The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 188 This is a plot that I only dream about
In the evening, after Qin Huai made snacks for Qin Luo, he did not stay in the Yunzhong Canteen to wait for Qin Luo to come back from school. Instead, he took the freshly-made snacks directly to Luo Jun's house for a tea party.

Qin Huai wants to announce to everyone the good news that Qu Jing's condition has improved.

When Qin Huai arrived, Zhang Shumei was no longer at home. Chen Huihong was still picking fruits in the kitchen. When she saw Qin Huai coming, she asked loudly:
"Xiao Qin, Zhang Shumei just bought a lot of navel oranges. They look pretty good and delicious. Do you want me to pick some for you?"

"Okay." Qin Huai nodded, then asked, "Why should navel oranges be kept in the refrigerator?"

Luo Jun was sitting at the dining table drinking tangerine peel tea. He slowly raised his head, looked at Qin Huai expressionlessly, and uttered three words: "What do you care?"

Qin Huai sat down.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you like Chen Huihong, coming to my house for tea parties whenever you want and treating my house as a fruit wholesale market? You came with nothing in your hands and left with a lot of fruit. I might as well renovate the kitchen and put two fruit shelves in there for you to choose from." Luo Jun said unhappily.

Qin Huai said seriously, "You know what, your fruit really came in handy."

Luo Jun:?
Qin Huai told the two of them in detail about his amazing discovery in the afternoon. Chen Huihong was so delighted that she even popped her head out of the kitchen with an orange in her hand to join the discussion without closing the refrigerator door.

"Really? The condition has really changed. That's great. Xiao Qu can be saved!"

"I'll quickly pick a few more oranges and get a bag for Xiao Qu later!"

Luo Jun opened his mouth, as if he had a lot to say. He glanced at Chen Huihong's back, thought for a moment, then shut up and continued drinking the tangerine peel tea.

"Now Qu Jing's status has changed to about to awaken. Does it mean that she may be able to awaken successfully without my help, just like Gong Liang?" Qin Huai asked.

Luo Jun didn't say anything.

Chen Huihong poked her head out again, holding two oranges. "That can't be said. About to awaken means it hasn't awakened yet. It just increases the probability of awakening."

"If the probability of Xiao Qu awakening was one in a hundred thousand before, it may be one in a thousand now."

"For a spirit with a deep obsession in his last life, this is already a very gratifying improvement, especially with my help and care." Chen Huihong said happily, "If Xiao Qu really succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, I will definitely write a book when I go back. The title of the book will be "10 Tips to Help Spirits Awaken"."

Luo Jun spoke up: "There is already this book."

Qin Huai & Chen Huihong:?
"I've looked at it, it doesn't work."

Simple words, sad process.

"But what Chen Huihong has done is already the limit of what an ordinary monster can do to help its own kind," said Luo Jun.

"Are there any unusual monsters?" Qin Huai was a little curious.

"Yes, there are all kinds of spirits. Even Luo Jun and I can't know all the races and abilities. Some spirits are powerful, but they are of no help in overcoming tribulations, such as Bifang. Some spirits are weak, but are actually very practical, such as me."

Chen Huihong quietly put some gold on her face and continued, "Some spirits have abilities that are completely useless, such as Tu Lao, whose ability is to eat people. I have never seen or heard of how Tu Lao survived the catastrophe. Sometimes when I see information about perverted murderers and cannibals, I suspect they are Tu Lao."

Qin Huai: ...What a niche monster.

"Everyone has different abilities, so naturally there are some that are very special." Chen Huihong chose her words carefully, "For example... for example... there are..."

"Phoenix?" Qin Huai answered quickly.

Chen Huihong thought for a moment and said, "The Luan bird is indeed very special. It is a noble divine bird but it has no ability to protect itself. However, its blessing is very powerful. In theory, as long as the Luan bird is willing to pay the price, it can fulfill all wishes in the world without any restrictions."

Qin Huai didn't respond.

"But for an ordinary spirit like me, all I can do is to help my kind at the critical moment so that she won't get deeper and deeper into trouble. If you really want to help your kind awaken, you have to be a...system hero like you."

Qin Huai: Okay, stop talking. The male protagonist of the system novel still hasn’t figured out where to start with that damn side quest.

"This business trip to Gusu should be an opportunity for Qu Jing." Luo Jun said calmly, "The types of snacks she likes are all from the south of the Yangtze River. Suzhou-style pastries should be very much to her liking."

"If Qu Jing can really awaken successfully in Gusu, Chen Huihong will have made a great contribution this time."

"If she hadn't brought fruits from my house every day, with Qu Jing's previous personality, she would have refused even if the hospital wanted to send her to study at the branch in Gusu."

