Chapter 197: Gathering together

Private hospitals are generally not busy at noon, especially neurology, where there are few sudden accidents that require doctors to rush over to deal with.

Qu Jing had never participated in gatherings between colleagues when she was in Shanshan. In order not to let outsiders discover her strangeness, she always contacted colleagues as little as possible. When the gatherings started, colleagues and leaders would call her, but later, seeing that Qu Jing was really unsociable, they simply didn't call her.

It was the same when she was in school. After all, she didn't make any friends even when she was studying abroad, and had no experience of gathering for dinner.

Qu Jing packed her things nervously.

"Yunzhong Xiaoqu, I remember your ultraviolet allergy is quite serious. We are going to transfer from the subway to a shared bicycle later. Is it okay for you to only wear a mask and hat on your face? Do you want to take something else to wrap it up?" Director Liu asked with concern.

Qu Jing was stunned: "Transfer from the subway to a shared bicycle?"

Is the salary level of the branch in Gusu so low? The lunch break is not long in the first place, and Qu Jing just checked the location of Huang Ji Restaurant, which is quite far from the hospital, and it takes half an hour to drive.

Not to mention transferring from the subway to a shared bicycle, it is estimated that it will take an hour and a half to go back and forth.

The hospital's lunch break can be appropriately extended, but it can only be two and a half hours at most.

"Don't... don't drive?" Qu Jing asked in a low voice.

"You are from out of town, so you don't know our situation. During the lunch period, the road near Huang Ji is particularly congested, especially after Master Qin came, it is full of delivery riders at noon."

"Last time the laboratory didn't have experience and drove there, it was blocked for more than an hour, and it was not received at 1:30 when they arrived at Huang Ji, which made them so angry that they had to return smoothly on an empty stomach."

"Wait a minute, you should wear your gloves tightly, and on your face... I think one mask is not enough, you should take a scarf and wrap it up. After getting off the subway, grab a bicycle quickly, and pedal quickly when riding a bicycle. If you are late, I am afraid you won't be able to buy fermented rice buns." Director Liu reminded very seriously.

Qu Jing nodded solemnly, indicating that she would try her best to pedal the bicycle after getting off the subway and would not hold everyone back.

As soon as it was time to get off work, Director Liu led the doctors of the neurology department to the subway station in a mighty way.

In order to prevent accidents, neurology specifically left a doctor to eat in the hospital canteen.

According to Director Liu, this is a shift. If Qu Jing's study is extended, the frequency of everyone's gathering will increase, and Qu Jing will also have a turn for this kind of work of staying in the department.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you stay in the department, you can call a delivery rider, and you can also eat it. 【197

The only drawback is that the snacks ordered via delivery are not as delicious as eating them on the spot.

Fermented rice steamed buns must be eaten right out of the steamer, while they are piping hot, to be delicious; at any other time, they are not the best fermented rice steamed buns.

Director Liu said as much.

The experienced doctors had already boarded the subway, while the inexperienced rich second generation, the CEO's assistant, and the food critic were all stuck on the road.

Ouyang, who failed to get a premium express ride and had to settle for a ride using a discount coupon, looked at the taxi fare that kept increasing due to the traffic jam, feeling that he might as well wait a bit longer for a flat-rate ride.

Waiting is waiting anyway; waiting for the latter at least saves some money.

Ouyang's heart is bleeding.

Although he managed to get a sum of research funding from his parents, but—

In the future, he still has to rent a house, eat at Huang Ji, eat at Huang Ji, eat at Huang Ji, and then return to Shancheng before the new year.

This is all money he painstakingly earned by talking until his mouth went dry and frantically hand-shaking lemon tea!

Ouyang indicates that although he is a rich second generation, he is a frugal rich second generation.

Forget it, things have come to this, let's look at Huang Ji's menu.

One look.

Ouyang:!!! So expensive!

Fermented rice steamed buns are 18 each???

Heaven and earth are my witness, aren't these fermented rice steamed buns sold for 5 yuan each at the Cloud Canteen? No wonder Qin Huai is unwilling to return to the Cloud Canteen; it turns out he is making big money here!

