By the time the business was over at noon, Qin Huai was already numb.

So tired.

My body is not very tired, but my mind is mainly tired.

He just watched the drawers of steamed buns, steamed buns, and dumplings coming out of the oven, and the ovens of crab shell roe and sesame seed pancakes coming out of the oven. It was like magic. It was full one second and empty in the blink of an eye.

Qin Huai felt as if he had become a worker on the assembly line. He didn't know when he would get off work, and he didn't know how much work he still had to do. He could only see an endless line of snacks to be made.

When Qin Huai got off work at 1 o'clock, he had completely forgotten what he said in the morning that he could be responsible for employee meals. He couldn't do it, he couldn't do it at all.

Looking at Wang Jun who was still cleaning up, Qin Huai asked sincerely: "Does Huang Ji's dim sum sell so well?" No wonder the previous Bai An master retired three years ago and was tired.

Wang Jun answered honestly: "Today should be an accident."

"It's been a long time since our store has put dim sum on the shelves. Many regular customers thought Uncle Zheng came back temporarily to help sell them for only one noon, so they bought more."

"Originally, if Master was here, it would have been much better to go out and explain the situation to everyone, but didn't Master go to physical therapy in the morning? When Senior Brother explained it, no one believed it, so we misunderstood."

"When the master comes over in the afternoon, explain the situation to the customers in the evening, and sell for a few days in a row to make everyone feel at ease, then this situation will not happen again."

Qin Huai reluctantly accepted Wang Jun's statement: "Thank you for your hard work. I really didn't expect the dim sum to be so easy to sell. It might be better if I only made two or three cases. If I had known, I would have called Zheng Siyuan before making the order last night.

, I will only list two things."

Wang Jun said sincerely: "It's not that the dim sum sells well, it's Qin Huai that your craftsmanship is good." Qin Huai was stunned.

Growing up, Qin Huai had actually heard many similar compliments, but they were of no reference.

When he was selling steamed buns near the Sanma Road Community, there were ordinary neighbors nearby, and his peers were all ordinary breakfast shops. It didn't matter that Qin Huai's craftsmanship was outstanding. After all, no matter how good his craftsmanship was, he couldn't sell steamed buns of the same size to others.

If you sell it for 1 yuan and 5 yuan and you sell it for 2 yuan, you will easily get criticized.

Later, when we arrived at Yunzhong Community, a group of neighbors praised Qin Huai for being very useful. However, the neighbors not only praised Qin Huai, but also praised Zheng Siyuan and Zheng Da. Everyone equally praised every white case master with superb skills.

Now that Huang Ji is here, another group of people are praising him.

This group of people are more professional than their neighbors. After all, we are all peers. However, there are differences in the praises given by peers.

Huang Shengli praised, Qin Huai would think that this was Huang Shengli's daily encouragement education.

If Huang Anyao praises, Qin Huai will think that this is because Huang Anyao has not eaten the food cooked by his father for several months, and the noodles from Shaodong's house are not cooked. Huang Jiaqiao praises, Qin Huai will think that this is the same line of encouraging education.

When Dong Shi praised him, Qin Huai would think it was because he talked too much and was careless. But Wang Jun was different.

It’s not that Wang Jun’s level is very high or how valuable his praise is. On the contrary, Wang Jun’s level is the worst among Huang Shengli’s disciples, and even Dong Shi, a close disciple, can’t compare.

But Wang Jun is an honest man.

He is an honest person who can't lie. Even if he doesn't want to give a direct answer and give a tactful answer, it can be heard that he is trying to be tactful. "Is my craft really that good?" Qin Huai asked.

Since coming to Gusu, everyone has told him that his craftsmanship is very good. The strong response from the guests at noon today also opened Qin Huai's eyes. Now even recognized honest people say this, Qin Huai really believes it.

"Of course." Wang Jun nodded without hesitation, "If your craftsmanship, Qin Huai, is not good, then there may not be a few white chefs in the country whose craftsmanship can be considered good."

Qin Huai's eyes widened in shock at Wang Jun's seemingly flattering, but actually very sincere words. He quietly pulled Wang Jun aside to prevent others from hearing his words and making him look narcissistic. "Can you describe it to me?

How good is his craftsmanship?" Qin Huai lowered his voice and asked, "No, first tell me what level Zheng Siyuan is."

