The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 112: Teach you what you like (Thanks to Guo Qiuqiu for the reward!)
Happy times are always short, and soon it was time for Chen Yingjun and Fruit Noodle Guoer to say goodbye after tasting the food.

In the next few days, Zheng Siyuan made several other kinds of fruit pastries for Chen Yingjun to try. Chen Yingjun enjoyed them very much and finally decided on apple pastries, date pastries and peach pastries.

Putting two dates in the box means good things come in pairs, which is a good start for the most high-end gift box.

Chen Yingjun nibbled on a peach-shaped fruit. Looking at the fruit which was pink on the outside, white with yellow inside, and had a pit at the deepest part, tears almost fell from his eyes.

You won’t be able to eat something this delicious again in the future.

Chen Yingjun has signed a contract with Zheng Siyuan and paid the full amount in one go, accomplishing the feat of being named the best client dad of the year.

However, the promotion of the property company's activities takes time, and the customization of gift boxes also takes time. At the same time, Zheng Siyuan also needs to rest.

Of course, rest is an excuse, mainly because Zheng Siyuan himself doesn't like making noodles. Usually, he only needs to make a few for Qin Huai's teaching. Once he receives an order, he has a fixed daily shipment volume, which will reduce his time to make his favorite shortbread, Dingsheng cake, fresh meat mooncake and Qiaoguo.

Zheng Siyuan didn't feel Mr. Chen's sadness at all.

"Mr. Chen, since the specific contents of the gift box have been finalized and the delivery date is set, you only need to send someone to pick up the goods every day." Zheng Siyuan said, "Do you have any other questions?"

"Can I buy 20 kilograms of pastries today?" Chen Yingjun asked sadly.

Zheng Siyuan: ...?
Facing Zheng Siyuan's questioning look, Chen Yingjun immediately changed his words: "10 jin is fine too."

"Oh no, 5 jin."

"3 jin, 3 jin, Master Zheng, you have to give me some. We have 3 people and 2 cats in our family!"

Zheng Siyuan said slowly: "Even if you didn't discuss cooperation, as a customer, you are free to buy as much as you want, but today..."

“I didn’t make shortbread.”

"All the dim sum we made this morning has been sold out. Now the only thing left in the store is the egg cake made by Chef Chen."

Chen An, who had just got home from get off work and was watching TV, sneezed and rubbed his nose.

Chen Yingjun felt like the sky was falling.

In the end, Chen Yingjun went home sadly with a box of packaged noodles and two pounds of egg cakes.

After Chen Yingjun left, Zheng Siyuan did not go back directly, but sat in the kitchen and chatted with Qin Huai.

Qin Huai was still making animal bean paste buns.

"Your finger technique is wrong." Zheng Siyuan reminded him, "Don't be afraid to use force with your fingers. Press when you should press, and lift when you should lift. When you are shaping the dim sum, you should have a rough idea in your mind. Normally, you should think about it in your mind before you start."

Zheng Siyuan looked at the completely shapeless dough in Qin Huai's hand and sighed: "I find you are really weird."

"Ah?" Qin Huai looked up blankly. He was a little distracted while fighting with the dough and chatting with Zheng Siyuan.

"When you first made the apple dough fruit, I thought you were extremely talented in fingering. You had already mastered it without a teacher. It was unheard of."

"But when you were making grapes, dates, peaches, and longans later, I felt that you had average talent and were a typical beginner."

"But your pears are pretty good."

"Now..." Zheng Siyuan looked at the dough in Qin Huai's hand with a complicated look, and he didn't know what was going on. "What are you kneading?"

"Doraemon." Qin Huai said, "This is for Luo Luo. Didn't you just say that you should go over it in your mind first? I don't have any specific animal images in my mind, only Doraemon, Snoopy, Hello Kitty, Garfield and Black Cat Sheriff. I think the blue fat man is easier to sculpt, so I'm going to start sculpting now after going over it in my mind."

Zheng Siyuan: …

Is it possible that what he said is a basic normal animal when he goes over it in his mind?

"You're more like a beginner now than ever before." Zheng Siyuan sighed, "You're really weird."

"You can make apple-shaped fruits, but you can't make basic bunny rabbits. You give me the impression that you are not just partial to certain subjects. You are more like you are good at cloze test but not good at listening."

