Abnormal Food Article

Chapter 200: There is not much time left for Zheng Da

At noon that day, Zheng Da almost died of exhaustion in Huang Ji's kitchen.

Qin Huai felt that he was just generally tired. Although there were many customers queuing up outside, Huangji's kitchen was not like Yunzhong Canteen. Qin Huai stayed in the kitchen out of sight and did not feel much pressure.

And the foreman Cao is indeed very professional. When Huang Ji buys dim sum without any purchase limit, he can roughly calculate how many guests can buy the dim sum left in the kitchen, and reasonably persuade the customers who are stubborn and queuing without fear of death.

Of course, Huangji does not have no purchase restrictions at all.

The last time Gong Liang was able to sit at the door and shout for 50 rice dumplings was because Huang Ji didn't have many customers at that time, and there weren't many people queuing up. He could buy hundreds of dim sum by himself without affecting the rush of people behind him.

In this situation, let alone 50 fermented steamed buns, just 25 fermented steamed buns. Anyone who weighs less than 200 kilograms must weigh before speaking.

The uncle's advice to Xu Cheng not to buy too much, otherwise he might be beaten was not an empty lie.

"Xiao Qin, how are you? Are you tired? Can you still hold on this afternoon?" Huang Shengli walked to Qin Huai and asked softly while Qin Huai was carrying a bowl to eat the staff meal.

Most of the time, Huang Shengli is smiling in the kitchen.

But this kind of smile also depends on the situation. Many times, smiling is Huang Shengli’s subconscious reaction. As a gentle middle-aged man and the actual person in charge of Huang Ji’s kitchen, Huang Shengli needs to convey his encouragement to everyone through this expression. .

Sometimes, this smile comes from the heart, and coupled with a gentle voice, a straight waist, a slightly bent neck, and hands behind the back, this kindness will be released even more obviously.

"Not tired." Qin Huai said truthfully.

Although the number of customers today is a bit beyond his imagination, people have been queuing up outside to buy snacks since around 9 o'clock. There are also many customers who have rearranged their queues after buying, thinking that they bought less. In seconds, even mung bean cakes are in short supply.

But Qin Huai is really not that tired.

Zheng Da endured too much for him.

Zheng Da is not a helper, he is superior in all aspects, including the level of the Bai'an dim sum he makes, surpassing the 53 contestants on Qin Huai's celebrity chef list.

The most important thing is that he can make fermented steamed buns.

If you make it casually, you can get a grade B. If you make it seriously, you can get a grade A fermented rice dumpling.

Today Zheng Da was in Huang Ji's kitchen, making steamed buns until his eyes were wet. The employees didn't even eat, they just left after the business was over at noon, and they didn't compete for teaching positions in the afternoon.

This afternoon is destined to be Huang Shengli's red case teaching.

"Since we're not tired, let's practice cooking as usual this afternoon." Huang Shengli said, "It only takes two hours. Mr. Xu tasted your mung bean cake at noon and thought the level was acceptable. He wanted to test your breadth of making dim sum. Let me ask you if you have time in the afternoon to make him some snacks that he has never eaten before. "

"Of course." Qin Huai agreed immediately.

If Xu Cheng thinks the mung bean cake is up to standard, then Qin Huai shouldn't make too many snacks.

It’s not Qin Huaichui. He took out the whole collection of dim sum and flipped through it from page 7 to page 200. Whatever page he turned to, he could make the same level of mung bean cake.

Just for mung bean cake, Qinhuai knows how to make it in no less than 4 ways.

After eating, Qin Huai rested for half an hour and began to practice cooking.

Qin Huai hadn't practiced cooking for a while. He had been struggling with crab roe and shaomai before, so he was a little unfamiliar with stir-frying meat fillings in a pot.

Huang Shengli's waist is really big now. He doesn't need to catch his apprentice to demonstrate. He demonstrates from beginning to end by himself. He could turn the spoon however he wanted. He even demonstrated how to turn the spoon in a big way, and asked Qin Huai not to feel any pressure to try it.

Qin Huai expressed how much psychological pressure he could feel, as he was not very good at every kind of spoon-turning demonstrated by Huang Shengli.