Ouyang took another look at the San Ding Bao.

56 each.

Is this still the San Ding Bao he knows?

Ouyang feels that this cannot go on; he still wants to eat Squirrel Mandarin Fish, Eel Paste in Sizzling Oil, Wensi Tofu, and Eight-Treasure Duck, and these four dishes are even more expensive.

After living a frugal life for a few years, Ouyang has fully learned the principle of saving where one should save and spending where one should spend, and riding a bicycle to the bar, so he decisively called Qin Huai.

Qin Huai, who was mixing the filling, found it strange that Ouyang actually called him, so he picked up his phone and answered: "Hello."

"Foster Father!!!"

Qin Huai:... Is Ouyang crazy from wanting snacks?

"Foster Father, I need you, Foster Father!"

Qin Huai silently moved the phone away from his ear and asked: "Something up? Make it short, I'm making buns."

"I'm stuck on the road to Huang Ji."

"It's no use finding me if you're stuck on the road to Huang Ji; I'm not in Shancheng right now, and I can't drive Mr. Luo's car. Wait, you're stuck on the road to Huang Ji, you're in Gusu?" Qin Huai was startled.

"Yeah, I mainly wanted to give you a surprise, but... I'll tell you about these things later. The urgent matter now is that your Huang Ji's dish prices are too expensive; the funds my parents gave me are limited and I can't afford it!"

"Foster Father, can you do some back-door operations and make me some snacks?"

Qin Huai:...?

Are you really the wasteful rich second generation who could lose 6.6 million by opening a fish hotpot restaurant?

What exactly changed you, Ouyang? How are you living so shabbily now?

"About when will you arrive?" Qin Huai asked.

"Hmm... looking at the current situation, it might be 12:40, or even around 12:50. I didn't expect this stretch of road to be so jammed; I clearly booked a hotel not far from Huang Ji."

"The noon time slot is like this; I've heard of it too. Let alone you, even the young proprietor of Huang Ji would be stuck on this road."

"How about this, I happen to have made many types of snacks for others to taste today. But since you're arriving late... I'll see the situation and save some for you."

"I'm considered a Huang Ji employee now, and relatives and friends can use my employee discount. When you arrive, tell me which table you're sitting at, and I'll have the master chef make them for you."

Today's master chef at noon is Huang Jia; Huang Shengli didn't come at noon and is still at home preparing for the wedding banquet in the evening.

"Thank you, Foster Father!" Ouyang hung up the phone, moved.

Qin Huai hung up the phone and found that Chen Gong had sent him a message while he was on the phone.

Chen Gong is also stuck on the road and is expected to arrive half an hour late.

What a coincidence.

Qin Huai thought for a moment and said to Zheng Siyuan: "Siyuan, are you free now? Can you help me mix some more filling for the apple-shaped pastries?"

"Ouyang came to Gusu; since he came all this way, I'll mold a few more pastries for him."

Zheng Siyuan nodded, indicating no problem.

Qin Huai made a huge amount of San Ding Bao today.

More than the number of Wu Ding Bao made during all previous business hours.

As for why he made so many, Qin Huai can only say it was practiced in the Cloud Canteen over the past two days.

When working at Huang Ji, Qin Huai was generally in a relatively leisurely state. Once sold out, it's sold out; getting off work on time always comes first. It's impossible to be like in the Cloud Canteen, delaying the end of work to let the neighbors eat a little more.

Now, on the first day back to work at Huang Ji, Qin Huai's state hasn't been corrected, and accidentally, his efficiency became a bit too high.

Qin Huai knows that Huang Ji set the price for the San Ding Bao very high this time, 56 each; as a San Ding Bao, this price is even a bit outrageous.

Wu Ding Bao is only 65.

The San Ding Bao Qin Huai sold at Huang Ji before wasn't this price, and this price was changed after the Huang Ji kitchen staff and the foreman finished eating the buns, called Huang Anyao and Huang Shengli, and discussed it together.

In the foreman's words, a normal San Ding Bao certainly couldn't be sold at this price, but this San Ding Bao is worth it.

