The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 109 Noodles (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to everyone~)

A plate of apple noodles, half made by Qin Huai and half made by Zheng Siyuan.

At first glance, you can't tell that this plate of noodles was not made by the same person.

They are all carved from the same mold, the shape of an apple, the color of an apple, the texture of an apple and even the stem of an apple.

From a distance, you can't tell that this is a plate of noodles.

Zheng Siyuan is a bit autistic.

Qin Huai didn't think there was anything wrong. In his opinion, this dish of noodles was made by Zheng Siyuan, and he was just helping Zheng Siyuan.

The dough was kneaded by Zheng Siyuan, the filling was prepared by Zheng Siyuan, and even the beet juice for coloring was prepared by Zheng Siyuan. Qin Huai felt that he was just participating in it to practice his finger techniques.

To be honest, he has a pretty good talent for fingering.

Qin Huai looked at the noodles on the plate with satisfaction, which were hard to tell whether they were real or fake. The confidence that he had lost after practicing the cooking temperature for many days was suddenly restored after watching the noodles today.

His sword skills are at the elementary level, because the lowest level is only elementary.

But his fingering skills are at the elementary level because he didn't have the conditions to practice before.

To be honest, Qin Huai felt that when he was making the apple shape of the dough and using a brush to paint the apple, he regained the long-lost feeling of kneading dough for the first time without any instruction.

That’s the feeling!

"Siyuan, where do you think I should start practicing my fingering?" Qin Huai held an apple-shaped fruit and weighed it back and forth in his hand. "Should I start with a simple snack like the soup?"

Zheng Siyuan: "...No, just start with the simple noodles."

"You are only responsible for shaping the shape, and I will do the rest. We will just practice fingering."

Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan walked out of the kitchen one after another. Chen Yingjun and Chen Huihong were already staring at the noodles on the plate in a daze.

Chen Yingjun even stretched out his finger and tentatively poked the dough fruit on the plate to determine whether it was a real apple.

"Sister, this is really not an apple." Chen Yingjun was stunned.

Qin Huai:......

He began to doubt the fact that Chen Yingjun started from scratch and built up his current fortune entirely through his own ability and hard work.

From the first moment Qin Huai saw Chen Yingjun, he felt that Chen Yingjun’s current status must be due to his own efforts, without any fraud or deception.

At the same time, I also feel that it makes sense for Chen Huihong's mother to name him this way. He has grown up like this, so he should be called Yingjun to bring some happiness to him.

Chen Yingjun has a typical face of a sneaky, sinister and cunning villain.

If it were a TV show, the audience would think he had come up with 1000 bad ideas in just a blink of an eye.

Now that he is middle-aged and fat, he doesn’t look so small anymore. If he had been thinner when he was young, Qin Huai couldn’t imagine what he would have looked like.

A face like this with this expression is quite contrasting.

"Master Zheng, Master Qin, is this the noodle fruit you plan to put in the snack gift box?" Chen Yingjun picked up one and squeezed it gently. "Is this snack meant to be eaten?"

"As long as it's a snack, you can eat it." Zheng Siyuan said, "Now it's best to eat it while it's still warm on the surface and not completely cold. Once the noodles are completely cold, they may feel better when you hold them in your hands, but they won't taste as good as they do now."

After hearing what Zheng Siyuan said, Chen Yingjun didn't hesitate at all. He opened his mouth and took a bite of the work of art in his hand, and ate the apple stem as well.

When you take a bite, the filling inside the noodle is revealed.

The filling is made of date paste mixed with yam paste and apple juice. When Zheng Siyuan was mixing the filling, Qin Huai felt that he added a little too much date paste, and the color looked a little darker. Unexpectedly, the color became much lighter after steaming.

It doesn't really look like the color of an apple when viewed up close, but it should still be impressive when viewed from a distance.

"Actually, the apple noodle fruit I made is a lost version." Zheng Siyuan said to Qin Huai, "My father said that the apple noodle fruit made by my master is lighter in color and closer to the flesh. It tastes sandy when eaten. It feels like chopped apples mixed with yam puree and steamed inside."

