Tan Wei’an’s recipe shocked Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan, and it also provided them with a very rich train of thought that was almost the correct answer.
That night, Qin Huai studied the recipe until past 1 a.m.
The consequence was that he woke up late the next morning.
Under normal circumstances, Qin Huai should have arrived at the Yunzhong Restaurant before 7:15, but he slept until 7:30 and it was already 7:47 when he rushed to the restaurant.
Even Tan Wei’an had arrived, though he had just changed and was ready to knead the dough, he was there.
Pei Xing was waiting in the restaurant, eagerly anticipating.
Last night, Pei Xing thought hard about how to outshine his forr colleagues from Zhiwei Restaurant and realized that regular dumplings wouldn’t impress Qin Huai; he had to make extraordinary ones. Searching through his limited recipes, he finally settled on Salted Egg Yolk Shumai.
Pei Xing knew that his respected Master Qin was recently researching crab snacks. Although salted egg yolk and crab roe have no relation, salted egg yolk is a substitute for crab roe in snack fillings, almost like a distant cousin.
Master Qin would definitely love it!
Pei Xing was full of confidence in his Salted Egg Yolk Shumai today.
Even if he saw five chefs from Zhiwei Restaurant already there when he entered the kitchen, he was unafraid. So what if you can compete? Are you official workers at Yunzhong Restaurant? Have you signed contracts and received the five social insurances and one housing fund?
Have you worked under Master Qin? Run errands? Prepped ingredients? Made tea? Do you know what Master Qin likes to eat, when he likes to chat, or slacks off, or listens to gossip?
You newcors know nothing! What do you have to fight with ?
Pei Xing tid his Salted Egg Yolk Shumai to leave the stear right at 7:20. At that ti, Qin Huai had just arrived at Yunzhong Restaurant, changed clothes, and with an empty stomach, was exactly ready to eat breakfast. At this mont, if he presented the Salted Egg Yolk Shumai, he would surely stand out among the crowd and show the respected Master Qin who the most considerate employee was.
Then Pei Xing confidently waited from 7:20 to 7:47, doubting his life decisions.
Seeing Qin Huai arrive, Pei Xing almost shed tears of relief, quickly putting the raw Shumai into the stear to start cooking.
Just a few more minutes, and Pei Xing would once again be the most charming guy in front of Master Qin.
Pei Xing watched as Qin Huai hurried into the restaurant, flashed into the changing room, changed clothes at lightning speed, and rushed into the kitchen.
"Sorry, sorry, I stayed up too late looking at the recipe last night and got up late today." Qin Huai apologized to Zheng Siyuan as soon as he entered the kitchen, "Did you eat breakfast? Do you still want Chicken Soup Noodles?"
"I ate." Zheng Siyuan tersely replied, "Not eating today is fine, the wonton is there; if you want to eat, cook it yourself."
Tan Wei’an ca up curiously, "Which recipe are you studying? Crab Roe Soup Bun or Crab Dumplings? I think Crab Roe Soup Bun tastes better, I love Soup Buns."
"Of course, the best is undoubtedly the Crab Roe Rice Bowl. You two must try it at lunch today, it’s way better than mixing with noodles. Really, I’m not kidding. Make the Crab Yellow Sauce according to the recipe I gave you, and it’s absolutely stunning to mix with rice."
Nearby, Su Qian was silently cooking wontons. After grabbing a handful, he asked Qin Huai, "Master Qin, how many Paopao Dumplings and Zhou Sha Wontons would you like?"
"A serving of six, can’t eat too much, include seaweed, dried shrimp, and scallions," Qin Huai replied, glancing over in Su Qian’s direction, spotting the Zhiwei Restaurant crew behind him.
Everyone was working, and every cooking station had snacks prepared. So looked like they’d been out for a while, with no heat left, while others were freshly made and perfect for eating.
Guli’s Golden Thread Shaomai was clearly just out of the stear.
Back when they were at Huang Ji, Qin Huai loved eating the Golden Thread Shaomai Guli made in the mornings, simply because nowhere else served it.
Guli’s Golden Thread Shaomai was one of Master Tan’s signature snacks when he was alive, considered a secret recipe. Although neither Guli nor Tan Wei’an could replicate the original, it still made for a good breakfast.
From waking up until now, Qin Huai hadn’t even had a sip of water and instinctively walked toward Guli, who quickly handed him a bowl and chopsticks as Qin Huai approached.
The Golden Thread Shaomai, with its ample filling and thin skin, looked exquisite and not much different from regular dumplings, except for an extra egg skin, which was precisely what Qin Huai liked about it.
Both Guli and Tan Wei’an had told Qin Huai that their Golden Thread Shaomai was far from Master Tan’s level. Turning seemingly ordinary, simple, common snacks into sothing extraordinary was a testant to a master’s skills, a mark neither apprentice had fully inherited.
Qin Huai picked up a Golden Thread Shaomai, popping it into his mouth in one bite, chewing, swallowing.
Not satisfied, he ate another.
"Not bad, I noticed Tan Wei’an didn’t lie to , you’ve indeed improved a lot. Not only have your Ruyi Rolls gotten better, but even the taste of the Golden Thread Shaomai has improved sowhat. Have you noticed, have you found that feeling I told you about?" Qin Huai asked.
Guli smiled shyly, "I think I’ve kind of found the feeling you ntioned, but I’m still a bit slow, haven’t completely..."
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