Chapter 131 The True Secret


    In the kitchen, Zheng Siyuan had already kneaded several doughs. The idle helpers in the welfare home were all the familiar faces from last time. The cooking skills were not very good, but the knife skills were not bad. They were all assigned by Zheng Siyuan to cut vegetables, and the sounds of chopping meat and vegetables were everywhere.


    Everyone is busy, and at first glance it looks a bit like a big meal in the countryside.


    The kitchen of the welfare home also has rural earth stoves and large pots. Qinhuai plans to challenge today and stir-fry the filling in a large pot.


    Of course, there is also planB in Qinhuai. He asked Dean Qu to prepare a lot of ingredients for cabbage and meat buns, and in the afternoon he called on the children of the welfare home to make some buns together for emergencies.


    Fried fillings, the emphasis is on hot pot and stir-frying on high heat.


    Use rough techniques and spoon-fry some of the fatty oil in the filling, and then turn to low heat to control the oil accurately. When turning the spoon in the early stage, fry the fillings and disperse them. When controlling the oil in the later stage, fry the fillings evenly, evenly without dispersing.


    Qin Huai had a complete set of designs for today''s fried stuffing. He said that he wanted to go to the welfare home to find a feeling of being a fool of Zheng Siyuan, but he was indeed as comfortable as going home.


    Because he knows that children in welfare homes will definitely not be picky.


    Qin Huai picked up the spatula.


    He felt that he had found the feeling of fighting at home.


    Pour a large pot of filling into the pot.


    Sheep.


    Quick stir-fry.


    Qin Huai found the right time and planned to follow Zheng Siyuan''s spoon look like he was yesterday.


    Flip...


    Qin Huai waving the spatula in a hurry, trying hard to make the filling in the pot turn over and over.


    Zheng Siyuan watched silently from the side, patted the dough, without any turmoil in his heart.


    When he saw Qin Huai so confidently holding a spatula, he still had a hint of expectation in his heart, thinking that Qin Huai was a player with a sense and talent, and maybe he would really perform very well here.


    Now.


    What exactly is he expecting?


    Not far from Qinhuai, the employee of the welfare home who was cutting cabbage in Dadada and the colleague who was chopping meat next door sighed: "Master Xiao Qin''s skill is good, and the fried meat will smell good!"


    The colleague of the meat chopping colleague agreed very much and nodded wildly: "I have been relaxed these days, and the children must be very active in eating. You didn''t see it just now. Congcong usually can''t even explain his words. Even if he was sent to a special school for teaching during this period, he didn''t have that fast time. When he was playing outside, he saw Master Xiao Qin, and the brother Baobao called out very clearly!"


    "I would have the skills of Master Xiao Qin. It would be better to open a bun shop when I go back to my hometown, it would be better than anything else." The cabbage-chopping employee looked envious.


    Zheng Siyuan:…


    Okay, the people here are really very tolerant, and it is not unreasonable for Qin Huai to come here specifically.


    In Qinhuai, the filling in the pot has entered the stewing stage after being stir-fried.


    Stewed in a large pot, and added the broth that Qinhuai specially brought from the canteen. The rich meat aroma spreads in the kitchen.


    Now, not only the people who cut cabbage and chopped meat were amazed. Even Dean Qu showed an inexplicable expression and quietly leaned over to ask Zheng Siyuan if this is still stuffed with buns, why is it so fragrant?


    It’s a pity to have such a delicious stuffed bun. Can you eat the meat stuffed buns with noodles and kneaded bread and cabbage meat buns at night? It doesn’t matter if there are too many noodles. Their welfare home also makes buns, so it’s the same if you keep them tomorrow.


    Zheng Siyuan didn''t know how to answer, so he could only continue to knead the dough silently.


    After the filling is cooked and cooled a little, it is time to reach the exciting stage of pinching fruits.


    I heard from Qin Huai that what he and Zheng Siyuan were going to make was a new product in the canteen, a special red fruit-like snack. Everyone in the Welfare Academy came over to watch curiously.


    After pinching for an afternoon yesterday, Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai have mastered the perfunctory and fast pinching method.


    As long as you have an apple in your heart, whatever you pinch is an apple.


    What? You said that the one I pinched doesn’t look like an apple, it’s just a big round fruit?


    Right, this is not Apple.


    Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai''s fingers flexibly and quickly shaped the dough. In almost the blink of an eye, a circle was slightly irregular, and the fruit, which looked a bit like an apple but could not be seen at all, was born.


    "Wow!" The onlookers cooperated and made a sound that they had never seen the world, and their emotional value was full.


    Zheng Siyuan quickly pinched another expressionless face.


    "Wow! That''s the same!" The onlookers made another sound of never seeing the world.


    Zheng Siyuan destroyed the process and asked Qin Huai to pinch it first and then mix the beet juice to color the fruit.


    The first ugly fruit was born in Zheng Siyuan''s hands.


    "Wow!" Shocking sounds one after another.


    Zheng Siyuan thinks this business is very good, and can grow and be fixed. It is recommended to go on a fixed business trip every Sunday. If Qinhuai thinks the road is long, he can drive.