Qin Huai nodded in agreement.

Indeed, before this, Qu Jing refused to socialize, refused to go out, and refused to bask in the sun.

Except when I was studying abroad and left Shan City, I would just go to the hospital, home, and welfare home, and I didn't even want to go to the supermarket. When I bought things, I would just order takeout and have it delivered to my door without any contact with the deliveryman. I would never accept an assignment from my company to go out of town.

Chen Huihong raised her head proudly and picked oranges even more enthusiastically.

Luo Jun glanced at the oranges that Chen Huihong picked out, and his pupils trembled. His tone became more serious, and he raised his voice: "Chen Huihong, leave some for me!"

“I really want to eat this!!”

That night, Qin Huai and Chen Huihong returned home with several large bags of fruit. Qin Huai went home to contact Gong Liang to help Qu Jing rent a house, and Chen Huihong went to Qu Jing's house to deliver fruit and guide Qu Jing to pack her luggage.

Gong Liang readily agreed to rent a house, saying it was no problem and that he would ask his assistant to help him. It would be done tomorrow, and Qu Jing could move in right away when she arrived in Suzhou.

Gong Liang himself and his wife and children are not in Gusu now. Qin Huai is not in Huang Ji, Zheng Da skipped work and ran away, Huang Shengli is not interested in random drops, and even Huang Jia is unwilling to make employee meals.

Seeing that there was nothing good to eat, Gong Liang simply followed the order in which Zhiwei was published and started eating from the first restaurant in the first issue. Now he is enjoying his meal in Peking.

After asking Gong Liang to rent a house, Qin Huai also specifically checked the address of the Suzhou branch of the hospital where Qu Jing worked, which was far away from Huang's.

Huangji is in the old city, and the hospital is in the newly developed CBD business district. There is no direct subway access, and it takes a full 40 minutes to drive there, assuming good road conditions.

Qin Huai felt that it was unlikely that Qu Jing would come to Huang Ji for dim sum on weekdays, so he could just cook for her on weekends.

The next day, Qinhuai sold Sanding buns as usual.

With the hot sales of the previous day as a prelude, both the customers and the employees of Yunzhong Canteen accepted the booming business well.

With Qin Huai in charge of the kitchen and Huang Xi in charge of the lobby, Yunzhong Canteen operated in an orderly manner from beginning to end. Even though the queues were increasing instead of decreasing, and the number of errand boys in the queue was so large that it made people suspect that half of the errand boys in Shan City were queuing up to buy buns in Yunzhong Canteen, Huang Xi handled it very well and even urgently opened a special queue channel for buying buns to prevent too many people in the queue from affecting normal dining.

On the third day, Sanding buns were still selling well.

The employees of Yunzhong Canteen were all numb from working so hard that Pei Xing and Li Hua almost forgot that they were no longer apprentices but independent dim sum chefs.

The two of them start cutting vegetables and cooking stuffing as soon as they open their eyes every day. Their first reaction when they see Qin Huai is to bow their heads and greet Qin Huai, saying: Master Qin, you are here.

The attitude should be as humble as possible, and the work should be as efficient as possible. Anyone who sees this will have to praise that those who are trained in a professional school are different. The assistants who come out of Zhiweiju are professionals!
December 12nd is the last day for Yunzhong Canteen to have a special sale on Sanding Buns.

Because Qin Huai will return to Gusu on the 23rd.

There's no way, this vacation is only 6 days in total.

When Huang Xi sent out an announcement to inform new and old diners that Qin Huai would return to Gusu again on the 23rd, all major diners groups, surrounding community owner groups, and even the hospital work group were almost filled with grief. Everyone who had eaten the Sanding Bao in the past few days felt like the sky had fallen.

Everyone wanted to grab Qin Huai's neck and shake him madly, screaming and roaring, crawling in a twisted and dark manner, and shouting: Master Qin, you have no heart!

How could you do such an inhumane thing?!
How could you sell Sanding Buns at a great discount for a few days and then run away just when we were feeling a little bit of hope after eating them?
What's so good about Gusu? Are the diners in Gusu as enthusiastic as we are? Why do we have to go to Gusu?

What can I learn in Suzhou?
What? You said that Master Qin’s cooking skills improved dramatically after he went to Suzhou, and his three-diced buns became especially delicious?

I don’t care, Master Qin, you can’t leave. I haven’t eaten enough!

How can we live without the sanding buns you make?

No matter how the diners wailed in their hearts, Qin Huai had to return to Gusu.

He still needs to practice the timing.

