The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 106 Imagination

Although Chen Huihong didn't understand, she still did it.

When she picked up Chen Huihui from school at noon, she asked her if she was willing to cooperate with Qin Huai to release a side quest. Although Chen Huihui didn't understand, she said it again.

Nothing happened.

What a touching mother and daughter duo.

Qin Huai felt regretful that he could only complete a side quest, and at the same time he was troubled by the fact that he could not find any tutorials for Noodle Fruit.

Too advanced, no tutorial.

Qin Huai went back and carefully looked through the dim sum collection, but still couldn't find it.

In desperation, Qin Huai could only ask Zheng Da for help.

As for why he didn't ask Zheng Siyuan for help, it was because Zheng Da came to him on his own. Afternoon is Qin Huai's regular online class time. Since he reached the intermediate level, Qin Huai's enthusiasm for hanging soup has increased.

He also recognized the fact that his knife skills were very poor, and he had no plans to practice them hard in the near future, so he left all matters related to the processing of ingredients to the other two famous chefs in the store.

Although the cooking skills of the two chefs in the store are average, their knife skills are definitely better than Qin Huai's. With their help in processing the ingredients, Qin Huai worked hard to practice the control of the heat, and the soup-making process finally got on the right track, and there would no longer be such big failures as squatting in the duck pen to drink the soup.

Ouyang has been enjoying drinking soup recently, and his cheeks have become visibly rounder.

Zheng Da appeared in the camera when he was skimming the foam off the broth in Qinhuai and chatting with Huang Shengli about his recent experience in making the broth.

Zheng Da came to Huang's Restaurant to chat with his senior brother.

You can see that he is really free.

Since his senior ignored him, he went to chat with Qin Huai in the video.

"Xiao Qin, your skill in making soup has improved a lot!" Zheng Da praised after taking a quick look at the quality of the soup in the video.

"Master Huang taught me well." Qin Huai smiled modestly. Seeing that Zheng Da seemed to be really free, he asked, "Master Zheng, I have a question for you."

Zheng Da immediately perked up.

He's OK again.

"Can you make noodle fruit? It's about making pastry that looks like fruit and tastes like fruit, and looks so real at first glance."

Zheng Da felt that he was not good enough.

Huang Shengli was sitting on a chair eating raisins. Seeing Zheng Da suddenly fell silent, he smiled and said, "Why are you silent? Don't you know how to do it? I remember your master taught you."

Qin Huai's eyes suddenly lit up.

Really will!
Master Jing is so omnipotent. How come his sect teaches everything?

Zheng Da smiled bitterly: "I have taught you, but that is... I already have... this thing... I have been able to do it before."

Qin Huai:?
"Xiao Qin, why do you suddenly want to learn how to make noodles? What TV series is Luo Luo watching?" Zheng Da felt that the TV series nowadays were really outrageous. If you are filming, just focus on filming. Why do you have to study dishes? How can there be such high-end noodles?

"Yes, Luoluo heard about it from her classmates at school two days ago, and she said she wanted to eat it when she came back. I promised her that I would make it for her if she did well in her midterm exam, but I searched the Internet at noon today and didn't find any particularly reliable tutorials, so I thought I would ask you if you know how to make it." Qin Huai said calmly.

Anyway, when the noodles are made, Qin Luo will definitely have something to eat, so she asked because it was specially made for her.

Zheng Da became even more distressed.

Qin Huai was a little confused about his distress.

Qin Huai could see that Zheng Da could do it, but there was a high probability that he would not do it very well.

It is understandable that he did not do a good job. After all, Zheng Da has been in business for many years and is no longer the serious pastry chef who appears in front of the kitchen counter every day to knead dough and make pastries.

Mian Guo Er is not a relatively basic and easy-to-make snack like shortbread and fresh meat mooncake. If fresh meat mooncakes are of C grade, Zheng Da can easily make B grade and surprise everyone, telling everyone that he is still as good as ever, then Mian Guo Er is only of A grade.

It's a failure to easily achieve a B grade.

If Luo Jun hadn't said in person that the noodles Liu Tao bought were not real noodles and were most likely just a bad imitation, Qin Huai might have chosen to give up this task temporarily.

His fingering is only elementary.

And he doesn’t style the desserts at all.

Qin Huai felt that as long as Zheng Da could do it, it would be enough even if he failed.

Get him started first.

The rest is up to him.

It is absolutely impossible to practice fingering from elementary to advanced level in a short period of time. But Qin Huai thinks it is still possible to practice hard for one or two months and go from elementary to intermediate level. After all, fingering is not like hanging soup, which can be practiced at any time.

