That night, Qin Huai did not dream that Gong Liang was so moved that he completed the side mission.

He dreamed that Qin Luo ranked first in the class.

This dream was so weird that Qin Huai even wondered if he was dreaming.

After Luo Luo got the first place in the class, she strongly requested to eat crab roe shaomai. Qin Huai happily gave Qin Luo the opportunity to do it for a month. As a result, Qin Luo got injured again after eating crab roe shaomai. From then on, he wanted to eat shaomai with crab roe.

Shit, Qin's breakfast shop never sells shaomai again.

All I can say is that dreams are fantasy.

After Qin Huai woke up from his dream, he even thought for a few seconds about whether he had inherited the inheritance, and whether he was in Qiuxian County, Shanshi, or Gusu. Finally, Qin Huai came to a conclusion while brushing his teeth.

I had to take advantage of the last few days before the crabs were released from the market. I took a 6-day long vacation and went back to Shanshi City to cook crab roe shaomai for Qin Luo for a few days. Qin Luo was injured from eating steamed hairy crabs. At the worst time, he felt the smell of steamed crabs.

Shit, but that happened when Qin Luo was very young.

Since Qin Luo entered junior high school, the symptom of making him vomit when he smelled the smell of crabs has been relieved a lot. When he was in the second grade of junior high school, he could already eat spicy crabs. When he was in the third grade of junior high school, he also followed the trend and ate crab roe soup dumplings.

I don’t know if the crab roe soup dumplings were made too unpalatable or the ingredients were too honest, but Qin Luo vomited after eating them. Speaking of which, Qin Luo hadn’t eaten crab roe food for a year.

After brushing his teeth, Qin Huai sent a message to Qin Luo.

Qin Huai: Luoluo, I will go back to Shanshi in December. Do you want to eat crab roe shaomai? Brother, I’m new to this. It’s delicious. Qin Luo will be back soon.

Luoluo: Eat!!!! Qin Huai raised his eyebrows. He studied on his mobile phone in the morning.

Snacks for two days during winter break!

After Qin Huai finished washing, he slowly ate two tangerines. Perhaps because he ate tangerines on an empty stomach in the morning, Qin Huai felt a little sour, so he ate another banana, and then went out slowly.

When Qin Huai went downstairs, he met Gong Liang who was returning from a run.

Even running at this time is not sure whether it can be counted as a morning run. Qin Huai thinks that anything before breakfast counts.

Thanks to the group of morning joggers in Yunzhong Canteen, although Qin Huai has never run in the morning, he knows a lot about morning jogging.

He looked at Gong Liang's sportswear, sneakers, and the small bag holding a mobile phone and a sweat towel on his waist. There were almost invisible beads of sweat on his forehead, which were blocked by the collar of his coat. It was obvious that he had sweated.

neckline.

This is really a morning run.

Qin Huai smiled and said hello: "Mr. Gong, you are back from jogging in the morning."

Gong Liang smiled and nodded: "After running around for a few times, the neighborhood is still the same. It hasn't changed much in decades."

"Your morning jogging habit is really good. You run a few laps every morning, take a shower and change clothes when you come back. It's just right to go to Huang Ji opposite for breakfast." Qin Huai sighed.

"I'm used to it." Gong Liang smiled, "When I graduated from technical secondary school and worked as a salesperson, my old colleagues in the department told me as soon as I entered the department that we have good legs and feet in our line of work. If I encountered a robber on the road, I would throw away the goods.

People can save their lives even if they run away. I was so scared that I would practice running every day after work, and before going to work. I got used to it as I ran, and I felt uncomfortable all day long if I didn’t run.”

Qin Huai was stunned when he heard this.

Gong Liang laughed out loud at Qin Huai's expression: "Master Xiao Qin, I'm just kidding you. When I was a salesperson, sales were no longer so dangerous, and I specialized in selling silk all over the country, so I didn't have to go to the countryside to receive goods.

.I just like running and exercising. Over the years, I have eaten too much good food and sat still. In the past two years, my physical examination scores were higher than others. If I don’t move, I will lose my life even if I make money.”

