The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 487 Luo Jun's Family's Complete Transformation into a Buffet Restaurant

Qu Jing stood at Zhao Cheng'an's door for five or six minutes, waiting for Zhao Cheng'an to finish packing his luggage before going home to take off her apron and bring out the cooked rice cake soup.

It's called rice cake soup, but it's actually a hodgepodge of rice cakes, a spicy hot pot in clear water, and an indistinct stew in the style of Chen Huihong.

Qu Jing's rice cake soup deeply shocked Zhao Cheng'an, who had formal training. In both his first and current lives, Zhao Cheng'an was a proper professional. The wildest, most unorthodox dish he had ever seen was in Qinhuai, but he had never seen such a bizarre dish before.

Qu Jing, however, acted as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, carrying a large clay pot and leading the way. Zhao Cheng'an could only follow obediently after a brief moment of shock, wondering if these seemingly normal group members were actually not quite right in the head in real life.

The internet is truly terrifying.

What Zhao Cheng'an didn't know was that Qu Jing's rice cake soup had also deeply impressed Qin Huai. Qin Huai vaguely remembered that Qu Jing's cooking was quite normal before, and her skills were not bad, much better than Chen Huihong's.

Now that I've spent a lot of time with Chen Huihong, my personality hasn't become like hers, but my cooking skills have.

"Qu...Qu Jing, this rice cake soup..." Qin Huai struggled to find the right words to express his shock, "Did Sister Hong ask you to do this? Did she have a fight with Luo Jun about choosing a burial plot recently?"

Qu Jing didn't catch Qin Huai's implied meaning. She slowed down, picked up the large casserole, and thought hard: "It's not really an argument. Sister Hong and Mr. Luo just often have some minor disagreements. Sister Hong thinks the environment and service of the cemetery are the most important. Anyway, it's all renewed every 30 years. She just wants to pick a high-end one with good service and a good reputation to use first. The location and feng shui aren't that important."

"But Mr. Luo values ​​feng shui. In his words, since he's burning paper money for himself anyway, he won't enjoy the best service, so he might as well choose a place with good feng shui to bury him and feel at ease."

"For this reason, the two of them often had some minor arguments for a while. But it's all over now. Mr. Luo's burial plot has been chosen, so there's nothing to argue about anymore. Actually, I think both sides have a point. After all, you only die once in your life, and the burial plot is indeed very important. I even went to sweep the grave of my past self a while ago."

Qu Jing's words shocked Zhao Cheng'an once again. Zhao Cheng'an was so shocked that he stood there dumbfounded: "That's right, how come I didn't think of sweeping the graves of my past lives?"

"Oh dear, I don't know where I'll be buried. I was eaten by lions my whole life and don't even have a grave. What a blunder! What a blunder! I should have learned from Luo Jun and made proper arrangements for my funeral before I died. Bi Fang really is experienced." Zhao Cheng'an was extremely annoyed.

Qin Huai: ...

"Next time we talk like this, could we please keep our voices down a little and avoid being in front of others?" Qin Huai wanted to facepalm, trying to steer the conversation back on track, "What about this rice cake soup..."

Speaking of rice cake soup, Qu Jing's voice rang with a hint of joy, like a bird chirping:

"Sister Hong taught me how to make this rice cake soup! Just cook everything in one pot. You don't need bone broth or spicy broth, just boil it in water. You can make your own dipping sauce whatever you want."

“The last time I went back to the orphanage to visit Aunt Qu, she especially liked this way of eating. She said that she is now too old to chew many things, so she likes to eat this kind of light flavor. The rice cake is cooked until it is soft and mushy, which is both warm and filling.”

“I heard that Mr. Luo has not had a good appetite these past few days. He used to be able to eat three meals a day, but recently he has only been eating two meals a day. So I specially cooked this big pot of rice cake soup to give Mr. Luo a change of taste.”

Qin Huai could tell that Qu Jing was telling the truth. She had no reason to lie to him, and Qu Jing was genuinely thinking of Luo Jun, without any intention of revenge.

Although the little bird has been a human for so many years and can be a little clever at times, she is actually quite naive and innocent when it comes to interpersonal relationships and reading between people, especially in her interactions with friends with whom she can be completely honest and open.

For the sake of the bird's growth, we have no choice but to let Bifang suffer.

Along the way, Qin Huai discussed with Zhao Cheng'an what kind of snacks they should make later.

First, we need to prepare the ingredients in advance. If it takes too long or the desserts are too difficult, we definitely can't make them. Today, the focus is on all the spirits gathering together for a tea party. Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an's desserts are just garnishes. As long as we have something to eat, we don't need to pursue anything too fancy.

Secondly, we need to make some of Luo Jun's favorite dishes. Bi Fang is about to die, so we need to provide proper end-of-life care, a point that Zhao Cheng'an strongly agrees with.

