Chapter 70

Everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Jun; some had solemn eyes, some were whispering, some were dodging their eyes, and some were sending messages to announce to the world that Luo Jun had actually come out.

Zhang Shumei, who had been voted the nanny most wanted to be poached in the Yunzhong residential area for 5 consecutive years, pushed the wheelchair in, preparing to find a corner to put the wheelchair, but was startled when she saw so many people in the canteen, all staring at Luo Jun in front.

But Luo Jun was completely unmoved, calmly bearing everyone's gaze, walking slowly to the window, and said to Qin Huai: "Two baskets of Wu Ding Bao, two taels of crispy cakes."

"No crispy cakes." Qin Huai replied.

"How long until the crispy cakes are out of the pot?" Luo Jun asked.

"The ones making crispy cakes are the two Master Zhengs; they have both returned to Gusu, so the canteen doesn't sell crispy cakes today." Qin Huai indicated that the randomly dropped crispy cakes were gone, and the crispy cakes he made were indeed not as delicious as those made by Zheng Siyuan and Zheng Da.

There is a specialty in the arts; Qin Luo loves to eat things with fillings, preferably meat fillings. For Qin Luo, snacks like crispy cakes are just snacks to taste occasionally, and Qin Huai doesn't make them often.

Luo Jun's eyes widened, his face full of "You brought me two gift boxes of snacks to whet my appetite just two days ago, and now you're telling me you don't sell them."

This is unreasonable!

"But the crispy cakes in the gift box I brought you last time were made by Master Xiao Zheng; he has a pastry shop in Gusu, you can entrust someone to go to Gusu to buy them and bring them back." Qin Huai reminded warmly.

"What is the name of his pastry shop? Where is it located?" Luo Jun gritted his teeth and chose to take a step back, "I'll call a runner."

Qin Huai:?

Call a runner?

You rich lonely old people are really willful.

The grandpas and grandmas sitting further away from the window couldn't hear the conversation between Luo Jun and Qin Huai, so they stretched their necks and asked curiously: "What is Old Man Luo saying? Why do I feel like he's gritting his teeth?"

"I knew he must have come to find fault!"

"Master Xiao Qin is still welcoming him with a smile; Master Xiao Qin is really a good person, truly a good young man!"

Three minutes later, Luo Jun, who was eating slowly at the only empty small table, passed Qin Huai's WeChat friend request and forwarded the address Qin Huai sent him to Zhang Shumei, asking Zhang Shumei to find a runner who could buy the crispy cakes at the fastest speed and send them over by plane.

The well-informed Zhang Shumei began to calmly look for a runner, not forgetting to ask Luo Jun if he supported a temporary runner from a city near Gusu taking the high-speed rail to buy them; she had a cousin who was near Gusu and was very willing to earn this money.

The atmosphere gradually became scorching.

The grandpas and grandmas who were watching strongly and guarding the best Master Xiao Qin in the world didn't want to make things difficult for Qin Huai, so they each ordered 1-2 items for breakfast but didn't eat them, pretending to hold chopsticks/spoons, at most drinking a sip of soy milk/mung bean soup from time to time, their eyes never leaving Luo Jun the whole time.

The waiters were a bit confused about the situation in the shop, and everyone inexplicably became very nervous.

When people are nervous, they always do some inexplicable things to cover up their embarrassment, such as holding a rag and pretending to wipe a cabinet for 10 minutes, looking at a form without reading a single word for 10 minutes, or simply pretending to be working hard and standing straight in the corner for ten minutes.

Not to mention the people in the back kitchen.

Qin Congwen, who had opened the shop for many years and had seen all kinds of big scenes, and had also strongly watched the wonderful scenes of bad boys/social idlers/pure thugs suddenly fighting while eating, was pounding his waist nervously while wrapping steamed buns, hesitating between whether he should heroically step forward to stop it if they fought outside later, or protect himself.

Zhao Rong was a bit confused about the situation and suspected whether Luo Jun was here to check food safety; why was the lineup so big? She was wrapping steamed buns absent-mindedly.

