"Si Qin’s hair is falling out badly after having a baby, take this with you. Last ti I saw her, her skin looked a bit sallow, take this too. Cubilose and donkey-hide gelatin are all-purpose, bring them along."
Zheng Siqing is Zheng Da’s daughter, and Zheng Siyuan’s sister. Qin Huai had never t her but had heard Zheng Siyuan ntion that his sister is socially anxious and doesn’t like going out. Her skin got worse after having a baby, and her hair was falling out heavily, which made her even more reluctant to leave the house. She stays at ho every day pondering how to grow her hair back.
Watching the Gong family choose gifts to bring, Qin Huai thought he should record this scene and send it to Huang An Yao to study and learn from.
Look, this is what precise gift-giving looks like.
Bringing two bags of fruit as gifts is just too ordinary, and that’s not to ntion forgetting to buy cherries.
Qin Huai waited for a few minutes at Gong Liang’s house, helping to carry the large and small gift packages downstairs and place them in the car trunk.
Gong Liang’s car had the familiar double R logo. When it cos to buying cars, Gong Liang and Luo Jun must have a lot of common ground.
They all hitched a ride to Zheng Da’s house, and Qin Huai volunteered to be the driver, Xiao Qin, driving using navigation. Gong Liang sat in the passenger seat, while Gong Baozhu and Guo Mingzhu, mother and daughter, sat in the back.
On the way, Gong Baozhu seed very excited because she rarely went to Zheng Da’s house for a al.
"Dad, why did Uncle Zheng invite us to his house for a al this ti? Is it because Zheng Siyuan succeeded in a blind date and is getting married, and Uncle Zheng is so happy that he invited everyone for a al?"
"Then you brought the wrong gift. What does Zheng Siyuan’s girlfriend like? Gold? Jewelry? Clothes? Or bags?"
When it cos to gift-giving, Gong Baozhu has clearly learned from Gong Liang.
"What successful blind date, just yesterday your Uncle Zheng was still asking if there were any suitable girls I could introduce. I’m also not sure why we’re suddenly having a al, regardless of the ti. Anyway, there’s food, let’s eat first."
"Bringing gifts for Si Qin and Yiyi can’t be wrong, Si Qin’s hair still hasn’t grown back, right? Have your brother buy so more supplents later, it’s almost New Year, don’t let us run out of things for gifting then."
"Okay, Dad."
Qin Huai kept quiet throughout but was quietly learning.
Half an hour later, Qin Huai arrived downstairs at Zheng Da’s house.
To be honest, Zheng Da’s residence is indeed quite far away, no wonder he doesn’t like coming to Huang Ji very much. A half-hour drive, especially in the morning, could really take half of Zheng Da’s life.
Zheng Da lives in a villa area, with a nice environnt. It’s a standalone three-story villa, and instead of planting flowers in the garden, it’s all vegetables. In the dead of winter, the Chinese cabbage is growing wonderfully, just waiting for a frost or a light snow to beco especially delicious.
Qin Huai and the Gong family mbers rang the doorbell, carrying large bags and small packages, and it was Huang An Yao who opened the door. Looking at the four people who seed like door-to-door salespersons, with a half-peeled carrot in his hand, Huang An Yao widened his eyes and gave Qin Huai a look that said ’why didn’t you tell you brought gifts in advance.’
Qin Huai returned a look that said ’I’m just hitching a ride on soone else’s plan.’
In the kitchen, Huang Shengli and Zheng Da were already busy, with Huang An Yao and Zheng Siyuan helping out.
It’s mostly Zheng Siyuan who’s helping out. Huang An Yao’s skills are limited; he can’t even help with cutting vegetables, only peeling them and washing them. He has a small stool at the kitchen door, convenient for sitting on it in front of the trash can peeling carrots.
Seeing Qin Huai arrive, Zheng Siyuan made room for him at the cooking station and succinctly said, "The ingredients are all prepared for you."
Qin Huai looked and sure enough, everything was ready.
The glutinous rice skin was done, various ingredients were chopped and placed in different small bowls arranged in several rows. Sesa and red bean fillings were prepared in advance, and the fresh at was already chopped by Zheng Siyuan, just waiting to be ford into balls. Winter lon candy and lard were placed in a large bowl.
Zheng Siyuan hadn’t helped with sugar boiling because that’s a crucial step in making mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls. Different fruit fillings require slightly different sugar amounts. If Zheng Siyuan had prepared all the sugar in advance, the mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls would only have almond and walnut filling today.
Huang Shengli was preparing ingredients, and Zheng Da was creating art.
He was truly creating art. All the small tools needed for making Qianhua Gongdeng Bun were spread out in a row. Luckily, Zheng Da’s kitchen was big enough for him to occupy a space solely for styling the buns; otherwise, he might have had to move to the living room for his creations.
Judging from Zheng Da’s setup, it’s clear he was planning to showcase sothing impressive today.
Zheng Siyuan whispered to Qin Huai, "I don’t know what’s gotten into my dad today, he got up at a little past 6 AM to knead dough. He went through eight doughs before he was satisfied, and even rummaged through everything to find his tool kit for making Qianhua Bun, and he just scrapped two attempts he wasn’t happy with."
"I wish he could show the sa spirit when making mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls."
Qin Huai really wanted to tell Zheng Siyuan that although the enthusiasm for making Qianhua Gongdeng Bun originated from , you are the main reason.
But Qin Huai didn’t and only said, "Maybe your dad wants to show off a little."
"Making Qianhua Gongdeng Bun is so hard; when I was doing it, my hands were trembling, almost cramping into chicken claws."
Zheng Siyuan expressed his bewildernt; his father always decides to slack off when he shouldn’t and suddenly gets motivated when he could relax.
"Do you need my help?" asked Zheng Siyuan.
"No need, leave it to ," Qin Huai replied.
Zheng Siyuan nodded, "Alright, I’ll go help Uncle prepare vegetables."
Qin Huai began to boil sugar. While this step is important, it’s not extrely difficult. Especially with precise control over quantities, the chance of Qin Huai ssing up during the sugar boiling step was close to zero, and he could even spare so ti to see what others were doing.
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