Not to mention that he had promised Zheng Siyuan that he would work in Gusu until the end of the year, and would not leave until Huang Shengli had completely recovered from his back problems and could return to the kitchen to work formally. For Qin Huai, if he could do it and had already promised it, he would never break his promise.

For example, he has already found a tutor for Qin Luo, and is waiting for Qin Luo to go to Gusu for tutoring after the end of this semester.

Of course, Qin Luo would not know about this.

Even though Qin Huai had emphasized this to her many times, Qin Luo didn't take the winter vacation make-up classes seriously. She was now hugging her brother's arm at the airport, reluctant to leave, and tearfully saying that the snacks Qin Huai made could only be frozen in the freezer for a week at most, otherwise they would go bad.

"Brother, can't you stay a few more days before leaving? I feel like I haven't even had a few meals and you're going back again. Do you know how much everyone misses you? Yesterday, Grandma Ding lined up from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. just to buy a few more Sanding buns to take home and stock up." Qin Luo tried to play the emotional card to get Qin Huai to stay for two more days.

"Weren't you in class yesterday? How did you know? And the Sanding buns were only sold until 1 p.m. yesterday. I spent the rest of the time making other snacks for you. How did Grandma Ding manage to have people queuing from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m.?" Qin Huai said he didn't buy it.

Qin Luo's already brewing emotions stagnated: "I made it up."

"This is a rhetorical exaggeration, brother, you don't understand."

Qin Huai felt that since Qin Luo did not pass the Chinese language test in the high school entrance examination, it would be useless to talk to him about rhetoric.

"Okay, stop acting. Your semester is about to end, and you won't be able to eat the buns your dad made for a few more days. This morning, you pestered me at home and insisted on taking a few hours off to take me to the airport. Now that you're here, go back to class." Qin Huai patted Qin Luo on the shoulder, signaling Qin Luo not to take the opportunity to skip class again.

Qin Luo curled his lips, put away his sad expression, and walked back silently.

Qin Huai smiled and said to Chen Huihong who also came to see him off: "Sister Hong, thank you for coming all the way to see me off. I would also like to trouble you to send Luo Luo back to school later."

Chen Huihong said with a smile: "It's a convenient thing, but our good life will be over now that you are gone, Xiao Qin. We will have to eat snacks sent from Gusu again. Sigh."

Qin Huai said that he really doesn’t understand the world of you rich people who order cross-provincial takeout.

"By the way, you..." Chen Huihong opened her mouth to say something, but soon stopped herself. "Remember to report safety after you get off the plane. When Huihui has her winter vacation, I will take Huihui to stay in Gusu for a while, and then we can get together for snacks."

Qin Huai nodded: "When you and Huihui come to Gusu, tell me. When you come to Huangji for dinner, I will help you arrange a private room. It will be more convenient to cook a small meal this way."

After saying that, Qin Huai waved his hand and went through security check.

Qin Luo watched Qin Huai go through security check and asked Chen Huihong: "Aunt Chen, why didn't you tell my brother that Brother Yang resigned and bought a plane ticket and high-speed rail ticket to Suzhou this afternoon?"

"Ouyang asked me not to tell Qin Huai because he wanted to give Qin Huai a surprise." Chen Huihong said, "I'm not worried about anything else, but I'm a little worried that he's going to quit his job and start a new business, a milk tea shop specializing in hand-made lemon tea."

"But the investment in the milk tea shop is small, so he will definitely not lose 660 million this time."

"Let's go, Luoluo. I'll take you back to school." Chen Huihong led Qin Luo back.

On the other side, when Qin Luo had returned to school and the plane Qin Huai was on had not yet landed, a car that looked very expensive stopped in front of the Yunzhong Canteen.

A middle-aged man who looked gentle and elegant got off the car, holding a mobile phone in his hand. He compared the picture on the phone with the sign of Yunzhong Canteen, looked at the door with some confusion, and walked in.

In the cafeteria, sad old diners, led by Uncle Wang, were sitting in the cafeteria and sighing.

Uncle Qian and Xu Tuqiang are not here today. They are so sad that they don’t even want to stay in the cafeteria for fear of being reminded of the past. They choose to sit at home and eat the three-star buns they grabbed yesterday to relieve their sadness.

Uncle Wang glanced at the middle-aged man who came in.

rich.

Although there is no obvious logo on the clothes, it is obvious that they are custom-made. As a professional accountant who became rich in old age, Uncle Wang can tell at a glance that the man in front of him has at least one more zero than himself.

It doesn’t matter, even if there are two more zeros.

Master Xiao Qin has gone to Gusu again. When will this boring life that I can see the end of at a glance end?

The first day that Master Qin was away from Yunzhong Canteen, I missed him.

