Qin Huai looked at Tan Wei'an, then at Guli, and thought the gap in skill level between these two brothers was indeed quite large.
Tan Wei'an didn't look much older than Guli, but his skills were clearly a notch higher. Guli, who was born into a prestigious lineage as a direct disciple of a renowned master, only had skills slightly better than the other four helpers who didn't even have names — he was practically a copy of Wang Jun.
"You're kneading the dough too heavily," Qin Huai couldn't help but point out, "Aren't you kneading the dough for fresh meat mooncakes? I feel like the way you're kneading the dough now is different from before, but not by much."
"What are you making?"
"Ruyi Roll," Guli honestly replied.
Qin Huai: ?
What is a Ruyi Roll?
"What type of snack is it?"
"Fried."
This actually touched on Qin Huai's blind spot of knowledge. He hadn't made many fried snacks before; the most fried things he made at home were meatballs, all concentrated around the New Year.