As long as Qin Huai wants, it is not impossible to shape the steamed buns.

"Is there any problem?" Qin Huai asked directly.

Seeing that Zheng Da was hesitant and unwilling to speak, Huang Shengli simply helped him speak.

Huang Shengli pushed Zheng Da out of the screen, adjusted the position of his phone, and looked at Qin Huai and explained, "It's not that he doesn't know how to teach you, nor is it that he doesn't want to teach you. He's just afraid that you will finally make a breakthrough in the red case, but suffer a setback in the white case."

"I'm worried, Xiao Qin, that you're that kind of genius who's had a smooth life without any setbacks, and suddenly you get hit hard and become devastated, and you're no longer willing to study hard." Huang Shengli said with a smile.

"When did I say this? Brother, don't slander me. Xiao Qin, don't listen to what your master Huang says. This is not what I meant. This is entirely his idea!" Zheng Da's voice-over was particularly eye-catching.

Qin Huai felt that Zheng Da was worrying too much.

Hit? Have you watched the video tutorial of S-level Sophora japonica steamed bun?

Haha, I don’t understand it at all.

Have you ever seen a genius who has beginner's knife skills, intermediate level of fire control, and beginner's finger techniques?

It's so funny! The system scolded me for not shaping the snacks at all.

System evaluation is still a novice.

"Master Zheng is worrying too much." Qin Huai smiled bitterly, "I don't think I'm a genius. At most, my talent is better than that of ordinary people."

Qin Huai's words silenced Huang Shengli and Zheng Da.

Zheng Da squeezed back into the camera: "Xiao Qin, although you didn't find a reliable video tutorial, you should probably know how to make noodle fruit, right?"

Qin Huai nodded.

"It's normal that you can't find a video tutorial, because this snack...it can't have a tutorial."

Qin Huai:?
"Mian Guo Er is a snack that requires a true master to teach you, and it is up to you to practice on your own. It requires very high skills in all aspects of the chef, and it is a snack that laymen and ordinary chefs don't even need to try."

"Moreover, this kind of dim sum is usually taught by the chef. It requires years of learning and accumulation, and you can only succeed by trying to make it step by step."

"Of course, I'm not saying you can't do all of these. In my opinion, there is absolutely no problem in doing these. But there is a very important factor in noodle soup, which requires the imagination of the chef."

"When my master taught me how to make noodles, I could only make the styles he taught me. If I were to make them myself, I wouldn't be able to do it."

"My master said I was not suitable for making this kind of dim sum, and I didn't understand it at that time. Later, by chance, I saw the noodles made by Master Tan of Zhiweiju. It was really exquisite, imaginative and creative. Then I understood why my master said I was not suitable for making this kind of dim sum."

"I don't know how to describe you. Although you are a pure amateur and have never had a master, I always feel that the snacks you make are always imitating others."

"Imitation?" Qin Huai was a little surprised.

What is he imitating?
A complete collection of dim sum?

"Generally speaking, chefs who come from a self-taught background are the most imaginative and creative. Because no one teaches them, they just do what they think is right."

"But you are just the opposite. You are very good at imitating. You learn whatever others teach you. As long as there is no problem, you will not change it."

"Excuse me, but you are not suitable for making noodles either."

For some reason, Qin Huai felt as if he had been scolded.

However, is it a habit to imitate?
Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, it seemed so.

While Qin Huai was in a daze, he heard the voice-overs of Huang Shengli and Zheng Da in the video.

"You said I slandered you, but what you said was even worse." Huang Shengli said helplessly, "You really deserve to have no apprentice. How could Siyuan tolerate you when he was a child?"

"Brother, didn't you tell me that Xiao Qin was too mechanical and that his cooking lacked his own soul, so I gave him a strong dose of medicine? Today I just found an opportunity, and you said all the good things. Am I the bad guy?"

Qin Huai:......

"Master Huang, Master Zheng, your video call is still on. I can hear you talking."

The next second, the video call was disconnected.

Zheng Da sent a WeChat message.

Zheng Da: Xiao Qin, this is all your chef Huang's idea, don't mind it. I'll tell Siyuan tonight and ask him to come to your place in a couple of days to discuss cooking skills with you and teach you some basic finger techniques. He knows how to make noodles.

Zheng Da: It just so happens that I bought an apartment in the neighborhood next to yours, but the housing supply in your neighborhood is so tight that I can’t buy one at all.

(End of this chapter)