Abnormal Food Article

Chapter 211 Overtime

Qin Huai found that he seemed to underestimate "Zhiwei" a little.

It can’t be said that he is being underestimated. Qin Huai knows that "Zhiwei" is very good, and he also knows that Xu Cheng is very good. At the same time, like every chef, he very much recognizes the value of Celebrity Chef List.

But he didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so exaggerated.

Brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li had already picked up a new magazine and began to use a magnifying glass to look at the only three photos that appeared in the article to see if any of their clothes had been captured.

In Dong Shi's words, when the photographer of "Zhiwei" came to take pictures, he deliberately squeezed towards the camera, and there was still a high probability that his clothes/shoes could be photographed.

If this is revealed, rounding it off would mean that Dong Shi is also on "Zhiwei".

Haha, mom, I want to honor my ancestors!

Qin Huai felt that the two brothers might be a little crazy.

Then he turned around and found that Huang Jia was not much better. The usually mature and steady senior brother smiled kindly at this moment, and the creases in the corners of his eyes almost burst out from laughter.

Huang Jia came earlier than Qin Huai. When Qin Huai arrived at the store, Huang Jia was holding "Knowing the Taste" and reading the third page. Now that Qin Huai has finished reading Xu Cheng's manuscript, Huang Jia is still reading the third page.

I knew he was reading a magazine, but I didn't know he thought he was going to memorize it.

Look at Qi Tian, ​​who has not appeared in many appearances, sitting in the corner with a magazine and having fun.

He was pretty good. Wang Jun laughed outright, letting out a standard honest laugh like hahaha.

As for Foreman Cao, who has been talking about having a meeting, he must have a meeting. For such an important matter, a meeting must be held.

She was walking around checking her steps on WeChat.

Qin Huai wanted to ask, is "Zhiwei" worth being so happy about? It's just a magazine. Why are everyone so happy as if they've won five million in the lottery?

But he knew that there was no need to ask this question. Everyone's reaction had clearly told Qin Huai that for them, being on "Zhiwei" was more fun than earning 5 million.

I'm already so happy before I get on it. If I get on it, I'll have a big party for three days. I'll buy 1,000 copies and squat in front of Huangji's door. I'll hand out a copy to everyone I pass by.

Zheng Da shouted angrily and interrupted everyone's performance art.

"It's time for breakfast! Sixi glutinous rice **** are out of the pot!"

When they heard that dinner was ready, everyone in a silly mood lined up to get their bowls and wait for breakfast.

You can be happy in your heart slowly, but it will be difficult to be happy if your breakfast is cold.

The six people from Zhiweiju did not participate in the performance art outside. They wanted to participate, mainly because it had nothing to do with them. They just silently took a few copies of "Zhiwei" from Zheng Da and put them in the cabinet of the dressing room and continued working. .

Because of this, they were at the front of the queue when it came time to eat Sixi Rice Balls.

When Qin Huai walked into the kitchen and was about to queue up with a bowl, Gu Li was waiting at the door of the warehouse with a bowl of hot Sixi dumplings in his hand.

The four dumplings all have the same shape, the simplest round shape.

"Master Qin, I'm not very sure about your appetite. When Master Zheng made Sixi Rice Balls, he didn't pack them into separate shapes. All the flavors are the same. I'll serve you 4 **** first. You can call me anytime after you finish eating. Let me help you." Gu Li said respectfully.

Qin Huai didn't expect that someone would help him with the dumplings. He took the bowl with some surprise: "Thank you very much. You can serve it as you like..."

Before he finished asking, Guli went back to the end of the queue.

Qin Huai: Okay, your chef at Zhiweiju is quite professional as an apprentice.

Qin Huai said that if he wants to accept a disciple in the future, he must go to Zhiweiju to do so.

Oh, why does this sound a little weird?

Forget it, it’s not important.

Qin Huai looked at the four dumplings in the bowl.

Very standard glutinous rice dumplings, round and big, with a beautiful and slightly glowing white porcelain color. It is a bowl without adjusting the parameters and turning on the filter. The original camera can make the picture look very high-end and very delicious. of gnocchi.

If you want to make such beautiful Sixi dumplings, it’s not enough to just rely on Bai An’s craftsmanship, you have to cook them well.

Qin Huai took a look at the large pot used to cook the dumplings. It was a custom-made large pot that usually contained soup stock. Zheng Da probably found the largest pot and cooked it in one pot for convenience.

This way of eating the dumplings, which are all made into one shape and cooked in one pot, is like opening a blind box. It is exactly the same as what Gong Liang described.

Could it be that Zheng Da intended to recreate the scene of the past on this happy day?