Qin Huai then returned to his normal expression and joked with a smile: "I almost asked you if you could outrun the robbers." Gong Liang laughed twice more and asked: "Master Xiao Qin, when do you think I will go to Huangji?"

Would it be more appropriate to have breakfast?”

"In 40 minutes, the crab roe siomai should be out of the cage by then. You were not here yesterday, and yesterday's crab roe siomai tasted normal. Don't worry, you will never taste the same taste as the previous two times this morning."

Faced with Qin Huai's repeated assurances, Gong Liang immediately said how could he doubt Master Xiao Qin? Master Xiao Qin's craftsmanship was beyond praise, he just had to arrive at Huangji on time and wait to eat.

The two separated, and Gong Liang went upstairs humming happily.

If the numerical value could be displayed in real life, then Qin Huai and Gong Liang's heads should pop up on time with the bold font of Favorability +10. Because the chat was delayed for a while, by the time Qin Huai arrived at Huangji, Zheng Siyuan had already started kneading the dough.

.

"Morning." Zheng Siyuan greeted calmly as always.

Qin Huai went to pick crabs and shrimps. When he came back after picking crabs, he found that Zheng Siyuan was already processing the meat filling. It was still wonton meat filling.

To be honest, Qin Huai sometimes thinks that Zheng Siyuan is quite boring. Huang Ji's red chefs often have stereotypes about white chefs as boring and workaholic, and Huang Ji can't blame them all.

There were not many Bai An chefs they were familiar with, and the one they saw the most before Qin Huai came was Zheng Siyuan.

Qin Huai felt that when Zheng Siyuan was in Yunzhong Canteen, he was not as robot-like as he is now. Maybe it was because there was a lot of work in Yunzhong Canteen, and Qin Huai could do some fancy work from time to time, such as making fruits and studying them.

Zheng Siyuan cannot set the program.

Now back in Suzhou, Zheng Siyuan's pastry shop is still being renovated, so he can only stay in Huangji to make pastries. He has started a life of copying and pasting every day. He makes wontons in the morning, fresh meat mooncakes and Dingsheng cakes in the morning, and occasionally

Change to fresh meat moon cakes and shortbread cakes, and go home in the afternoon to study spooning.

It's the same every day. He doesn't take a break either.

Huang Ji has 4 days of normal leave every month. If he encounters special circumstances, such as an accident at home, the chef himself is sick or injured, he can ask for leave alone.

Normal people need to rest, even Huang Shengli needs to rest, and the same goes for Qin Huai. When Qin Huai was the boss of Yunzhong Canteen, he would occasionally give himself holidays. But Zheng Siyuan didn't rest.

According to Dong Shi, when Zheng Siyuan opened the pastry shop, the pastry shop was open every day, 365 days a year. Even on New Year's Eve, it opened in the morning, sold out at noon, and closed in the afternoon. Rain or shine, few things could stop Zheng Siyuan.

They open the door and sell snacks, and their professionalism is touching.

Qin Huai started to handle the crabs and shrimps, and while taking the meat, he asked: "Siyuan, don't you get tired of making the same dim sum every day?" "I just make fewer types of dim sum in Huangji, and I don't usually make the same types in the store.

There will be a lot more." Zheng Siyuan said calmly. "Then why don't you change and sell them every day like me?" Qin Huai asked again.

Zheng Siyuan: "...Is there a possibility that I am not good at as many types of dim sum as you." "I don't learn things as fast as you either."

Zheng Siyuan began to mix the stuffing: "Sometimes I am very curious, how come you have so many things you want to learn. From sophora flower steamed buns to crab roe shaomai, you want to learn everything, and you have learned everything, but

You haven’t fully mastered everything.”

"Just when I think you may be thinking about it, you will pick up what you have learned before and practice it." Qin Huai thought for a while and answered him with the answer that Zheng Siyuan could most accept: "Maybe

Is it because I am eager to learn?"

"I know where my abilities are. When I reach a point where I feel it is difficult to improve at my current level, I will stop practicing until I feel there is room for improvement.

