Chapter 132

On the second day morning, the grandpas and aunties who were prepared to have a big grab of Guo'er and have a big meal in the afternoon learned the bad news that Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan were going on a business trip in the afternoon.

Grandpa Xu and Grandpa Cao were so angry that they both wanted to go to the welfare academy to be volunteers.

Grandpa Xu and Grandpa Cao hated it; there were so many grandpas and aunties who went for morning jogs, chatted in the morning, and squatted in the afternoon, but few had names.

The one surnamed Ding is not a good thing, carrying fermented rice steamed buns and showing off in the city every day, walking in the residential area in the hot weather.

The one surnamed Wang is also not a good thing; he eats small-batch meals every few days, and the drop rate of crab shell yellow is almost entering the permanent menu. It's annoying enough to reminisce about the past every now and then, and he has to watch him eat small-batch meals while listening to him reminisce.

Clearly, both of them have names, but they don't have small-batch meals!

Even if they don't have small-batch meals, Xu Tuqiang said he is from the Yunzhong residential area, and the canteen is right at his door, so he has an advantage in squatting and grabbing.

But Master Xiao Qin doesn't even give him a chance to squat and grab; he just went on strike and went on a business trip!

What is in the welfare academy? Is it worth Master Xiao Qin and Master Xiao Zheng going on a business trip together to make snacks? Can they, these rich grandpas, pool money to donate to the welfare academy?

Qin Huai couldn't hear Xu Tuqiang's resentment. If he knew, he would only say to Xu Tuqiang:

Grandpa Xu, I'll push Dean Qin's WeChat of our Third Road Children's Welfare Academy to you!

Dean Qin likes enthusiastic people like you the most!

In order to make as many Guo'er as possible for the volunteer activity in the afternoon, Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan accelerated making snacks, got off work early, ate some unremarkable fast food in the canteen, and drove to the welfare academy.

"Why do we have to go to the welfare academy to make snacks?" This time it was Zheng Siyuan's turn to sit in the passenger seat.

Qin Huai, adhering to the principle that there is a harvest every time he drives, and with the mindset of what if Zheng Siyuan can randomly drop a side quest while sitting in the passenger seat today, seriously made up lies.

"Making snacks at the welfare academy feels better." Qin Huai said.

Zheng Siyuan:?

"It's like this; I told you, didn't I grow up in the welfare academy when I was a child?" Qin Huai started his performance.

Zheng Siyuan nodded without noticing, echoing: "You did say that; I remember your family's breakfast shop was right across from the welfare academy."

"My craftsmanship was taught by the dean of the welfare academy. The welfare academy was short of manpower, and children had to work. My job at that time, besides farming, was making steamed buns."

"From the day I made the first steamer of steamed buns, all the steamed buns in our welfare academy were made by me."

"This might sound a bit like Dean Qin abusing children, but this can't all be blamed on Dean Qin; it's mainly because her craftsmanship was really too poor. At that time, conditions weren't as good as they are now, and eating a meat bun could be considered improving the food. To save money, Dean Qin made them herself."

"It's not that I'm slandering her, but her craftsmanship wasn't as good as eating leftovers. At that time, I was the hope of the whole academy, and everyone relied on me to eat steamed buns. Even after I was adopted by my parents, everyone still relied on me to eat steamed buns."

"After all, even if I was adopted, I just moved to live across the street."

"The fat boys of our Third Road Children's Welfare Academy were all fed by me one steamed bun at a time."

Zheng Siyuan listened for a long time and felt that Qin Huai seemed to be learning from Grandpa Wang's reminiscing about the past, and didn't hear a single key point.

"So why do we have to go to the welfare academy to make snacks?"

"To find the feeling." Qin Huai said seriously, "Making snacks in the welfare academy, for me, is like returning to the alma mater that cultivated me; it's particularly kind and particularly feels good."

"Recently, I feel that I have encountered a bottleneck in practicing heat control, not like before when there was new progress every day and new harvests every day. During this time, although I have mainly been practicing finger techniques, I haven't practiced heat control less; hanging the soup hasn't stopped, and it was only yesterday afternoon that I didn't hang it, but I stir-fried the filling yesterday."

"I haven't made progress for such a long time, so I feel it's because I haven't found the feeling, so I want to take the opportunity of helping Mr. Luo check the accounts to go to the welfare academy to find the feeling."

Zheng Siyuan was silent.

He really wanted to tell Qin Huai that you felt you had progress every day before because the room for progress was too big, and it was hard not to have progress.

Now feeling that you have encountered a bottleneck might also be an illusion, because with Qin Huai's current level, it is difficult to encounter a bottleneck.

But Zheng Siyuan didn't say it.

He was a supporter of Huang Shengli's encouragement-style teaching; in most cases, he wouldn't criticize, only point out problems.

Zheng Siyuan started to point out the problem: "I called my dad and chatted after I went back yesterday. My dad and uncle both read that recipe, and they both feel that Guo'er has very high requirements for heat control, and for you, the difficulty might be a bit high."

"The difficulty of heat control is not only reflected in stir-frying the filling; the difficulty of simmering might be much greater than you imagine."

"I know." Qin Huai nodded.

It's not like he hadn't watched the video teaching; he saw Jiang Weiming's craftsmanship very clearly. Stir-frying the filling is the master's show-off school, and simmering is the hidden-in-the-city school. One is extroverted and the other is introverted, and the common characteristic is that they are both very awesome.

As a pastry chef, Zheng Siyuan's heat control level is quite good. Using the filling he stir-fried to make Guo'er can only make C-grade ones.

This shows how powerful the filling Jiang Weiming made is.

