The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 130 Finding the Feeling

On the morning of the next day, the uncles and aunts who were preparing to buy a lot of fruit and have a big meal in the afternoon learned the bad news that Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan were on a business trip in the afternoon.

Uncle Xu and Uncle Cao were so angry that they wanted to go to the welfare home to volunteer.

Uncle Xu and Uncle Cao are so angry. Among so many uncles and aunts who go jogging in the morning, chat in the morning, and squat in the afternoon, only a few of them have names.

The guy named Ding is a good-for-nothing. He walks around the neighborhood every day carrying steamed buns made from fermented rice wine and strolling around in the community on hot days.

The guy surnamed Wang is no good either. He has to eat special meals every now and then, and the drop rate of crab shell roe is almost permanent. It's annoying enough that he reminisces about the past all the time, and I have to listen to him reminiscing about the past while watching him eat special meals.

Obviously they both have names, but they don’t get any special treatment!

Not having a special kitchen would be fine, Xu Tuqiang said that he lives in Yunzhong Community, and the canteen is right at his doorstep, so he has an advantage in waiting and grabbing food.

But Master Qin didn't even give us a chance to snatch the money; he just went on strike and went on a business trip!

What is there in the welfare house that is worth Master Qin and Master Zheng going on a business trip to make snacks? Can these rich uncles raise some money to donate to the welfare house?

Qin Huai could not hear Xu Tuqiang's resentment. If he knew, he would only say to Xu Tuqiang:
Uncle Xu, I’ll give you the WeChat account of Director Qin of our Sanmalu Children’s Welfare Institute!

Dean Qin likes enthusiastic people like you the most!

In order to make as much fruit as possible for the afternoon volunteer activity, Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan quickly prepared the snacks, left work early, ate some mediocre fast food in the cafeteria, and drove to the welfare home.

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

Qin Huai adheres to the principle that he will gain something every time he drives. He thinks that if Zheng Siyuan sits in the passenger seat today, he may get a side quest randomly, so he makes up a lie.

"It feels better to go to the welfare home and make snacks." Qin Huai said.

Zheng Siyuan:?
"That's right, I told you, didn't I grow up in an orphanage when I was a child?" Qin Huai began his performance.

Zheng Siyuan nodded without noticing and agreed: "You did say that. I remember your breakfast shop is right across from the welfare home."

"My craft was taught to me by the director of the welfare home. The welfare home was short-staffed and all the children had to work. At that time, I worked on the land and made dumplings."

"Since the day I made the first tray of steamed buns, all the steamed buns in our welfare home are made by me."

"This may sound a bit like Director Qin abusing children, but we can't blame Director Qin entirely. It's mainly because her cooking skills are so poor. Back then, conditions were not as good as they are now, and eating meat buns could be considered an improvement in food. In order to save money, Director Qin made them herself."

"I'm not slandering her, but her cooking skills are not as good as eating leftovers. At that time, I was the hope of the whole hospital. Everyone depended on me to eat buns. Even after I was adopted by my parents, everyone still depended on me to eat buns."

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

"The fat boys in our Sanmalu Children's Welfare Home were all fed by me one by one."

Zheng Siyuan listened for a long time and felt that Qin Huai seemed to be imitating Uncle Wang's reminiscing about the past, and he didn't hear a single key word.

"So why are we going to the welfare home to make snacks?"

"To find the feeling." Qin Huai said seriously, "Making snacks in the welfare home is like returning to my alma mater that nurtured me. It's very intimate and feels very special."

"Recently, I feel that I have reached a bottleneck in my fire control practice. Unlike before, I have made new progress and gained new things every day. Although I have been mainly practicing fingering during this period, I have also practiced the fire control. I have never stopped practicing the soup. I only didn't do it yesterday afternoon, but I fried the stuffing yesterday."

"I haven't made any progress for such a long time. I think I just haven't found the feeling. So I want to take the opportunity to help Mr. Luo check the accounts to go to the welfare home to find the feeling."

Zheng Siyuan was silent.

He really wanted to tell Qin Huai that you felt you were making progress every day because there was so much room for improvement and it was hard not to make progress.

It may be an illusion to feel that you have reached a bottleneck now, because it is difficult for Qinhuai to reach a bottleneck at its current level.

But Zheng Siyuan didn't say anything.

He is a supporter of Huang Shengli's encouraging teaching style. In most cases he will not criticize but will only point out problems.

Zheng Siyuan began to point out the problem: "After I went back yesterday, I called my dad and talked to him. My dad and my uncle looked at the recipe. They both felt that Guo'er had very high requirements for the heat, which might be a bit difficult for you."

"The difficulty of controlling the heat is not only reflected in frying the stuffing, the difficulty of simmering may be much greater than you think."

"I know." Qin Huai nodded.

It's not like he hasn't watched the video tutorials. He has seen Jiang Weiming's skills very clearly. Stir-frying the stuffing is like a master showing off his skills, while stewing is like a great recluse hiding in the crowd. One is extroverted and the other is introverted, but they both have the same characteristic: they are both very awesome.

As a pastry chef, Zheng Siyuan's cooking skills are quite good, but the fruit dumplings made with the fillings he stir-fried can only be of C grade.

This shows how good Jiang Weiming’s fillings are.