This San Ding Bao is even more delicious than the Wu Ding Bao.

The prices of dishes at Huang Ji Restaurant are determined based on taste.

If the taste of the San Ding Bao has reached a higher level, and the price is still the same as before, wouldn't that be doing the San Ding Bao a disservice?

So Huang Ji renamed the San Ding Bao to Premium San Ding Bao, and set the price at a staggering 56.

And the regular customers who queued up to buy buns at noon had no objections to this.

Everyone even felt that this Premium San Ding Bao is more cost-effective than the Wu Ding Bao. Nine yuan cheaper and even better tasting; they love the Premium San Ding Bao too much. Sell more, delicious, love to eat.

The taste of food will not lie.

Delicious is delicious.

Huang Ji's customers haven't eaten buns for a full 6 days.

What does this represent? This represents that they have saved money for 6 days just to come and buy buns today!

If it were normal times, a 56-yuan San Ding Bao might make ordinary customers hesitate. After all, they are both snacks made by Master Qin, and a 56-yuan San Ding Bao clearly doesn't look as cost-effective as an 18-yuan fermented rice steamed bun.

San Ding Bao and Wu Ding Bao are both passersby; fermented rice steamed buns are the true love of the nearby neighbors.

But today is different.

According to the standard of eating two fermented rice steamed buns per person per day, having not eaten them for 6 days, the nearby neighbors' snack budget for today is a full 252 yuan.

They can buy 4.5 Premium San Ding Bao!

Isn't it just a San Ding Bao? Eat! Let me taste what's going on, how did it become premium.

Holding this thought, the customers queuing only to buy snacks almost all have a San Ding Bao in hand.

And then after one bite, they decisively start queuing again.

Premium! This is the real premium!

Sorry, fermented rice steamed buns; although you are good quality and inexpensive and delicious, today the budget must be given to your colleague, the Premium San Ding Bao.

It's not that we are fickle, it's mainly that Master Qin releases new products as soon as he returns from vacation, and we must support him and cannot let Master Qin down.

"Is the San Ding Bao ready? How long until the next batch comes out? How much is left? Report the numbers, report the numbers!"

When Qu Jing parked the car and was pulled by Director Liu to the entrance of Huang Ji, this was the scene she saw.

The familiar long queue.

Some people are even eating while queuing.

The snacks they are eating are also very familiar to her.

San Ding Bao, fermented rice steamed buns.

She ate them every day when Qin Huai was at the Cloud Canteen, but compared to these two snacks, Qu Jing actually prefers the Tangerine Peel Tea and the Jiang Mi New Year Cake.

The Jujube Paste Yam Cake is also not bad.

The Mung Bean Cake is also okay, but compared to the Mung Bean Cake, Qu Jing actually prefers Mung Bean Ice Cake.

Looking at the familiar snacks and smelling the familiar scent, Qu Jing looked up at the sign of Huang Ji that Director Liu mentioned.

Huang Ji Restaurant.

The restaurant where Qin Huai is exchanging culinary skills in Gusu.

Qu Jing remembers that Qin Huai reminded her not to come on weekdays, not to make a scene, and not to be discovered by her hospital colleagues.

Now...

What should she do since a colleague brought her here?

Not only is there the Neurology Department that Qin Huai is familiar with, but there is also the Cardiology Department he is familiar with; although it is not the same hospital, the departments have the same configuration.

Director Liu was still on the phone: "Hello, where are you guys? Yunzhong Xiaoqu and I have already arrived. Still pedaling? What, the group from Cardiology just got off the subway? What are they doing? Do you know how many people are queuing at the entrance of Huang Ji to buy snacks now?"

"Not waiting for you guys anymore. I'll let Xiao Zhang and Xiao Lou go to the private room first, and I'll go order the dishes. Leave... Yunzhong Xiaoqu at the entrance to wait for you guys; she's not familiar with the dishes and can't order. Hurry up! I told you guys to ride bicycles to practice speed when you're resting, but one by one you lie at home unwilling to move, and when the critical moment comes, you're useless. Not even as good as Yunzhong Xiaoqu; Yunzhong Xiaoqu is even allergic to ultraviolet rays and she still kept up with me."

