Chapter 133 Rice cake


    Seeing Qin Huai and Qu Jing come to the kitchen together, Dean Qu''s worried expression disappeared. He quietly looked at Qu Jing while making buns.


    Qu Jing was wearing a mask and smiled slightly at Dean Qu. The part on her face that was not blocked by the mask had almost no changes, but her eyes were bent a little.


    Dean Qu got Qu Jing''s smile with a tacit understanding, and then he completely relieved and made a bun.


    Among the secret communication between the two people, Qin Huai only noticed it among everyone present, and the others did not notice it.


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


    "I just arrived. She knew that Master Xiao Qin and Master Xiao Zheng came to the welfare home to volunteer today. I was afraid that there was not enough staff, so I took a few hours off to come here specifically."


    The staff smiled and said, "The children who have gone out in our welfare home for so many years are Jingjing the most prosperous and come back the most. Dean Qu, you have raised a good daughter. When Jingjing gets married one day, you will not be allowed to sit in the main seat."


    The joking staff looked only 35 or 6 years old, a few years older than Qu Jing. I guess they didn’t know what happened when Qu Jing was in junior high school.


    Dean Qu''s expression remained unchanged and responded with a smile: "Yes, when Jingjing gets married, maybe I''ll really be allowed to sit in the main seat."


    Dean Qu was joking, while Qinhuai was relatively quiet.


    Guo''er only Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan can do it, and the others can''t get involved at all. There is basically a vacuum area beside the two. Except for the occasional people coming to deliver ingredients, no one around him could hear the low voice.


    "When will we go back?" Zheng Siyuan asked.


    "It''s past 5 o''clock, and I''ll go back after the fruit is finished." Qin Huai glanced at the remaining ingredients and felt that he might not be waiting for 5 o''clock.


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


    How many times did the staff of the welfare home say during his absence? Are you a team to defraud Master Zheng?


    "After 4 o''clock." Qin Huai immediately changed his words.


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


    "The people from the Baozi Welfare Home will complete the package." Qin Huai said, "This is also a group activity. Look at how happy the children are."


    Zheng Siyuan stopped talking and continued to work hard.


    As Qin Huai expected, all the fruits were packed at around 4 o''clock. Before leaving, Qinhuai specifically looked for Dean Qu, and repeatedly told her that Guo''er''s shelf life was far longer than that of buns, and even if it was put in the freezer, it would not be frozen for 10 days or half a month.


    Not to mention that fruit is expensive, the longer it is frozen in the refrigerator, the more difficult it is to eat it. The best way to eat it is to eat it all in the shortest time.


    Dean Qu nodded and said that he had written it down and led Qin Huai to the office to get the documents.


    Qin Huai felt that he was going to Dean Qu’s office three times today.


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


    "Tell me."


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


    "Really." Qin Huai looked at Dean Qu with a frankness.


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


    Qin Huai said that as a systematic protagonist, he had a Bi Fang who was determined to die, a white man who was dying, a phoenix who dedicated himself to his future life, and an unknown creature with serious tendency to self-harm is also reasonable.


    What is unacceptable?


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


    Although Luo Luo is not very accepting now.


    "Director Qu, I also grew up in the Children''s Welfare Dean." Qin Huai said, "You can''t ask every child in the welfare home to be a normal person, otherwise we won''t always use us as the material for horror movies."


    Dean Qu handed the document to Qin Huai: "I am really happy to be able to make friends like you." "Last time you said you wanted to introduce your partner to Jingjing, I think it''s better to slow down." Dean Qu said, "She already has friends who can make friends with her, and I think it''s already good."


    Qin Huai felt that Dean Qu’s WeChat should be pushed to Zheng Da and asked Dean Qu to communicate with Zheng Da about not urging him to get married.


    In this way, Zheng Siyuan would probably be moved and stayed in the Yunzhong Canteen to work for two years.


    "Director Qu." Qin Huai took the document, "Is there anything Qu Jing has loved to eat since she was a child?"


    Dean Qu didn’t expect Qin Huai’s topic to change so quickly, and thought for a while: “Does rice cake count?”


    Qin Huai was stunned. Unexpectedly, Qu Jing really liked rice cakes, or had loved it since she was a child. What about the yam? Has the date mud yam cake fallen out of favor?


    "When Jingjing was very young, she was about three or four years old. One winter, our welfare home cooked rice cake soup. Because Jingjing has been very well-behaved since she was a child, we never have to worry about eating and sleeping. The rice cakes in the rice cake soup cooked that time were cut into very small pieces, so we didn''t pay much attention to Jingjing when we were feeding her. She took a spoon and ate it by herself."


    "As a result, I ate too much and felt so swelling that I was so scared that we sent her to the hospital overnight. I thought that a child would learn from him and would not eat rice cakes in the future."


    "After that after a month, Jingjing ate another big bowl. At that time, Mrs. Zhang, who had taken care of Jingjing since childhood, had not retired. If Mrs. Zhang had not seen it, she would have had stomach pain and sent to the hospital."


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


    "I remember Jingjing told me specifically that the glutinous rice cake you made by Master Xiao Qin is very delicious, and almost every evening dinner is glutinous rice cake."


    Qin Huai thoughtfully left the welfare home with the documents.


    On the way back, Qin Huai drove seriously. Zheng Siyuan sat on the co-pilot''s finger and kept sending messages, most likely chatting with Zheng Da.


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


    Zheng Siyuan put down his phone, looked like I knew it, and said, "You mean the meat stuffing fried in the afternoon, right?"


    "I think what you said makes sense. Your performance in the welfare home will indeed be better than usual in the canteen. This afternoon you fry it in a big pot, and it will be more difficult to control the heat of a big pot. However, your filling this afternoon is also normal, which means that the welfare home is indeed a comfortable area for you."


    Zheng Siyuan said that he had been preparing for the words just now for an afternoon.


    "No, I want to ask you how do you think the glutinous rice cake I made?"


    Zheng Siyuan:?


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


    "Do you think there is still a lot of room for improvement?"


    Zheng Siyuan thought carefully and shook his head: "Gangmi rice cake, to put it bluntly, it is rice cake."


    "My dad told me that glutinous rice sounds very high-end, and is essentially ordinary southern glutinous rice. The reason why glutinous rice cake is a palace snack is mainly because the food is rare and the glutinous rice in the north is not suitable for making rice cakes. The glutinous rice in the south is more expensive when transported to the north."


    "If you say a thousand words, 10,000 yuan, jiangmi rice cakes do not have any technical content. The jiangmi rice cakes I make may be slightly better than you, because my pastry shop usually sells this snack, and I make more. If you make it like me every day, over time, you can make the same thing."


    After saying that, Zheng Siyuan boldly guessed: "Do Luoluo want to eat rice cakes again recently?"


    "But...are the rice cakes made of meat not very good?"


    Qin Huai looked at Zheng Siyuan deeply and felt that Zheng Siyuan was really hit too deeply by the apple noodles.


    The adjective he used for meat-filled rice cakes is not very good.


    Zheng Siyuan is really too tolerant now.


    (This chapter ends)