Qin Huai felt that it was more reliable to ask Zheng Siyuan's level. After all, he knew Zheng Siyuan's level very well and could estimate his own level based on Zheng Siyuan's level. "Senior Brother Zheng is the No. 1 chef of the younger generation of Bai An." Wang

Jundao.

Qin Huai:!

What?! Zheng Siyuan is so awesome!

If he is so awesome, why would he open a pastry shop at the entrance of the community?

He actually let such an awesome person work as a cow and horse in Yunzhong Canteen for a month, and sold a bowl of crepe wontons for only 10 yuan.

No wonder that since Zheng Siyuan came to Yunzhong Canteen, which usually had few people eating in the morning, there were more people eating in the morning than at noon. Those eating wontons were eating from 7 to 9 o'clock, and even if there was no one squatting at the door with a bowl in hand, they had to eat.

He thought that the people in that area had never eaten Juesha wontons, and they were the only ones selling them, so the business was particularly good. Qin Huai swallowed in shock and asked: "Is this recognized?

Wang Jun thought for a moment: "It's admittedly out of the question, but we all feel that way."

"Senior Brother Zheng is actually very famous in the southern chef circle, but he doesn't work in a restaurant, and he doesn't like to go out to communicate with colleagues, let alone participate in cooking exchange meetings, so his fame is limited to our circle."

"Many people don't even know what Senior Brother Zheng's name is. They only know that Senior Uncle Zheng has a very powerful son."

"The community where Brother Zheng opens his pastry shop is actually very famous in Suzhou. Huang Ji has many regular customers who bought houses in that community just for the convenience of buying pastries."

Qin Huai didn't understand, and Qin Huai was greatly shocked.

"What about getting rid of the younger generation?" Qin Huai asked, "Compared with the white chefs nationwide, what is Zheng Siyuan's level?" Wang Jun thought seriously: "It should be considered a top level."

"Senior Brother Zheng is in the rising stage of being a chef and has not yet reached his peak. But in fact, there is a serious shortage of chefs in China. There are many masters with good skills, and they are basically concentrated in Zhiwei Juli.

As I am older and have limited energy, I cannot be too involved in making dim sum, and I mainly focus on teaching students.”

"There are very few middle-aged chefs who are good at it. As far as I know, the more famous ones are not as skilled as Senior Brother Zheng."

"I heard Master and Senior Brother talking before, saying that Master Zheng was unwilling to make dim sum and went to sea instead. Not only because he felt that being a chef of Bai An made too little money, but also partly because he felt that chef Bai An had no future."

"Most of the high-end restaurants on the market now don't pay much attention to Bai An, and only a handful of them are good at Bai An. In addition, the general environment has changed. Unless they are from a family of chefs, few people are willing to learn basic boy skills from a young age.

But the basic skills of the white case are very high. It can be said that the basic skills of the red case and the white case must be practiced."

"Actually, the white cases are far inferior to the red cases. This can be seen just from the cooking competitions. Although there are not many domestic cooking competitions now, there are always a few every year, and the prize money is always tens of thousands of yuan. There are many possibilities.

There are hundreds of thousands."

"In this kind of comprehensive cooking competition, white chefs are at a disadvantage. Normally, cooking competitions should be divided into red and white chefs, but there has been no special white chef competition in China for many years."

"It can also be seen from the restaurants that there are many restaurants famous for red cases. There is Jubao Restaurant in FJ, Huangji in Suzhou, Chengfangju in Huaiyang Cuisine, Wujia Restaurant in Shudi, and even more in Peking, Babao

Zhai, Yongheju, Ruyifang, Shundelou, and Tongdeju are basically all time-honored brands passed down from the Republic of China. But Bai'an, the one that is truly famous and remembered is, to put it bluntly, only Zhiweiju."

Hearing what Wang Jun said, Qin Huai felt that he could say a few words. He was familiar with the time-honored brands passed down from the Republic of China. He had seen them in dreams. "I know this. There was a Tai Feng Restaurant before Beiping, but it seems to have been closed for many years.

." Qin Huai said. Now it was Wang Jun's turn to be stunned: "Is there such a restaurant?"

Qin Huai nodded solemnly, this was the crazy lady selection.