Tangerine peel tea is a must, and stewed pigeon with gastrodia elata... Qin Huai figured Luo Jun should have already prepared the pigeon and was just waiting for him to stew it. As for the rest...

Luo Jun, a picky old man who only likes to eat meat and dislikes vegetables, prefers meat-filled pastries. Qin Huai sent Zhao Cheng'an to make meat-filled sesame cakes, which saves time as it doesn't require proofing the dough, and the taste is just as good. Most importantly, Zhao Cheng'an's knife skills and control of the heat are better than Qin Huai's, making his sesame cakes taste even better, allowing him to better showcase himself in front of everyone.

Zhao Cheng'an thought Qin Huai's arrangement was excellent, and he also wanted to eat sesame seed cakes.

Having eaten so many flaky pastries before boarding the plane, both sweet and savory, Zhao Cheng'an now craved freshly baked, hot, chewy, wheat-scented, juicy meat-filled flatbreads, slightly hard on one side and soft on the other.

On the ten-odd meters from the elevator to Luo Jun's house, Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an discussed how big the sesame seed cakes should be. Should they be small, bite-sized round cakes, thin and crispy cakes bigger than a face, or standard round cakes with thick crusts and plenty of filling?

Qu Jing, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but secretly swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

We've arrived at Luo Jun's house.

Qin Huai skillfully stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

The entrance to Luo Jun's house remains unchanged. There are no clutters at the entrance, no carpet in front of the door, and the door is still the same old-fashioned security door, without being replaced with a fingerprint lock.

Chen Huihong had advised Luo Jun many times to change the door lock to a fingerprint lock, as she had a group-buying discount for him, but Luo Jun always retorted with, "If you change to a fingerprint lock, it will be more convenient for you to come to my house and pick out fruit."

"They're here! It must be Xiao Qin and the others!" Qin Huai could hear Chen Huihong's loud voice through the door.

The next second, the door opened, and Chen Huihong's face, beaming with a warm smile, came into view. In her hands, Chen Huihong was holding a plate containing waffles, fried eggs, curry chicken, and dragon fruit. The waffles were spread with blueberry jam, and the fried eggs were placed on top of the waffles and also dipped in blueberry jam. The curry from the curry chicken and the dragon fruit were mixed together, making it an even more hellish food combination than Qu Jing's rice cake soup.

Chen Huihong blocked the doorway, preventing Qin Huai from entering, so he couldn't see the whole room and could only see a corner. But even from that corner, he vaguely felt that the layout of the room was different from before, and that there were many more things inside.

Qin Huai's attention was more drawn to the plate in Chen Huihong's hand.

"Sister Hong... is this what you brought?" What kind of brand new food is this? Did you bring back food from the hotel buffet, and also take the hotel plates with you when you packed it?

"This? I didn't bring it, Chen Gong prepared it. I made a fruit salad. Oh, Jingjing, you cooked rice cake soup again. This big pot is so heavy. Don't cook at home next time, just come to Luo Jun's house to cook, it's easier." Chen Huihong said this, but she didn't move away from the door. She even deliberately stood forward, making Qin Huai and the other two take a step back involuntarily.

"Jingjing, please carry it a little longer. Xiao Qin and Xiao Zhao, you two move back a bit, don't move forward. Lao Shi, Lao Shi! Have you got the stuff ready? Jingjing is carrying a really big clay pot!" Chen Huihong shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Almost there, just two more. Chen Gong, you should do it. I'm not good at this, and it'll be embarrassing if I can't open it later." Shi Dadan's honest voice came from inside.

“One for you, one for me,” Chen Gong replied calmly.

"Are you done yet?" Chen Huihong asked.

"Alright, don't stop the three of them outside. If we make any more noise, Mr. Luo will get angry," Chen Gong said.

Hearing Chen Gong's words, Chen Huihong silently took a few steps back, gesturing for Qin Huai and the other two to go inside. Qin Huai looked at Qu Jing with some confusion, wanting to ask her what was going on. Qu Jing returned Qin Huai's same confused look, clearly unaware of the situation either.

Qin Huai carefully took two steps forward and finally saw the current situation of Luo Jun's family.

To put it simply, if Qin Huai hadn't frequently visited Luo Jun's house to buy fruit and confirmed that the address was correct, he would have thought he had accidentally wandered into a small buffet restaurant.

The layout of the living room has been completely changed. The movable sofa, TV cabinet, and cabinets have been moved somewhere. Only the dining table and beanbag chair have been kept. In their place is a champagne tower (with juice in the glasses), a low and long buffet table, and various foods that are usually only found at buffets.

Of course, there was also a fruit stand, fully stocked with all kinds of premium fruits. On the table were plates and a large bowl of fruit salad brought by Chen Huihong, which clearly had too much dressing on it.

The fact that Luo Junjia had completely transformed his restaurant into a buffet was not what surprised Qin Huai the most. What surprised Qin Huai the most was that there were two banners hanging on the wall.