His practice of cooking fire was only enough to fry vegetables.

For the sake of Huang Ji's other staff meals in the evening, Qin Huai didn't just fry the minced meat, but also fried a little bit of everything.

Stir-fried pork with peppers, stir-fried pork with carrot slices, stir-fried pork with small stir-fry, stir-fried pork with cauliflower, stir-fried pork with celery, stir-fried pork with shredded potatoes, stir-fried pork with vegetables, whatever you want, the main theme is variety of styles, mix and match.

Dong Shi's face turned green when he saw it from a distance. He pulled Dong Li and asked Qin Huai if he had studied dark cuisine and why he grabbed vegetables and fried meat when he saw them.

If this is the staff meal tonight, we might as well eat yesterday’s lunch box.

Qin Huai didn't know that his thoughtful tricks brought huge psychological pressure to Dong Shi. He simply thought that stir-fried pork with different patterns was good, as it allowed him to practice both the heat and the combination of ingredients. Different vegetables require different heat when frying meat. Adding variables can improve the efficiency of cooking.

Better experience points.

The most important thing is that Huang Shengli did not raise any objection to this.

He watched Qin Huai's speculation from the side. If there was any obvious problem during the speculation, he would remind him. If the same problem appeared several times, Huang Shengli would demonstrate it himself.

The teaching process was very relaxing and enjoyable.

When Qin Huai finished frying two barrels of meat and made snacks for Xu Cheng, he even had some unfinished thoughts.

Considering that it may be difficult for colleagues to eat staff meals tonight, and that Xu Cheng's normal appetite is certainly not large, and Ouyang's wallet, Qin Huai made more snacks to try to make sure everyone can eat.

It can be said to be very considerate.

When Qin Huai was frying the meat, Huang Shengli didn't stop him. When making the snacks, Huang Shengli reminded him not to cook too much and not to be tired.

After staring at Qin Huai and making only a reasonable and normal amount of snacks, Huang Shengli made Qin Huai three dishes and asked Qin Huai to pack them and take them back to eat with his friends.

Qin Huai deeply felt that Ouyang had really made a profit.

I didn't spend a penny to eat Xiaozao made by Huang Shengli himself. It was like squatting in front of the door to eat noodles in the morning.

Qin Huai took the packed meals and took Ouyang to the bone setting shop to eat.

The two of them went to a bone-setting shop, where they had rice and fruits. The staff at Xiangde Bone-setting Shop could only silently close the door of the VIP room tightly so that the aroma would not overflow and make the guests in the next room greedy. Tears flowed.

Bone setting is already very painful. Since the guest has already been dealt a physical attack, there is no need to add additional magic damage.

"Fuck, this dish... holy shit, this fish... my God, this eggplant..." When Ouyang and Qin Huai entered the bone setting shop, they were still holding his hand and drinking lemon tea. After he picked up his chopsticks and took the first bite of the dish, , he made lemon tea and was decisively abandoned by him.

"Can you give me some more concrete adjectives?" Qin Huai looked at Ouyang speechlessly.

The emotions were conveyed very well and not a single word was spoken.

"Oh my god!" Ouyang's emotions were still getting stronger.

Qin Huai suddenly missed Huang Anyao a little bit.

This kind of person who inspires me to become a food critic is quite good at speaking. I didn't eat a bite of the food, and I didn't finish a word.

"How many cups of hand-made lemon tea have you drunk today?" Qin Huai interrupted the spell.

Ouyang was stunned. He didn't expect that even in such an occasion, there would be a scene of making lemon tea with his hands. He first stuffed a large mouthful of vegetables into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. Then he stared at the food and said, "Not much, 7 cups."

Qin Huai:...?

No, did you really come to Suzhou for inspection?

"What's the result of the inspection?" Qin Huai asked.

"It's very average." Ouyang continued to wolf down his food without much hope, taking time to chat with Qin Huai between swallows, "I bought from the milk tea shop and the roadside stall. Either the lemon quality is not good, or the syrup quality is too poor. , are not as good as those in our canteen.”

