Chapter 109: Mianguoer (I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~)

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

At first glance, it seems that the plate of fruit was not made by the same person.

They are all carved from the same mold, the shape of the apple, the color of the apple, the pattern of the apple and even the stalk of the apple.

From a distance, I can't tell that this is a plate of pastry.

Zheng Siyuan is a little autistic.

Qin Huai didn't think anything was wrong. In his opinion, Zheng Siyuan did this plate, and he just helped Zheng Siyuan.

The noodles were kneaded by Zheng Siyuan, the filling was made by Zheng Siyuan, and even the beet juice that was brushed with color was matched by Zheng Siyuan. Qin Huai felt that he was just participating in it and practicing fingering.

To be honest, he has a good fingering talent.

Qin Huai looked at the unintentional noodle fruit on the plate with satisfaction, and found all the confidence that he had lost for many days when he practiced hard.

His sword skills are primary because the lowest level is only primary.

But his fingering is primary because he has not had the conditions to practice before.

To be honest, Qin Huai felt that when he was styling the dough and coloring the apples with a brush, he found that he had been unleashed for the first time kneading the dough.

It's this feel!

"Siyuan, where do you think my fingering method should be practiced?" Qin Huai held an apple noodles and weighed it back and forth in his hand, "Does it start with simple snacks like a soup?"

Zheng Siyuan: "...No, you can start with simple dough fruit."

"You are only responsible for making shapes, and I will do the rest, just practice fingering."

Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan walked out of the kitchen one after another, and Chen Yingjun and Chen Huihong were already staring at the Minami Guoer on the plate.

Chen Yingjun even stood out Mr. Chen and tentatively poked the fruit on the plate to determine whether this was a real apple.

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

Qinhuai:...

He began to doubt that Chen Yingjun started from scratch and saved up his current family business entirely through his own abilities and efforts.

From the first glance when Qin Huai saw Chen Yingjun, he felt that Chen Yingjun must have worked hard to do today, without any cheating.

At the same time, I also felt that it made sense that Chen Huihong's mother named him this name. She has become so handsome and happy.

Chen Yingjun has a standard, slim and cunning little face.

In a TV series, the audience feels that he has come up with 1,000 bad ideas when his eyes turn.

Now that I am middle-aged, I don’t look so vilish. If I were a little thinner when I was young, I would never dare to think about what I looked like.

A face like this and this expression are 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 gently pinched it, "Is this kind of snack for food?"

"As long as it is a snack, it's something to eat," said Zheng Siyuan. "Now there is a residual heat on the surface, and it's not completely cool yet. When the noodles are completely cold, it may feel better when you hold it in your hand and play with it, but it tastes far less than it is now."

After hearing what Zheng Siyuan said, Chen Yingjun did not hesitate at all. He opened his mouth and gave the artwork in his hand a bite and ate the apple stalks.

After biting it, the noodles revealed the filling inside.

The filling is mixed with jujube paste and yam paste and apple juice. When Zheng Siyuan mixed the filling, Qin Huai felt that the jujube paste was added a little too much, and the color looked a little darker, but he didn't expect that the color would become much lighter after steaming it.

It doesn't look very similar to the color of an apple when you look close, but it should still be a fool when you look from a distance.

"Actually, the apple noodles fruit I made is a lost version." Zheng Siyuan told Qin Huai, "My father said that the apple noodles fruit made by my master is lighter in color and closer to the flesh. It tastes rusty, giving people the feeling of chopping apples and steaming them in a yam paste."

"But when I came to my dad's place, my dad couldn't feel that way. When I started to learn cooking, my master was gone, so I said that some snacks require imagination. My dad is typical of having no imagination, so it was lost."

"I'm a little bit stronger than my dad, but that's it. In addition, I don't like doughnuts, boat spots and other snacks very much. It's too complicated for me. I prefer to be more popular, so I haven't studied it much."

While Zheng Siyuan was talking, Chen Yingjun had silently finished eating a whole apple pastry and wanted to reach out to grab the second one.

Chen Huihong slapped his hand, who was eager to try.

"It's enough to eat one, how many dishes are there? Is it easy for Xiao Qin and Xiao Zheng to make a dish? You can really eat it if you give it a taste?"

"Don't eat Huihui? Don't eat Jiaai? Don't eat your wife Xiaoyue? Don't eat Xiao Qin and Xiao Zheng? Don't eat Xiao Qin's sister Luo Luo?" Chen Huihong began to scold his younger brother.

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

As he said that, Chen Yingjun still smashed his mouth with unsatisfactoryness: "It's really delicious. I never thought that eating snacks would make you taste fruity. It feels like an apple made from chewing noodles... No, the noodles made from apples... No. Anyway... it's delicious!"

It can be heard that adjectives are very scarce.

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. Today is not enough time. One apple noodles and fruit are a bit monotonous, and two are a bit repetitive. I don't know many kinds here, so I can have apples, pears, bananas, peaches, grapes, red dates and longans."

"If you have time tomorrow, please come again in the afternoon. Can I make two more styles of noodles? I will put three styles of gift boxes."

Chen Yingjun has already started to swallow his saliva.

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

"What to eat tomorrow?"

Zheng Siyuan:...

The customers on Qinhuai really have an inexplicable harmony.

"Tomorrow..." Zheng Siyuan tried hard to think about what he had better at so that he would not lose face tomorrow, "Japans and Grapes."

"That's great. I love eating dates and grapes the most. Master Zheng, we are in tune with each other!" Chen Yingjun said excitedly.

Qin Huai chewed apple noodles and fruits quietly watched Chen Yingjun's performance.

Not to mention, it's really delicious.

Although the jujube smell is a little heavy and covers the apple smell, you can smell the fragrance of the apple when you eat it.

The dough on the outside is moderately soft and hard, mixed with the sweet filling inside, and the full shape, Qin Huai feels that no one will not love this dessert.

Is this a snack? This is a work of art at all!

Even if you don’t like apples, you can’t help but taste this snack.

As for the noodle fruit version that Zheng Siyuan just said that it tastes like a rustling apple and an apple-flavored version, Qin Huai couldn't imagine.

In his opinion, the noodles are already perfect now. If you go to another level...

Master Jing is so scary.

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

When Chen Huihong counted just now, he didn't notice that Qin Huai actually had one. The extra one was just right for Mr. Luo Jun, the promulgator of the side mission, to taste it first.

See if it was the smell of noodles with fruit that he forgot.

As Qin Huai sent a message, Chen Yingjun was already discussing the payment with Zheng Siyuan.

Chen Yingjun wished he could hand over the money to Zheng Siyuan now and determine the number of fruits below.

I completely forgot that the owner of the canteen was actually Qin Huai.

Qin Huai also forgot and read Chen Yingjun and Zheng Siyuan's WeChat happily.

The noodle fruit is really delicious.

Take another bite.

Sigh.

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