The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 512 Potato Dumplings Make a Comeback
At 5:17 p.m., Qin Huai watched as the last batch of crab roe and pork buns were steamed. He clapped his hands to end his work for the day, shook his arms which were a little sore and numb from the high-intensity work, twisted his waist, and walked towards Wang Gensheng and the other three.

Seeing that Qin Huai had left work, Zhao Cheng'an immediately tossed the unfinished pastries he was making to Pei Xing: "Pei Xing, I still have something to do. Could you help me finish the remaining butterfly pastries? I'll guide you through the puff pastry process tomorrow."

"Okay, Master Zhao." Pei Xing took over Zhao Cheng'an's work as usual and watched Zhao Cheng'an happily run towards the small table.

"Hehe, off work, off work!" Zhao Cheng'an basically lets loose as soon as he leaves Zhiweiju. Now that everyone here is either his own people or his future friends, he lets loose even more, like a wild horse that has broken free.

After getting to know everyone, Gong Liang showed great tolerance. During the group chat, he even admitted his mistake from last time—that he had overreacted to Shi Dadan's threat to run away without warning.

In the "We Are a Loving Family" group chat, as long as the members don't commit murder or arson, even if someone suddenly dies, everyone will only be slightly surprised.

For example, if Zhao Cheng'an suddenly has a bad feeling tomorrow morning, thinks that living such an ordinary life is meaningless, and goes bungee jumping, and unfortunately dies in an accident during the bungee jump, the group members will only be slightly surprised, and then say that he is indeed a mayfly.

Chen Huihong might even excitedly hand over the funeral plan, which had already been prepared but hadn't been used yet because Luo Jun was still alive, to Zhao Cheng'an. Then she would happily ask Luo Jun what he thought of the plan, and that they should follow the same procedure when Luo Jun dies.

"Xiao Zhao, you've been making pastries all day again. You must be exhausted. The pineapple cakes are a little too sweet today, but the egg tarts are good. The butterfly pastries are pretty much the same as yesterday. The peach pastries are a bit too crumbly and they crumble everywhere. The auspicious cloud pattern pastries go perfectly with tea."

"Accountant Wang, if you ask me, I'll bring the tea tomorrow. I brought a few cans of Lu'an Melon Seed tea with me this time. Let's finish the tea from my family first."

What could Wang Gensheng say? Not only was his eloquence inferior to Gong Liang's, but his writing was also inferior, and even his family's tea was inferior.

Wang Gensheng could only nod and agree frantically.

"Come on, Xiao Zhao, have some tea and rest." Gong Liang said, handing Zhao Cheng'an a cup of warm tea, and then kicked a small stool over to Zhao Cheng'an, stopping it precisely in front of him, indicating that Zhao Cheng'an could sit down and drink.

Judging from his footwork, Gong Liang must have loved playing football when he was young.

Shi Dadan didn't say anything, but silently moved his small stool back to make room for Qin Huai to sit next to him.

Qin Huai plopped down between Shi Dadan and Ouyang. Shi Dadan pushed the unfinished snacks on the table toward Qin Huai, while Ouyang got up and took the hand-whipped lemon tea he had prepared earlier out of the freezer and handed it to Qin Huai.

"What do you all think of today's snacks?" Qin Huai began his daily performance.

The four of them would gather in the kitchen every day, sitting and drinking tea and eating snacks, ostensibly to help Qin Huai taste the snacks, and Qin Huai would naturally ask him questions every day.

"Delicious." Shi Dadan spoke first. "Anything you make, Xiao Qin, is delicious, especially the white steamed buns in the morning and the crab roe and pork buns."

Ouyang felt that Shi Dadan's words were unfair. The white steamed buns and crab roe pork buns in Qinhuai were not his signature dishes, and in Ouyang's opinion, they were not particularly delicious.

"Qin Huai, if you ask me, the best thing you make is still the elm bark steamed buns. You haven't made them in a long time. Could you make me a few bags tomorrow? I'm going home for dinner tomorrow night, and I'd like to take a few bags back for my parents so they can easily recharge their phone cards too."

"Didn't you think the massage parlor that just opened on the pedestrian street was pretty good? I've already recommended it to my parents, and they've already topped up their cards. I'll bring the cards to you when I get home tomorrow night."

Qin Huai: ...