Qin Huai thought to himself, that's for sure. Yunzhong Canteen sells some hand-made lemon tea by the way. The reason for selling this drink is because he, the boss, likes to drink it.

The boss likes to drink, so the quality control must be good, and the perfume, lemon and Huangxi are the best.

"I think I'm going to open a hand-made lemon tea shop in the pedestrian street. It will definitely be a massacre!" Ouyang was full of confidence. "Did you see the queue to buy snacks at Huangji's entrance at noon today? I took a video, but you didn't see me. It will be sent to you later.”

"I was shocked when I came. Fortunately, you saved a seat for me, although I ended up sharing the table with others."

"I think when my hand-made lemon tea shop opens on the first day of the new year, the number of people queuing up will be almost half of what Huang Ji is today."

"When the time comes, let my mother take a video at the door and send it to WeChat Moments to tell our relatives and friends that I, Ouyang, are back! That fish hotpot restaurant was just an accident, and the hand-made lemon tea is my real strength!"

"I have thought about it. When the time comes to recruit store staff, I will only hire a beautiful girl to take orders. The rest will be all strong young men to be responsible for making lemon tea. If you are strong enough, it will be delicious."

"The lemon tea I bought today was very perfunctory in many stores. They just pounded it a few times and gave it to me. They don't know how to make hand-made lemon tea at all." Qin Huai felt that what Ouyang said was reasonable.

There's only one problem.

"Have you ever thought that the biggest source of customers who drink your hand-made lemon tea near Yunzhong Canteen are actually office workers in nearby office buildings?"

"Which company would be so mad that all employees would work overtime on New Year's Day?"

"When you open on the first day of the new year, who will line up to buy your hand-made lemon tea?"

Ouyang: (д)

Qin Huai and Ouyang went back directly without wandering around after finishing their meal.

Qin Huai had been working all day and didn't want to move. Ouyang had been drinking hand-made lemon tea all day and felt it was safer to guard the toilet at home.

After setting the bones, Ouyang felt that the skills of the bone-setters at the bone-setting shop were good, and he was very interested in getting a card. After asking about the price, he thought it would be good to use his adoptive father's card.

After several years of living without money, Ouyang developed a good habit of spending money as much as possible.

On the second day, Qin Huai went to work as usual after eating longevity noodles, and Ouyang went out for a walk as usual and drank hand-made lemon tea.

The number of people queuing up to buy snacks is only increasing.

Retired adults and aunts who live nearby felt that the competition for dim sum yesterday was too fierce. They gritted their teeth and stamped their feet and started queuing up after 9 o'clock.

On the third day, the queue stretched to 9 o'clock.

It’s around 8 o’clock on the 4th day.

On the fifth day, when Qin Huai went to Huangji for a staff meal on time and found that customers were already queuing at the door, he realized that the situation did not develop as he expected.

He still underestimated Xu Cheng's influence.

Before 8 o'clock, there were actually several blond and blue-eyed foreign friends in the queue.

What kind of situation is this, getting up early just to avoid jet lag?

Qin Huai originally thought that the influence of Xu Cheng's Weibo would last for a few days at most. Everyone rushed to buy like they did at the beginning for two days, and then they found that the items were sold every day and then returned to normal.

As a result, instead of returning to normal, more and more out-of-town guests came here, even foreign guests appeared, and local guests became abnormal.

Everyone seems to have a tacit understanding with each other. There are three stipulations. Each person should buy no more than 12 fermented buns and no more than 6 three-pack buns at a time. Once someone tries to buy more, a righteous person will jump out and carry out justice.

Foreman Cao has not been guarding the kitchen door for the past two days, and has been specifically guarding the gate to break up the fight.

The amount of meals served by the kitchen is also increasing day by day.

In order to prevent his future apprentice from suffering, Zheng Da tried his best, but he still didn't make the snacks seriously. The fermented steamed buns he made were still at B-level, but the quantity kept increasing.

He took out the spirit of his early days as an apprentice in a state-owned hotel and transformed into an assembly line master, making snacks every day when he opened his eyes.

He ran away after get off work and didn't stay for a second longer, as if if he stayed for just one more second, the day would be over.

With such an astonishing passenger flow, Xu Cheng's delay in leaving seems less worthy of attention.