    Qin Huai watched from the side, almost unable to hold back his laughter.


    Zheng Siyuan is really a master who likes to give positive comments from customers on the spot.


    No wonder he was deceived by the lost eyes of the old men and mothers in the community. He went to work day by day, from 7 o''clock to 6 o''clock, and got off work day by day, from 12 o''clock to finish lunch and then started teaching. Qin Huai cooperated very much to give the last highlight moment to Zheng Siyuan. He was only responsible for pinching fruits and practicing fingering, and handing over all the work of coloring to the other party.


    Such an ugly fruit, the employees of the welfare home can burst into such a sincere cheer. It can be seen that it is not easy for Dean Qu to trick a volunteer, and everyone wants to keep Zheng Siyuan.


    After making the first batch of fruits, Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan divided the work again, one of which was seasoned for the stuffing of the buns and the other was kneaded with softer bun noodles.


    The staff of the Welfare Institute also performed their own duties. Dean Qu went to set up the table and mobilized the children to come and make buns together later.


    As a result, Dean Qu never returned to the mobilization. The bun stuffing and skins in the kitchen were prepared. It was just the kid who made buns, and he didn''t see Dean Qu come back.


    The staff of the Welfare Institute called Dean Qu but did not answer.


    "Is there a sudden new caring person, Dean Qu, who is receiving the reception? Dean Qu usually does not look at his phone during reception and chatting?" Some people speculated.


    "I''ll go to Dean Qu''s office to check it out. I happened to take the documents and put them in the car. I forgot to get the documents. I''ve read the documents and Mr. Luo hasn''t read them yet." Qin Huai said.


    Some staff members also thoughtfully pointed out Qin Huai''s way to the dean''s office, for fear that he would make a mistake.


    Then continue to praise Zheng Siyuan.


    "Wow, Master Zheng, you are so well rolled out the bun, it feels different when you hold it in your hands!"


    Qin Huai:...If you continue to praise Zheng Siyuan, you will really praise him as a resident volunteer.


    Very good, there is another advantage in blind dates, it is really loving.


    Qin Huai walked towards the president''s office. The door of the office was half-closed. It was probably closed and opened again. The door seemed older than Qin Luo, so it was normal not to close it if it was not careful.


    The sound of someone talking inside.


    Qin Huai walked to the door and was about to knock twice when he heard the conversation, he was actually very familiar with the two of them.


    It’s Qu Jing.


    "Why are you starting again?!" Dean Qu''s tone was a sharp reprimand that Qin Huai had never heard of before. He might have realized that his tone was too harsh, so Dean Qu took a long breath and slowed down.


    "Have you written a paper recently?"


    Qu Jing didn''t say anything.


    "Didn''t you not have this for a long time since you made friends with Xiao Qin and the others? Didn''t you tell me that you go to Xiao Qin''s store to buy snacks and dried tangerine peel tea every day? I feel that you are much happier and your situation has improved a lot?"


    "Last time Xiao Qin told me that he would introduce you to a partner. I thought that if your situation improves and gets completely cured, the medical treatment is so developed now that burns can be repaired with scars, and you should be able to do this."


    "You are still young now, and there are many people who are getting married in your 30s. Jingjing, you will be able to live a normal life one day."


    "Why are you again..." Dean Qu said, his voice choked.


    Qu Jing just said in a low voice: "I''m sorry, Mom Qu, I''m a monster."


    "Don''t say that, it''s because I''m not good. When you were sick when you were a child, I didn''t take you to the hospital. I dragged you like this."


    Qin Huai was a little confused outside the door. Why didn’t he understand the conversation inside? What disease did Qu Jing get?


    She really has ultraviolet allergies?


    Qin Huai moved slightly to the crack in the door and quietly looked inside.


    The scene in front of him was so shocked that he couldn''t speak at all.


    Qu Jing did not wear gloves.


    Even without sunscreen sleeves, the long sleeves were rolled to the elbow and the arms were exposed.


    Her hands, wrists and arms were covered with scars that looked like cut. There are new and old, new scars are mixed with old scars, and the pink scars are meandering and hideous, making the exposed skin very scary, and some parts of the arms look flat, as if a piece of flesh has been cut off.


    The latest one should be on the arm, with a bandage wrapped around it, and the location should be where the fruit was burned yesterday.


    Qin Huai knew that he seemed to have seen Qu Jing’s real secret.


    He also knew that he had to face a choice that he had no way to turn back.


    Are you pretending not to know, or knocking on the door, pretending that you are just coming, with quality but not much pushing the door in.


    Qin Huai took a long and calmed down his mood.


    I just don’t know that my relationship with Qu Jing is not in place, but Qu Jing’s obsession is like this. I guess I will never be able to do it in this life without a strong medicine.


    According to this progress of self-harm, Qin Huai was afraid that Qu Jing would commit suicide by cutting his wrist one day.


    Qin Huai knocked on the door twice.


    “Director Qu.”


    Qin Huai pushed the door open and entered without giving the people inside.


    (This chapter ends)