Chapter 215 Has Qin Huai been secretly working hard? (More rewards for Zhuzi’s leader!) "Has the last batch been steamed?" "Statistics, statistics report!" "How long until it comes out?" "Customers No. 1102, 1103, 1104, 1105, and 1106 are invited to pick up their meals." In Huang Ji's kitchen, Tan Wei'an felt that he had just plowed two acres of land. Although I feel like I don't do any heavy physical work, I just cook stuffing, mix stuffing, and make buns all the time, but I am still tired. When I looked at my back, I was covered in sweat. "I'm really exhausted. Even Zhiweiju probably only has such business during the Chinese New Year." Tan Wei'an sighed with Gu Li while cleaning up the cooking table. Gu Li calmly finished in silence and did not answer. Tan Wei'an had long been familiar with the taciturn character of his junior brother, and continued: "I heard from Dong Shi that when Qin Huai was in junior high school, his uncle almost introduced him to our Zhiweiju as an apprentice. You said that if he came to our Zhiweiju, Which master will Ji be accepted as his apprentice? Master Li? I think it must be Master Zhou. No other master can beat him."
"His talent is beyond words. God is holding a rice bowl from behind and begging him to eat. When they made Sixi Rice Balls a few days ago, he and Zheng Siyuan dared to try such complicated ingredients and try different methods. " "I think Yu Yang almost wishes he could be chosen by Qin Huai and become his disciple." Tan Wei'an said with a smile. Yu Yang is the chef at Zhiweiju who knows a little bit about massage. "Master Qin is very powerful." Gu Li said suddenly, looking at Qin Huai who was stretching behind the cooking table and chatting with Zheng Siyuan with a smile. Tan Wei'an suddenly realized that he seemed to have accidentally hit his junior brother's pain point. In terms of talent, Gu Li and Qin Huai were really on the 18th floor of hell, one reaching straight to heaven. "Junior brother, what I mean is..." "Master Qin said that my basic skills are very good, but I just haven't mastered them all." Gu Lida said. Tan Wei'an didn't expect Qin Huai to have said this to Gu Li, and was stunned: "This...Actually, several masters have said that, little junior brother, you are willing to endure hardships and have very solid basic skills." "It's just talent...it's a little bit off, and I can't realize it." Being a chef requires talent. Diligence can make up for clumsiness, but the stupid bird will fly first. These 8 words may seem simple, but if you want to truly achieve them, the time and sweat spent behind them are absolutely unimaginable. "Master Qin asked me to practice more," Gu Li said. "He said that my techniques were wrong, that I didn't have a thorough understanding of them, and that I couldn't learn and apply them because I didn't practice enough." "Once you practice to a certain amount, you will be able to master it." "I think Master Qin is right." Gu Li looked at Qin Huai, "Although Master Qin seems a little lazy, he occasionally chats with Dong Shi when making dim sum. He doesn't like to make the same dim sum all the time and always likes to try new things. something.” "But today I saw that Master Qin actually practices a lot in private." "Many things are already muscle memory for him. I think Master Qin just wants to tell me that as long as I practice to his level, I can master them." "Senior brother." Gu Li looked at Tan Wei'an with bright eyes, "I want to practice for another hour every day!" Tan Wei'an: "Huh?" More?
Junior brother, you work an average of 14 hours a day, and you are already the busiest kid in our Zhiweiju. Plus, can your body handle it? Also, is Qin Huai really the hidden King Juan? Tan Wei'an began to carefully think about Qin Huai's state at work today. Calm, calm and efficient. Tan Wei'an didn't pay attention at first, because from the moment he saw "Zhiwei" in the morning, he had already determined that Qin Huai was the big boss, and he was the big boss who made dim sum appear on the cover of "Zhiwei"'s new year's issue. Tan Wei'an felt that if his dim sum appeared on the cover of "Zhiwei", from now on he would not look down when he went out, but would only look up to the sky. Whatever the boss does is reasonable, and being calm and calm is the basic rule of the boss. But after Gu Li reminded him, Tan Wei'an realized belatedly that Qin Huai seemed to be really good at work. Qin Huai can keep up with the speed of Zhiweiju's helpers. This is not a simple matter. Zhiweiju is a famous gathering place for kings of scrolls, and their work efficiency is extremely high. It's actually normal for Zheng Da to be unable to keep up, but it's abnormal for Qin Huai to be able to keep up. Thinking of this, Tan Wei'an was shocked in his heart. Could it be that Qin Huai has been working hard secretly? It seems that he comes to work at Huangji every morning, takes a rest after lunch, practices