Uncle Wang just glanced at the middle-aged man, then looked away, then leaned on the table and sighed.

After the middle-aged man came in, he was obviously shocked by the mental state of the elderly people in the cafeteria who were shrouded in sadness. He paused for a moment, subconsciously took a half step back, and then quickly walked to the snack window and asked:

"Excuse me, do you have Sanding Packets?"

The old man and woman sitting near the window understood immediately that this was another person who came here because of its reputation and was destined to leave disappointed.

Without waiting for the waiter to answer, an enthusiastic uncle who was closest to the middle-aged man spoke up: "You are late. Master Qin has already gone to Gusu and said he will be back after the New Year."

"If you want to eat Sanding Bao, you have to wait until after the New Year."

"Gusu?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised. "Master Xiao Qin... is the white pastry chef who makes Sanding Buns? He went to Gusu..."

"They said they were going to some Huang restaurant to study and exchange ideas. Alas." The old man sighed sadly.

The middle-aged man continued: "Is it the Huangji Restaurant in Gusu?"

"Yes." Huang Xi stepped forward, "The only one in our cafeteria who can make Sanding Bao is Chef Qin from Qinhuai. You are from another place, right? If you had come yesterday, you could have caught up. Today, Chef Qin has already left for Gusu, and he should still be on the plane at this time."

"What a pity! You've made a wasted trip."

"It's really rare that Huang's has a white-crust chef to come over for a discussion." The middle-aged man muttered, and walked over to the old man who had just answered the question and asked, "Excuse me, how do the three-crust buns made by Chef Xiao Qin taste?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's question, the old man almost slammed the table and said, "Okay, of course it's good, no doubt about it!"

"You missed it today. I tell you, if you came yesterday, not only would you not be able to get into the cafeteria, the line would have stretched all the way to the corner of the intersection ahead!"

"Master Qin came to the canteen at 8 a.m., and the people queuing to buy buns started at 6 a.m. Xu Tuqiang and his friends queued from 6 a.m. to 1 p.m., and actually bought four rounds a day!"

"Can they finish all the buns? Sorry for getting off topic, brother, let me tell you, Master Xiao Qin's cooking skills are absolutely amazing. He has only been making Sanding Buns these few days since he came back from Gusu. You are from another place, so you don't know, but Master Xiao Qin makes so many delicious snacks, even tangerine peel and white fungus... bah, bah, tangerine peel tea, that's hard to come by!"

"There are only 1000 cups a day, so you have to grab them. I have to queue up in the cafeteria early in the morning just to drink a cup of tangerine peel tea."

"If you have time to come here after the Chinese New Year, you must try the three-dining buns, five-dining buns, fermented glutinous rice steamed buns, locust flower steamed buns, glutinous rice rice cakes, and crab shell yellow made by Master Qin..."

The old man started to call out the names of the dishes, which stunned the middle-aged man. He wrote down the names of a bunch of dim sum and left.

The old man watched the middle-aged man leave, then sat down contentedly, feeling that he had done a great job today.

Although this out-of-town diner who came here because of his reputation was unlucky and failed to taste the dim sum made by Chef Qin himself, he helped Chef Qin retain this wealthy fan and maintain Chef Qin's style!
The old man didn't notice that while he was bragging, the two dim sum chefs in the kitchen who were supposed to be quietly making dim sum were stunned.

Neither of them moved their hands, and stood silently in front of the kitchen counter, staring at the middle-aged man outside with a dull look on their faces.

After the middle-aged man left, Pei Xing slowly spoke, his face full of disbelief: "Who was that just now..."

"Xu Cheng, the founder of Taste?!"

"It seems so." Li Hua was still shocked.

"Xu Cheng actually came to our cafeteria just to eat Master Qin's snacks!" Pei Xing's voice broke. "This is a plot that I only dream about!"

"Is our cafeteria going to be on Taste?!"

"Is my worth going to rise?"

Li Hua really wanted to say to Pei Xing, "Wake up. What does Master Qin's appearance on "Taste" have to do with us?"
"Should we send a message to Master Qin and tell him about this?" Pei Xing asked.

Li Hua thought about it and shook his head: "I don't think so."

"Didn't Huang Xi just say that Master Qin went to Huangji to study and exchange ideas? If Xu Cheng is really interested in Master Qin, he will go to Gusu himself."

"It would be better for Master Qin to experience this situation in person without any preparation, as Xu Cheng walks in and tells you with a smile that he came here because he admired your specialty."

Li Hua glanced at Pei Xing and felt that Pei Xing was already putting himself in Qin Huai's shoes.

Li Hua said silently in his heart:
This is also the plot that I only dream about.

Really...

So enviable.

(End of this chapter)