How to eat pineapple buns on the immigration ship

Chapter 298 The Meal Cooked by My Son

The day after the announcement of the trial of the Personal Use Permit.

The Xiang family mansion was filled with the aroma of coffee, while the other families on the main ship of the Third Fleet were far from at peace.

When Qing Yingjie, who works at an SNS media operations company, arrived at the company today with his wife Li Xueli, he was still in a daze.

"Shirley... what do you think we should do with this trial qualification?"

During his lunch break, Qing Yingjie quietly asked his wife a question.

Li Xueli, who is usually shrewd and capable at the company, looked completely bewildered at this moment.

"I...I don't know. Maybe we should ask our son when we get home tonight?"

Qing Yingjie nodded.

Their son was very promising; he got into the affiliated high school of the agricultural university, and luckily, he was in the same class as the currently popular "Information Flow Contacter" in the Third Fleet. When the Agricultural Bureau announced the "Draft Adjustment of Agricultural Product Production Ratio," their son was featured in the footage of pork processing for consumption, which made the couple quite the talk of the company at the time.

Thanks to their son as a source of information, the couple was able to keep up with the latest updates on the cafeteria menu at the Agricultural University Affiliated High School.

My son occasionally gets to sample the new products from the "A Bite of China" tasting program at the Agricultural University Affiliated High School, but due to confidentiality agreements and his limited writing skills, his descriptions of the taste are rather abstract.

The couple originally thought this was the limit of the benefits they could receive.

However, the “Notice of Trial Qualification for the Permit for Personal Consumption of Ancient Foods” that popped up on the personal terminals of the family of four last night was somewhat beyond the couple’s imagination.

Their son was stunned for a long time when he saw the notice. They thought he would give them some advice right away, but the next second he went back to his room and seemed to be fiddling with something. He didn't come out of his room when they had breakfast this morning.

Judging from the field training footage of Class 8, Grade 1 at the Agricultural University Affiliated High School and previous footage of pork processing for consumption, their son definitely has experience in handling ingredients and could easily cook one or two dishes using an authorized recipe. Both parents are also earning incomes, so renting a few cookbooks wouldn't be a problem for them either.

But...

Qing Yingjie and his wife exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with unease.

Could it be... that we can't count on our son?
For ordinary people like them who have no direct experience with ancient food processing methods, this trial qualification is somewhat of a waste.
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Yesterday's news of the second episode of "A Bite of China" and the trial implementation of the new law kept social media platforms extremely active. This has made many companies that manage media accounts on social media platforms very wealthy, keeping them busy yet happy.

Qing Yingjie and his wife are among them. The thought that their salary this month might allow them to afford a kitchen set equipped with AI made Qing Yingjie even want to hum a few lines of the theme song from "My Own Swordsman".

However, when the couple got home from get off work and stood at their doorstep, the awkward question from that morning resurfaced in their minds.

"How about... I find a chance to cancel this qualification on the Agriculture Bureau's official website?"

Li Xueli sighed.

Logically speaking, as an SNS media worker, being granted the qualification to pilot the latest bill should be something to be proud of. However, when the content of the bill involves a completely unfamiliar area, the person involved can only feel how awkward it is.

"No rush. This trial period ends at the end of August. Maybe our son can use this time to learn a few tricks from his classmates or ask them for advice. We might actually be able to create a small column for the company."

Qing Yingjie, on the other hand, is quite optimistic.

The two of them opened the door to their apartment building, each with their own thoughts.

The moment they stepped into the house, they were greeted by the irresistible aroma of chicken. Both of them were regulars at Yuexiang Restaurant, and they had smelled the chicken's fragrance countless times in the restaurant.

"Did Qingke order takeout from Yuexiang Restaurant?"

Qing Yingjie chuckled and scolded her a couple of times, and Li Xueli shook her head with a wry smile, looking like she couldn't do anything about her own child.

Last week, after Yuexiang Restaurant launched its delivery service, their family immediately followed the news reports. They even tried the delivery service themselves on the night the first episode aired. Qing Yingjie was full of praise for being able to order Yuexiang Restaurant's dishes at home. "Dad, Mom, you're back!"

Just then, their daughter, Qingcui, came to the door to greet them.

"Qingcui, what kind of takeout did your brother order? Chicken soup or stir-fried chicken?"

Li Xueli smiled and patted her daughter's head.

But Qingcui shook her head.

“My brother didn’t order takeout; he made this himself in the kitchen.”

The couple were stunned when they heard this. They looked at each other, their eyes shining with disbelief.

The kitchen was on the right-hand side of the entrance, and just then Qingke came out carrying a plate.

"Mom and Dad, you're back. We're just missing a plate of vegetables. Go change your clothes first, and we'll be serving dinner soon."

Qingke held up the plate in her hand. The plate was red and yellow. What else could it be but the tomato and egg stir-fry that they often ate at restaurants?
The couple still felt a sense of disbelief until the moment they sat down at the table.

The table was set with a typical three-dish meal and soup: stir-fried pork with ginger, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried eggplant with green peppers, and a large bowl of chicken soup. Qing Yingjie knew these dishes like the back of his hand; they were the dishes he often ordered with his wife and children at restaurants.

He tasted the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in front of him. Although the eggs were a little dry, the taste was very similar to that of Yuexiang Restaurant.

"Son, did you...?"

His voice trembled slightly; he still found the reality before him somewhat unbelievable.

Qing Ke couldn't help but smile.

"Of course I made it! The allowance you give me is only so much, and if I use it to order takeout, it'll be gone in no time. I'm planning to go to the city center with my classmates next month, so I'm not going to waste money like that. Buying groceries directly is much cheaper."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of stir-fried beef with ginger, put it in his mouth, and frowned after tasting it.

"This beef is still a bit overcooked. I really can't control the heat when putting the beef in the pan like Kagawa does."

Qing Yingjie picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. He had ordered stir-fried beef with ginger at Yuexiang Restaurant several times before, so he naturally understood what his son meant. Indeed, the beef was a bit overcooked, but it was still very flavorful.

After tasting all three dishes and the soup, he was deeply moved.

My own son! I never imagined he would actually learn something from that little girl who was exposed to the chaotic flow of information!

"Wait, don't finish eating, let me take a couple of pictures."

Li Xueli shouted, opened her personal terminal, took out her camera, and took a whole circle of pictures around her dining table. After adjusting the filters and editing the photos, she posted them beautifully on social media.

Attached text: [On the first day after receiving the Personal Use Permit, I tasted a dish cooked by my son.]

As soon as the post was published on social media, it was quickly flooded with comments filled with envy and jealousy. Among them were comments from Li Xueli's neighbors, whose underlying message was that they all wanted to come over for a meal.

While happily scrolling through the comments on social media, she was mentally planning how to make the most of this opportunity to do a report.

Similar scenes unfolded in more than twenty families of the Third Fleet on the same day.

These are the families of the students in Class 8 of Grade 11!