Say that again, what newcor?
Do you rember what kind of weird stuff you cooked when you were a newcor?
"Teach according to ability, different people require different thods, this thod may not suit us, but it will definitely suit Qin Huai." Huang Jia said with a smile and interrupted Dong Shi who was still leaning over to say sothing with a spell.
"Mr. Gong probably ssaged Qin Huai on WeChat and didn’t get a reply, so he called just now, asking when Huang Ji plans to introduce new dumplings, and if I could reveal tomorrow’s pastry nu."
"He also asked about Qin Huai’s situation, saying that Qin Huai must not be used to being new in Gusu."
"Little Ninth, you’re familiar with his style, after all, you have a sweet mouth, every New Year your red envelope is the biggest."
"Later, find a chance to tell Qin Huai not to make dumplings for Mr. Gong too soon, and definitely not to reveal that Huang Ji is now providing breakfast, otherwise, he’ll be there three als a day."
"If you really have nothing better to do, call Mr. Gong and exaggerate about Master’s illness a bit, preferably saying he won’t be able to cook big dishes for two to three months. Rember to hide the fact that Master sneaked out to go fishing the other day."
Dong Shi:...
"Senior Brother, I just rembered that Master asked to check the inventory in the warehouse, I have to go now!"
Dong Shi slipped away.
The onlookers were finally quiet.
Wang Jun silently gave Huang Jia a thumbs up, indicating that it’s Senior Brother who knows how to handle the Junior Brother.
Qin Huai’s training continued.
After he finished frying a pan of green vegetables, Huang Shengli let him rest and demonstrated frying twice more himself. He didn’t say much, just pointed out two obvious mistakes that could be corrected for Qin Huai to continue practicing.
At 4 PM, the happy cooking practice session ended.
Qin Huai, whose arms felt too tired to lift after frying so many green vegetables, swung his arms and thought it was really a fulfilling day.
"Don’t go back just yet, there’s a bone setting shop nearby with a really skilled master. Gong Liang has already arranged a card for you worth 20,000. From now on, go and get a massage every other day to relax your muscles, so you don’t overwork and injure your body," Huang Shengli said.
"Huh?" Qin Huai was bewildered.
No way, he hadn’t even started getting close to Gong Liang or increasing goodwill, how co he got a card just like that?
"Every chef at Huang Ji has one," Huang Shengli said, "Gong Liang owns 50% of the shares in that bone setting shop."
Qin Huai understood, it’s the self-discipline of a sales champion.
Not making so dumplings for Gong Liang would really be a waste of this card.
"Thank you, Master Huang, you’ve worked hard today." Qin Huai said respectfully.
"It’s my duty, being able to teach such a promising student like you, even if I’m so sick that I can’t get up, I’d move the bed to the kitchen to teach." Huang Shengli chuckled as he saw Huang Jia setting up a small table for tea, and he walked over to it.
Qin Huai went to the changing room to change his clothes, happy to finish work.
Having changed into casual clothes, Qin Huai finally opened his phone to check the new ssages on WeChat.
Gong Liang had sent seven or eight ssages.
Sales champion’s nonsense, ignore it for now.
The ssage from Luo Jun was more important.
Luo Jun: It signifies a turning point in his tribulation crossing, if all goes well, he will succeed this lifeti.
Wow!
Qin Huai imdiately called back, and after waiting a few seconds, Luo Jun picked up.
"How long do you plan to stay in that damn Gusu? I wake up at the sa ti every morning without any Dried Tangerine Peel Tea to drink. I’ve finished the last series I was watching, and this fantasy drama is so terrible. The female lead has died twice already and isn’t really dead, what are the writers thinking?" Luo Jun’s voice was filled with grievances over not having Dried Tangerine Peel Tea and annoyance at the terrible drama.
Qin Huai: "...Maybe, it’ll take more than two months."
"What???"
Luo Jun’s voice from the other end of the phone nearly pierced the sky: "More than two months, why don’t you just wait until I’m dead to co back?"
Talking about spirits who’ve been in the human world for 92 years, they have strong words.
"Why not ... co to Gusu and stay for two months?" Qin Huai suggested adopting plan B.
Luo Jun decisively refused: "No way, no way."
"Wait until I’m dead to co back. So, what’s up with the call?"
Qin Luo hurriedly put on a serious face: "I wanted to ask what does it an ’his tribulation crossing has a turning point’?"
"It’s exactly what it sounds like."
Now that they were talking about business, there were no more drama sounds from Luo Jun’s end of the call, presumably, he paused it.
"You really have a spirit-attracting physique. You’ve only been in Gusu for three days and t a new spirit. Rember when Chen Huihong and I told you, after failing the first tribulation crossing, spirits will continually reincarnate, gradually losing their mory until they forget everything and fall into the state like Qu Jing, thinking they’re normal people, but partially influenced by their obsession?"
"Right."
"Under normal circumstances, it’s nearly impossible for a spirit in their last life to complete their tribulation crossing. However, during reincarnation, if they’re lucky, they might not have to wait until the last life to find that proverbial straw and succeed in their tribulation crossing."
"The one you encountered likely has found this opportunity."
"There are actually quite a few spirits like this, and many spirits by the third life, if they’ve forgotten a lot of mories, will forget they’re spirits, but have fragnts of mory from previous lives in their mind."
"In this case, the spirit might forget their obsession but accidentally end up doing sothing that can release it, or et soone who helps them resolve it, thus entering this awakening state."
"The one you encountered is probably in this situation. Generally, you don’t need to do anything unless they encounter so setback; otherwise, they’re bound to succeed in their tribulation crossing this life."
Qin Huai was still a bit puzzled and asked, "This situation sounds good, doesn’t it? They have fragnts of mory but aren’t trapped by them, theoretically, their tribulation crossing success rate should be high, right?"
Luo Jun: "...That’s just theoretically speaking, often it’s extre. They’re either viewed as crazy by others or think they have ntal issues themselves. Isn’t Chen Huihong a typical example?"
"Though unluckily, her lifespans were indeed short in between lives, wasn’t there one life where she lived normally? Did living normally help? Didn’t she still end up working herself to death at the job? Would a normal person do that?"
Qin Huai found that sowhat convincing.
"So I... basically don’t need to interfere, right?"
"Did you trigger a task?" Luo Jun asked.
"I did."
"Then you might have to interfere a bit. After all, you encountered him; maybe you’re the obstacle."
Qin Huai:...
Slander, pure slander, he just made a dumpling, he hadn’t done anything!
However, Qin Huai, of course, still had to complete the task. It was rare to encounter such a clear task with good rewards; it’d be a waste not to complete it.
The most crucial thing was that Gong Liang was truly generous, giving a card worth 20,000 at once. Although every chef at Huang Ji had one, it was an employee benefit, but Qin Huai wasn’t an official employee of Huang Ji.
Just wondering if helping Gong Liang awaken might let him return the favor by making Qin Huai one of his heirs, letting him inherit 10% of the estate.
With these wonderful dreams in mind, Qin Huai walked into the bone setting shop.
"From Huang Ji, Qin Huai, here to spend!"
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