Chapter 422

Travel around the world?

Qin Huai knew very well that even if Zhao Chengan was a spirit beast similar to Chen Huihui or an extremely special one, he had to conform to the basic laws of spirit beasts. Most of the strange things dreamed of repeatedly are not ordinary dreams, but the materialization of memories or obsessions from previous lives.

So Zhao Chengan's obsession is to travel around the world?

Was he locked up by someone in his first life, or did he die too quickly and not play enough in the human world, wanting to play everywhere to his heart's content?

"What about you, Qin Huai? Do you dream of anything strange?" Zhao Chengan chatted based on the principle of give and take; he wouldn't talk by himself all the time and would often throw the topic to others so that everyone had a sense of participation.

Qin Huai also guessed that Zhao Chengan would throw the question back, so he answered readily: "I rarely dream when I sleep, unless I'm obsessed with practicing dim sum. When I was practicing the same dim sum every day before, sometimes I would dream that I was making dim sum at night."

"Then what about when you were a child? Didn't you dream when you were a child?" Tan Weian, who was separated from Zhao Chengan by a culinary table, stretched his neck to join the topic and asked with his neck stiff.

Qin Huai looked at Tan Weian speechlessly and found that he was still kneading the dough, and the dough wasn't kneaded well; presumably, he was distracted.

"What are you making?" Qin Huai asked.

"Four-Joy Flower Rolls, of course. I've been making Four-Joy Flower Rolls these past few days; don't tell me you don't know? I'm very serious about making dim sum, learning one and making one. Qin Huai, you haven't answered me yet; didn't you dream when you were a child?"

Qin Huai said lightly: "I did dream. When I was a child in the children's welfare academy, sometimes at night I would dream that I was calling a young woman 'Mom,' and then I would wake up and find that there was no mom at all, and I could only call Director Qin 'Mom Qin.' Basically, all the children in our welfare academy were like this."

Tan Weian:...

Tan Weian obediently closed his mouth, lowered his head, and kneaded the dough seriously, his face full of *I really deserve to die; why couldn't I think straight and ask Qin Huai this question? Won't Master Zhou beat me to death later? *

Zhao Chengan also fell silent, buried his head in work for a while, and then asked uneasily in a low voice: "Qin Huai, what you just said, was it true or just to make Tan Weian shut up..."

"Half true, half false, I suppose." Qin Huai said very frankly, "Those were all things from when I was very young. Director Qin told me that I was abandoned at the gate of the welfare academy not long after I was born. There was a note on me, and the note had my date of birth on it, just like in the TV dramas."

"But when I was a child, there were relatively few healthy children like me who were abandoned right after birth in the welfare academy. More were children whose parents had accidents, and there were no relatives in the family willing to raise them, so they were sent to the welfare academy, or they were raised to a certain age and found to be ill, so they were abandoned."

"So when I was a child, I wouldn't envy other children for having a dad and mom. After all, I didn't have the concept of that from the moment I had consciousness. On the contrary, those children with memories of their parents were more pitiful. They really would often dream of their dad and mom at night, and then wake up crying. When eating breakfast, Director Qin would constantly comfort them, tell stories to make them happy, or spend a huge amount of money to buy fruit candies for everyone."

"I would dream of it, maybe because everyone dreamed of it at that time, and I didn't dream of it, so I was a bit out of place. I heard them talk about it, so sometimes I would dream of it at night."

"Tan Weian should have told you that I imagined I had a game system from a very young age. When I was in the welfare academy, I imagined that there was an exclamation mark in the upper right corner of my field of vision. At that time, I played with myself. If it weren't for the fact that my grades were okay and I could speak normally, many people would have suspected that I was a fool."

Zhao Chengan didn't understand, and Zhao Chengan was greatly shocked.

