Since he obtained two S-level recipes, Qin Huai naturally wanted to thoroughly research the teaching videos.
After the tea party ended, Qin Huai wandered back ho, munching on bananas from the select batch of premium fruits chosen by Chen Huihong.
As he stepped out of the elevator, Qin Huai happened to encounter a neighbor who was inexplicably airing out their apartnt in mid-December while standing by the door. Qin Huai, not understanding but respecting their choice, smiled at the neighbor and opened his door to go inside.
The neighbor excitedly took a photo and shared it, announcing that Master Qin really returned and was staying at ho!
After being away for so long, the place felt a bit unfamiliar to Qin Huai when he first stepped inside.
How do I put this? It was unusual not seeing the latest smart furniture purchased by Gong Liang scattered throughout the house.
When Qin Huai entered the house, he said: xx, turn on the light. There was no response, leaving him feeling very awkward in the dark.
Qin Huai silently turned on the light manually and went to the fridge to store the fruit.
Opening the fridge, it was packed to the brim.
Everything imaginable was there.
Fruits, cheese sticks, fresh milk, cubilose, cordyceps, bottles of refrigerated supplents.
The freezer was also cramd, with popsicles, steaks, lamb chops, xx black pork, black tiger shrimp...
Chen Huihong hasn’t skimped on group buying lately, but she doesn’t cook, so can she really consu so many ingredients?
Qin Huai took a photo and sent it to Chen Huihong.
Chen Huihong: Oh dear, Xiao Qin, I forgot you were coming back and left your stuff. Feel free to eat whatever you like, no need to be polite. I’ll co by tomorrow to take it.
Qin Huai: No need, Sister Hong, just leave it there. I’ll be leaving in a few days.
Qin Huai stuffed the fruits in, grabbed a cheese stick clearly ant for Chen Huixi to eat, and headed to the living room. He slouched onto the sofa and opened the ga panel to start watching the teaching video.
Although it’s hard to practice Crab Dumplings due to ingredient availability, Qin Huai decided to watch the Crab Dumplings teaching video first.
This he knew well! It felt familiar.
The video tutorial displayed the preparation process just as Qin Huai rembered it, with close-ups of Jiang Weijin’s hands allowing Qin Huai to see everything more clearly.
He could see exactly how Jiang Weijin kneaded the dough, peeled the crab, peeled the shrimp, processed the crab roe, stirred, and added seasonings.
Every detail, every action, was crystal clear.
Perhaps because Jiang Weijin was chatting with Gong Liang while making Crab Dumplings and couldn’t focus entirely on the pastries, his actions were naturally slow—not deliberately slowed down for teaching purposes, but just slow enough.
Compared to the teaching videos of just doing without explanation, the difference between Jiang Weijin’s teaching and Zheng Da’s was simply...
Qin Huai could only say that Master Zheng, even without practicing oratory skills, still had much room for improvent.
Originally planning to watch the Crab Dumplings teaching video once before moving on to the Three at Buns, Qin Huai found himself getting more and more hooked, watching one, two, three... until the fifth ti, before reluctantly opening the Three at Buns teaching video.
The Three at Buns teaching video began with dough kneading, a segnt Qin Huai didn’t see in his mories. By the ti Gong Liang reached the State-owned Restaurant, the dough was already well-risen on the countertop.
Based on the ti estimation, Jiang Weijin likely started kneading the dough during the lunch rush.
Indeed, the teaching video’s setting matched, featuring close-ups of Jiang Weijin’s hands amidst a chaotic environnt. Sounds of ordering, dish serving, footsteps, and the crackling of firewood burning in the stove could all be heard.
The dough for the Three at Buns needed to be kneaded until very soft, requiring both strength and finesse. Using a term that might sound a bit pretentious, it required technique to make the dough obedient.
"Master, does your pastry encouragent thod work? I listened against the wall all night yesterday, and not a peep from Gong Liang’s house. I suspect he was just zoning out again yesterday. I think the Three at Buns probably won’t work, maybe you should make the Five Fillings Bun for him, I’ll even pitch in so money!" Zheng Da’s voice ca through.
"How much money do you have? You just got your first month’s salary as a full-ti worker after your promotion. When you were an apprentice, your mom made you hand over 8 yuan a month, and you’d haggle it down to 5. You already emptied your little savings to save Uncle Gong, so where’s this money for sponsorship coming from?" said Huang Shengli’s voice.
"How do I not have money? I have all the New Year’s money Master gave over the years, I can also ask my mom for money! I haven’t been eating at ho or drinking at ho, I’ve been living at Master’s place all these years, why should I give up the 5 yuan? I’ll go get back all the money I’ve handed over these years tomorrow!"
"Give it up, save your little money for a wife. Master, I think junior brother has a point, the Three at Buns might not work, you should make the Five Fillings Bun instead. I’ll cover the cost for the sea cucumbers!"
"Huang Shengli, you..."
"Alright, alright, what’s there to argue about, you two. How much do you two make in a month, anyway? Young folks can’t handle their finances yet, but once you settle down, you’ll have lots of expenses. Yesterday, Xiao Liang said he wanted at buns, so I made him Three at Buns. If the Three at Buns don’t work, I’ll make Five Fillings Buns in a few days," Jiang Weijin chuckled, "Stop chatting and being lazy here, get to work."
Qin Huai heard two discontented snorts from different directions.
Jiang Weijin continued kneading the dough.
Suddenly, a voice, unfamiliar yet sowhat familiar, ca through: "Master Jing, are you planning to make sea cucumber dishes? I have so dried sea cucumbers at ho, how about I bring them over tomorrow?"
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