In the afternoon, Qinhuai practiced locust flower steamed buns and buckwheat steamed buns as usual, and as usual, he failed.

How do you say something like a car overturn? I get used to it as I flipped through it.

Seeing Ouyang happily carrying a bag of C-level locust flower steamed buns and leaving, Qin Huai even had a C-level idea of ​​comforting himself with a unique flavor.

After comforting himself, Qin Huai ate a locust flower steamed bun and woke up.

It is not as delicious as B-grade wine-stewed buns.

Maybe the C-level really has a unique flavor, but the tongue will not deceive people, and the level will not deceive people.

Except for Ouyang's tongue, this guy really has a unique taste and loves to eat all kinds of strange flavors.

Ouyang still misses the steamed buns with elm bark. After not eating them for more than a week, he had to take the initiative to say a few words to Qin Huai, trying to make Qin Huai a meal for himself to satisfy his cravings.

After the afternoon steamed bun sales ended, Qin Huai did not leave the kitchen, but moved the bench and sat at the door to study the information about high school.

Yes, research high school.

Halfway through the summer vacation, Qin Luo's high school has not yet been settled.

With the unlucky child's high school entrance examination results, the city's high school has no hope, but Zhao Rong, the county's high school, is not at ease.

The teaching level of county high schools is obvious to everyone, and it is worse every year. When Qinhuai was in high school, the county high school could occasionally get one or two 985 exams and go to dozens of one-tier universities. After the college entrance examination, the undergraduate rate will be promoted every year.

Now let alone the undergraduate rate, you can even get a banner if you take the 211 exam.

With Qin Luo's grades and her eagerness to study, she went to the county high school to get into a college degree that was acceptable.

Zhao Rong has been worried about Qin Luo's high school for a while. The city's high schools cannot find connections and can't get into it. Private high schools are either too far away, too expensive, or unreliable.

Qin Huai heard that he seemed to have found a reliable one two days ago, and Zhao Rong was in a slightly better mood. As a result, yesterday Zhao Rong drank three bowls of Qiwei damp-removing tea and a bowl of Wuhuai tea. Qin Huai could probably guess that reliable one became unreliable.

Since the troubles you face cannot be solved, why not help your dear mother solve the troubles you brought by your sister.

Qinhuai began to study it carefully.

Qinhuai began to gradually become confused.

Qin Huai began to doubt whether he had read a book.

Qinhuai found that it was difficult for children to go to school today.

Qin Huai began to be glad that he had been born a few years ago.

Qin Huai concluded that he had a specialty in his profession and had to leave professional matters to professionals. He should study how to overcome the difficulty of locust flower steamed buns by himself.

Qin Huai put the printed high school information on the file bag on the shelf and went home to rest.

In the afternoon, I drank too much lemon tea and I didn’t eat supper, but went home to eat snacks and play with my phone.

At 5 pm, two chefs from Yunzhong Cafeteria stepped into the kitchen on time to prepare for work. One of the careful masters found the information on the file bag when he went to the shelf to get spices. He thought he forgot to put it in, so he thoughtfully stuffed the information in.

At six o'clock in the evening, Ouyang, who had been looking for a file bag for a whole afternoon, finally saw the file bag on the shelf in the kitchen of Yunzhong Canteen, and excitedly took the file bag away and handed it over to Chen Huihong.

When I opened the file bag, I found that there was a stack of enrollment brochures for private high schools in Guangdong Province:?

Xiao Ou and Xiao Qin are asking themselves to help choose a school for Qin Luo?

Young people today are just thin-skinned. Just say no to such things, and they also make so many cues.

Chen Huihong said she understood, and then contacted her brother and asked her brother to study which private high school has a good reputation.

On the morning of the second day, Qin Huai, who had no idea that the admission brochure he printed yesterday, disappeared, went to work as usual.

Today’s dim sum is Bazhen cake, Furong cake, mung bean cake and red bean cake, which are not loved by morning runners.

The lost Uncle Cao and the sad Xu Tuqiang sat at table No. 9 to eat buns. The remaining two seats were empty, and you could tell at a glance that they were left for Uncle Wang and Chen Juan.