Good brother, I appreciate your kind intentions, but will your parents be able to accept your taste?
Qin Huai said very tactfully, "You don't go back for meals very often, isn't it a bit stingy to bring steamed buns? How about I cook something nicer for your uncle and aunt?"

"Five-ingredient buns? Noodle dumplings? Anyway, I make seven or eight noodle dumplings every afternoon to practice. I'll make tomorrow's noodle dumplings later, and I'll pack them all up for you to take home."

Ouyang was overjoyed: "That's great! With these snacks and elm bark steamed buns, I'll tell my parents when I get home tomorrow night that I taught the shop assistant the milk tea recipe. They definitely won't kill me."

Qin Huai carefully assessed the seriousness of the matter in his mind and said, "I'll make you some more Four Happiness Tangyuan, mung bean cakes, and coconut mooncakes. Oh, and do you want some potato dumplings?" "Potatoes can be made into dumplings?" Ouyang was shocked.

Qin Huai greatly admired Ouyang's ability to quickly change his mood in a short period of time, and said, "Of course, I got a recipe for potato dumplings a while ago, but I didn't think it was very good, and it was a bit too greasy, so I only made it once."

Qin Huai had only ever made potato dumplings once, and that was to wake Zhao Cheng'an up. In Qin Huai's view, the biggest problem with potato dumplings was the original recipe; the recipe itself was flawed.

Of course, Zhao Cheng'an's cooking skills in his first life were also a bit lacking. Although the recipe for potato dumplings had problems, it shouldn't have turned out to be a C+ grade with Chen Qiusheng's help.

Achieving a B grade should be no problem.

Qin Huai didn't have Chen Qiusheng's culinary skills. Qin Huai thought that Chen Qiusheng's potato dumplings would most likely only be graded as B-. In addition, the buff of this dish was a bit like a stimulant. Qin Huai watched the video tutorial a few times, but felt that he couldn't change the recipe with his skill level, so he didn't make it.

Now is the time for potato dumplings to make a comeback.

Given Ouyang's taste, he might actually like potato dumplings. After all, Ouyang's taste is unpredictable, sometimes normal, sometimes abnormal, and sometimes very abnormal.

Moreover, the potato dumpling buff is also very useful for Ouyang tomorrow. If tomorrow's snacks are not enough to calm Ouyang's parents' anger, the potato dumpling buff will at least allow Ouyang to dodge faster when he is beaten.

I wonder if increasing stamina will make Ouyang more resilient, since stamina that can withstand a beating is still stamina.

Just as Zhao Cheng'an was about to say something about his potato dumplings, Wang Gensheng spoke up.

"Potato dumplings? Potato dumplings are quite delicious. I used to eat them often when I was young. People in Suzhou don't eat dumplings much, but I have a friend who is very good at making them. If they have the means, they make meat filling; if they don't, they make vegetable filling. If they don't have meat or vegetables, they make potato filling. Back then, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and cornmeal were the cheapest foods we had."

Qin Huai knew that Wang Gensheng's "I have a friend" was indeed true, and everyone present, except for Ouyang, knew who this friend was.

The only one who didn't know, Ouyang, asked curiously, "Uncle Wang, do you think potato dumplings or meat dumplings are tastier?"

"Meat dumplings." Wang Gensheng was also very honest. "Who would eat potato dumplings if there were meat dumplings to eat?"

“However,” Wang Gensheng smacked his lips, “my friend’s potato dumplings are also very delicious. Thinking about it, it’s been many years since I’ve seen potato dumplings.”

Qin Huai smiled and said, "Uncle Wang, if you want to eat potato dumplings, I'll cook some for you tomorrow when I make them for Ouyang. However, my potato dumplings may not be as delicious as those made by your friend."

As soon as Qin Huai finished speaking, a game notification sounded in his mind.

"Ding! Congratulations on discovering a new side quest. Please check it in the game panel."

Qin Huai: !!!
Thank you, potato dumplings!

Uncle Wang, if I had told you earlier that your tastes weren't quite normal, I wouldn't have made so many normal snacks for you. If you want something weird, I have some here too.

Tomorrow I'll arrange for you to have elm bark steamed buns, rice cake soup, and potato dumplings. Ouyang also has at least 15 kinds of bizarre and unpalatable lemon teas, I'll arrange for you to have them all!

Enough pipe!

(End of this chapter)