“But when it was passed down to my father, he couldn’t make it in the same way. When I started learning cooking, my master was long gone. That’s why I say that some dim sum require imagination. My father is a typical person with no imagination, so the tradition was lost.”

“I’m a little better than my dad, but that’s about it. Plus, I don’t really like dim sum like noodles and steamed buns. They’re too complicated for me. I prefer to make more popular ones, so I haven’t studied them much.” While Zheng Siyuan was talking, Chen Yingjun had already silently finished eating a whole apple dim sum and was about to reach out for the second one.

Chen Huihong slapped his hand away, eager to try.

"One is enough. How many are there in this plate? Is it easy for Xiao Qin and Xiao Zheng to make a plate? They just gave it to you to taste, but you really ate it?"

"Huihui doesn't want to eat? Jiaai doesn't want to eat? Your wife Xiaoyue doesn't want to eat? Xiaoqin and Xiaozheng don't want to eat? Xiaoqin's sister Luoluo doesn't want to eat?" Chen Huihong began to scold her brother.

Chen Yingjun withdrew his hand aggrievedly, and glanced at the remaining noodles on the plate reluctantly: "I just want to taste it again to confirm it."

As he spoke, Chen Yingjun smacked his lips with satisfaction, "It's really delicious. I never thought that desserts could taste like fruit. It feels like I'm eating apple noodles... No, noodles made of apples... No. Anyway... it's delicious!"

You can tell that there is a severe lack of adjectives.

Zheng Siyuan said, "It's okay. I won't eat it. Mr. Chen, if you want to try it again, you can eat another one. We don't have enough time today. One apple noodle in the gift box is a bit monotonous, and two are a bit repetitive. I don't know many kinds of fruits here, only apples, pears, bananas, peaches, grapes, red dates and longans."

"If you are free tomorrow, please come back in the afternoon. I will make two more types of noodles for you to try. I will put three types in the gift box."

Chen Yingjun has already started swallowing his saliva.

"Yes, of course, Master Zheng, you can do anything! I said at the beginning that I fully believe in your craftsmanship!"

"What are we having for dinner tomorrow?"

Zheng Siyuan: …

The customers at Qinhuai really all have an inexplicable sense of harmony.

"Tomorrow..." Zheng Siyuan tried to think of what else he was good at, so as not to lose face tomorrow, "Dates and grapes."

"That's great! I love dates and grapes the most. Master Zheng, we have such a tacit understanding!" Chen Yingjun said excitedly.

Qin Huai munched on an apple and watched Chen Yingjun's performance quietly.

You know what, it’s really delicious.

Although the date flavor is a little strong and covers up the apple flavor, you can still smell the fragrance of the apple when you eat it.

The outer dough is just the right hardness and softness, mixed with the sweet filling inside, and with the perfectly stretched shape, Qin Huai feels that no one will not love this snack.

Is this a snack? This is a work of art!
Even if you don’t like apples, you can’t help but try a bite of this snack.

As for the version of noodle fruit that Zheng Siyuan just mentioned, which has the texture of apple and the taste of apple, Qin Huai couldn't even imagine it.

In his opinion, the current noodles are already perfect. If they can reach a higher level...

Master Jing is so terrifying.

Qin Huai sent a message to Luo Jun, asking him to ask Zhang Shumei to come and get the noodles.

When Chen Huihong was counting just now, she didn't notice that Qin Huai actually had another one in his hand. The extra one was just right for Mr. Luo Jun, the person who issued the side quest, to try first.

See if it’s the taste of the noodles he had forgotten.

By the time Qin Huai sent the message, Chen Yingjun was already discussing the transfer of funds with Zheng Siyuan.

Chen Yingjun couldn't wait to transfer the money to Zheng Siyuan and decide on the number of fruits.

I completely forgot that the owner of the cafeteria is actually Qin Huai.

Qin Huai also forgot about it and happily watched Chen Yingjun add Zheng Siyuan on WeChat.

The noodles are really delicious.

Take another bite.

Slip.

(End of this chapter)