"What's wrong with Wang Laogen? If you don't eat actively, you have any thoughts. If you don't run in the morning, you're late for dinner. It's really useless to leave such a good seat on Table 9 for him. I won't leave it for him next time, so I'll give it to Lao Luo." Xu Tuqiang said angrily, "Master Xiao Qin will be late if he doesn't give him a small meal. What a big name."

Uncle Cao thought Xu Tuqiang was still a bit biased. It was hateful that Wang Genqiang could eat the small stove specially opened by Master Xiao Qin, but he would not be guilty of this.

Besides, is it not hateful for Lao Luo? His name is Luo Junhui. Putting aside the fact that the herbal tea he gave is very difficult to drink, he received free herbal tea twice and posted it twice to show off on his Moments. Is it not hateful for him?

Just as he was talking, Uncle Wang and Chen Juan came.

"Wang Laogen, why are you late again?" Xu Tuqiang said loudly, adding accent to the word "late".

Uncle Wang's mind was completely out of Xu Tuqiang. He went straight to the window and spoke excitedly: "Master Xiao Qin, I'll tell you good news!"

Qin Huai looked up slightly when he was checking how the dough of the wine-stewed steamed buns fermented.

"Didn't you tell me last time that you wanted to ask for advice from a master? I've found it for you!" Mr. Wang proudly looked up and asked for credit, "Master Jing's apprentice, Master Zheng Da and Zheng."

After hearing what Mr. Wang said, Qin Huai quickly walked towards the window.

This is indeed good news. Qin Huai has been making snacks for so many years and has relied on self-study. Not only does he not have a master, but he even has no master he knows.

This model has always been very good before, and Qin Huai didn't think there was any problem. Now he suddenly encountered a bottleneck and couldn't find someone to ask for advice. Qin Huai began to feel a little distressed.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang was so reliable. When Master Jing passed away, he helped find Master Jing's apprentice.

"Will Master Zheng?" Qin Huai asked.

"Xiao Zheng is so enthusiastic. Last night, I asked an old worker to get Xiao Zheng's WeChat. I added a friend this morning and I have been chatting with Xiao Zheng all the way. Xiao Zheng said that although he has not made much snacks in the past few years, he has not lost his skills. Just ask him if you have any questions."

"Master Xiao Qin, let's add a WeChat friend first, and I'll push Xiao Zheng's WeChat to you." Mr. Wang took out his cell phone.

Qin Huai went to wash his hands and added friends with his mobile phone.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, Uncle Wang received Qin Huai’s WeChat and sat down at Table No. 9 with a bun.

Mr. Cao, whose teeth are almost broken:...

He now thinks that what Xu Tuqiang said is correct, and that Wang Laogen should be punished so much.

Qinhuai added Zheng Da’s WeChat, whose WeChat name is Dazhe to help the world.

Zheng Da passed in seconds.

Qin Huai: Hello, Master Zheng, I am Xiao Qin recommended by Grandpa Wang Genqiang. I have a question about fermentation of steamed buns here. I would like to ask you if you have time now?

If you are successful, you can help the world: Hello Xiao Qin. If you have time, don’t be restrained and ask casually.

Qinhuai: That's right. Our family has a lost craft that uses locust flower honey to ferment the dough. I have tried it several times during this period, and the fermented finished products are very unsatisfactory. Do you have any research on honey fermentation?

Zheng Da hesitated for a long time, and it took almost five or six minutes to send a message.

It can help the whole world: Do you have the skill of using locust flower honey to ferment the dough?

Qinhuai: Yes.

[Da Zejianjitianxia sends you a video call invitation]

Connect.

On the other end of the phone is a middle-aged man with a slightly fat weight.

"Are you sure that your family's skills are feasible?" Zheng Da frowned slightly.

Qin Huai nodded: "It's certain, but it's been lost for many years. I know the general process, but I can't understand the techniques, so please ask Grandpa Wang to help me find an experienced master. I want to ask for some advice."

Zheng Da murmured: "What the master said is actually true. There is really a technique of using honey fermentation."

Zheng Da thought for a while and said, "When will you be free?"

"afternoon."

"Then let's call another video in the afternoon. You can adjust the position of your phone. I want to see the whole process of your posting. Don't you mind?"
Chapter completed!