Qin Huai no longer goes into this topic: "So the current situation is that the chefs in Bai An are very good, but they are all older. Although their skills are good, their physical strength cannot keep up, and they basically do not work on the front line. They are not working in the green and yellow, and there are breaks in the middle. Young people like Zheng Siyuan

The leaders of a generation can also be considered at the top level in the entire industry."

Wang Jun nodded.

Qin Huai did some self-calculation.

First of all, Zheng Siyuan's level is definitely higher than him. There is absolutely no doubt about this. If Zheng Siyuan's fresh meat mooncakes were a buff dish, they could knock Qin Huai's fermented steamed buns to the ground.

But Qin Huai thinks that he is not much worse than Zheng Siyuan, probably just a thin line apart. The main reason is that his sword skills and fire skills are too poor, and his fingering skills are not very good either.

Knife skills are good, but Bai An doesn't need much. As Qin Huai makes more types of dim sum and the difficulty becomes higher, he discovers more and more that heat is actually one of the important basic skills that are indispensable in making Bai An. He wants to be an excellent person.

Chef Bai An doesn't just need to steam the steamed buns well or grill the crab shells well.

For dim sum that is relatively difficult, fillings are the most important thing.

Qin Huai feels that if his fire level is raised to the same level as Zheng Siyuan, his level should be on par with Zheng Siyuan, or even better. If the same amount is substituted, wouldn't he become the top level in the industry?

If you substitute the same amount again, he is now close to the top level in the industry!

Although Bai An, the top level in the industry, has a lot of water, because of the serious chronology, the top is the top, and the second top can also be considered the top. But no matter how you say it, it is the top!

They are all priced at 65 for a five-inch bag, and they are sold like crazy. I am so awesome.

"Am I really a genius?!" Qin Huai murmured. Wang Jun:...

As an honest person, sometimes he really wants to compete with geniuses like you. The staff meal at noon was cooked by Huang Jia himself.

Thanks to Qin Huai, Huang Ji's kitchen staff in charge of red affairs had a relatively easy job today at noon. The guests ordered small portions of stir-fried dishes and all went to grab snacks.

The work was so easy that everyone had nothing to do. Huang Jia, as the head chef, had finished his work before 1 o'clock. When he saw Bai An was making wine and rice, it was almost leaving an afterimage, the more Qin Huai rubbed his face, the more helpless he became.

Love, Huang Jia, who rarely finished work so early, felt very guilty.

He felt that Qin Huai would be so busy today, and he had an unshirkable responsibility. If he had tried to dissuade Qin Huai a little bit when he sent him the order last night, Qin Huai would not have turned into a dough-kneading fairy today.

Huang Jia knew that he should dissuade him.

But for a moment last night, he wanted to know more about the quality of the dim sum on Qin Huai's list. He even wanted to know which of the 120 types of dim sum Qin Huai made.

Unexpectedly, this small selfishness almost caused Qin Huai to become autistic.

Huang Jia felt very guilty, so he took the initiative to take over the responsibility of making staff meals, and opened a small stove for Qin Huai, so that Qin Huai could eat squirrel mandarin fish, Wensi tofu, eel paste and authentic eel paste at noon.

Yangzhou fried rice.

Chun Xiaozao, Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan ate three dishes and one fried rice, while the others ate the big pot rice as usual. No one had any objection to this blatant behavior of opening Xiaozao.

Pinguan enjoys privileges wherever he goes.

Qin Huai was holding the bowl, which was full of beautiful Yangzhou fried rice. The rice was fried into distinct grains and golden in color. At first glance, it looked like the legendary golden egg fried rice that often appeared in food articles. It was Lafayette's favorite rice.

My favorite is the legendary egg fried rice where every grain of rice is evenly coated with egg wash.

Of course, this is only at first glance.

Huang Jia is not at that level, and Yangzhou fried rice is not ordinary egg fried rice either.

The ingredients of fried rice are very rich. Eggs, shrimps, beef cubes, ham, carrot cubes and other ingredients are mixed together, and sprinkled with chopped green onion. It tastes extremely fragrant and attractive. Qinhuai has a mouthful of Yangzhou fried rice, a mouthful of eel paste, and a mouthful of Yangzhou fried rice.

One bite of squirrel mandarin fish, one bite of Yangzhou fried rice, and one bite of silken tofu. I couldn't stop eating one bite after another.
To be continued...