"I know that I definitely can't make the filling required by the recipe in the short term, and maybe not even in a year or two. But I have to practice, right? If the feeling isn't right, find the feeling; if the technology isn't right, practice the technology. Let's go find the feeling today." Zheng Siyuan heard Qin Huai say this and confirmed that Qin Huai's mindset was indeed very good, and only then was he relieved.

"I thought about it for a long time last night and wanted to slightly change the recipe to a level I can achieve. Let's stir-fry the filling together later; I want to try my method and see if it works."

"No." Qin Huai refused sternly, "I'll stir-fry the filling this afternoon; you can try tomorrow."

"You are almost becoming Luo Luo's big brother, and I am the second brother. If we both stir-fry the filling together this afternoon, the children in the welfare academy will have to call you Bao Bao brother, and I will become Bao Bao second brother; that absolutely won't do!"

Zheng Siyuan:...

He really didn't understand Qin Huai's inexplicable competitiveness; can you be competitive about something else?

And is Bao Bao brother a strange title?

On the way, Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai chatted again about the insights he discussed with Zheng Da when he called him last night. Since Qin Huai wouldn't let him stir-fry the filling for on-site teaching this afternoon, he could only teach orally, telling Qin Huai some small tips they discussed to avoid failure in the afternoon.

Can't tarnish the lifelong reputation of Bao Bao brother.

At 1:17 PM, Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan arrived at the welfare academy.

The security guard at the gate still recognized Qin Huai and let them in directly without waiting for Qin Huai to contact Dean Qu. There were children playing together in the courtyard of the welfare academy. Seeing someone coming, they poked their heads out one after another, and seeing it was Qin Huai, the children burst into cheers.

"Bao Bao brother!"

"Bao Bao brother is here!"

"Eat Bao Bao!"

Dean Qu heard the movement and hurried out to greet them. Seeing Qin Huai, she showed the same smile as when she welcomed Luo Jun last time, and her voice became enthusiastic.

"Master Xiao Qin, I've been looking forward to the stars and the moon, looking forward to it, and finally I've looked forward to you!"

"The account details have been done long ago; they are all in my office, and the invoices and receipts are all there. Do you want tea? What tea do you want to drink? Black tea, green tea, oolong, or chrysanthemum tea? How is Mr. Luo's health? Is his body still strong? I have a few thank-you letters written by the children here, and I have to trouble you to pass them on to Mr. Luo after you go back today. I am really very grateful for Mr. Luo's funding!"

"By the way, who is this?" After a fluent pleasantry, Dean Qu cast her gaze on Zheng Siyuan, her eyes shining as she looked at Zheng Siyuan's Dior outfit.

"He is Master Xiao Zheng from our canteen. Hearing that I was coming to check the accounts and do volunteer work by the way today, he also wanted to come over to help make snacks."

Hearing that Zheng Siyuan was here to do volunteer work, Dean Qu said hurriedly: "Thank you so much, Master Xiao Zheng. Our welfare academy needs enthusiastic young people like you. The steamed buns Master Xiao Qin made last time were eaten by the children in the welfare academy for 5 whole days, and they liked them so much. I have never seen the children eat so actively!"

"Master Xiao Zheng, it's really great that you can come to help today. I bought everything on the list Master Xiao Qin sent, and the things are all in the kitchen. Master Xiao Zheng, are you going to my office to drink tea first, or..."

"I'll go to the canteen to knead the dough." Zheng Siyuan said consciously, not getting involved in checking the accounts.

Dean Qu asked a slightly older child who looked relatively smart to lead Zheng Siyuan to the kitchen, and she greeted Qin Huai to the office.

This was Qin Huai's first time going to Dean Qu's office, following behind Dean Qu.

Dean Qu's office was at the corner of the south side of the first floor, facing the sun, but not very ventilated. In short, there was a faint musty smell in the office.

The room was very small, with a table and several bookcases, and some messy little gadgets that looked crowded. On the table were two document bags and a colorful cotton glove that hadn't been finished knitting. The document bags were very new, presumably the invoices and bills that Dean Qu had organized.

Dean Qu handed the document bags to Qin Huai and went outside to make tea.

Qin Huai took a simple look.

He actually didn't know how to check accounts and could only roughly compare whether there were any discrepancies in the amounts. But the education and medical expenses of the welfare academy were actually professionally aligned for Qin Huai; he grew up in the welfare academy since he was a child, so even if he hadn't eaten pork, he had seen pigs run. Even the tuition fees for special schools, Qin Huai roughly knew the range.

After comparing them one by one, Qin Huai felt that the accounts had no problems at all, clear, simple, and easy to understand.

"I've roughly looked at them; there's no problem." Qin Huai said, "Now is the time for lunch break and children to play games; I'll go see the children later."

"Okay." Dean Qu smiled and handed over the tea, "Then the follow-up..."

"Since there is no problem with the accounts, as long as there is no problem with the children, Mr. Luo will of course pay the follow-up funds on time." Qin Huai said.

Dean Qu was relieved, smiling even more brightly: "Master Xiao Qin, don't take it the wrong way. I haven't received such a large donation in so many years. When did the children in our welfare academy have money to go to special schools that suit them, not to mention treatment. You haven't come to check the accounts and inspect, which made my heart go up and down, for fear that the duck to the mouth... no, for fear that the follow-up donation would have problems."

Qin Huai smiled and didn't speak, drank two sips of hot tea, and put down the cup.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen to make snacks; the quantity today is also very large. Dean Qu, why don't you go over to help too?"

"That's for sure; it's impossible to let you and Xiao Zheng, two philanthropists, do the work while we in the welfare academy are idle. Those who can work are all in the kitchen, and later I will ask the children to come over to wrap steamed buns together. I will accompany you, Master Xiao Qin, over there."

Qin Huai and Dean Qu walked towards the kitchen.

(End of chapter)