The message above reads: Congratulations to Qin Huai on your return from your learning and exchange trip to Zhiweiju!
The message below reads: A warm welcome to Zhao Cheng'an to the [Blind Date Family] chat group!
Chen Huihong stood by the entrance with a tray of food, while Chen Gong and Shi Dadan stood on either side of the banner, each holding a ceremonial cannon. Upon seeing Qin Huai and Zhao Cheng'an enter, Chen Gong and Shi Dadan simultaneously fired the cannons, sending colorful ribbons fluttering down from the sky.

Several ribbons hung from the crystal chandelier in Luo Jun's living room, and another fell on Luo Jun's shoulder. Following the ribbon, you could see Luo Jun sitting on the beanbag chair, staring at Chen Gong and Shi Dadan with a displeased expression. Judging from his expression, if Bifang could breathe even a wisp of fire now, it would burn all of their hair off.

"Qin Huai, welcome back, Xiao Zhao!" Shi Dadan said happily in a loud voice. "These two banners were specially ordered from my hometown. What do you think? Do you like them?"

Qin Huai glanced at the banner hanging on the wall, then at the colorful ribbons spread all over the floor, and then surveyed the living room, which had been completely transformed into a buffet restaurant. For some reason, a very inappropriate thought came to his mind:

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

He was now absolutely certain that Luo Jun was about to die. If Luo Jun wasn't about to be reincarnated, he wouldn't have been so forgiving. From the moment someone suggested turning his house into a buffet restaurant, Luo Jun would have smashed the head of the person across the street.

"These dishes were all prepared by Lao Chen. As expected of an assistant at a big company, he's a professional. Lao Chen said that a tea party can't just be about fruit; we need some proper food. But we can't rely entirely on you, Xiao Qin, to make it. It's not really appropriate to ask Xiao Zhao to make the snacks since it's his first time here. I initially thought it would take a long time to set all this up, but it was all done in less than an hour," Shi Dadan said cheerfully.

Qin Huai subconsciously looked at Luo Jun and found that Luo Jun was still glaring angrily at the two of them, but he did not start cursing. It was clear that Luo Jun had agreed to decorate the house like this.

“Then this cannon barrel…” Qin Huai pointed to the colorful ribbons on the ground.

“I found this when I got home half an hour ago. It must be leftovers from an event my brother’s company had. Didn’t Lao Shi specially order a banner? I thought since we had a banner, we should probably set up some celebratory cannons. I figured we should still have some at home, so I went home to look for it, and I actually found it,” Chen Huihong said while eating a waffle.

Hearing them say that, Qin Huai felt a little sorry for Luo Jun. None of these people could have possibly brought Luo Jun's family to such a state, yet these three talented individuals from various walks of life had come together.

"Mr. Luo... do you agree?" Qin Huai hesitated for a moment before asking.

Luo Jun snorted coldly, rolled his eyes dramatically, and said irritably, "At first, Chen Gong told me that he could definitely restore my house to its original state before 9 p.m.

Chen Gong nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Luo, we will definitely restore your house to its original state before 9 p.m. I hired a professional team that has done business with our company several times before."

Luo Jun ignored Chen Gong and continued, "I don't think there's anything wrong with the banner that Shi Dadan ordered. Anyway, it doesn't say 'welcome to me,' so I'm not the one who's making a fool of myself."

“Only Chen Huihong.” Luo Jun glared fiercely at Chen Huihong and cursed loudly, his voice not quite as strong, “Chen Huihong, are you sick? You pile everything up at home, no wonder your house looks like a garbage dump, you can even put two boxes of this kind of junk at home.”

"You actually want to use both boxes in my house? What do you take my house for, a garbage dump?"

Qu Jing, who had been standing silently in the corner without daring to speak, saw that Luo Jun was really angry, so she quickly served him a bowl of rice cake stew: "Mr. Luo, please don't be angry. Sister Hong meant well. She probably just thought setting off firecrackers would be fun."

"This is the rice cake soup I cooked. It's been cooking all morning and it's especially soft and chewy. I heard you haven't had much of an appetite lately, so why don't you have some rice cake soup to change things up?"

Luo Jun silently looked at the sticky rice cakes that had been served to him, now completely absorbed into the soup.

Luo Jun roared even louder than before: "Chen Huihong, what have you been teaching Qu Jing all this time?!"

Zhao Cheng'an watched in stunned silence.

"Was the tea party at Mr. Luo's house always like this?"

Qin Huai didn't know how to answer for a moment and remained silent for a long time. In the gap between Luo Jun's furious rant against Chen Huihong, he said, "Before... everyone just came to Luo Jun's house to freeload and have some fruit."

"Wow, Mr. Luo has such a good temper," Zhao Cheng'an exclaimed. "I've never heard of a Bifang with such a good temper before."

(End of this chapter)