Mix the dough.
Knead the dough.
Fermentation.
The movements are fluid and smooth, almost seamless.
The two of them are observing their own dough and each other's.
"Is your dough fermenting a bit slow?" Qin Huai quickly noticed the difference between the two doughs. Zheng Siyuan's dough was visibly fermenting much slower than his own.
The fermentation speed of locust flower buns is generally slower than buns fermented with normal yeast, and Zheng Siyuan's dough was exceptionally slow.
"Could it be that the unprocessed honey contains too many germs, affecting the fermentation?" Zheng Siyuan guessed.
Qin Huai nodded: "It's possible."
"Should we... make a few more batches?"
"Sure."
The two got busy again.
When Zheng Da finally arrived at the canteen, the dough kneaded by Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan was already lined up on the board, aiming for victory through quantity.
Some were fermenting, some undergoing secondary fermentation, and some were already in the pot steaming.