Yes, it's been 5 days and Xu Cheng hasn't left.

He comes to Huangji every day to check in, once at noon and once in the evening, rain or shine, and he doesn't reserve seats, just order snacks.

At first, he bought Sanding Bao and Jiuniang Mantou, but later he stopped buying Sanding Bao and Jiuniang Mantou, so he assigned Qin Huai to make the snacks he had never eaten before.

If Qin Huai hadn't been too busy to meet with Xu Cheng, he would have taken the time to chat with Xu Cheng and ask Xu Cheng if he could reduce the length of his food review and increase the proportion of Huang Shengli.

Huang Shengli's waist is basically strong and he can do business normally, but Huang Shengli doesn't dare.

The passenger flow has been a little too exaggerated recently, and Huang Shengli is afraid that he won't be able to control it for a while after going to work normally, and his old waist will be overworked again.

Qin Huai glanced at the date.

Today is already December 28th.

December is over in 3 days.

Seeing Xu Cheng wandering around Gusu so leisurely every day, stubbornly wanting to eat new snacks that he has never had before, you know that his manuscript must have been finished.

If the speed is fast, "Zhiwei" may really be published in early January.

what does that mean?

This means that there is not much time left for Qin Huai and Zheng Da.

Starting yesterday, Huang Ji no longer sells Zheng Siyuan's shortbread cakes on the menu, and the quantity of fresh meat mooncakes has also been reduced, because Zheng Siyuan wants to help his father and Qin Huai.

Yes, Huang Ji was so short of people that Zheng Siyuan wanted to arrest him.

Wang Jun and other helpers with professional backgrounds are indeed professional. They have experienced the glory days of Huang Ji and have been trained and experienced.

But I can't stand it. They are all red chefs.

There is no professional white desk helper that is easy to use.

At 8:42 a.m. on December 28, Qin Huai carefully looked at Zheng Da who was eating chicken noodle soup, and thought in his mind whether he should talk to Zheng Da to let him appropriately reduce his workload and increase his own workload.

The increased workload these days has basically been put on Zheng Da alone.

Zheng Da is really there if something happens.

Although it does not guarantee quality, it guarantees quantity.

Moreover, his skills are balanced and his level is high. Even if he makes a mistake and only makes a minimum-level snack, the level of the snack is still very impressive.

Huang Shengli lamented that if Zheng Da had such energy back then, he would have already entered the top 30 celebrity chefs and made history.

Qin Huai wanted to tell Zheng Da that he could actually persist.

Because Qin Huai felt that Zheng Da might not be able to hold on any longer.

Qin Huai can persist now because Zheng Da is here. If Zheng Da runs away, Qin Huai will really not be able to persist.

At that time, Qin Huai may have to discuss with Huang Shengli whether Huang Ji should introduce a policy that violates his ancestors, limit purchases or distribute snacks.

Zheng Da ate the bowl of noodles expressionlessly without drinking the soup. The soup bowl was placed on the shelf.

Qin Huai slowly approached, thinking about how to speak.

Then Zheng Da's phone rang, and when he got through, the voice of surprise almost cut through the kitchen:

"People are here, right? Six of them are here. They have already gotten off the high-speed rail and are coming over."

"Great, if you don't come, I will go to Hangzhou to rob people!"

"We can only communicate for a month. Busy people in Zhiweiju have to go back during the Chinese New Year. Su, you are too disrespectful to me. I am not busy during the Chinese New Year. I am willing to give everything to you, but we can only communicate for a month."

"What, I can't teach people?"

"Su, you don't want to slander others. Don't think that you are great because you have many disciples. What's the use of having many disciples?"

"You go outside and ask, did I teach Xiao Qin's crab roe shaomai? Did I teach my son Zheng Siyuan? You chefs at Zhiweiju can have fun knowing that I'm guiding you, and you're still picking and choosing. Four.”

"Don't think I don't know. You must have come to Wong Kee in disguise last month to eat crab roe siomai."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense to you. I'll ask An Yao to pick him up. I've arranged a place to live. It's just opposite Huang Ji for work convenience."

(End of chapter)