After leaving Luo Jun's house, Qu Jing heard Chen Huihong say that the new Soviet-style dim sum sold in Yunzhong Canteen during this period was delicious, so she stopped by to buy some and take them to the hospital.

In the cafeteria, Zheng Siyuan is still making snacks conscientiously.

Fresh meat mooncakes will be released soon.

Qin Luo was already squatting next to the oven with a bowl in his arms, waiting.

Seeing Qin Huai, Chen Huihong, Ouyang and Qu Jing come in, Qin Luo ran to the window with a bowl in his arms and greeted everyone through the glass. When Qin Luo greeted Qu Jing, he opened his eyes and looked at it for a few seconds to make sure it was his sister.

Well said sister.

As soon as Qu Jing went out, she looked as if she was robbing a bank. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and held down by a hat. From the front, it was indeed difficult to tell the male from the male at first glance.

"Brother, you are back to express your condolences. Does Grandpa Luo like to drink the hand-made lemon tea I made?" Qin Luo asked.

Qin Huai said nothing to prevent Qin Luo from hearing the bad comments and affecting her enthusiasm for making lemons.

"What other snacks are there in the store now?" Qin Huai asked.

"The donkey rolling, hibiscus cake, brother Zheng's Qiaoguo, Dingsheng cake, shortbread, lard rice cake, and fresh meat mooncakes you made in the morning will be out soon."

As soon as Qin Luo finished speaking, Zheng Siyuan said loudly: "Luo Luo, the moon cakes are ready."

"Come on, come on!" Qin Luo ran back holding the bowl.

Qin Huai could only explain to Qin Luo's back: "My sister has this kind of character. She is not active in eating and has problems with her thinking. Her thinking in this area is very good."

Qu Jing nodded and seemed to be smiling, but his face was too tightly wrapped to show his expression. He praised: "He has a very good personality and is very lively."

"Dr. Qu, do you want some of everything? If you can't finish it, put it in the refrigerator. But the meat mooncakes have to be eaten while they're hot." Qin Huai suggested.

"OK."

The waiter began to pack Qu Jing's bags and weigh them.

Qu Jing went to scan the QR code to pay, while Chen Huihong put her hands on her hips and looked at the snacks that were not sold out, wondering if she was thinking about whether she should make a circle to benefit her colleagues in the neighborhood committee.

After all, some employees of the neighborhood committee worked hard today.

Ronaldinho and Xiao Qian had a hard time especially.

We have to buy some delicious, sweet snacks made by Master Xiao Qin to reward their injured souls.

"Is this how you order the hibiscus cake? It's all packed. The donkey roll weighs 5 jins, the Dingsheng cake weighs 3 jins, and the Qiaoguo...a pound and a half. The shortcake weighs 8 jins for me and I will take it to my brother as a snack in the afternoon.

There are 30 freshly baked meat mooncakes, 10 bags of 3 pieces each." Chen Huihong began to consume enthusiastically, and even shared her experience of buying snacks with Qu Jing.

"Xiao Qu, you can buy two more kilograms of this shortbread. The shortbread lasts a long time and can be eaten as a snack at work."

Qu Jing obviously listened to the advice and bought two more kilograms.

After the consumption was over, Chen Huihong saw that Qin Huai had not yet changed clothes and went to work in the kitchen. She grabbed a bag of fresh meat mooncakes that were still hot and walked to Qin Huai and decided to chat.

"Xiao Qin, are you sure you still want to recruit dim sum chefs? It's not that I don't want to help you, it's mainly because my brother is a bit unskilled. His HR has interviewed a few more during this period, and I think they are all.

Not as good as Xiao Zheng and Lao Zheng. I think Xiao Zheng is pretty good. Didn't you agree on salary? Why don't you want to join the job?" It can be seen that Chen Huihong really likes Zheng Siyuan's craftsmanship.

Qin Huai felt that Chen Huihong's recruitment standards were too high. If he used Zheng Da and Zheng Siyuan's skills as a standard to recruit dim sum chefs, they probably wouldn't be able to pay him even if they were willing to work for him.

"Siyuan has his own pastry shop in Suzhou." Qin Huai said, "Master Zheng's job is not to make pastries. He has a specialized pastry factory and his own brand."

"The two of them are here to help me during this time and share how to make sophora flower steamed buns."

By the way, he tried to take me on as his apprentice.

Qin Huai didn't say this.

Hearing what Qin Huai said, Chen Huihong felt a little regretful: "Where is Xiao Zheng's pastry shop? I'll go buy it when I have time."

Qin Huai can only say that the way you rich people spend money is really incredible.

The two talked about Qin Luo High School again.

Chen Huihong recommended that Qin Luo go directly to an international high school. After all, Qin Luo's score is really limited, and his enthusiasm for reading is even more limited.