Qin Huai took the spoon and started to open the blind box.

One mouthful.

Sesame stuffed.

hot.

So hot.

It was so hot that Qin Huai wanted to tap dance.

Qin Huai's acceptance of blanching is very average. In the past, when eating Sixi glutinous rice balls, he would start with the meat stuffing, and then move on to the sweet stuffing to have a buffer. The blind box was not opened today, so I opened the dumplings with sesame filling that were so hot that Ouyang almost tap danced.

"hiss-"

Qin Huai was so burned that he took several breaths of cold air.

Hot, but delicious.

With Zheng Da's skills, making ordinary glutinous rice **** is simply a dimensionality reduction attack. He can do it with his eyes closed and dominate the entrance of the elementary school in three days.

Qin Huai slowly finished the sesame-filled glutinous rice balls, carefully scooped up the second one and took a bite.

Meat stuffed.

Qin Huai ate it with confidence, the stuffed meat was also delicious.

Open the third blind box.

Sesame filling.

The fourth.

Bean paste filling.

The blind box opening was a huge failure.

At this moment, Qin Huai somewhat understood why Gong Liang and others would roll their eyes after eating glutinous rice balls.

Not willing to give in.

I’ve eaten so many dumplings of such a big size, but I still haven’t tasted the taste I wanted. I really can’t bear to eat another one!

Qin Huai knew that he was a little full.

This dumpling is big enough, even bigger than what he made a few days ago.

But he figured he could hold out for one more!

Sensing Qin Huai's intention, a chef from Zhiweiju with quick eyes and quick hands rushed to Qin Huai, bent down to take the bowl attentively and asked: "Master Qin, do you want to add more?"

Qin Huai nodded slightly and raised a finger: "Just one."

"Okay!" Zhiweiju's chef quickly filled Qin Huai with a large glutinous rice ball.

Qin Huai bit down cautiously.

Mincemeat!

Qin Huai almost cried with joy!

Finally got it, no need to eat the sixth one!

If I want to eat the 6th one again, I really can’t do it after eating so much so early in the morning and then making snacks.

Qin Huai narrowed his eyes slightly and began to taste the mince-filled glutinous rice dumplings that Zheng Da sneaked home and studied alone for several days.

First of all, the dumplings are not unpalatable.

During this time, the dumplings with mint filling are not unpalatable, which is already a big compliment in Huang Ji’s kitchen.

Secondly, it is sweet.

Qin Huai knew that this description was a bit like Ouyang's review, but after driving for several days, Qin Huai deeply realized that sweetness and not being unpalatable were actually the greatest compliments for the mince filling dumplings.

Why did the glutinous rice **** made by Qin Huai a few days ago taste so bad? Not only was the food he cooked unpalatable, Zheng Siyuan's food was also unpalatable, and Tan Wei'an's food was even more unpalatable, making people want to call the police.

It was because the mince filling they made according to the recipe given by Huang Shengli was sweet and unpalatable.

Very sweet.

The sweetness of various kinds of preserved fruits mixed together is not a delicacy, but an indiscriminate, chaotic, disorganized, tongue-numbing, and lethal amount of sugar.

Because the sweetness is wrong, many kinds of preserved fruits become wrong, and rich nuts become useless.

And the mince filling Zheng Da made today is very sweet. It has a clear priority of sweetness, and the customer who eats this dumpling can clearly tell which kind or two kinds of preserved fruits provide the main sweetness in this dumpling in one bite, and can eat the nuts that the chef wants you to eat. It is orderly, planned sweetness and matching.

It's a regular army.

What Qin Huai did a few days ago was simply an interstellar race melee.

Qin Huai took another bite.

Hey, why is this ingredient so familiar?

Take a closer look and wait, this mince filling doesn’t seem to have that many ingredients.

Isn't this the recipe that Tan Wei'an took out and learned from Master Zhou of Zhiweiju?

The taste is slightly richer, but not much. You can tell that a few more nuts have been added, but only a few flavors. The amount is very small, so small that it hardly affects the overall taste and taste.

Qin Huai was a little confused. He held the bowl and looked up to find where Zheng Da was. He found Zheng Da next to the flour bag in the corner, so he walked there.

Zheng Siyuan walked faster than Qin Huai.

"Dad, did you make the fruit dumplings today according to the recipe given by your uncle?" Zheng Siyuan directly asked Qin Huai the question he wanted to ask.

Zheng Da was still squatting and studying the flour, and said without raising his head: "Of course not, was the recipe your uncle gave you made by someone? Not to mention the mince filling, it tastes too complex for me to cook porridge with."

"This is what your dad found a very reliable master in the industry. After several days of study and discussion, he made some slight changes and figured it out. It also used a total of 10 kinds of ingredients!"

