At 4 p.m., Sophora japonica steamed buns are served.

【Sophora japonica steamed buns C grade】

Looking at the obviously overturned Sophora japonica buns, Qin Huai knew that there must be many steps that went wrong.

"Brother, is it out of the pot? Is it ready to eat? Why did it take you so long to make this steamed bun? The pot of sophora nectar steamed buns in front has been sold out." Qin Luo rushed to the steamer immediately.

Qin Huai nodded to indicate that it was ready to eat, and warned: "Blow on it a few more times to cool it down."

Qin Luo took out a locust flower steamed bun from the steamer with gloves on. Maybe it was because he had eaten fermented glutinous rice buns two days ago. Qin Luo squeezed the bun subconsciously and was a little disappointed when he found that the elasticity of this locust flower steamed bun was far less than that of fermented fermented glutinous rice buns.

, break it apart.

Qin Luo blew on the steamed bun a few times, trying to open his mouth, but to no avail. He blew on it for another half minute, shook it, and took a bite when he felt it was enough.

"Brother, your steamed buns are no different from the previous steamed buns. They're not very sweet." Qin Luo said vaguely, "It's still a bit hard. Did your noodles not cook well?"

Qin Huai felt that Qin Luo had not eaten the steamed buns and buns in vain all these years, so he immediately hit the point.

If his facial hair is cured, can this steamed bun be grade C?

"Any questions?" Qin Huai broke off half of the steamed bun from Qin Luo's hand and took a bite.

Very average.

Only slightly better than Qin Congwen's craftsmanship.

"Anything else?" Qin Luo chewed twice more and asked, "Isn't this just an ordinary steamed bun?"

The implication is how many problems can be caused by eating an ordinary steamed bun.

Qin Huai ate in silence.

Ordinary is the biggest problem with Sophora Flower Steamed Buns.

He turned the S-level Sophora japonica steamed buns into ordinary steamed buns. Isn't this a big problem?

"There is still something wrong with the fermentation." Qin Huai murmured, "What are the benefits of fermenting honey?"

Last night Qin Huai did some research on honey fermentation. Honey has been used to make dough for a long time. This thing has not been passed down because honey is a substitute when there is no yeast. It is a substitute out of desperation.

It is difficult to make honey dough. The ratio of honey to flour needs to be strictly controlled. Too much honey will cause the dough to fail. At the same time, factors such as season and temperature must also be considered. It is a past version with high difficulty and poor results. There is a reason why it has not been handed down.

of.

This time the car overturned, Qin Huai even felt that there was no objective factor, and it was completely caused by insufficient technology.

Qin Huai even began to suspect that the secret skill of Qinji Pastry Shop was fermented rice steamed buns, rather than the long-lost honey leavened dough. This is because honey making is too demanding for the chef's own skills, and Qinji Pastry Shop has a generation of passed down skills.

It was not achieved, so it was lost.

Qin Huai wanted to scratch his head.

What should I do? I want to ask for help online.

I would like to ask all the netizens out there if they have any descendants of Jiang Chengde or Qinji Pastry Shop, and if they can selflessly teach them if there are any techniques for making honey dough that can overcome the technical bottleneck.

Qin Huai felt that he had also fallen and started to take advantage of others.

Sure enough, cooking requires more practice.

Qin Huai swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and began to practice more.

On the other side, Grandma Ding took the briskest steps in the past few days and opened the door of her house with a large bag of steamed buns.

"Grandma!" The little granddaughter who loves to eat maple syrup and goat's milk rushed forward, "Eat steamed buns!"

My granddaughter is just over two years old. She always eats steamed buns with her mouth in her mouth. She doesn't speak very fluently. She is the main reason why the family cries when she can't eat steamed buns.

"Grandma bought Miao Miao's favorite steamed buns today, and she will break them for Miao Miao to eat later!" Grandma Ding smiled and took out the locust honey steamed buns, and stretched out her hand to Miao Miao, who was still sitting on the carpet and watching cartoons.

