Among the three, Zhao Cheng’an was the one who gossiped the least. Zhou Yan and Wang Jiayi couldn’t stop talking about kids, one speaking after the other, heads down and mouths continuously moving as they worked.
And coincidentally, these three were Master Zhou’s direct disciples. Master Zhou just stood nearby and didn’t stop them.
What a surreal scene.
"Of course, it happens," Zhao Cheng’an said, "but making snacks in silence can be boring and affect the status."
Qin Huai was taken aback.
"Don’t let Master’s stern appearance fool you; he’s actually very open-minded," Zhao Cheng’an said. "Every day after work, Master even insists on watching short videos for an hour."
Qin Huai: ...That last part didn’t sound like a complint to your Master.
"Master’s philosophy is, no matter what thod you use, no matter how you do it, as long as the result is good and you make no mistakes, he will accept it."
"As long as you can make good snacks, even if you have a quirky habit of needing to waltz before making them, he’ll find a free space for you to dance."
Qin Huai: Nice description, but let’s not describe it again—I already have a ntal image.
Zhao Cheng’an saw Qin Huai still looking a bit dumbfounded and laughed, "Do you now think our Taste is very different from what you imagined?"
Qin Huai nodded vigorously, "It’s so... so different. Before I ca, I never expected Taste to be... like this."
"This is just the start. I just checked the ti; wow, it’s already 10:52. There are still 8 minutes before the morning eting. Once the morning eting starts, you’ll understand what Taste is really about. You haven’t t Boss Su yet, have you? Don’t worry, after the morning eting, you’ll think Boss Su is a god of Taste, just like ."
Qin Huai: ?
"Do you know why Taste holds its morning eting at 11:00 AM?" Zhao Cheng’an whispered.
"Why?" Qin Huai asked.
"Because there’s a Master who loves to sleep in and can’t get up early. The morning eting used to be at 10:30, but he was always late, so it was pushed to 11:00."
"That works too?" Qin Huai was shocked.
"Why not? You know why the working hours for Taste’s Masters are set at 6 hours?"
"Why?"
"Because one Master has OCD and isn’t in great health. He insists on working a whole number of hours. Five hours is too short, seven is too much, so it’s six hours."
Qin Huai: ?! This works too?
"Do you know why the apprentices at Taste make especially good tea?"
"Why?" Qin Huai was genuinely curious. He always thought that even if the apprentices at Taste weren’t particularly gifted in culinary skills, after a few years of refining their tea-making, they could at least find a job at a teahouse.
"Because there used to be a Master at Taste who was particularly skilled in tea ceremony. An apprentice wanted to beco his disciple and catered to his preferences, studying tea every day after work. He eventually succeeded. Others saw this as an opportunity and practiced as well. Little by little, it beca a trend and habit. Even after that Master retired, the habit of the apprentices honing their tea-making skills remained."
Qin Huai was taken aback, his mouth agape.
After a while, Qin Huai sighed, "Tan Wei’an never told any of this."
Zhao Cheng’an scoffed, "These are top-secret gossip bits. Tan Wei’an’s grandpa isn’t much of a gossip-lover; what can he know?"
"Everything he does know, I told him."
"Qin Huai, let tell you, you’re lucky to be learning under my Master. Tan Wei’an did ntion you love gossip. You’re just not familiar with us yet, so you can’t join in on our chats. Once you get to know us better, we’ll set up a cooking station for you while we make snacks. I’ll tell you even juicier gossip."
Qin Huai was already looking forward to it.
While anticipating, Master Zhou finished instructing Su Qian to continue making snacks and waved at Qin Huai, "Xiao Qin, Jia Yi, co on, let’s go to the morning eting."
Qin Huai hurriedly followed along.
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