That evening, Qin Huai enjoyed a specially prepared employee al made by Dong Li—Sizzling Fried Eel, Eight Treasure Tofu, and Stead Bass.
What a colorful day it was!
At night, Qin Huai watched the instructional video for the Three at Buns once more before he finally turned off the gaming panel and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning around 7 o’clock, Qin Huai was woken by his biological clock. After a quick wash and change of clothes, he ate an orange from the fruit plate, then grabbed two cheese sticks leftover from the takeaway in the fridge and nibbled on them before leisurely heading out the door.
When closing the door, Qin Huai glanced next door and around the hallway, only then realizing that Gong Liang was still indulging happily in Fen Garden in Beiping, leaving no one next door.
Qin Huai felt sowhat unaccustod to not encountering Gong Liang when heading out in the morning.
In the month spent making Crab Dumplings, Qin Huai not only beca familiar with Gong Liang but also with his wife and children.
Gong Liang’s legendary first wife, who remarried several tis just to have their wedding banquet at Huang Ji Restaurant, was actually Xiao Guo, whom Qin Huai had heard of from Mrs. Gong when she ntioned that due to an unexpected family circumstance, Xiao Guo had to break up with Gong Liang over practical issues.
Guo Mingzhu.
To be honest, Ms. Guo was quite a remarkable person herself. Like Gong Liang, she was a rare only child of that generation. The typical lodrama of "30 years east of the river, 30 years west, don’t ridicule a poor youthful misfortune" didn’t happen to her but did to her parents.
According to Guo Mingzhu, when Gong Liang’s father had a stroke, she personally disagreed with calling off the engagent, but her parents viewed the Gong family as a pit and didn’t want her to jump into it, so they went to her workplace to ask her leaders to send her on tour abroad.
Incidentally, in her younger years, Guo Mingzhu was a dancer in the Cultural Troupe.
Seizing the opportunity when Mingzhu was out of town, Mr. Guo and Mrs. Guo went themselves to the Gong family to break off the engagent. When Mingzhu returned, everything had already been arranged, leading to the cliché scenario of calling in fake sick notes and keeping her locked at ho.
Just when Mingzhu thought she was about to beco the tragic heroine, Gong Liang went to the trade fair and secured an unprecedented big order for the Silk Factory, returning gloriously.
Suddenly, Gong Liang beca a hot commodity at the Silk Factory, with matchmakers almost breaking down his door. While the Guo parents were at ho regretting their actions and conducting a series of short play ’gold digger mother’ acts, Gong Liang and Mrs. Gong ca to rekindle the engagent.
In real life, where are so many reverse-slap pretensions found in novels? From the perspective of Gong Liang and Mrs. Gong, the Guo family had a good situation, and Mingzhu, as a dancer in the Cultural Troupe, was young, beautiful, and popular. It was reasonable to be unwilling to let their daughter suffer in marriage.
There was previously no ans to co and make ands, but now that there was, how could they not quickly try to reclaim the engagent? What if Mingzhu really engaged and got married to soone else?
The above was recounted vividly by Mingzhu as she held a freshly brewed pot of mutton soup, during an evening visit to Qin Huai’s house.
Nowadays, it was hard to see any trace of the male protagonist story’s female lead style in Mingzhu’s deanor, having beco a slightly plump middle-aged woman.
The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were challenging to eliminate even with costic treatnt, yet her skin remained fair, and her deanor was still graceful, with hobbies in skincare, watching TV dramas, and shopping with her daughter.
Incidentally, Gong Liang and Guo Mingzhu have a pair of fraternal twins. The daughter is a fashion designer, while the son is learning to take over the family silk business. On this trip to Beiping, only the daughter accompanied the couple because the son had to stay in Gusu to work.
Compared to Gong Liang’s thick skin, Mingzhu’s was slightly thinner, resisting moving a stool to sit at the door of Huang’s Kitchen to eat snacks. Generally, Gong Liang would pack so snacks for Mingzhu after eating.
Initially, Mingzhu was quite opposed to Gong Liang moving houses.
Then she had a bowl of Chicken Soup Noodles.
Later, Mingzhu fell in love with visiting neighbors, bringing freshly made hot soup and prepared fruit salad at five or six in the afternoon to knock on neighbors’ doors, showing concern if Master Qin next door had eaten enough of the employee al or needed any after-al dessert.
Qin Huai rembered that Mingzhu also enjoyed eating Crab Dumplings.
This couple really had a unified palate.
Ending his lengthy reminiscence, Qin Huai headed to Huang Ji.
Zheng Siyuan was already making wontons.
Still making Zhou Sha Wonton and Paopao Dumpling, this persistence, this dedication, and the ability to make the sa snacks every day consistently left Qin Huai feeling inferior.
"Have you never thought of making a different snack in the morning?" Qin Huai looked at today’s broth.
"I’m used to it," Zheng Siyuan replied, "I feel my Zhou Sha Wonton and Paopao Dumpling aren’t good enough yet. When the bakery doesn’t sell wontons, now that I have the chance, I must practice until I’m satisfied."
Qin Huai really wanted to ask what level of satisfaction Zheng Siyuan aid to reach.
He was actually curious.
Qin Huai had a very clear sense of satisfaction concerning himself. He knew his level well and was aware of the limits that a certain snack could reach with his current skill. Additionally, the ga’s system quantified values, allowing Qin Huai to assess his strength to a terrifyingly precise degree.
Previously, Qin Huai assud everyone was like this.
However, after coming to Huang Ji, Qin Huai discovered it wasn’t the case.
Dong Shi, for instance, had no self-awareness regarding his capabilities.
He often attempted overly ambitious challenges, only to fail spectacularly and fail to understand imdiately where he went wrong.
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