"You see, the mince filling I made today can reach this level with 10 kinds of ingredients, tomorrow it will be 12 kinds, and the day after tomorrow it will be 14 kinds. Given time, I will definitely be able to work out the messy recipe your uncle gave me."

"I now doubt whether the recipe he gave me is genuine. I vaguely remember that my master used a lot of nuts and preserved fruits to make gnocchi with mince filling. At that time, nuts might not be expensive, but good preserved fruits were really rare. It took a long time to get the ingredients together.”

"But are there really so many? Isn't his prescription just written indiscriminately?"

"Dad, don't talk about him. Just tell me, have you asked Master Zhou from Zhiweiju for recipes these days?" Zheng Siyuan asked.

Zheng Da:? !

Zheng Da looked up in surprise, saying nothing.

The father and son looked at each other for more than ten seconds before Zheng Da slowly said: "How do you know? Did you secretly go to Zhiweiju to buy snacks behind my back?"

Zheng Siyuan: "...Tan Wei'an also knows this recipe. Qin Huai and I tried this recipe yesterday and there was no problem."

Zheng Da:…

It was a mistake to forget that Huang Ji now had Tan Wei'an, a direct descendant of Zhiweiju.

"There's nothing wrong with this recipe. Doesn't it mean that there's something wrong with the recipe your uncle gave you? Then it's not a recipe made by humans. How can there be mince fillings with so many ingredients in this world? Everyone has a problem. How can you taste so many fillings in one mouthful without a tongue? If everyone can taste it, not everyone will be a food critic." Zheng Da muttered.

"I heard you whispering bad things about me behind my back when I came here. Zheng Da, why have you spoken so softly since you haven't been seen in the past few days?" Huang Shengli walked into the kitchen quickly with a red face, and gave Qin Huai a loving kiss. With an affirmative look in his eyes, he straightened his waist and walked to Zheng Da with long strides.

"I thought you weren't coming today. I couldn't get through the call I just made. I asked Anyao to go to your house to find you." Huang Shengli said.

"Why are you looking for me?" Zheng Da was a little confused.

"It's written in this report that you are Chollima's boss. Now that Chollima has become famous all over the world, guests from Southeast Asia to the Atlantic Ocean are coming to see Chollima's style. Isn't it time for you, the boss, to shine?"

Zheng Da:?

"Do some work." Huang Shengli said concisely.

Zheng Da: "...What are you doing?"

Zheng Da knew that now was really not the time to be lazy.

It's embarrassing enough that Minguojian didn't research it and asked Zhiweiju for help, and was exposed by his son on the spot. If he doesn't roll up his sleeves and shine at this time, it will be difficult for this Bole to become a master.

Zheng Da said that he can use his spirit to give up the reputation of Bole to Huang Shengli, and he can be his master.

"I'll tell you exactly what I'm going to do after I have a meeting with Xiao Qin and Xiao Cao. Now... don't be idle and knead the dough."

Zheng Da:?

Has he become a helper?

"Your fermented glutinous rice buns are not bad either. Let's help Xiao Qin make fermented fermented steamed buns first. We'll have a meeting to decide on a new menu for the future."

"Come on, Xiao Qin, let's have a meeting upstairs." Huang Shengli said with a smile.

Qin Huai nodded and followed Huang Shengli upstairs and into the 111 box.

In the box, Foreman Cao has been preparing for a long time. He has paper and pen ready to summarize the meeting at any time. There is an uneaten bowl of Sixi dumplings beside the paper and pen.

It can be seen that foreman Cao really wants to have breakfast, but because he is too excited, he has no appetite for breakfast at the moment.

"Xiao Cao, you go ahead and speak."

Huang Shengli and Qin Huai sat down.

"Okay!" Foreman Cao stood up excitedly, full of energy, as if he was 10 years younger. "Let me first talk about the most important thing that Huang Ji is currently facing."

"queue!"

"I read the article in "Zhiwei" 18 times this morning, and most of the food descriptions in it are recommendations for Guoer. This is a completely new and unfamiliar snack for most diners, Master Huang, what are you still doing? Remember when Huang Ji just took over the state-owned hotel and you launched the three-head banquet? "

"Remember." Huang Shengli said.

"Although the best period for Huangji's business was when it was last featured in "Zhiwei", I think the period when the Three Head Banquet was launched was the most glorious period for Huangji."

"At that time, the state-owned hotels collapsed. The most famous restaurants in Suzhou were the several newly opened restaurants. When you bought the state-owned hotels, no one was optimistic about it because you were originally the master chef of the state-owned hotels, but the state-owned hotels still closed down."