Then I will pick it up."

Qin Huai separated the crab roe and crab meat: "Is this a different kind of thing? I am self-aware?" Zheng Siyuan was noncommittal.

"I heard that you learned crab roe shaomai for Uncle Gong." Zheng Siyuan rarely asked about gossip.

"That's right." Qin Huai nodded affirmatively, "It wasn't true at first. I didn't know there was such a snack as crab roe siomai before I came to Suzhou. At first, I was just out of curiosity and wanted to learn it."

"It just so happens that Mr. Gong also likes to eat crab roe shaomai. As you know, from childhood to college, I only learned about dim sum because someone liked it, otherwise I would have no motivation."

"Mr. Gong, this is a card for a bone setting shop, some fruit snacks, and he also bought a lot of smart furniture for the house where I live. He also bought a new massage chair two days ago. I did all this just for one bite.

It shouldn’t be a big deal if I learn a couple of dim sums just for Mr. Gong’s liking.”

"And don't you think crab roe shaomai is really suitable for me? I have never seen a dim sum that suits me so well and is based on my knowledge." "Siyuan, are you familiar with Mr. Gong?" Qin Huai was curious.

Asked by the ground.

"I was very impressed when I was a child." Zheng Siyuan said calmly, and quietly glanced at the kitchen door to make sure there was no one around before continuing.

"I was very reluctant when I first started learning to cook. At that time, practicing basic skills was hard, tiring, and took up time. In addition, by that time, my father had already gone into business and made his first pot of gold. My family was considered rich. My sister because

She’s not very talented and can’t endure hardship. After practicing basic skills for a few months, my parents didn’t let her learn to cook.”

"My sister is 3 years older than me. At that time, I saw my sister playing at home every day, but I had to hang sandbags and practice basic skills on horseback. I didn't want to learn cooking, so my uncle used what happened to Uncle Gong to motivate me."

"Incentive?" Qin Huai became interested.

Gong Liang's prosperous life, which can be described as smooth sailing, actually has a plot that can be used to inspire children. Zheng Siyuan glanced at the kitchen door again, obviously not used to talking about other people's affairs outside.

"When Gong Bo just graduated from technical secondary school and started working, he actually had a very unsatisfactory few years."

"He was the only son in the family. He was admitted to a technical secondary school with excellent grades. After graduation, he was assigned back to the silk weaving factory and entered the sales department."

"The sales department was a good position, but at that time the efficiency of the silk weaving factory was very poor, far inferior to that of the surrounding cotton mills. Uncle Gong's mother had asthma and high blood pressure and needed to take medicine all year round, and his father suddenly suffered a stroke and paralyzed half of his body and needed long-term care.

"

"At that time, Uncle Gong had just been working for more than a year and had just become a full-time employee. In their family, only Uncle Gong and his father had jobs. His father had a stroke and had to retire early."

“When Uncle Gong started working, his boss introduced him to a partner, and both parties had already reached the point of discussing marriage. After his father had a stroke, the woman felt that the burden on Uncle Gong’s family was too heavy and there were no brothers or sisters to help, so they broke up.

.”

"Under the double blow, Gong Bo's will was very depressed during that time."

"Uncle Gong was my master's neighbor. At that time, my father and my master's uncle both lived in my master's house. They had a very good relationship and often comforted each other."

"There was an exhibition in the coastal area that year. The silk weaving factory originally had a quota the previous year, but the quota was canceled due to poor trading volume. Gong Bo originally expected to get some business travel subsidies by going to the exhibition, but the business trip was canceled.

"

"Then what?" Qin Huai had already listened to the story.

Normally, when the story reaches this stage, the male protagonist will start to make a comeback and become a blockbuster.

"It is said that my master advised Uncle Gong to strive for opportunities as much as possible. He said that opportunities are earned by people. If the silk weaving factory failed one year ago, it does not mean it will not work in the future."

"Then Gong Bo went to fight for the opportunity. Together with their section chief and deputy factory director, he worked hard with the leaders above to get a quota for the exhibition, and was assigned a position that was said to be very corner."
To be continued...