Just one scored 145 points and the other scored 150 points.
Right now, Zhao Cheng'an is feeling a bit jealous.
Well, not just a bit, Zhao Cheng'an is truly upset.
The 145-point academic achiever does not want to admit that the reason the guy next door scored 150 points is because the test was only out of 150.
Previously, Zhao Cheng'an could jokingly say he feared his brother living poorly, yet feared his brother owning a Land Rover. Now, Zhao Cheng'an cannot laugh anymore; his brother not only has a Land Rover, but also a Rolls-Royce.
Both in culinary skill and real life, he has surpassed him.
Qin Huai decides to seriously answer Zhao Cheng'an's question, to see if he can give a helping hand at this mont: "It's probably because I rarely made wontons before."
"The wontons Zheng Siyuan made were delicious and unique. When he was around, I never thought about making wontons, and when he wasn't around, there were many snacks I wanted to make, but wontons were not one of them."
"But now that I'm starting to make breakfast for Old Shi, this thousand-day mission will definitely involve many repetitive breakfasts, since I won't be able to make 1000 different types. However, since the mission has just started, I wanted to make sothing different for Old Shi, sothing I believed would taste good."
"When I woke up this morning, I didn't know what to make. It was on the way to the restaurant that I suddenly thought of making wontons."
"I think now I don't need to overthink it; my intuition tells to try whatever I feel like making. After all, breakfast isn't as complex as snacks, most of them are quite simple."
"And Old Shi is very accommodating. If I unexpectedly make so bad-tasting snacks, Old Shi won't be disappointed. This task won't fail just because the breakfast isn't tasty; it's quite relaxed with no ntal burden."
Qin Huai's explanation was a bit chaotic, but Zhao Cheng'an understood.
Zhao Cheng'an jealously summarized: "Follow your heart, have confidence."
"Boo-hoo, you've truly grasped it, not fake understanding."
Qin Huai: …
Qin Huai decides to change the topic: "Zhao Cheng'an, you're here quite early today, arriving at 7 o'clock. When Master Zhou sends the teaching video today, I'll definitely put in a good word for you. Rest assured, you won't be doing too poorly when you return to Zhiwei Restaurant in a few days. Even though you haven't made much progress recently, you haven't regressed either; Master Zhou definitely knows you've just been slightly relaxed, but nowhere near negligent or lazy."
Qin Huai's words reminded Zhao Cheng'an, who quickly put away his jealous expression and responded seriously: "Speaking of which, Qin Huai, you really need to cover for today."
"This morning, I ssaged my master asking for sick leave; he hardly checks his phone, and he probably hasn't seen the ssage yet. I said I ate too many noodles yesterday and now my stomach is upset, so I'm going to the hospital. If he asks you, you must cover for , I've even Photoshopped the dical records."
"My master doesn't understand Photoshop; he definitely won't spot it."
Qin Huai hesitated and asked, "You… what are you going to do?"
Could Zhao Cheng'an have been so overly stimulated that he just gave up in frustration?
If that's the case, Qin Huai fears he'll beco the eternal sinner of Zhiwei Restaurant. Even if Zhao Cheng'an is a fallen genius, he's still a genius and the hope of Zhiwei Restaurant's future.
Zhao Cheng'an resolutely said, "I'm going to the amusent park today!"
"Following your routine that day, first eat a bowl of Mianmian ice, then ride the roller coaster ten tis."
"I'm fully awake now; with my constitution, riding the roller coaster ten tis should be no problem. Enough talking, are the wontons ready? Another bowl, please. After eating, I'm heading to the amusent park. Like you did that day, I'm going straight to the dessert shop when the park opens."
Qin Huai: …
You people at Zhiwei Restaurant have such great execution skills in such random places.
Can't you apply this execution skill to making snacks?
Obviously not, as Zhao Cheng'an gobbled down his second bowl of wontons, put down the bowl, and resolutely left Yunzhong Restaurant, taking a discounted express car to the amusent park.
Shi Dadan held his exclusive large sea bowl, eating wontons in big mouthfuls and watching Zhao Cheng'an leave, sighing: "Xiao Zhao is full with two bowls of wontons, huh? These wontons aren't very filling; are two bowls enough?"
Wang Gen Sheng glanced at the normal bowl in front of him and then at Shi Dadan's large sea bowl, choosing to remain silent.
Ouyang nodded in agreent with Shi Dadan's remark: "Exactly, I also think today's wontons aren't as filling as yesterday's soy sauce noodles."
"Had I known Qin Huai made a new breakfast yesterday morning, I wouldn't have helped Planner Zhou early in the morning by running an errand to his house, tidying clothes and blankets, and taking them to the hospital. I had breakfast at the hospital, and that hospital food is really bad; only got to eat soy sauce noodles at noon."
"Later on, I still need to bring Planner Zhou so food. The doctor advised him to eat light… fresh at mini wontons should be light enough, right? These wontons aren't filling either. I'll pack two bowls for him." Ouyang thought he was incredibly considerate and nodded with satisfaction, affirming his idea.
"How is Planner Zhou's condition?" Gong Liang expressed concern for Planner Zhou at the right mont.
Yesterday, Gong Liang accompanied Gong Baozhu to a competition and did not co to Yunzhong Restaurant all day, so he's unaware of Planner Zhou's illness.
"Gastroenteritis, but it's a bit serious." Ouyang thought for a mont, "More serious than Tan Weian's last bout of gastroenteritis; the doctor said Zhou Hu vomited too much, sothing about stomach acid, I didn't listen closely."
"Probably needs to be hospitalized for observation for a week. Luckily, Zhou Hu doesn't have any other clients at the mont, only responsible for Mr. Luo's orders. Otherwise, Qin Huai might still have to pay Zhou Hu for lost work ti."
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