In the following ti, Qin Huai kept making snacks, not only filling up both of Luo Jun’s refrigerators but also the three refrigerators at Chen Huihong’s house.
After filling these 5 refrigerators, Qin Huai was still eager to make more. Chen Huihong directly took the key to Qin Huai’s house and filled his refrigerator too. As she opened the door, she bumped into Qin Huai’s neighbor, who was overjoyed, thinking Qin Huai was finally back from Gusu.
However, Chen Huihong, being a seasoned community committee veteran, imdiately spun a lie. She claid she had recently stockpiled too much and couldn’t fit it at ho, so she was borrowing Qin Huai’s place to store so things.
It was well known that Chen Huihong loved to stockpile. Her air purifiers, tissues, garbage bags, wet wipes, laundry detergent, were all evidence, and in addition to buying for herself, she liked to organize group purchases for the neighbors. After each group purchase, her house would be filled with countless items that would never get used up.
Qin Huai had always suspected that Chen Huihong owned several apartnts in Yunzhong District but didn’t rent them out, not only because renting was a hassle but mainly because she needed space to store things.
Chen Huihong’s excellent lie fooled Qin Huai’s neighbor, who had to leave disappointed, mumbling about when the bitter days without Master Qin would finally end.
Chen Huihong thought to herself, there’s still a long way to go.
Your Master Qin won’t possibly return to Yunzhong Restaurant until after the Lantern Festival.
The next morning, after brewing so Dried Tangerine Peel Tea, Qin Huai instructed Zhang Shui on the timing to take the Gastrodia stewed pigeon off the stove, picked up an empty suitcase, and fully ard, went down to the underground garage to get in the Cullinan driven by Chen Huihong to head to the airport.
Honestly, Chen Yingjun has quite a few cars, much more than Chen Huihong, who only has a Bentley.
At 10 o’clock, before the plane took off, Qin Huai ssaged Huang Jia, saying he had boarded the plane and expected to arrive at Huang Ji in the afternoon. He wasn’t sure if he could make snacks, so he told Huang Ji not to serve his snacks in the evening.
At the sa ti, Qin Huai inford Huang Jia of so good news: he had recently acquired a new recipe for Gastrodia stewed pigeon. Though it might not taste great, it is very nourishing, capable of improving eyesight and calming the nerves. If Huang Ji didn’t mind, they could add it to the nu and order more plump pigeons when getting ingredients the next day.
Qin Huai knew that a D grade Gastrodia stewed pigeon would be unremarkable at Huang Ji. If a custor ordered a simple stir-fried vegetable and was served a D grade dish, a bad-tempered custor might throw a fit right there.
However, it’s different when it cos to nourishing food. It’s widely known that anything associated with nourishnt doesn’t necessarily have to taste good.
Qin Huai hoped that Huang Ji’s guests would lower their expectations a bit, considering that this nourishing dish could really improve eyesight and calm the nerves.
He really needed to make Gastrodia stewed pigeon. It’s not just a low-demand, highly beneficial soup but also a practice for Fire Control. It involves a large quantity, making it an opportunity not to be missed.
At ten in the morning, Huang’s Kitchen was already bustling with work.
Upon seeing the ssage, Huang Jia imdiately showed it to Zheng Da, who was kneading dough with an unhappy face.
If Qin Huai returned to Yunzhong District these days, looked through a long stretch of mories, and felt a little like giving Bi fang a strong hit, but ultimately chose to provide so end-of-life care by making a heap of snacks, thus ensuring he would inherit all of Luo Jun’s estate and achieve financial freedom within a few years, then Zheng Da hadn’t had a great couple of days.
Zheng Da was already annoyed.
He had earnestly been waiting for the chance to take in his future closed-door disciple, who had finally co to Gusu, his turf. As Qin Huai’s future master, he didn’t manage to host a grand welcoming banquet to show off his skills. Instead, his factory had issues that dragged him off to Hangzhou, and he didn’t even get to et Qin Huai.
God knows, Zheng Da couldn’t even talk to anyone about how anxious he was during this ti.
He heard that Qin Huai was dazzling at Huang Ji Restaurant, attracting crazed admiration from new and old custors alike, turning Huang Ji’s lunch service into breakfast, with people queuing ceaselessly to buy buns. Even Gong Liang was eyeing Qin Huai, and Zheng Da was both happy and distressed.
Happy that the pearl he valued wasn’t left in the dark, that the eyes of the masses were sharp and clear. Qin Huai could instantly shine bright just by being in a different environnt.
Distressed that this pearl was not yet his disciple.
"Brother, I understand your intention for Qin Huai to gain worldly experience, but couldn’t you wait until he had acknowledged as his master before letting him see the world?"
Do we really have to rush this by a day or two?
Once he has truly seen the world and understands his own abilities, how will I ever make him my disciple?
Zheng Da felt pained inside.
He was afraid that Qin Huai would enjoy himself so much in Huang’s Kitchen that he would forget about Uncle Zheng.
He was the Uncle Zheng who sent over a dozen boxes of snacks to Luoluo!
Always eager to like posts on social dia, never missing a chance to comnt, Uncle Zheng!
Zheng Da thought that his hapless son Zheng Siyuan wasn’t much of a considerate child either. Not only uninterested in dating or arranged etings in normal tis, but in this critical mont, he didn’t even think to say a good word about his father in front of Qin Huai. His mind was full of that silly girl Guo’er, and the big spoon stir-frying technique - as a pastry chef, why learn that? Even I, your father, don’t know how.
Knowing that neither his brother nor his son was reliable, Zheng Da was well aware that to take Qin Huai as his closed-door disciple, he had to take matters into his own hands.
For the sake of the closed-door disciple, Zheng Da could only work furiously, rushing through to finally solve the Hangzhou factory problem and quickly returning to Gusu.
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