The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 582 A Unique Funeral 2 (Bonus chapter for the 2025 Zurich Alliance Leader!)
Chen Huihong reluctantly left the mahjong table at Qin Huai's urging and came out to eat fermented rice dumplings.

The funeral home has a kitchen that usually sells simple staple foods such as glutinous rice balls, dumplings, fried noodles, and fried rice, since the family members keeping vigil also need to eat.

Under normal circumstances, the kitchen is not rented out.

However, Qin Huai had the money, and since he was a professional chef with all the necessary certifications, there was nothing wrong with him using the kitchen to make some snacks.

Even with limited resources, the fermented rice buns made in Qinhuai are still rated S-level.

This is the advantage of having high numerical values. The basic values ​​are already set up, so as long as you don't mess up, the desserts you make won't be affected. Even if you do mess up, it won't be a big deal.

At this time, those who came to the funeral hall to pay their respects to Luo Jun were all old acquaintances. Suddenly, the roasted lamb chops lost their appeal. Everyone took a sweet fermented rice bun, and even if they were full, they would still take a sweet fermented rice bun, eat a couple of bites, and take the rest back to eat.

Chen Huihong takes a bite of fermented rice wine steamed bun and a sip of lemon tea, a combination that leaves people scratching their heads.

Incidentally, all of these lemon teas are handmade lemon teas, made by Ouyang himself. In Ouyang's words, this is the last contribution he can make for Luo Jun's funeral.

During this period, Ouyang has been working out well at the gym, and his strength has increased a lot. He is now much more adept at making lemon tea, and his skill level has far surpassed Qin Luo's.

"Xiao Qin, when are Zhao Cheng'an and Chen Gong coming?" Chen Huihong asked.

Qin Huai said, "Chen Gong booked the earliest flight tomorrow morning, so he should arrive before 11 o'clock. Zhao Cheng'an said that the morning flight was too early for him to get up, so he bought a ticket for 2 pm, which will allow him to make it in time for dinner."

Chen Huihong nodded: "Jingjing asked the hospital for 7 days off, but according to the procedure, she couldn't get 7 days off. But didn't Luo Jun deposit a lot of money at their hospital? No, it wasn't that he deposited a lot of money, it should be that he paid a lot of money but didn't spend any of it."

"Their hospital is quite flexible. They let Jingjing come over for 7 days under the guise of visiting and helping out. It counts as a business trip. If nothing unexpected happens, Jingjing can stay here and play mahjong with us for 7 days."

"She really needs to practice her mahjong skills; going out to play mahjong is just throwing money away."

Qin Huai: ...Is it possible that Qu Jing didn't have to play mahjong?

Chen Huihong took another bite of her steamed bun: "Are you feeling better now?"

"Much better," Qin Huai said.

Qinhuai is really much better now.

In the morning, especially in the period immediately following Luo Jun's death, Qin Huai was in a daze. He was certainly heartbroken, but more than that, he was in a disoriented, detached state, unsure of what to do or what was happening around him—a kind of out-of-body experience.

Even at noon, Qin Huai still felt that Luo Jun was alive. As long as he didn't see Luo Jun's body with his own eyes, Luo Jun was still alive and was still lying on the beanbag chair at home watching TV.

Qin Huai, as the primary heir to Luo Jun's estate, offered almost no assistance at Luo Jun's funeral.

Chen Huihong may seem unreliable for playing mahjong all day, but she is actually the quickest and most decisive person when it comes to getting things done. She immediately contacted Zhou Hu, who then contacted the funeral home to finalize the entire funeral process. After that, she took a walk around the funeral home, tasting every dish and tasting every drink before finally going to her room to play mahjong.

Gong Liang was also very reliable; he immediately began to coordinate and plan, and anyone who didn't know better would think he was Zhou Hu's superior.

Shi Dadan didn't know how he could help, so he made a few phone calls for a while. Chen Huihong was short of players for her mahjong game and was pulled to the mahjong table.

Qu Jing is similar.

Even Zhang Shumei helped cut a lot of fruit, and even brought her son and daughter-in-law to make phone calls and serve dishes, making the final year-end bonus that Luo Jun gave her even more valuable.

If conditions allowed, Zhang Shumei would have called her nephew from out of town to come and help.

Qin Huai did nothing during this process. He just listened to Lawyer Chen explain the approximate amount of the inheritance he was to receive, scratched two lottery tickets but won nothing, and then just stared blankly.

It wasn't until Zhao Cheng'an got off work and called to ask if Luo Jun's funeral had started, if he was busy, and if he heard there were scratch-off lottery tickets at the funeral, and if he could get him to secretly win a couple, that Qin Huai came back to life.

To be precise, Qin Huai had just accepted the fact that Luo Jun had passed away and that everyone was now preparing for Luo Jun's funeral.

