"Boss, we also brought the Qingming fruit printing mold from home. Can you take a look at this?"

Seeing that Jiang Yu had kneaded the dough, He Chunxiao also walked over, opened the plastic bag in his hand, took out several wooden molds, and said with a smile,

"I borrowed some of these molds from my neighbors. I thought the patterns were pretty, so I brought them all."

Jiang Yu didn't have any requirements for the mold. It was enough to make good-looking and delicious Qingming fruit. As for what pattern to print, it didn't matter at all.

He stepped forward and glanced casually, then nodded:

"Okay, if you have molds, they will be made faster. I also need Sister Chunxiao to wash these molds and then scald them with boiling water to disinfect them. We will start working on them right away."

"good."

He Chunxiao didn't hesitate, just responded and turned around to do his work.

Ma Guoqiang washed his hands long ago, came to Jiang Yu's side happily, and said:

"Boss Xiao Jiang, Xiao He is still washing the printing templates, so let's make some salty Qingming fruit first?"

"Okay, let's make it first. The sweet one is relatively simple. When the others come, let them help Sister Chunxiao make it together."

Jiang Yu nodded, divided the kneaded dough into two parts, then took one part and kneaded it into long and thin strips, and then cut it into equal-sized dough balls with a knife.

Ma Guoqiang did not include Hu. Before Jiang Yu had finished cutting, he had already reached out and picked up a dough ball and put it in his palm. He pressed his palms together hard, flattened the dough ball, and then turned it around twice in his hand.

, the dough becomes a round piece of thin dough.

Then, Ma Guoqiang reached out and picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of salty filling into the filling basin, placed it in the middle of the dough, and then folded both sides of the dough. After a dazzling operation, a green, oversized "

"Dumplings" is done.

【In view of the general environment,

At this time, Jiang Yu had already cut the noodles. When he turned around, he saw the Qingming fruit that Ma Guoqiang had just prepared. He couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he praised:

"Uncle Ma is very good at it. This Qingming peel has a thin skin, a big filling, and a round belly. It makes people very appetizing at first sight!"

Ma Guoqiang felt like he was floating when Jiang Yu praised him like this. He said cheerfully:

"Hey, we've been relying on this skill for our entire lives. If we don't have any real skills, how can we survive?"

"Awesome, I really need to learn more from you and Sister Chunxiao when it comes to pastry."

Jiang Yu smiled at him, pulled up a chair, sat down, and started making Qingming fruit.

"Boss Xiao Jiang is so humble. Just the soup dumplings you made, I may not be able to make them taste like that even if I learn for ten more years. You still want to learn from me?"

Ma Guoqiang was still somewhat self-aware after all. He shook his head and said with some emotion,

"I am just too old. If I were as young as Xiao Wu or Xiao Hu, even if I pestered you shamelessly, I would have to accept you as my teacher!"

"I don't dare, I don't dare!"

When Jiang Yu heard this, he quickly waved his hands and said with a smile, "Uncle Ma, aren't you just trying to insult me ​​by saying this?"

The two people were talking, but the work on their hands did not fall off at all. The first few steps of making Qingming fruit were a little more complicated, but in the final step of filling and shaping, it was even simpler.

Jiang Yu and Ma Guoqiang are both experts at making pasta. Whether they are making buns or dumplings, their speed is beyond what ordinary people can match. Making Qingming fruit is no problem either.

In just a few words, more than ten Qingming Fruits were placed in front of the two people.

Not long after, other chefs in the kitchen arrived one after another. Except for Lu Shuwu and Jia Zhibin, who were still busy with other breakfasts, the rest began to help make Qingming fruit.

Although this batch of Qingming fruit was quite large, it only took an hour or two with the participation of so many chefs.

It's all done.

After making the Qingming fruit, Jiang Yu saw that the time was almost up, so he put the sweet and salty Qingming fruit into the steamer and started steaming them.

In fact, the fillings have been fried in advance and the dough has been steamed. Qingming fruit can be eaten directly without being steamed, but Jiang Yu considered that Qingming fruit contains a lot of glutinous rice flour, so it is easy to eat it cold.

It caused indigestion. After thinking about it, I decided to steam it again.

After all, eating the warm Qingming fruit in your mouth is much better in terms of texture and taste than eating it cold.

"Lao Jiang, how long does it take to steam this before you can eat it?"

Hu Zhihai is the most idle person in the whole kitchen.

Because he knew that the canteen would be making Qingming fruit today, he ran over early in the morning, but unfortunately he couldn't get it. He could only stand aside and smell the fragrance and swallow. Not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Seeing the Qingming fruit entering the steamer, he couldn't help it anymore and came up and said,

"Hey, I haven't eaten Qingming fruit a few times before. My mother doesn't know how to cook it at all. All the food I eat is brought from home by my classmates.

