"Oh right, did Junior Master Zheng ntion your work schedule? You should probably aim to be here by around 8:30 in the morning."
"I know, for pastry work, we need to knead and let the dough rest, so we have a lot of prep work to do. We’ll be on-site before 7:30."
"Not that, I an around 8:30 in the morning, the chicken soup noodles are freshly made, it’s the perfect ti to co over for breakfast."
"Let tell you, the chicken soup noodles made by Qin Huai are super delicious! Once you try it, you’ll know, it’s definitely his second... no, third best dish!"
Tan Wei’an:?
That afternoon, Qin Huai finished his enjoyable Fire Control practice. Under the gaze of Dong Shi, filled with despair at the thought of eating yet another plate of stir-fried cauliflower and at in the evening, he clocked out and headed to the Bone Setting Shop to et with Ouyang.
By the way, when Qin Huai got off work, the six diligent workers at Zhiwei Restaurant were still working.
On his way to the Bone Setting Shop, Qin Huai glanced at his Fire Control proficiency.
(4721/10000)
Progress, but not much.
Previously, even without much Fire Control practice, Qin Huai’s skills were steadily improving. Now, even with more focused practice, the growth rate hasn’t beco significantly evident, unlike his seasoning proficiency which reached 30,000 in a month.
But that’s normal; the Crab Dumplings are the most suitable snacks for Qin Huai to practice his seasoning skills at this stage, but he hasn’t encountered any snacks particularly suitable for Fire Control.
None match his current skill level.
As a pastry chef, using at cooking techniques to improve his skills seems sowhat out of place for Qin Huai.
Qin Huai brought his packed dinner and joined Ouyang in a room at the Bone Setting Shop. Whether there’s any bone-setting going on doesn’t matter; the main thing is enjoying als there.
The environnt is nice, with heating and delicious fruit platters to munch on.
And strangely, the Bone Setting Shop had provided a dining table in the private room. The first ti Qin Huai ca to eat, it wasn’t there, but by his second visit, it was already in place.
Ouyang brought along so spicy hotpot, costing 32 yuan, to go with the special cooking done personally by Huang Shengli. While eating the fish roe dumplings, Qin Huai felt he ought to apologize to Huang Shengli.
"I heard Xu Cheng went to Shanghai today, booked snacks for tomorrow night. Is he really trying to eat all the snacks you make?" Ouyang, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, devoured the cherry at.
"Who told you that?"
"Huang An Yao told at lunch, isn’t he the Young Master of Huang Ji?"
"Huang An Yao had lunch with you?" Qin Huai was surprised. He had rely asked Huang An Yao to help send so snacks to Ouyang at lunch, but how did they beco close enough to eat at the sa table?
"Yeah, he said his discount is higher than yours, 40% off, so I used his discount to pay for the al." Ouyang nodded.
Qin Huai was tearful, to think that as the Young Master of Huang Ji, Huang An Yao only gets a 40% discount on als.
"Xu Cheng did go to Shanghai today," the editorial departnt of "Taste" is in Shanghai, and with January approaching, I’ve heard they’re trying to publish before January 3rd, so he must be there to handle matters for "Taste." Qin Huai ate a slice of orange, "Have you found a place to stay?"
"Yes, it’s right above your place. I signed a short-term one-month lease, and I’ll move there once Luoluo arrives." Ouyang assured him, saying, "Oh, by the way, there’s one thing."
"Sister Hong called this afternoon, asking for help finding a short-term rental in Gusu. She said Huihui will be on vacation from January 4th and plans to stay here for a month."
"Said that the Dried Tangerine Peel Tea delivered by courier isn’t as good as freshly bought ones. Are there better-tasting Dried Tangerine Peel Teas in Shan City?"
Qin Huai wanted to say that poverty had limited his imagination but then rembered that Ouyang was indeed a rich second generation, which might explain his lack of imagination.
"Just help Sister Hong find a house, and by the way, eat less spicy hotpot."
"Huh?" Ouyang instinctively took another big bite.
"Tonight, I’m going to make a new snack, Four Happiness Glutinous Rice Balls, big tangyuan, so save so room for them."
Ouyang thought Qin Huai was underestimating him. Who was he, that he would need to save room for sothing as trivial as tangyuan?
"Don’t worry, I can definitely eat everything!"
"Make anything you want, professional tester at your service." Worth trusting.
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