Ouyang stood at the door of the kitchen, finished chewing a slightly cold fruit, smashed it into his mouth and looked a little tempted to bite the second one, but restrained his desire.

The slightly cold fruit is still not tasty enough. Go back and heat it in a steamer for a few minutes before it tastes good.

"By the way, has Mr. Xu who wrote "Zhiwei" gone?" Ouyang asked curiously.

Under normal circumstances, Ouyang would gossip with Qin Huai at home every morning and evening.

But something unexpected happened yesterday. Qin Huai got up late in the morning and made Sixi Rice Balls again. Qin Huai and Ouyang were talking about business, not gossip. In the evening, Ouyang almost cried behind bars in the bureau, and was taught to wait until 1 o'clock in the morning.

Went home and didn't even talk to each other.

Not to mention this morning, Ouyang didn't get up, and Ouyang didn't even eat the Sixi glutinous rice dumplings made by Qin Huai. Qin Huai gave Ouyang's portion to the next door.

Just thinking about his experience from yesterday to today, Ouyang wanted to shed two lines of tears.

Hearing what Ouyang said, Qin Huai knew that it was time for gossip.

Although the situation is not right, standing in front of Huang Ji's kitchen and chatting about gossip doesn't seem good. But it doesn't matter, Huang Ji has Dong Shi, and Dong Shi has unlocked the achievement of gossiping in all Huang Ji's places.

From the kitchen to the warehouse, from the warehouse to the lobby, from every corner of the lobby to the private rooms on the second floor and even the toilets, Dong Shi is everywhere chatting and inquiring about gossip.

Anyway, there are no guests in the lobby at this point, so we can chat anywhere.

"Leave." Qin Huai said, "I left the day before "Zhiwei" was published. I said I had some business to deal with in the port city and I went to the port city overnight."

It is true that Xu Cheng is a well-known rich man with countless properties under his name. It is very reasonable for him to rush to Hong Kong overnight to deal with business matters due to emergencies.

but.

Qin Huai always felt that Xu Cheng didn't want to eat any more snacks and found an excuse to leave.

Although Qin Huai has not had much contact with Xu Cheng these days (basically not seen), he has heard a lot from Huang Anyao. As a loyal fan of Xu Cheng, Huang Anyao is familiar with every home-cooked dish of every chef in every restaurant Xu Cheng likes to eat.

The dishes are all treasured. I didn’t have a chance to talk about them before, but Xu Cheng just talked about them after he came.

If someone said that Huang Anyao was a social terrorist who was not good at speaking, Qin Huai would definitely rush up with the recording equipment and play to him the nonsense Huang Anyao said these days.

Who says Huang Anyao is afraid of society? He is simply a chatterbox!

Through Huang Anyao's strong amway, Qin Huai also had a certain understanding of Xu Cheng's picky taste.

To put it simply: only eat the best.

If you use the dish ratings given by the game system to score, then it would be B-level for eating casually, A-level for eating seriously, S-level for eating extravagantly, and B-level and below are just chewing the same stick.

Qinhuaihui has a lot of dim sum, but not all dim sum can guarantee B-level quality control.

Xu Cheng wants to eat different snacks, Qin Huai can make them. There are six snacks every day, and the quality control can be guaranteed to be B level in the first few days. But in the later days, Qin Huai can only try to choose the ones he is good at, and try not to overturn the quality.

The control is guaranteed to be above level C. Whether you can reach level B depends entirely on your performance.

Xu Cheng ate in Gusu for a while.

After eating, Qin Huai could clearly feel that Xu Cheng didn't want to eat anymore. He didn't show up at all and only asked his assistant to buy it for him. However, he seemed to just want to see how many snacks Qin Huai knew.

Eat it hard.

For Xu Cheng, not eating fruits that are A+ grade, but eating snacks that are not even grade B, is definitely asking for trouble.

So the day before "Zhiwei" was published, Xu Cheng couldn't bear it and found an excuse to run away.

If they don't slip away, the loyal readers of "Zhiwei" from all over the world will go to Huangji to eat the fruit. If any of these loyal readers have a good relationship with Xu Cheng, or even have friends of Xu Cheng, after asking around, they will find out that Xu Cheng

Cheng was also in Gusu. After further inquiry, he found out that Xu Cheng was staying in Gusu and instead of eating fruit, he was eating some random snacks. How could Xu Cheng explain this?

He said that he was used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and wanted to eat something approachable.

It can only be said that Xu Cheng had a hard time these days just to test how many kinds of snacks Qin Huai knew.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" Qin Huai asked.

"When I went out this morning and went downstairs, I met Mr. Gong going upstairs. He said on the phone that there were no private rooms to borrow. The private room for next week was borrowed by Xu Cheng. I thought Xu Cheng hadn't left and planned to keep eating.

Until next week." Ouyang said, "Sister Hong and Huihui are coming soon. I originally wanted to borrow a private room from Mr. Gong and treat Sister Hong and Huihui to a meal."

