Congratulations to Ouyang, you’ve won again, it’s still the mixed fruit filling glutinous rice ball!
Ouyang almost shed two clear tears as he knelt down with his hands raised above his head, looking up proudly and questioning the heavens why.
But he wouldn’t do that, because now he can’t ask the heavens by looking up, he can only question the kitchen ceiling.
"Qin Huai, exactly how many mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls did you make today? When I looked in the kitchen just now, it didn’t seem like you made many!" Ouyang asked in sorrowful indignation.
Ouyang’s sorrowful voice brought Qin Huai back to reality. Qin Huai blinked, seeing that Ouyang had won: "Your luck is pretty bad today. There wasn’t enough winter melon candy at home, so I only made 8 mixed fruit filling balls."
"With 21 bowls of soup dumplings, if you managed to get one, you should buy a lottery ticket during the day."
So tired, just let destruction come.
Qin Huai opened the kitchen door and addressed the crowd of grandpas and grandmas who had long stopped chatting outside, all staring at the kitchen door with expectant yet restrained, excited yet reserved eyes: "The dumplings are ready and can be eaten now."
The grandpas and grandmas filed in to get the soup dumplings, each one lighting up when they saw the half-dumpling in Ouyang’s spoon was the mixed fruit filling, and those who were close to Ouyang teased him a bit.
"Xiao Ou, Grandpa knew you were a good person, helping us test the temperature with the mixed fruit filling."
Everyone found it perfectly normal, even though there was a Master Qin filter that came with eating the snacks made by Qin Huai, it couldn’t make the mixed fruit filling into something delicious.
For the loyal customers of Yunzhong Restaurant, they had long been accustomed to taste-testing.
Back when Qin Huai practiced making snacks in the afternoon, the grandpas and grandmas often helped taste test.
If it tasted bad, it was free, if it tasted good, they might charge a bit, they understood the logic.
The dumplings tonight were free, and before coming to eat them, the grandpas and grandmas were prepared.
Only after eating did they find out that for three flavors, they had to pay; for one flavor, they didn’t have to, balancing things out, it ended up being free.
Although the mixed fruit flavored dumplings tasted bad, they had a unique terrible flavor, a terrible kind of soul, a terrible kind of comedic effect, they were so terribly delicious that the grandpas and grandmas burst into laughter while eating them and found it hard to resist.
Who could refuse a free soup dumpling blind box?
Not getting the mixed fruit filling dumpling meant you profited, getting it was just contributing a bit to Master Qin’s snack career, providing some unimportant opinions, and giving some very unprofessional yet heartfelt feedback.
Don’t know if it helps, but it should help a bit.
Xu Tuqiang used to always occupy the C position of Table 9 at Yunzhong Restaurant, but now he couldn’t even secure a spot at Qin Huai’s house, and considered it a victory not to be squeezed out of the house, eating in the hallway or at Gong Liang’s house.
Although Gong Liang’s house had heating and underfloor heating, making it much warmer than Qin Huai’s house, everyone preferred eating at Qin Huai’s house.
Being close to Master Qin made eating more enjoyable!
"The meat filling, sesame filling, red bean paste dumplings were clearly all quite delicious, how could Master Qin insist on making this terribly bad mixed... mixed fruit filling." Xu Tuqiang muttered.
"It’s mixed fruit filling, what’s mixed fruit filling, mixed fruit is incredibly sour, making a dumpling with that would probably taste even worse." Grandpa Qian retorted.
"Who said mixed fruit is bad? You just don’t know how to buy it. Xiao Chen, don’t you think? The mixed fruit you bought last time was delicious, my granddaughters hold onto it every day like they won’t let go. When there’s a chance to buy it again, I’ll buy more." Grandma Ding spoke up for mixed fruit.
Chen Huihong was quietly wondering what Qin Huai had been thinking, how he could make such bad dumplings, having such a system, and still make such bad snacks, even inviting everyone to taste test them. Before, wouldn’t it have been enough to let Ouyang try them?
Maybe Qin Huai’s system had mutated recently and needed to collect everyone’s negative emotions. Luckily, she hadn’t brought Huihui today, such bad luck that one bowl had two mixed fruit filling dumplings.
"Ah, what’s buying in bulk? Dean Ding, haven’t you already gotten all the furniture for your house delivered? Oh, mixed fruit, right, that’s simple. I’ll tell my brother when I get back, he can help keep an eye out, let you know when they’re setting it up." Chen Huihong continued wrestling with the mixed fruit filling dumplings with a grimace.
The customers from Yunzhong Restaurant had reclaimed the old feeling of competing for snacks in the restaurant, eating and chatting with great joy and fellowship, making Gong Liang’s feelings a bit more complicated.
Gong Liang glanced at his wife, who was earnestly learning tips from a nearby grandma on how to be lazy while looking after grandchildren, laying a solid foundation for looking after his future grandchildren. He looked out the window in melancholy, feeling that no one could understand his sadness.
At first, he thought he was special.
He thought Master Qin prepared special treats only for him, even inviting him to have breakfast at Huang Ji’s and leading him all the way into Huang’s Kitchen.
Gong Liang looked at the full house of people.
This was just Master Qin’s hobby.
Master Qin just liked making a few extra treats, Chen Huihong, Qu Jing, Ouyang, and even that Luo Jun they mentioned who hadn’t come over to Shan City yet were the first in line for Qin Huai’s treats, and he might not even make it to the first spot.
How can he not even make it to the first spot?!
Blame Zheng Da for renting such a small house back then, now there’s no more space to add anything to this house.
Just as Gong Liang was feeling melancholy, his phone chimed with a WeChat notification; someone sent him a message.
Gong Liang checked the message.
Qin Huai (Birthday 6/1): Mr. Gong, are you free later? I plan to make you two Qianhua Gongdeng Buns later. If you’re not sleeping too late today, I’ll call you when they’re ready for you to come over and eat.
Qin Huai (Birthday 6/1): It’s my first time making Qianhua Gongdeng Buns, if they don’t turn out well, please don’t mind.
Today, Qin Huai had specially brought some ready-made dough home, originally intended to make rabbit buns for Huihui.
As a little elementary school student, Chen Huihui had her own preferences.
Despite how delicious Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns, Three Meat Buns, and Five Fillings Bun might be, her favorite was still the cute-looking rabbit red bean paste buns.
The child had a small appetite, with two tiny rabbit buns and a glass of milk in the morning, she’d be full. Being a small amount anyway, Qin Huai planned to make five days’ worth at once for Chen Huihong to take back and freeze, so they could be steamed for Chen Huihui every morning.
Now it seemed Chen Huihui wouldn’t be able to have them.
Qin Huai barely added any Finger Skill proficiency while making the rabbit buns, fearing that even with 10 rabbit buns, he wouldn’t gain much proficiency.
Better to gamble on the Qianhua Gongdeng Buns.
As for making them for the first time, if they turned out poorly, whether it would leave a bad impression on Gong Liang,
What a joke, Gong Liang had tried the failed Crab Dumplings before, and now he’s also had the mixed fruit filling glutinous rice balls. Qin Huai couldn’t even imagine how a red bean filling Qianhua Gongdeng Bun could possibly fail to surpass its predecessors.
Looking at the messages from Qin Huai, Gong Liang only felt a warm feeling in his heart, standing up straighter.
Master Qin has me in his thoughts!
Though he loves making extra treats, he has me in his thoughts!
I, Gong Liang, must be part of the first echelon!