"Everyone knows that the collapse of state-owned restaurants is entirely due to management problems and has nothing to do with your craftsmanship. The manager at that time simply had a brain problem. You had so many big and good dishes and refused to put them on the menu. Why did you say that such dishes were used to greet the leaders? . At that time, how can leaders come to eat in state-owned restaurants? In the minds of many people, a closed old restaurant is not as good as a rising star."

"When Huang Kee first opened, the business was really average. Although the menu was updated, in the minds of many old customers, Huang Kee is still the original state-owned restaurant, but it has changed the owner and changed the name. It is still not upscale, not as good as those The luxuriously decorated new restaurant is classy and respectable. ”

“So you launched the Three Head Banquet.”

"This is the foundation of Huang Ji."

Huang Shengli nodded slightly: "That's true. The money for the renovation of Huangji Restaurant was basically provided by Gong Liang. At that time, he said he was buying shares to comfort me, but in my heart, this money was what I owed him. Owing such a large amount of money caused me great psychological pressure, and I could only make three-head banquets day and night to pay off the debt."

"To this day, Gong Liang will complain from time to time that I forget my roots after making money. When Huang Ji first opened, he could eat the three-head banquet whenever he wanted. Now, if he wants to have the three-head banquet, he has to find reasons to get married and divorce."

Foreman Cao brought the topic back: "Now, Guo'er is Huang Jixin's three-head banquet."

"Back then, Huang Kee was able to change the reputation of the state-owned hotel and attracted countless out-of-town guests. Many business owners even asked to come to Huang Kee for a three-head banquet when they came to Suzhou. It was because the three-head banquet was the real name of Huang Kee. It’s a unique sign. At that time, there was no other restaurant in Suzhou or even surrounding cities that could make a complete three-head banquet with a taste and quality comparable to Huang Ji’s.”

"Same goes for Guo'er."

""Zhiwei" has given Guoer such a big advertisement. It is even more novel and mysterious than the Three Head Banquet. If the customers queuing up outside during this period are because they read Xu Cheng's Weibo and want to try it They may not know what they want to eat because of Master Xiao Qin’s craftsmanship. If they just want to eat what Master Xiao Qin sells, the customers from today on will come specifically for Guo’er.”

"All the customers who called to inquire today only want to eat this dim sum."

"Master Huang, this dim sum must be limited." Foreman Cao looked at Huang Shengli, "It can't be bought by queuing up alone like fermented steamed buns and sandwich buns. If you can buy it by queuing up, I'm afraid Huang Ji will start 24 from today. There are people lining up outside every hour.”

Huang Shengli knew that foreman Cao was not exaggerating. Huang Shengli had seen with his own eyes many years ago how willing the guests who came to the show were willing to queue.

Huang Shengli thought for a while: "Well, Guo'er can only be eaten in dine-in."

"According to the head limit, each person can only order one. The portion of this snack is quite large, one is more than half a catty, which is enough to eat."

"What's the price?" Foreman Cao asked.

"The price cannot be set too high, it cannot exceed three digits. Xiao Cao, you can set a price that you think is appropriate."

"As for membership cards, distribution of goods, and advance reservations, Huang Ji has not done any of these messy things except for dishes that must be reserved in advance, such as grilled whole pig heads."

"The membership card is still the old model. It will automatically upgrade when the cumulative consumption exceeds 80,000. Don't do things like stored value."

Huangji’s membership card is not of much use because Huangji does not have a stored-value program that allows you to get as much as you recharge. The membership card was originally launched to facilitate regular customers' ordering.

Huangji's membership card can be upgraded to a senior membership if the cumulative consumption exceeds 80,000. Senior members do not enjoy discounts, but they can reserve private rooms in advance and have priority.

Ordinary members can only book a private room on the same day.

Foreman Cao nodded.

Qin Huai just listened quietly on the side.

He couldn't get in the conversation either. Qin Huai was just here to communicate and was not a shareholder of Huang Ji. He couldn't get involved in this kind of thing.

"Xiao Qin, you may have to work harder during this period. Please put aside the cooking time and mince filling for a while." Huang Shengli looked at Qin Huai, "Adjust your schedule, don't come so early in the morning, just arrive at 9:30. "

"Correspondingly, it's even harder at night. After all, if Guoer can only be eaten in, it has to be sold around the clock, and you can't only order at noon."

Qin Huai understood that he wanted to adjust his working hours and become like everyone else.

"Is it okay?" Huang Shengli asked.

"Of course." Qin Huai readily agreed, "Special times have special policies, and making fruit is also practice. The guests have come all the way, and I can't let them leave disappointed without eating a bite."

(End of chapter)