something unrelated to the white case in the afternoon, packs a staff meal and goes to a bone setting shop to relax, and then goes home leisurely. In fact, he is there every day without being seen by everyone. He secretly worked hard and killed everyone. Tan Wei'an took a breath. Qin Huai was so frightened. Even if you have talent, you still work so hard. It's really awe-inspiring. Qin Huai is twisting his neck. "I just heard the number outside was over 1,000. How many steamed buns did we make today? How much did you sell for the fresh meat mooncakes?" Qin Huai chatted while waiting for the meal, full of energy. "I don't know, I didn't count." Zheng Siyuan shook his head, "There should be a lot of people who have passed the number. It is impossible for the passenger flow to reach 1,000 people at noon." After Qin Huai twisted his neck and shoulders, he just had to do a set of radio gymnastics. "Aren't you tired?" Zheng Siyuan was surprised. He still remembered when Qin Huai first came to Huangji. The passenger flow at that time seemed to be a lot, but compared with now, it was just like that. But just that kind of passenger flow almost exhausted Qin Huai to death at that time. Now there are more helpers and the workload has almost doubled. Instead of dying of exhaustion, Qin Huai seems full of energy. What's going on? "It's okay." Qin Huai said truthfully, "I'm definitely tired, but I feel very satisfied." Zheng Siyuan:? "I don't know why, but I feel that today's large passenger flow is just the right amount for me. It's not relaxing, it's not too tiring, the atmosphere and everything are very comfortable, and I even feel like I can do it again. Two hours." Qin Huai said that getting off work at one o'clock is Huang Ji's limit, not his.
Zheng Siyuan:? ? Zheng Siyuan took a deep look at Qin Huai: "You make me feel scared." "I suddenly don't want to help you make three-packs tomorrow." Qin Huai's eyes lit up: "Will you help me make three-packs tomorrow?" "Yes." Zheng Siyuan said expressionlessly, "My dad is afraid that you will be too tired to adapt tomorrow, so he asked me to help you make part of the three-pack." "I don't think I need to help you now. I need you to help me make fresh meat mooncakes." "I'm so tired." Zheng Siyuan felt that it was time for his beloved pastry shop to reopen. It has been renovated a long time ago. High-end restaurants are tiring and not suitable for him. It was Qin Huai who was obviously on "Zhiwei", so why was he the one who worked so hard in the end? Qin Huai didn't pay much attention to Zheng Siyuan's slightly desperate expression. He just suddenly realized something. If Zheng Da helps him make fermented steamed buns tomorrow, Zheng Siyuan helps him make sandwich buns, and Huang Shengli makes fruit together with him, then in a sense, all Huang Ji chefs and reserve chefs except Huang Jia will Helping or cooperating with him. Huang Jia failed to participate, not because Huang Jia was unwilling, but because Huang Jia was unable to help. Rounding it all off like this, he became Master Huang Ji. Become a chef. According to the development of Shuangwen's plot, the next step is to win over people's hearts, take sole control, acquire shares, and then occupy the magpie's nest. Huangji Restaurant was renamed Qinji Restaurant. "Are you still practicing fire this afternoon?" Zheng Siyuan's words brought Qin Huai back to reality. Qin Huai shook his head: "Let's not practice today. Master Huang doesn't have time. He has to discuss the reservation arrangement with Foreman Cao this afternoon." "I plan to finish my meal and set my bones, and then I will go home to practice mincemeat and have a good rest and adjust my work schedule. Starting from tomorrow, I will adjust my work hours." "Okay, then I'll go back in the afternoon." Zheng Siyuan said he understood. Qin Huai continued to wait for the meal and stopped by Dong Shi's place to listen to some gossip. Dong Shi was talking vividly about how long the queue outside was this morning. It was almost time for Spring Festival travel. Qin Huai felt that this was somewhat of a moonshot. The diners came to eat, not to attack Huang Ji. Just when Dong Shi's gossip reached its climax, a round-faced waiter came in from outside the kitchen and asked in a low voice: "Is Master Qin busy? One of his neighbors outside said that he had brought something for Master Qin. Look at your phone." Qin Huai walked out directly after hearing this. His phone was in the locker room and he couldn't see any messages. At the door of the kitchen, Wang Gensheng and Chen Juan were standing by the wall. Wang Gensheng was holding sophora nectar in his hand, and Chen Juan was holding two bags in her hand. In the bag were clearly more than two people's portion of fermented steamed buns and sandwich buns. When Qin Huai walked out, Chen Juan was scolding Wang Gensheng and didn't even notice that Qin Huai had arrived.
