"My dad brought me the fermented rice with steamed buns you made."
"You've improved again."
"The fermented rice with steamed buns, indeed. A while ago, using Tan Wei'an's words, I had another big realization," Qin Huai was not being modest at this moment, since Zheng Siyuan had already tasted it, any modesty would seem insincere.
"My fresh meat mooncake has improved too. Next time you come to Gusu, let me know, and I'll have my dad bring some to you," Zheng Siyuan said.
"Really? That's great. I'm now using the fresh meat mooncake crust for the fresh flower cake. I'll consult you on how to make the fresh meat mooncake next time I'm in Gusu; you're much more professional in that area than I am."
"Mm." Zheng Siyuan hung up the phone.
After the call ended, Qin Huai began to contemplate and simulate in his mind how to use the fresh meat mooncake method for making fresh flower cakes.
Is this method feasible?
Of course, it is feasible.