It can be heard that Zheng Siyuan hates cloze tests.

"I don't know what's going on." Qin Huai continued to try to make a blue fat man. "Before I met you through Uncle Wang, the best pastry maker I knew was Master Qin who ran a chestnut shortbread shop at the back door of our community."

Seeing Zheng Siyuan's bewildered look, Qin Huai explained, "Qin is a common surname in my family. When I was in elementary school, there were 57 people in our class, and 17 of them were surnamed Qin, which was more than the surname Wang." "Master Qin's chestnut cakes and mung bean cakes are especially delicious. He taught me how to make mung bean cakes. But after he taught me, he found that my mung bean cakes were better than his, so he stopped teaching me how to make chestnut cakes."

Zheng Siyuan: …

"I have never learned any so-called techniques, nor have I systematically learned the proportions of ingredients. I don't even know much about ingredients. My mother usually buys the same few items when she buys vegetables. We eat whatever is the most cost-effective at the market."

“You may think it’s strange that I’m very good at it and it’s so strange that I can make it like this, but for me, this is how I’ve been making snacks since I was a child.”

"It was difficult to make Four Joy Dumplings. No matter how I followed the recipes on the Internet or in the dim sum encyclopedia, I couldn't get it right. No one taught me the compatibility of ingredients. I remember that when I tried out recipes, I simply bought whatever was available at the market and tried them one by one using the exhaustive method."

"Luoluo ate the awful Four-Happiness Dumplings for two months and spent all of her New Year's money before she finally figured it out."

"But some snacks are very simple to make, such as donkey rolls, pea yellow, crab roe crisps, and crab shell yellow. In fact, they are all made by looking at recipes like four-happiness dumplings. There was not even a video tutorial because my family didn't have a computer at that time."

“But these snacks are very easy to make. I learned it after a few tries.”

"And kneading dough. Although Dean Qin taught me how to knead dough in theory, Dean Qin himself doesn't understand it. No one has ever taught me how to knead dough for steamed buns or baked desserts, but I just know how to do it."

"So sometimes, although Master Zheng speaks in an abstract way, always talking about this feeling, you know, do you understand that feeling? But I do know what feeling Master Zheng is talking about, because I have always relied on my feelings to make dim sum."

“So if you ask me why I can make apple noodles, I can only say that I feel very good when making them.”

Qin Huai finished speaking.

Zheng Siyuan fell into deep thought.

While Qin Huai was talking, he had already finished wrestling with the dough and had molded out the prototype of a big-headed blue fat man.

Zheng Siyuan watched Qin Huai use tools to add eyes and draw beard to the blue fat man.

"I remember you made hedgehog bags very well." Zheng Siyuan asked, "How did you learn that?"

"That's also from the Dim Sum Encyclopedia." Qin Huai's eyes didn't click well, so he ordered again, "My hedgehog buns weren't pretty at first, it was all a learning experience. Luo Luo loved eating hedgehog buns when she was little."

Zheng Siyuan fell into deep thought.

Qin Huai took a small pot and put the blue fat man in it to steam it separately.

After a while, the blue fat man came out of the pot and Qin Huai made the final decoration.

Very ugly.

Ugly, cute, ugly.

But the taste should not be bad. The dough kneaded by Qinhuai and the filling made by Qinhuai are definitely fine for normal consumption.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Qin Huai couldn't help but sigh at his own cooking skills. "It's so ugly. Luo Luo still has an hour before school is over. I'll make her a meat-filled one."

"I understand." Zheng Siyuan said.

"Ah?" Qin Huai was confused again.

Why has Zheng Siyuan become so jumpy lately?

"I know how to teach you fingering, and teach you what you like." Zheng Siyuan said.

"What I like? What do I like?" Qin Huai was still a little confused.

He doesn't know how to use his fingers very well. These past two days, he was either making apple dough or animal bean paste buns. One is very difficult, the other is very simple. He didn't try the intermediate ones, such as lotus crisp, thousand-layer crisp, and golden silk roll.

"You like what Luoluo likes." Zheng Siyuan said firmly, "If you are sleepy, go back to sleep first. I will wait for Luoluo to finish school and ask her what kind of good-looking snacks she likes to eat."

"I'll teach you what she wants to eat."

Qin Huai:?
For some reason, Qin Huai felt that he was not far from becoming the second brother.

(End of this chapter)