This time, I have to eat more and make up for what I missed before!"

"Whenever you see something delicious, you always say this."

Jiang Yu glanced at him with contempt, curled his lips and said, "After all, you just feel embarrassed if you eat too much!"

When Hu Zhihai heard this, he laughed: "Don't talk nonsense, how can such a thing happen?"

"I can prove this, there is indeed no such thing!"

At this time, Lu Shuwu, who had already put the soup bag in the steamer, also stopped and said with a smile,

"Lao Hu is as thick-skinned as a city wall, how can he be embarrassed?"

Hu Zhihai was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and spat at him viciously:

"If you are thick-skinned, you can eat as much as you want; if you are thin-skinned, you can't eat! You deserve it every time!"

Lu Shuwu: "???"

It turns out that every time I can't grab delicious food, it's because I'm too thin-skinned?

Hiss! It’s terrifying to think about it!

Jiang Yu was too lazy to pay attention to these two living treasures in the kitchen. After resting for a few minutes, he stood up and closed the steamer.

After a while, he opened the steamer door, put on thick gloves, and took out two small trays.

These two small trays contained sweet and salty Qingming fruits respectively. The quantity was not large, and it was probably just enough to fill the stomachs of the staff in the canteen.

As soon as the two trays were put down, a group of people surrounded them with a "boom", and everyone became impatient in an instant:

"Don't crowd, don't crowd! I'll give you a taste first!"

"It tastes so salty, but what you got is the sweet Qingming fruit!"

"Hangcao! You're going too far. There wasn't much in the first place, but you actually pretended to have three or four of them all at once!"

"Save one for me! I want to taste the salty Qingming fruit!"

"..."

Although Jia Dequan is old, he is a chef after all. Even though he usually puts his hands behind his back and sways slowly, at the critical moment, he is still as quiet as a virgin and moves like a rabbit. His speed is so fast.

It's shocking.

As soon as Jiang Yu put down the two small trays, he took the bowl and quickly picked up a sweet and a salty Qingming fruit. Then he slowly walked to the corner and sat down, while watching other people shouting.

, while happily starting to taste the Qingming fruit.

The three provinces of Jingchu, Huxiang and Zhangjiang are adjacent to each other. Not only do they have similar tastes, but the customs in each place are also similar. For example, the custom of eating Qingming fruit during the Qingming Festival is not only found in Jiangzhou, but also in the hometowns of Jia Dequan and Lu Shuwu.

Because of this, the two outsiders were no strangers to Qingming Fruit.

After Jia Dequan sat down, he picked up the sweet Qingming fruit from the bowl with Kuaizi and looked at it. The Qingming fruit was bright green in color because it was printed with a printing mold. It looked very beautiful, just like a moon cake.

, the pattern on the surface is exquisite and delicate

Gorgeous.

Since it had just been taken out of the steamer, the Qingming fruit was still a little hot, and the slight heat mixed with a faint fragrance made people unable to help but increase their appetite.

Jia Dequan hasn't eaten anything since he woke up early in the morning. His stomach was already growling with hunger. Now when he smelled the fragrant fragrance, he couldn't help it anymore and put the sweet Qingming fruit on it.

He took a bite on the edge of his mouth.

The hot Qingming fruit was quite soft and glutinous, and it was easy to bite it open. The fragrance instantly filled the entire mouth. Before he could fully feel the fragrance, the filling made of peanuts, sesame, and brown sugar filled his mouth.

It slowly flowed out from the bite.

The brown sugar that has been steamed at high temperature has melted into thick brown syrup, coupled with the fried sesame seeds and chopped peanuts, the incomparable sweetness and smoothness made the hairs on Jia Dequan's body stand up.

This is so damn delicious!

Jia Dequan's face turned slightly flushed, and his movements sped up a lot, destroying the Qingming Fruit in three gulps.

After eating this sweet Qingming fruit, he was still a little unsatisfied, but he turned around and looked at the operating table. Others had already snatched up all the Qingming fruit on the small tray. There was no extra left.

Feed him?

Licking the remaining syrup on his lips with a little regret, Jia Dequan could only comfort himself that the sugar content of this stuff was too high, and eating too much would easily lead to high blood sugar, so it was better to exercise some restraint.

What made him a little emotional was that the filling of this sweet Qingming fruit was something he had never tried before. He didn't expect that melted brown sugar mixed with sesame and chopped peanuts would be so delicious. In the past, he only knew to use bean paste and egg yolk.

What a mistake in making Qingming fruit!

Then I lowered my head and looked at the salty Qingming fruit in the bowl. It was also bright green in color, but it was made into the shape of a large dumpling. One Qingming fruit was as big as three or four dumplings, and my belly was full.

It’s all filled with fillings. Even without tasting it, he knows that the taste of the salty Qingming fruit is no worse than the sweet one!
To be continued...