Although Zhao Chengan had always heard Tan Weian say that Qin Huai's mental state was not quite normal, imagining that he had a game system and would issue quests to himself. But when he heard this from Qin Huai's own mouth, Zhao Chengan still couldn't help but sigh in his heart: *So Qin Huai's illness has been there since he was a child. *

*No wonder Tan Weian always wanted to get it but couldn't; it turns out he was too late. *

The topic reached a key point, and the Auspicious Cloud-Patterned Pastry in Zhao Chengan's hands also reached a key point.

Zhao Chengan slowed down his movements, worried that his arm would block Qin Huai's line of sight, so he leaned to the side, taking out the state of being filmed by 8 cameras at the same time, just short of saying: *Good morning, dear viewers and friends. What I want to show you today is the cloud-pattern part of the Auspicious Cloud-Patterned Pastry. *

"It's a good thing that when I was a child, I just simply didn't like to study and thought about how to go to the game hall to play games every day. Otherwise, my parents wouldn't have sent me to Zhi Wei Ju to make dim sum back then, but to the hospital." Zhao Chengan picked up the Auspicious Cloud-Patterned Pastry that had just been rolled and showed it to Qin Huai. "Did you see it clearly just now? Cloud patterns are actually very simple. In my opinion, the essence of making cloud patterns is memorizing formulas. As long as the formulas are memorized clearly and every step is memorized, practicing until it forms muscle memory, you can roll out beautiful cloud patterns even with your eyes closed."

"However, this only applies to cloud-pattern dim sum that is relatively simple like the Auspicious Cloud-Patterned Pastry. That Four-Joy Roll of yours is too perverted—rolling it forward once, rolling it backward once, and it's still a steamed dim sum that can't be set by frying or baking. Why did you challenge such a high-difficulty dim sum as soon as you started? When I practiced finger techniques before, I never practiced the high-difficulty ones; I didn't even learn them. Even if Master beat me to death, I wouldn't practice them."

Qin Huai:... *The tone doesn't need to be so proud. *

"Why?" Qin Huai asked curiously, feeling that his mouth was a bit empty and it was uncomfortable to watch Zhao Chengan make dim sum without eating something. He looked around and saw two dates on Tan Weian's culinary table, snatched them, and asked while eating.

"What's the point of practicing things you can't do?" Zhao Chengan asked back, "I never do things I can't do. Just like when I was studying, if I couldn't understand it, I wouldn't study it. Even if my parents beat me to death, I wouldn't study it."

Qin Huai:...?

*What kind of spirit beast is this? To be able to develop this kind of personality, buddy, you are too carefree. *

Seen in this light, Master Zhou's temper is really quite good, being able to be Zhao Chengan's master for so many years and still be able to hold back from beating him to death. Zhao Chengan's talent is one aspect, and Master Zhou's high tolerance is another.

Qin Huai really couldn't hold back, turned his head, and asked Tan Weian, who wanted to join the topic very much but didn't dare to open his mouth, and could only prick up his ears and pretend he was kneading the dough seriously, while in reality, the dough was still a mess: "Does he always talk like this?"

Qin Huai vaguely remembered that Zhao Chengan didn't talk like this a few days ago. When the four of them were chatting, Zhao Chengan was just a bit jumpy, but he hadn't let himself go to this extent.

It could only be said that the senior brothers and sisters still had a bit of pressure, which could temporarily suppress Zhao Chengan so that he wouldn't say everything that came to his mind.

Tan Weian looked up, moved, and said loudly in a tone of *Finally, someone can understand my feelings*: "He has always been like this when he is with us. I've long wanted to give him two punches!"

Tan Weian's true feelings didn't get the response he wanted. Qin Huai just nodded, then stared at Tan Weian's dough and said: "If you want to make Four-Joy Flower Rolls, the dough can't be kneaded so hard. You still have to roll it forward and backward later."

"However, this dough of yours doesn't have much room for salvation. If it really doesn't work, knead it a few more times and use it to make griddle cakes. Spray more oil, sprinkle some green onions and sesame seeds, and it should be quite fragrant to eat."

Tan Weian: (-)