"Don't even think about the private room. I'll ask foreman Cao to reserve a small table for you in the lobby." Qin Huai directly broke Ouyang's fantasy, "Huang Ji's VIPs can reserve private rooms up to one week in advance. Now all the rooms can be reserved.

All the private rooms have been booked."

"I heard that tables are now allocated to private rooms. Dong Shi said in the kitchen this morning that the phone calls of old customers with Huangji VIP cards have been overwhelming. Some people are buying seats at high prices. One seat.

The price ranges from 500 to 1,000, and there are also scalpers acting as middlemen who want to make a profit on the difference.”

"As you know, Huang Ji's VIP card is paid for every meal. There are not many old customers with VIP cards, and some are even direct neighbors. All their pensions over the years have been in Huangji."

Remember to eat it."

"Some people are short of money, and some people are not. Foreman Cao has been thinking about how to deal with this matter since he learned about it this morning. It is inevitable to fight for the price of the private room, but if there are really scalpers involved, it will be ruined.

Huang Ji’s reputation. Moreover, some guests who are not financially well-off are willing to book private rooms and sell their seats.”

Ouyang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took out another fruit from the packing box. After grabbing it, he realized what he was doing and silently put the fruit back.

Qin Huai looked at Ouyang's look and knew that he must be feeling uncomfortable if he didn't eat something at this moment. After thinking about it, he turned around and went into the back kitchen to grab a chef from Zhiweiju.

"Would you like some snacks?"

Three minutes later, Ouyang ate the quicksand buns.

The place where the two chatted changed from the door of the kitchen to a small table in the corner. Yu Yang, who had a name, also thoughtfully brought a pot of freshly brewed tea and told Qinhuai Guli's progress in mixing the rice cakes——

The stirring has ended and the rice cake is being steamed. Just wait until it is steamed and stir again.

Qin Huai:?

Why is it Guli who stirs the rice cake? Isn’t it Tan Wei’an who stirs the rice cake?

Ouyang gnawed on the quicksand bun and was shocked: "Oh my God, this bun!"

Qin Huai:?

"What a wonderful feeling!" Ouyang rarely gave a serious food review, "It's so chewy. I have never eaten dough with such a magical texture."

As if to prove that what he said was true, Ouyang took another big bite and exclaimed: "Really, I have never eaten a bun skin with such a wonderful texture. Wow, this feeling, this chewy texture, so delicious!"

Hearing what Ouyang said, Qin Huai was a little curious. The quicksand buns were made by Yu Yang. Qin Huai had tasted them and found that they tasted very average and normal. They were the same level of quicksand buns that every morning tea restaurant in Guangdong Province could make.

There are many unique features.

As for the chewy bun skin, it’s even more puzzling. Yu Yang’s skill in kneading dough is very average, and the bun skin of the quicksand buns he makes is soft, so it can’t be very chewy.

Qin Huai picked up a quicksand bun and was about to taste it when he took a closer look and looked at the half-eaten quicksand bun in Ouyang's hand.

"You didn't take off the paper." Qin Huai felt speechless and choked for a moment, "When I usually practice, the quicksand buns are steamed in a small steamer. I put paper on them, but you didn't take off the paper."

"This bun must have been steamed for more than ten minutes, but the paper stuck to the skin of the bun and you didn't notice."

"The wonderful texture you mentioned is like eating paper."

Ouyang:?

Ouyang took a closer look and suddenly realized: "I said that the buns I bought at the convenience store had paper underneath. It turned out to be for this purpose."

Qin Huai:......

That’s not what it does!

Not buddy, you...

I……

This bun...

Paper……

Forget it, I'm tired, just destroy it.

Brother, I just assumed that you just came out of the station last night and didn't sleep well, so you were in a trance.

Qin Huai looked at Ouyang: "I know how you managed to lose 6.6 million yuan by opening a fish hotpot restaurant in one year."

"Listen to me. When your hand-made lemon tea shop opens, don't change the recipe yourself. Just follow the recipe for making hand-made lemon tea at Yunzhong Canteen."

"How do you know that I have researched several recipes during this period." Ouyang was shocked, "I think it would be too monotonous if I only sell hand-made lemon tea. I drank a lot of hand-made lemon tea in Suzhou during this period, and I think hand-made lemon tea is too boring."

There is still a lot of room for change in tea.”

"Sea salt cheese, sour plum peach, coconut milk, cola, Sprite, AD calcium milk, I think they can all be added to hand-made lemon tea."

Qin Huai:......

Qin Huai looked at Ouyang, his eyes full of sincerity. At this moment, he and Jiang Weiming felt empathy.

"When your hand-made lemon tea opens, don't tell them that I gave you the original recipe."

"Let's just say you learned the craft from an apprentice outside."

Please.

Ouyang said that he understood: "I understand, our two stores are so close, if I say that the recipe is from you, I will be scolded for being a bastard of the popularity of Yunzhong Canteen. Don't worry, buddy, I understand this!"

"You have to rely on yourself to start a business."

Qin Huai was very pleased and decided to give Ouyang two more fruits tomorrow.
To be continued...