"Just go with the flow, Uncle says he’ll come over this afternoon to guide us on fire control."
Upon hearing that Huang Shengli would come over personally to guide them on fire control in the afternoon, Qin Huai felt ready to go, eager to make two more batches of fermented rice with steamed buns.
Forget about the Four Happiness Dumplings and Five Fillings Bun, those are a bit troublesome, and he’s too tired to bother.
"Are you learning too?" Qin Huai asked, feeling that Zheng Siyuan was already good at fire control and probably didn’t need to learn.
If he had Zheng Siyuan’s skills in fire control, making Longevity Noodles would be a piece of cake, and he’d be A-level in minutes.
Zheng Siyuan nodded, resolutely saying, "I want to try big spoon stir-frying technique!"
Qin Huai thought his aspirations might be a bit low.
He just wanted to try stir-frying.
Meanwhile, far away in Hangzhou, Zheng Da, who was busy dealing with production line issues, suddenly received a call from an old friend.
As soon as he picked up, his friend’s loud voice boomed through the phone.
"Old Zheng, you’re quite something, aren’t you? Came back to help out at Huang Ji Restaurant and didn’t even notify your old friends, almost made us miss it."
Zheng Da was completely puzzled: "What help? I’m in Hangzhou, not Gusu. Are you talking about Siyuan? Siyuan should be helping at Huang Ji now."
The old friend was taken aback: "You’re not at Huang Ji? Then who made the fermented rice with steamed buns at noon today? And what about the other stuff like the Five Fillings Bun, Crab Shell Cake, Dream Come True Sesame Bun, and Four Happiness Dumplings? If it’s not you, who else could’ve made it? Who in Gusu can match this skill level? Your son can’t either - I’ve tasted his Five Fillings Bun before."
Zheng Da immediately realized that this menu could only have been made by Qin Huai, and couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride knowing it was his chosen closed-door disciple who impressed with such outstanding skills.
He even harbored a bit of resentment towards Huang Shengli: what’s wrong with senior brother? How could he let Xiao Qin handle so many snacks by himself? What if it wears out his future treasured apprentice?
The old friend, seeing Zheng Da remained silent, continued: "So it’s really not you who did it, then tell me where Old Huang found such a talent. This skill level is on par with yours, or did someone from Zhiwei Restaurant leave to come over? Which master from Zhiwei Restaurant resigned?"
Zheng Da was instantly furious upon hearing this: "What nonsense are you talking about? On par with my skills? Gong Datou, can you even taste it? How could that skill level possibly match mine? My skills are definitely higher than that!"
If Qin Huai’s skills were on par with his, how could he still have the audacity to take Qin Huai as a disciple?
"Where are you?" Zheng Da asked.
"I’m at Huang Ji, waiting for the snacks. I thought you were at Huang Ji and was afraid you’d leave as soon as the lunch shift ended, so I rushed over to buy some, but it turns out it’s not you."
"Don’t buy too much, so as not to tire out Xiao Qin."
"Oh, is the new chef your friend? Got it. Hanging up now."
Before hanging up, Zheng Da heard the friend asking the server:
"Hey, when will my 20 steamed buns, 30 Five Fillings Buns, 50 Four Happiness Dumplings, 10 servings of Dream Come True Sesame Bun, and 15 Crab Shell Cakes be ready?"
Did you not have snacks in your past life? Stockpiling so much, are you a hoarder?
Zheng Da sent a message to Huang Shengli.
Zheng Da: Senior brother, is this how you take care of Xiao Qin when I asked you to? Xiao Qin is my future closed-door disciple, what will I do if you exhaust him???
Leisurely sipping tea after a therapy session, Huang Shengli: ?
What nonsense is this? Since when did Qin Huai become Zheng Da’s closed-door disciple?
Huang Shengli recalled a new phrase he learned online recently that was very fitting for Zheng Da.
Huang Shengli put down his phone, continued enjoying his tea, and planned the afternoon’s teaching schedule.