Zheng Siyuan makes wontons, it really makes people unable to take their eyes away.

You feel his hands turning this way, that way, and in the blink of an eye, a delicate wonton is thrown into the bowl.

In addition, Zheng Siyuan usually has no expression, and his blank eyes can tell that he is in a daze, and he is habitually blank when making wontons. The scene of making wontons looks very awesome.

Chen An's hands began to learn involuntarily.

"Xiao Chen, don't learn." Zhao Rong is someone who has been here and is very experienced. "You can't learn."

"Sister Zhao." Chen An nodded, still staring at Zheng Siyuan's hand, "Mr. Zheng... was he an employee of the cafeteria before? Why do I feel like everyone knows him."

"Xiao Zheng is Huaihuai's friend and netizen." Zhao Rong explained while wrapping her buns. Before Zheng Siyuan came, Zhao Rong was making wontons at this time. Now that Zheng Siyuan is here, the wontons made by Zhao Rong can no longer be sold. After all, there are only so many customers having breakfast in the cafeteria in one day, and the audience for wontons is only that small.

"Huaihuai was practicing a certain type of steamed buns before and couldn't make them. Xiao Zheng and his father, Master Zheng, came over to stay for a while to exchange and learn together. After the steamed buns were made, Xiao Zheng and the others went back. Sometimes I couldn't figure out what Huai Huai was doing. What was Huai thinking? He spent so much time practicing that steamed bun, and then stopped doing it." Zhao Rong shook her head, "I don't know why I practiced it."

Chen An didn't care. In Chen An's opinion, the boss must have a reason for making a snack.

"Sister Zhao, I also heard that Master Zheng made a snack that looked particularly like an apple yesterday afternoon. Before Luo Luo picked up the snack, she always thought it was an apple. Is this true?" Chen An then asked.

"Of course it's true. You didn't add Luoluo on WeChat? Oh, yes, you came late."

"If you ask Huaihuai, it's true. I heard Master Zheng say that he came here specifically to teach Huaihuai how to make that kind of fruit. Although Master Zheng is not short of money, he also has his own shop in Suzhou. I The online class that Huaihuai took during this period was also very good. If there is anything that cannot be taught through video, Master Zheng must come over for a special trip. This is not a nuisance... eh!"

"Master Zheng, are the wontons in the pot ready? Can I have a bowl first? I haven't eaten anything since I've been busy all morning. I'm already hungry."

Upon seeing this, Qin Congwen immediately said: "Oh, I seem to be a little hungry too, little Master Zheng, can I have a bowl too?"

Before Chen An could react, he thought that Brother Qin and Sister Zhao were hungry very early today. He was still wondering whether he should work overtime for a few hours in the afternoon to see what the noodle fruit was. Zhao Rong and Qin Congwen ate it. On.

Two bowls of bubble wontons. The wontons looked very cute floating in the bowl.

The soup is the soup stock Qin Huai made yesterday. It is not as good as the soup stock made by Zheng Da Diao, but it is enough for making wontons.

The soup is delicious, the skin is thin and the filling is sufficient. Sprinkle with chopped green onion and dried shrimps, and stir it slightly with a spoon.

Bliss.

Zhao Rong and Qin Congwen had dinner.

Qin Huai also started dinner.

He doesn't know how to make bubble wontons. If he wants to make bubble wontons, he has to specialize in making wonton wrappers. Qin Huai has too many things to practice recently, and he doesn't have any extra time to devote to wontons. If he wants to eat bubble wontons, he can only eat more when Zheng Siyuan comes.

"Siyuan, it's a pity that you don't open a breakfast shop." Qin Huai sighed while eating, "Your wonton making skills are amazing."

Zheng Siyuan:…

Is there a possibility that he is the pastry chef of Bai An?

Zheng Siyuan looked at Qin Huai, who until now thought he was the chef of the breakfast shop.

Forget it, it doesn’t make sense to this guy who loves to sell breakfast.

Zheng Siyuan still hasn't figured out why Qin Huai said he didn't want to get up early, but his body was honest and got up at 4 o'clock every morning to work.

Zheng Siyuan, who got up to work at 6 o'clock, yawned.

When he stops running a pastry shop, he must find a job that starts at noon and allows him to make pastries.

After eating the wontons, Qin Huai continued to shape the bean paste buns.

On that day, all the customers who came to Yunzhong Canteen to buy cute animal bean paste buns as usual had a doubt in their minds -

Is the mold broken today?

Why are today's animal bean paste buns uglier than before?

Did Master Qin make it?

(End of chapter)