Then Qin Huai started thinking about what he could do.

Aside from his exceptional talent for making delicious pastries, Qin Huai was just an ordinary person. His academic performance was average; despite Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong enrolling him in numerous tutoring classes and hiring countless tutors, Qin Huai barely managed to get into university.

He has decent emotional intelligence and seemingly good speaking skills; he's a master of lying. However, these skills fail him in crucial moments. Compared to the E's Beast, Qin Huai is practically a greenhorn.

Qin Huai felt that he lacked overall planning and a sense of the big picture.

After thinking it over, Qin Huai realized he didn't have any particular talents, except that he was good at making pastries. Although this talent might not seem to be of much use at Luo Jun's funeral, who says it can't?

So Qin Huai borrowed the kitchen and started making pastries.

I have to say, baking really does calm you down. Once you've done it, you want to keep baking.

"Sister Hong, is there any snack you'd like to eat right now?" Qin Huai asked.

Chen Huihong gave Qin Huai a look that said, "You're not exactly healthy either," and complained, "It's already past 9 p.m., and you're asking me what kind of snacks I want to eat."

"I want to eat beef pancakes."

With a plate in one hand and a steamed bun with fermented rice wine in the other, Li Liang, who was standing next to the two and eavesdropping, swallowed hard.

Li Liang originally planned to go home after finishing the buffet. As the owner of a small 24-hour convenience store, Li Liang only employed one person. The boss and the employee worked in two shifts, each for 12 hours. Li Liang wanted to get home before 11 o'clock, wash up and go to bed before 12 o'clock so he could go to work normally the next day.

just now……

Li Liang felt that Mr. Luo's funeral should naturally take longer, otherwise how could he prove his sincerity? He might as well skip this class!

Closing the convenience store for a day is no big deal; the main reason is to attend Mr. Luo's funeral. Mr. Luo was such a good person, and his funeral was so lavish and lively. If he didn't stay longer, he would truly be out of touch with reality.

Li Liang took a bite of the fermented rice bun, mustered his courage, took a step toward Qin Huai, and whispered, "Little...Little Master Qin, do you...you...do you know how to make yam cake later?"

Yes, Li Liang, the convenience store owner who had never been named before, had the same favorite snack as Zhao Cheng'an: yam cake.

Qin Huai knew Li Liang. During his breaks, Li Liang liked to go to the convenience store to buy grilled sausages. Qin Huai knew that Li Liang used to wear a mask when he came to the Yunzhong Canteen to grab snacks. However, this habit was short-lived. He only wore a mask for a little over a month before stopping.

“It can be done.” Qin Huai nodded. “Mr. Li, you’re here very early. What did Mr. Luo write on the card he gave you?”

Li Liang thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Some words of care and encouragement."

Qin Huai: ? Luo Jun spoke so kindly when he was about to die?
As expected, appearances can be deceiving.

Qin Huai thought that Luo Jun wrote so many cards to take the opportunity to vent his anger on the merchants who hadn't had enough of the previous negative reviews. After all, he was already dead, and the merchants couldn't possibly retaliate.

"Mr. Li, are you going to the village to see the play tomorrow?" Qin Huai asked again.

Li Liang originally didn't plan to go, but now—

"Yes, of course I'll go! Are you going to the village tomorrow, Master Qin?"

Qin Huai shook his head: "I probably won't go tomorrow. I'll stay here and make some more pastries, and then go to the village the day after tomorrow."

"I heard the program is different every day. Mr. Li, if you have time, could you record tomorrow's program and send it to me via WeChat?"

Do I have your WeChat? If not, let's add each other on WeChat.

Li Liang was so moved that he was about to cry.

He felt that his insistence on persuading the other three convenience store owners to carpool to the funeral home was the best decision he had made all year.

Li Liang felt he was about to rise to the top and become a person with connections.

"Master Qin, don't worry, I... I have a very steady hand when recording, and my phone is brand new with a really high resolution!"

Xu Tuqiang, who witnessed all of this silently from the corner, was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth to powder.

"My phone is brand new too, why won't Master Qin let me help record it?" Xu Tuqiang asked the burning question.

Grandma Ding glanced at Xu Tuqiang speechlessly, silently took a bite of her steamed bun, chewed and swallowed before speaking: "Old Xu, are you alright?"

"Master Qin has been in a daze all day, and he's only just started to feel a little better. For the past few hours, you've been going on and on about what would happen if Master Qin continued like this, and now you're even starting to get jealous of Xiao Li."

"Even if we have fermented rice wine buns to eat, it still won't shut you up."

"If this continues, I'll have to drink your tangerine peel tea later."

"Can you even drink that?"

"If you can't finish it, I'll pack it up and take it home. Don't be lazy, you need to help Xiao Zhou with his business, hurry up and go after you finish your steamed buns."

(End of this chapter)