Seeing Qin Huai and Qu Jing coming to the kitchen together, Dean Qu's worried look disappeared. While making buns, he looked at Qu Jing quietly.

Qu Jing wore a mask and smiled slightly at Dean Qu. The part of her face that was not blocked by the mask had almost no change, except that her eyes were slightly bent.

Dean Qu had a tacit understanding and got Qu Jing's smile, and then he was completely relieved to make the buns.

Of all the people present, only Qin Huai noticed the secret communication between the two people, while the others were completely unaware.

The staff next to Dean Qu asked Dean Qu in surprise: "Hey, when did Jingjing come?"

"She just arrived. She knew that Master Xiao Qin and Master Xiao Zheng were coming to the orphanage to do volunteer work today. She was afraid that there would be insufficient manpower, so she took a few hours off to come here specifically."

The staff member smiled and said: "Of the children who have left our welfare home over the years, Jingjing is the most successful and comes back the most. Dean Qu, you have raised a good daughter. When Jingjing gets married one day, you still have to marry her."

Take the main seat."

The staff member who was joking looked like he was only 35 or 6 years old, a few years older than Qu Jing. He probably didn't know what happened when Qu Jing was in junior high school.

Dean Qu's expression remained unchanged and he responded with a smile: "Yes, when Jingjing gets married, I might actually be allowed to take the lead."

Dean Qu was joking and joking, while Qin Huai was relatively quiet.

Only Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan can make the fruit, and no one else can get involved at all. There is basically a vacuum around the two of them. Except for the occasional person who comes to deliver ingredients, no one around them can hear their whispers.

"What time will we go back?" Zheng Siyuan asked.

"It's about 5 o'clock. I'll go back when the fruit is finished." Qin Huai took a look at the remaining ingredients and felt that he might not be able to wait until 5 o'clock.

No, Zheng Siyuan did this job too fast, right?

During his absence, how many times did the staff of the welfare home scream? Did they form a group to defraud Master Zheng?

"It's past 4 o'clock." Qin Huai immediately changed his words.

"Those buns..." Zheng Siyuan even wanted to make buns.

"The people at the Baozi Welfare Home will finish all the buns." Qin Huai said, "This can be considered a group activity. You can see how happy the children are with the buns."

Zheng Siyuan stopped talking and continued to work hard.

As expected by Qin Huai, all the fruits had been packed by 4 o'clock. Before leaving, Qin Huai went to Dean Qu and gave her numerous instructions.

You can't really freeze it for 10 days and a half.

Not to mention that the cost of fruits is high and the longer they stay in the refrigerator, the more unpalatable they become. The best way to eat them is to eat them all in the shortest possible time.

Dean Qu nodded and took note of it, and led Qin Huai to the office to get the documents.

Qin Huai felt that he had entered and exited Dean Qu's office three times today.

"Xiao Qin, did I just tell you quietly?" Sure enough, when they arrived in the office, Dean Qu couldn't help but mention what happened just now.

"Talked."

"You really... don't mind?" Dean Qu looked at Qin Huai.

"Really." Qin Huai looked at Dean Qu frankly.

What does he mind? Qu Jing is not a human being.

Qin Huai said that as a systematic protagonist, it is reasonable to have Bi Fang who is waiting for death, Bai who never pulls out his hair, a Luan bird who devotes himself to never having an afterlife, and an unknown creature with a serious tendency to self-mutilation.

.

What's unacceptable?

As a normal ordinary person in their family, Luo Luo accepted the fact that her brother was a systematic protagonist when she was in kindergarten.

Although Luoluo is not very accepting now.

"Dean Qu, I also grew up in a children's welfare home." Qin Huai said, "You can't require every child in the welfare home to be a normal person, otherwise horror movies wouldn't always use us as subjects."

Dean Qu handed the document to Qin Huai: "I'm really happy that Jingjing can make a friend like you."

"Last time you said you wanted to introduce someone to Jingjing, I think it's better to take it slow." Dean Qu said, "She already has friends she can be close to. I think it's already good."

