The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 129: It’s better to do it today than today (Thanks to the leader of Daxia Loves Burgers for the reward!)

After packing up his things, Zheng Siyuan happily went home after get off work.

Qin Huai was still wondering how Qu Jing could be scalded by two freshly-cooked fruits. He searched on his phone to see if there were any monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas that were particularly afraid of heat, but to no avail. So he simply sat in the store and waited for Qu Jing to come back for some snacks, intending to have a few more words with her.

When Qu Jing came back, Qin Huai smelled a faint scent of ointment on her.

Is this really hot?!
"Are you okay?" Qin Huai pointed at Qu Jing's right forearm that was burned. "We have a medical kit in the cafeteria. Do you want me to ask Sister Xi to bring it to you? You can handle it yourself. I believe you are definitely more professional than our store."

"It's okay." Qu Jing said easily, "I told you I'm afraid of pain. I chatted with Aunt Zhang when I sent Guo'er just now. She said Mr. Luo's work and rest schedule has been very regular recently. He goes to bed at one or two o'clock every night, wakes up at 8 o'clock in the morning, and comes to the cafeteria on time to drink tangerine peel tea."

"I've talked my ass off over the past two years but failed to get Mr. Luo to have a more regular schedule. Master Qin, this bowl of tangerine peel tea from you has helped Mr. Luo develop a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. You really are capable." Qu Jing said with a smile.

"No, no, it's because you have laid a good foundation in the past two years." Qin Huai began to be falsely polite, "Did you eat the fruit?"

Qin Huai noticed that Qu Jing had no fruit in her hand when she came back.

Qu Jing nodded: "Mr. Luo said that he gave you the recipe for Guo'er. This snack should be eaten while hot. If it is cold or steamed after it is cold, it will not taste the same as before. So I ate it."

"When I went there, Mr. Luo was arranging his butterfly specimens. I wanted to help him but he wouldn't let anyone touch them, so I ate the fruit standing outside the display."

Qin Huai asked casually, "Did he buy a batch of new specimens?"

"It should have been replaced." Qu Jing said, "I remember that the exhibition room was full of yellow butterfly specimens before, but now there is not a single yellow butterfly to be seen. It should have been replaced with a new batch."

Qin Huai was stunned.

He originally wanted to have some awkward conversation to get Qu Jing's thoughts, but now he no longer cares about Qu Jing very much. He wants to care about Luo Jun a little.

"It was all yellow before?" Qin Huai was very surprised.

He had just looked at the butterfly specimen display room in Luo Jun's house, and there was not a single yellow butterfly. Qin Huai thought that Luo Jun didn't like yellow butterflies.

Qu Jing nodded: "At least three months ago, when I went to Mr. Luo's home for a physical examination, he was cleaning the shelves in the showroom. I stood at the door and waited for him for a while. I took a few glances at the butterflies inside, and all I saw were yellow."

Qu Jing's words surprised Qin Huai even more. Luo Jun actually wiped the shelf himself.

He is the kind of person who wouldn't even bother to bend down to pick up 100 yuan if he dropped it.

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing." Qu Jing suddenly remembered, "Mr. Luo's first donation has been spent by the director's mother. The children who need medical treatment are receiving treatment, and the children who need to go to special schools have also been admitted to special schools."

"I just asked Mr. Luo when he would go to the welfare home for a checkup. He said that you were the heir to his estate, and asked Qin Huai to check on him to see if the children had received treatment and education." Qu Jing looked at Qin Huai, "When can you..."

"Anytime." Qin Huai said.

Luo Jun told him about this matter. Luo Jun didn't care about the money and was too lazy to go to the welfare home again because it was too far away.

But Luo Jun insisted that the welfare house might be a major breakthrough in exploring Qu Jing's secrets, and asked Qin Huai not to give up the welfare house. He insisted that once the money was donated, he would check the accounts to see if it was misappropriated or embezzled. This made Dean Qu very nervous, and he sent several WeChat messages to ask Luo Jun when he could come to the welfare house to check the accounts.

After all, only after checking the accounts and confirming that the donations have been spent where they should be spent, can Dean Qu ask for the second payment.

Dean Qu, who had finally met a wealthy and caring person, was almost dying of anxiety.

Qin Huai felt that it was time to go to the welfare home.