Little grandson, "Tutu, eat steamed buns, your favorite."

Seeing that her younger brothers and sisters were all eating steamed buns, the second granddaughter said she couldn't bear it and protested loudly: "Grandma, grandma, what about me?!"

"Tingting also has the milk buckwheat steamed buns that you love. When grandma went there, the steamed buns had just come out of the pan. After paying for them, grandma rushed back. They must be delicious."

The second granddaughter Tingting happily jumped up and ran over to get the steamed buns.

When the eldest granddaughter and grandson saw that everyone had eaten, they felt that they could not lose, so they all came over to ask for steamed buns. Grandma Ding was very experienced in this, and each child broke off half of the buns and gnawed them.

Now it was Grandma Ding's wife, Uncle Qiu's turn to be surprised.

"Master Xiao Qin made so many flavors today?" Uncle Qiu chose from the remaining steamed buns.

Grandma Ding smiled mysteriously and kept breaking the buns with her hands, trying to break the buns into the smallest pieces to prevent her granddaughter from choking.

"Do you think I got the two bottles of sophora nectar yesterday for nothing? Master Xiao Qin is smart. I knew right away that he must have forgotten it in the first two days. When I looked into the kitchen two days ago, I gave

He didn’t even put out his jar of locust nectar.”

"As soon as I took it over yesterday, Master Xiao Qin cooked all the flavors of our little ancestors today. He knew it well. He listened to what we usually had tea and chatted with in the afternoon, and even wrote it down.

Yes." Grandma Ding's words were full of praise for Qin Huai.

"Speaking of tea, did you know that there is a herbal tea in the cafeteria today? I heard that it will be given away if you buy more than 25 yuan. You bought so many steamed buns and didn't get a cup back?" Uncle Qiu's thinking was very fast.

"What kind of herbal tea are you drinking? I asked you to take Tutu and the others out for a play. Are you too lazy to go out?" Grandma Ding's eyes suddenly became sharp. "That herbal tea tastes so bad that it almost spread to the opposite community." Lao Xu said

Yes, the herbal tea was made by Luo Luo, he saw it with his own eyes when he had breakfast this morning."

"Luoluo is a cute kid, but his craftsmanship is far behind that of his brother. But I heard that the hand-made lemon tea made by Luoluo is pretty good, and everyone in the neighborhood committee has already drank it. If you want to drink it, buy it yourself, so

On a hot day, you want me to make a special trip for you just for a drink."

As she said that, the steamed buns in Grandma Ding's hands were already broken.

I saw Grandma Ding coaxing her granddaughter Miaomiao with a warm voice, asking her to open her mouth, and quickly stuffed the little steamed bun into her mouth.

Miaomiao half sucked and half bitten it with her teeth that were not fully grown yet. After holding it for a while, she suddenly burst into tears.

"It's not Steamed Bun, it's not Steamed Bun!" Miao Miao's cry echoed throughout the living room.

Grandma Ding panicked, took a sip herself, and confirmed: "It's maple goat's milk, that's what it tastes like!"

"No, no!" Miaomiao continued to cry at the top of her voice, "I want to go forward, go forward."

At this moment, the second granddaughter, who had finished eating half of the steamed bun, also said: "Grandma, the steamed buns made the day before yesterday were delicious."

"The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday." The little grandson parroted.

After a few minutes, all the children began to clamor for the fermented steamed buns made the day before yesterday, including the eldest grandson who loves mung bean cakes and the eldest granddaughter who loves jujube cakes.

Grandma Ding: Damn it, it’s unnecessary, the locust flower nectar is given away, the world will be destroyed.

Uncle Qiu, who suffers from serious tinnitus symptoms and accepts the crying of his grandchildren well, said while chewing the steamed buns: "I also think the fermented steamed buns made the day before yesterday were more delicious."
Chapter completed!