Qin Huai felt that he should push Dean Qu's WeChat account to Zheng Da, and let Dean Qu and Zheng Da exchange ideas on not urging marriage.

Zheng Siyuan would probably be moved by this and stay at Yunzhong Canteen to work for two years.

"Dean Qu." Qin Huai took the document, "Does Qu Jing have anything that she has particularly loved to eat since she was a child?"

Dean Qu didn't expect Qin Huai's topic to change so quickly, so he thought for a moment: "Does rice cake count?"

Qin Huai was stunned. He didn't expect that Qu Jing really loved eating rice cakes, or had loved eating them since she was a child. What about yam? Has date mud yam cake fallen out of favor?

"When Jingjing was very young, about three or four years old, our welfare home cooked rice cake soup one winter. Because Jingjing had been very well-behaved since she was a child, we never had to worry about eating or sleeping. The rice cake soup she cooked that time

The rice cakes were cut into very small pieces, and we didn’t pay much attention to it when we were feeding her. She ate it by herself with a small spoon.”

"As a result, she ate too much and her stomach hurt. We were so frightened that we sent her to the hospital overnight. We originally thought that the child would learn a lesson from eating too much and would not eat rice cakes in the future."

"A month later, while making rice cake soup, Jingjing ate another big bowl. At that time, Sister-in-law Zhang, who had taken care of Jingjing since she was a child, had not yet retired. If Sister-in-law Zhang hadn't seen it, she would have been sent to the hospital with stomachache again.

"

"When I study quietly later, our welfare home will make rice cakes as long as the test scores are good. She likes to eat all kinds of rice cakes. Osmanthus rice cakes, boiled rice cake soup, fried rice cake slices, there is no rice cake she doesn't like to eat."

"I remember Jingjing specifically told me that the glutinous rice cakes you make, Master Xiao Qin, are particularly delicious. Almost every night, glutinous rice cakes are served for dinner."

Qin Huai thoughtfully took the documents and left the orphanage.

On the way back, Qin Huai drove seriously, while Zheng Siyuan sat in the passenger seat and kept sending messages with his fingers, most likely chatting with Zheng Da.

"Siyuan, I have a question to ask you." Qin Huai suddenly spoke.

Zheng Siyuan put down his cell phone and said with an expression like "I know it all": "You mean the minced meat stir-fried in the afternoon, right?"

"I think what you said makes sense. Your performance in the orphanage will indeed be better than in the canteen. You used a big pot to stir-fry this afternoon. It is actually more difficult to control the fire in a big pot.

.However, your stuffing this afternoon also worked normally, which shows that the orphanage is indeed a comfort zone for you."

Zheng Siyuan said that he had been preparing for what he just said all afternoon.

"No, I just want to ask you what you think of the glutinous rice cake I made?"

Zheng Siyuan:?

"It's okay." Zheng Siyuan said, "I've only eaten it twice and it tastes normal. What's wrong?"

“Do you think there’s still a lot of room for improvement?”

Zheng Siyuan thought about it seriously and shook his head: "Jiangmi rice cake, to put it bluntly, it is rice cake."

"My dad told me that Jiangmi sounds very high-end, but it is essentially just ordinary Southern glutinous rice. The reason why Jiangmi rice cakes are a palace snack is mainly because they are rare and valuable. The glutinous rice in the north is not suitable for making rice cakes. The glutinous rice in the south is not suitable for making rice cakes.

The price of glutinous rice shipped to the north is worth a thousand gold."

"To put it bluntly, glutinous rice cakes do not have any technical content. The glutinous rice cakes I make may be slightly better than yours, because my pastry shop usually sells this snack and I make it a lot. If you are like me

If you do the same thing every day, over time, you can make the same thing."

After speaking, Zheng Siyuan boldly guessed: "Luoluo wants to eat rice cakes again recently?"

"But... isn't the rice cake stuffed with meat not so good?"

Qin Huai took a deep look at Zheng Siyuan and felt that Zheng Siyuan was really hit too hard by Apple Face Guoer.

The adjective he used for the meat-filled rice cake was actually not very good.

Zheng Siyuan is really too tolerant now.
Chapter completed!