Qin Luo sat in the corner, playing on her phone against the clock.

As for Qin Huai, he was really a bit nervous.

It wasn't that he was nervous about whether the side quest could be completed; he was simply worried that Luo Jun would mock him to his face after drinking the dried tangerine peel tea, saying he was a frog in a well who couldn't even boil herbal tea, and that it was nothing special, yet he had the courage to argue with him before, saying that dried tangerine peel tea shouldn't be boiled like that.

Before today, Qin Huai had never worried about this situation happening.

But after listening to the grandpas at Table 9 popularizing Luo Jun's previous great achievements to Grandpa Wang this morning, Qin Huai felt that Luo Jun had still cultivated his character by not going out for the past two years.

When the neighborhood committee came to the door that day, Luo Jun's combat power was less than half of what it was before.

Now that Luo Jun has returned to the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to judge whether his aggressiveness has returned to its peak.

Luo Jun was still calmly eating steamed buns. His state of eating looked very particular; how should he put it? Some people eat wolfishly, some people eat slowly, and some people look very rich when they eat.

Luo Jun was the latter.

He ate steamed buns with a feeling of "old money."

Elegant, truly elegant.

Of course, it might just be that he is old and his teeth are not good, so he eats very slowly.

But if his teeth are not good but he still loves to eat crispy cakes...

Qin Huai could only say he couldn't guess, really couldn't guess.

Luo Jun's breakfast lasted until 10:00 AM.

Zhang Shumei's nephew had already set off, and Luo Jun finally began to wipe his mouth slowly, look at his phone twice, eat a peppermint candy, and then throw a look at Qin Huai by the window.

"Master Xiao Qin, is the dried tangerine peel tea boiled?"

"Boiled, according to the recipe you gave last time, all three flavors have been boiled, and I have added two new flavors; would you like to try them all?"

Luo Jun nodded, Qin Huai went to get the dried tangerine peel tea that had cooled down, and Zhang Shumei walked to the window to take it.

At this moment, Chen Huihong and Qu Jing walked into the canteen right on time.

As soon as she entered the canteen, Chen Huihong exclaimed: "So many people today!"

Qu Jing took off her hat and sunglasses, still wearing her mask, nodded to Luo Jun with a smile in her eyes, and greeted: "Good morning, Mr. Luo."

"Good morning." Luo Jun insisted that it was morning in stubborn language.

"Have you had any?" Qu Jing walked directly to sit opposite Luo Jun, and Chen Huihong sat next to Qu Jing.

Luo Jun didn't answer directly, glanced at Chen Huihong, moved his eyes away, and signaled the direction of Zhang Shumei with his eyes; the two understood instantly.

They hadn't drunk it yet, they caught up.

Zhang Shumei found a tray as a container and steadily brought over the five small bowls of dried tangerine peel tea, her hands so steady that she could directly get a job as a waiter in a high-end restaurant.

Luo Jun didn't drink first, but asked Qu Jing: "Why did you really come? Are doctors so free at work?"

"You are a VIP customer of our hospital; making a special trip for your health is normal work content." Qu Jing said, taking a file bag out of her bag, "This is the result of your last physical examination; although the examination is finished, I still advise you to go to the hospital for a physical examination, as the hospital has more equipment."

"Since you are willing to come out to drink herbal tea, I suppose you don't mind making a special trip to the hospital for a physical examination, right?"

"Don't try to pua me." Luo Jun often surfed the internet, and refused decisively.

Then he picked up the herbal tea in front of him and took a sip to moisten his throat.

"Right, this is the taste of dried tangerine peel tea; young people nowadays don't know how to boil dried tangerine peel tea at all." Luo Jun drank another sip very satisfied.

Qin Huai looked at Luo Jun taking one sip after another, tasting each bowl, with a blank face.

The game prompt didn't sound at all; the side quest wasn't completed.

According to Luo Jun's recipe, the dried tangerine peel tea made did taste good, and he himself expressed praise, but this was not the taste he loved to drink at all.

Sure enough, the most elusive customers in this world, besides children, are the elderly.

(End of chapter)