Director Liu hung up the phone and said hurriedly: "Yunzhong Xiaoqu, you wait at the entrance for the others. The one surnamed Su from Cardiology has the most issues; if we don't leave someone outside to wait for him, he'll be whining and complaining when he arrives."

"You go inside and wait so you don't get exposed to the sun."

"There are stools at the entrance; just tell the waiter. I'm going to order the dishes. Oh my god, there are so many people; I hope it doesn't sell out by this time."

Director Liu hurried upstairs.

Qu Jing obediently told the waiter and sat on a small stool to wait for people.

While waiting, she hesitated whether to tell Qin Huai.

Tell him that her hospital colleagues love to come to Huang Ji to eat.

Just as she was hesitating, a familiar voice sounded opposite Qu Jing.

"Dr. Qu! So you are the one Qin Huai mentioned for tasting the dishes; I should have thought of it earlier. Who else could Qin Huai's acquaintances in Gusu be besides you?"

"Why are you sitting inside the entrance? Is there no seating? Qin Huai is really something; even if they are acquaintances, he doesn't help save a seat. Oh my god, I forgot to ask him to save me a seat."

"How long is the wait for a table now? Is Qin Huai researching new snacks? I knew it, coming to Gusu is definitely right; I caught up with it, didn't I!"

Qu Jing was stunned.

"What dish tasting? I don't know; I'm here for a gathering with my hospital colleagues, and my colleagues are still on the road, so I'm waiting for them at the entrance." Qu Jing said, "There should be seats inside; I don't know if there are private rooms. If Qin Huai wants to cook something special for you, I think sitting in a private room is better."

Qu Jing pointed to the people queuing on the side specifically to buy snacks.

Ouyang indicated that he understood.

"Then Dr. Qu, do you want to tell Old Qin that you're here? He's tasting dishes for people today, so he must have made a lot of snacks; maybe there are new products, and missing them would be a mistake."

Qu Jing hesitated: "That wouldn't be very good."

"Maybe there's even Jiang Mi New Year Cake."

"Then should I send a message and try?" Qu Jing picked up her phone again, but before she could open the dialog box, her colleagues arrived.

"Dr. Qu, sorry to keep you waiting at the entrance; you go upstairs, I'll wait for the Cardiology people down here." A male doctor walked in, panting.

Qu Jing nodded and was just about to go upstairs; when she turned her head and hadn't even walked towards the stairs, she saw Qin Huai wearing the Huang Ji kitchen staff uniform.

"Ouyang, I asked Assistant Chen who is tasting the dishes today, and he said he doesn't mind sharing a private room with you. You are my friend, and he can just happen to ask you for advice... Qu Jing?" Qin Huai saw Qu Jing.

"My colleagues and I just happened to come here for a gathering today." Qu Jing smiled cautiously.

"Oh, oh, then... then you go have your gathering." Qin Huai nodded, "Ouyang, you go to private room 777; you shouldn't mind, right?"

"Don't mind, don't mind." Ouyang said hurriedly.

Qin Huai turned around and wanted to flash into the kitchen before Qu Jing's colleagues arrived. Just as he turned 30 degrees, he heard a male voice that sounded sharp due to excitement.

"Master Qin!"

"Dr. Qu, so you are Master Qin's friend!"

It's over.

Qu Jing covered her forehead.

It's over.

Qin Huai's flash failed.

Yay, there's a private room and I can help taste the dishes!

Ouyang was overjoyed.

Qin Huai turned around and revealed a stiff smile: "You are Dr. Qu's colleague, right? Aren't you guys having a gathering? Hurry up and go upstairs; I'm leaving first, the kitchen is still busy, bye."

While Qin Huai was embarrassed, an elegant middle-aged man walked past him.

Xu Cheng took a look at the young chef beside him, then looked at the long queue of people buying snacks, and felt a bit of expectation in his heart.

The skills of this Master Qin, whom he had never met, should be quite good for Huang Ji to have such a queue.

Xu Cheng nodded with satisfaction and went upstairs.

(End of chapter)