If Qin Huai could make up for one book by making up classes, then Qin Luo could probably only make up two books by beating her to death.

Chen Huihong has studied Qin Luo's high school entrance examination scores. It can be said that Qin Luo is not good at mathematics, physics, chemistry, politics and history, and can only understand English. Chen Huihong feels that since he is partial to subjects, it is better to just spend money and go abroad.

"Shuanghai High School is good, with good teachers and a good campus environment. My brother's daughter and my niece Jiaai are in Shuanghai Junior High School. Shuanghai's junior high school and high school are next to each other. Jiaai is playing abroad now and will come back next week.

"If Luo Luo goes to Shuanghai to study, when Jia Ai comes back, I will ask Jia Ai to take her to visit the school and get familiar with the campus environment." Chen Huihong sincerely recommended.

Qin Huai knew that Chen Huihong sincerely recommended him, and he also knew that Shuanghai High School really couldn't find any problems except the annual tuition of 600,000 yuan.

But the annual tuition of 600,000 yuan is the biggest problem.

According to Qin Luo's dream of working as a cleaner with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, she would have to attend the 50-year class to pay for the tuition.

Ouyang is really damned when he thinks about it, he actually lost all of Qin Luo's 183-year salary in one year.

"I can't say anything about this. It's up to my mother to choose the specific details. My mother will decide." Qin Huai said vaguely.

Qin Huai knew why Chen Huihong recommended Shuanghai High School. With the current turnover of Yunzhong Canteen, the annual tuition of 600,000 is not too much.

But in the Qin family, it was more difficult to convince Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong to let Qin Huai pay 600,000 for this year's tuition than to let Qin Luo pass the entrance examination.

With more than half a month left, Qin Huai thought it was time to find a time to discuss this matter with Zhao Rong.

This canteen cannot be without Luoluo...

Hand-made lemon tea!

In the rest of the time, Qin Huai, besides waiting for Grandma Ding to deliver the sophora nectar, was studying whether salt and brown sugar could be added to the tangerine peel tea.

The Internet told him, yes.

The Qin family's ancestral precepts told him that he couldn't.

According to the ancestors of the Qin family, when making herbal tea, only rock sugar can be added.

If you want to ask when this ancestral precept came from, Qin Huai can only say that it was probably from the day the Qin family could afford rock candy.

After reading recipes online for a while, Qin Huai wanted to cook it.

Make herbal tea quickly.

Chenpi tea is especially fast.

In a maximum of ten to twenty minutes, a steaming pot of herbal tea that tastes delicious, refreshing and refreshing will be ready.

Now tea, tangerine peel, ancient brown sugar and salt Qinhuai are all available.

Qin Huai was a little ready to make a move.

"Luoluo, is mom at home?" Qin Huai first made sure that Zhao Rong would not raid the canteen.

"Didn't Mom go back to bed an hour ago? Of course she's at home." Qin Luo felt that her brother was stupid again.

Qin Huai breathed a long sigh of relief and began to prepare the ingredients and put them into the pot one by one. Just a little salt was enough.

When Qin Luo saw that Qin Huai was about to make herbal tea again, he went straight to find lemon without saying anything.

While looking for it in the warehouse, I muttered: "Is it true that Brother Yang was right? My brother wants my mother to send me to that ridiculously expensive international school. I don't have enough money, so I can make more money by selling herbal tea."

Fifteen minutes later, the tangerine peel tea came out of the pot.

Qin Luo also counted the number of lemons in the warehouse, and there were 8 boxes left, which should be enough.

Qin Huai took out a small bowl, blew on it, and took a small sip.

Qin Huai was silent.

Damn it, this tangerine peel tea is actually quite delicious.

Uncle Luo has something, and the taste is good. Qin Huai thinks it is time to look for the bad reviews that Uncle Luo has given to major stores, and study whether there are any hidden secrets in these bad reviews.

There is a reason why their old Qin family’s herbal tea cannot be sold. There is something wrong with this ancestral teaching.

Qin Huai suspected that there was something wrong with his sense of taste, so he took another sip and smacked his mouth.

Oh my gosh, it tastes really good.

Is this still the tangerine peel tea he drank since childhood?

Seeing the various expressions on Qin Huai's face, Zheng Siyuan couldn't help but leaned closer and asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Would you like some tangerine peel tea?" Qin Huai invited.

Zheng Siyuan:?

I admit that during this period, my father often hinted that being his apprentice would be a bit annoying because of the many benefits, but you don’t need to retaliate against me.

He will be here in a moment, and you can retaliate against him directly.

"I just learned a new recipe, it tastes really good." Qin Huai said sincerely.

Zheng Siyuan pondered for a moment and made a choice. He believed Qin Huai once and drank half a bowl.

Take it in one bite.

It tastes good. I’ll have another bowl.

The two of them drank herbal tea endlessly.
To be continued...