"Wang Gensheng, Wang Gensheng, what do you want me to say to you? How dare you take this steamed bun? I gave you half of the steamed buns that Lao Qian and his family of four lined up outside at around 9 o'clock. You really took it, you eat it. Do you have to eat so much? Are you going to be short of these two steamed buns? Will you be able to eat them when Master Xiao Qin returns to Yunzhong Canteen?" "Is there a granddaughter at home? My parents and grandparents went out and queued up all morning, so they brought back some steamed buns. My little girl was so sad when she saw it!" Uncle Wang lowered his head with shame on his face and confessed: "I just couldn't hold it back for a moment, and I was so obsessed that the old man handed me the thing, and I took it on impulse." "I don't want to either. I know I shouldn't accept it. I really... I really deserve to die." Qin Huai:… It sounds like taking a bribe of 3 million, not like taking two bags of steamed buns. "Uncle Wang, Aunt Chen, why didn't you tell me on WeChat that you came to Suzhou?" Qin Huai stepped forward quickly. Uncle Wang was still in a confessional tone and did not change his tone. He confessed to Qin Huai and said, "I just came here to have fun and meet my old colleagues. Director Ding asked me to bring you a few bottles of acacia nectar." Qin Huai took the locust nectar and said, "It's really hard for you to bring it here. Have you had it for lunch?" "Eat. No. 555. I bought three fermented steamed buns and three sandwich buns." "What time is the queue for No. 555?" Qin Huai was a little curious. "The little girl at the door said it was 12:10, but there were many people who had passed the number in front. Dr. Qu and we walked nearby, and we were in line at 12 o'clock. But it was slower at the back. There were many people who had passed the number and had to re-pick up the number on the spot. Row." "At about 12:40, there were all the people with equal signs. There were more people grabbing eggs than when the supermarket eggs were on sale at 7 o'clock in the morning." "Doctor Qu? Is Qu Jing here too?" Qin Huai was a little surprised. He was busy during this time, and Qu Jing didn't buy snacks from him much. He almost forgot that Qu Jing was actually in Suzhou. "Yes, Dr. Qu is off today." The biggest characteristic of Uncle Wang is that he loves to tell the truth, all the truth. Qin Huai basically understood and guessed that Qu Jing was embarrassed to start a small stove. "I remember Uncle Wang said that you haven't been to Suzhou for many years, and you probably haven't eaten much of Huang Ji's food." Qin Huai smiled and quickly grabbed a passing waiter, "Please help me ask Cao Cao Waiter, can you reserve a table in the lobby for me tomorrow at noon? I have friends coming over for dinner.” The waiter nodded and walked quickly to find the foreman Cao. He came back within a few minutes to reply. "Foreman Cao said there is no problem, but Master Qin and your friend must arrive on time when the door opens, otherwise it will be difficult to arrange." "Uncle Wang, tomorrow..." "I can get there, I can get there!" "Don't worry, I will." Qin Huai said with a smile, and then said to Uncle Wang, "I just heard from Aunt Chen that Lao Qian gave you two bags of steamed buns. It should be Uncle Qian who helped introduce you." "Uncle Qian is also a frequent visitor to Huang Ji. I have the impression that sometimes I can meet him when walking in the community." "Tomorrow Huang Ji will have new fruits. Only dine-in customers can order them. Each person is limited to one. I may make some other snacks and I will show them to you then. I remember that Uncle Qian's family has five people. The table may be a bit crowded, but it is really inconvenient to arrange a large table, and all the private rooms are fully booked, please don’t mind, Mr. Wang.” Uncle Wang waved his hand quickly: "I don't mind. What's the big deal? You can just eat at the door with a bowl in hand." Chen Juan rolled her eyes at her wife and gave up talking. "I haven't eaten here yet, so I'm going to eat first. Uncle Wang, Aunt Chen, have a good time here in Gusu."
After Qin Huai finished speaking, he went in. Uncle Wang sighed at the door: "Master Xiao Qin is as good as before even if he becomes famous." Chen Juan: ...What kind of bad description is this? Uncle Wang quickly called Qian Zhongheng, and I told him that there was no need to book the Guanhe Tower tomorrow at noon. His relationship was strong enough and we had a reservation. At Uncle Qian's house, Qian Zhongheng was still feeling distressed about the fermented rice dumplings and sandwich buns that he gave out on impulse, when Uncle Wang called. "What? Master Xiao Qin helped reserve a seat at the middle table in the lobby?" "Is it a bit crowded for 7 people? It's not crowded. How old is my granddaughter? She can just sit on her dad's lap and eat!" Qian Zhongheng’s son:? "Old Wang, I knew you were a mature, stable and reliable person when you were an accountant. Don't worry, you will be there on time tomorrow. I will be there at 9 o'clock. I used to pretend that I was queuing up." After hanging up the phone, Qian Zhongheng said angrily: "Let's go, son, go buy some fruit for your Uncle Wang! Go to the hotel to see your Uncle Wang in the afternoon!" "Okay daddy!" (End of chapter)