It has been a while since I finished making the last steamed buns, and the children are crying out for food. It just so happens that I need a group of non-picky eaters to practice with, so I'll choose these children!

He's here to fry the stuffing!

"It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. I think we should do it tomorrow!" Qin Huai said.

Qu Jing: ? Was it so sudden?

"I will get off work early tomorrow morning and borrow Sister Hong's car to drive to the welfare home. I will send you a list later. Qu Jing, you send the list to Dean Qu and ask her to buy the ingredients. I will check the accounts and make some fruit in the afternoon." Luo Jun's car is too high-profile. Qin Huai thinks it is better to borrow Chen Huihong's Bentley to volunteer at the welfare home.

Qu Jing was shocked by Qin Huai's amazing ability to act. After a long pause, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll talk to the dean."

Then he added: "Qin Huai... have you always been so... efficient in your work?"

"Not bad." Qin Huai felt that they had talked enough and it was time to officially get off work. "Master Zheng is really efficient. I sent him a message in the evening and he flew here the next morning."

"Yes, I'll ask Master Zheng if he wants to go to the welfare home with me tomorrow."

Qin Huai went to the locker room to change clothes while sending a message to Zheng Siyuan.

Qin Huai: There is a business trip tomorrow afternoon. Do you want to join us? If not, our teaching will be suspended for a day, and you can also take a break for the afternoon. You have worked hard these days.

Zheng Siyuan, who has returned home and rested for a while, is now on a video call with his father discussing how to stir-fry the stuffing:?
On business trip?

Zheng Siyuan: Where are you going on business trip?

Qinhuai: A children's welfare home in the suburbs, a charity trip, and a fruitmaker.

Zheng Siyuan didn't expect Qin Huai to be so enthusiastic about charity. He admired him very much and immediately agreed to go.

Zheng Siyuan: Go, I’ll fry the stuffing.

Qin Huai: No, I will fry the stuffing tomorrow! I think I can do it.

Zheng Siyuan: …

Zheng Da noticed that his son was beginning to be absent-minded and his expression became a little serious. He seemed to be hesitant to speak, but he spoke with concern: "What's wrong, Siyuan? Do you have a girl you like? Tell dad, and I will teach you how to pursue a girl! Try to get engaged this year, get married next year, and let dad have grandchildren the year after next or the year after that!"

Zheng Siyuan was even more speechless: "Dad, how can you mention blind dates and marriage in everything you say? Qin Huai just sent me a message saying that he will be a volunteer at the welfare home tomorrow. I am discussing the details with him."

Zheng Da was even happier: "It's good to be a volunteer. It's kindhearted. Your uncle has found a girl for you recently. He likes kindhearted girls. She is also your colleague and a pastry chef. I will arrange for you to meet and have dinner when you come back."

Zheng Siyuan ignored him and said, "Dad, I just told you that I thought the stuffing was dry enough, but why did it still ooze oil after steaming? The second time I stir-fried it, I intentionally fried more oil and it didn't ooze oil, but I think the taste is far worse than the first time."

Zheng Da was also brought back to the point: "Siyuan, have you ever thought that it's not a matter of stir-frying?"

Zheng Siyuan showed a puzzled expression.

"I've read this recipe. It's very bold. Your uncle said that the person who came up with this recipe must be a master chef. The recipe is also very detailed. After stir-frying, add chicken soup and simmer. It even clearly states the heat, time, how to stir, and when the food is best. This shows that simmering is also a very important step."

"Is it possible that there was no problem with your stir-frying, but there was a problem with the stewing?" Zheng Da asked.

Zheng Siyuan was stunned.

"Last time, your uncle joked and asked Xiao Qin to come to Huang's Restaurant to help make dim sum when he had time. Now that your uncle has seen this recipe, he really wants Xiao Qin to come to Huang's Restaurant. He will fry the stuffing, and you and Xiao Qin will knead the dough."

"If his back wasn't so bad and he didn't want to bother running all the way, I think he would want to go."

"He said that the snacks made with this recipe must be very delicious."

"Why is the name of this dessert so weird? Why is it called Guo'er?"

Zheng Siyuan: "... That's the name. I don't know why it's called that."

"Anyway, this is the prescription Qin Huai got." Zheng Siyuan said firmly.

(End of this chapter)