This kind of apathetic behavior is simply a desecration of snacks.
Zheng Siyuan perked up, and started to seriously color it.
After a while, a beautiful apple was born in Zheng Siyuan’s hands. He contentedly studied the apple, put it down, and turned to glance at Qin Huai.
This patchy color, looking like an apple colored by a three-year-old child, he hadn’t seen in many years.
How did Qin Huai’s skills regress to this level?
No, it’s not the skill. How did his aesthetic become this outlandish?
Could it be that because his first apple coloring was not done well, he led Qin Huai astray?
Zheng Siyuan glanced at the first apple he colored, feeling it wasn’t that terrible!
Zheng Siyuan craned his neck to look at the apple Qin Huai was coloring and let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this apple was executed normally.
It seemed Qin Huai, just like himself, was distracted while coloring the first apple. Alas, he indeed set a bad example.
Zheng Siyuan secretly swore to himself that he would focus entirely when making snacks in the future, leave no room for distraction, and absolutely not be apathetic.
Qin Huai had no idea that Zheng Siyuan had such a rich inner activity. If he knew, he would definitely tell him, "Bro, you’re overthinking. I just purely wanted to try Liu Tao’s coloring style."
People should have diverse aesthetics towards art.
At noon, the new apple dumplings were placed on the steamer.
Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan also didn’t leave the kitchen, each holding a plate of rice with toppings, sitting by the steamer while eating.
Qin Huai wanted to know the grade of the dumplings at the first opportunity.
Zheng Siyuan wanted to taste firsthand what kind of dumpling would be produced from such an outrageous recipe.
The two pastry chefs ate in the kitchen, with Chen An and An Youyou imitating them, holding bowls and eating in the kitchen as well.
An Youyou got up too early, even feeling a bit sleepy while eating, yawning as she ate.
Qin Huai ate the tomato fried egg over rice tastelessly, his mind entirely on the steamer, staring hard at it until finally,
[Apple Dumpling C-level]
Qin Huai, believing he didn’t make any mistake in the pastry aspect and that his dough skill shouldn’t be inferior to Jiang Weiming’s, produced only C-level dumplings.
This meant the filling made by Jiang Weiming forcefully elevated the C-level snacks to a higher grade, pulling it up to B-level.
The specialist’s prowess was terrifying.
Qin Huai put down the plate, donned gloves, and lifted the steamer.
Oh, a bit of a mishap.
The oil wasn’t adjusted properly while frying the filling. Qin Huai thought it was dry, but whether it was not truly dry or the dough didn’t match the filling, two dumplings definitely had a slight oil leakage.
The oil didn’t actually leak out, but the color of the dumplings was affected, with the red apple seemingly worm-eaten, bearing a small discolored spot.
Qin Huai used tongs to take out the dumplings, finding some C-level ones, C-minus ones, and of course, some made by Zheng Siyuan that didn’t show a grade.
Qin Huai believed what Zheng Siyuan made should be a bit better than his, possibly reaching C-plus level, so he picked one without a displayed grade but with decent appearance and no flaws and handed it to Zheng Siyuan.
He then picked a C-level one for himself.
Letting it cool for a while, the two of them took a bite at the same time, their expressions varied.
Qin Huai knew the dumplings would definitely taste good, as Luo Jun would have cursed if they weren’t.
He just didn’t expect it to be... so delicious.
This dumpling was remarkably delicious, with a taste that seemed good now but theoretically could be even better.
This filling was truly excellent.
Clearly, it seemed similar to the Three Meat Buns’ filling, with a similar production concept, but with the carrot puree mixed in the meat filling, assorted with diced bamboo shoots and mushrooms, it surprisingly had an extremely wonderful texture.
The fusion of the carrot’s sweetness with the meat flavor, paired with the slightly firm, chewy dough, this sensation...
Luo Jun was absolutely correct, this filling should be used for making buns.
On Zheng Siyuan’s side, his reaction was completely different.
Zheng Siyuan first doubted, then was shocked, followed by appreciation, immediately began savoring, soon fell silent, next came reflection, and finally, a reshaping of his worldview.
Just looking at his expression, you could tell he was having an intense mental struggle while eating the dumpling.
The name of this struggle should be: Sorry, Ancestors.
I know it’s ridiculous, also know an apple dumpling should have an apple flavor, moreover realize this filling is obviously for buns, no idea why it got forcibly stuffed into a dumpling.
But it is indeed delicious.
It even feels it should be more delicious, as my culinary skills have constrained its tastiness.
Darn, how can a meat-filled dumpling be delicious? This defies logic, isn’t scientific, and even wrongs the ancestors!
"How is it?" Qin Huai asked.
Zheng Siyuan was silent for a long time, then said:
"Tonight, I’m going to study how to fry fillings."
"Tomorrow morning, I’m going to make buns."
"I admit it is delicious."
"But I think it should be... bun filling."