"I know that I can't make the fillings required in the recipe in the short term, maybe even in one or two years. But I have to practice. If the feeling is not right, I will find the feeling. If the technique is not good, I will practice the technique. Let's find the feeling first today." Zheng Siyuan heard Qin Huai say this and confirmed that Qin Huai's mentality was indeed very good, so he felt relieved.

"I thought about it for a long time last night and wanted to modify the recipe a little bit to a level that I can do. We will fry the stuffing together later, and I want to try my method to see if it works."

"No." Qin Huai refused sternly, "I'll fry the stuffing this afternoon, you can try again tomorrow."

"You're almost the eldest brother Luo Luo, and I'm the second brother. If the two of us stir-fry stuffing together this afternoon, the children in the welfare home will definitely call you Brother Bao Bao, and I'll become Second Brother Bao Bao. I absolutely can't do that!"

Zheng Siyuan: …

He really doesn't understand Qin Huai's inexplicable competitive spirit. Can you be more competitive in other ways?
And isn’t Brother Baobao a strange name?

On the way, Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai talked about the experience he had discussed with Zheng Da last night. Since Qin Huai did not allow him to teach him how to fry the stuffing on the spot this afternoon, he could only teach him verbally and tell Qin Huai some tips they had discussed to avoid any accidents in the afternoon.

We can’t tarnish Brother Bao Bao’s reputation.

At 1:17 p.m., Qin Huai and Zheng Siyuan arrived at the welfare home.

The security guard at the gate recognized Qin Huai and let him in without waiting for him to contact Dean Qu. There were children playing together in the yard of the welfare home. When they saw someone coming, they all looked out and burst into cheers when they saw that it was Qin Huai.

"Brother Bao Bao!"

"Brother Bao Bao is here!"

"Eat buns!"

Dean Qu hurried out when he heard the noise. When he saw Qin Huai showing the same smile as when he greeted Luo Jun last time, his voice became enthusiastic.

"Master Qin, I have waited so long for you to finally come!"

"The account details have been prepared long ago and are all in my office, along with the invoices and receipts. Would you like some tea? What kind of tea would you like? Black tea, green tea, oolong tea, or chrysanthemum tea? How is Mr. Luo? Is he still strong? I have a few thank-you letters from the children here. I would like to trouble you to pass them to Mr. Luo after you go back today. I am really grateful for his financial support!"

"By the way, who is this?" After a fluent greeting, Dean Qu turned his gaze to Zheng Siyuan. His eyes were shining when he saw Zheng Siyuan in Dior.

"He is Chef Zheng from our cafeteria. He heard that I was going to come and check the accounts today and do some volunteer work, so he wanted to come and help make snacks."

When he heard that Zheng Siyuan was here as a volunteer, Dean Qu said quickly, "Thank you so much, Master Zheng. Our welfare home needs enthusiastic people like you. The children in the welfare home ate the buns made by Master Qin for five days. They loved them. I have never seen children so enthusiastic about eating!"

"Master Zheng, it's great that you can come and help today. I've bought everything Master Qin sent me, and they're all in the kitchen. Master Zheng, would you like to go to my office for a cup of tea first, or..."

"I'll go to the cafeteria to knead the dough." Zheng Siyuan said consciously, not wanting to get involved in the accounting.

Dean Qu asked a slightly older and seemingly smarter child to take Zheng Siyuan to the kitchen, and he took Qin Huai to the office.

It was Qin Huai's first time to go to Dean Qu's office and he followed behind him.

Dean Qu's office is on the south corner of the first floor. It faces the sun but is not very ventilated. In short, there is a faint musty smell in the office.

The room was small, with a table and several bookcases, as well as some messy little things that made it look crowded. On the table were two file bags and a pair of unfinished colorful cotton gloves. The file bags were very new, and they were probably the invoices and bills that Dean Qu had sorted out.

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

Qin Huai took a quick look.

He actually didn't know how to check the accounts, he could only roughly check if there were any discrepancies in the amounts. But the welfare home's education and medical expenses were actually professionally matched to Qin Huai, he grew up in an welfare home, he had seen pigs run even if he had never eaten pork, even Qin Huai knew the range of the tuition fees for special schools.

After comparing them one by one, Qin Huai felt that there was nothing wrong with the accounts, they were clear and simple.

"I've taken a general look, and there's nothing wrong." Qin Huai said, "It's time for lunch break and playing games with the children. I'll go see the children later."

"Okay." Dean Qu handed over the tea with a smile, "Then what about the follow-up..."

"Since there is no problem with the accounts, and as long as there is no problem with the children, Mr. Luo will of course make the subsequent payments on time." Qin Huai said.

Dean Qu was relieved and smiled even more brightly: "Master Qin, please don't be surprised. I haven't received such a large donation in all these years. When will the children in our welfare home have enough money to send all of them to special schools suitable for them, let alone treatment. You haven't come to check the accounts, which makes me feel very anxious. I'm afraid that the duck in my mouth... No, I'm afraid that there will be problems with the subsequent donations."

Qin Huai smiled without saying anything, took two sips of hot tea, and put down the cup.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen to make some snacks. Today's quantity is quite large. Dean Qu, how about you come over and help?"

"Of course. We can't let you and Xiao Zheng, two kind-hearted people, do the work. The people in our welfare home are idle. Those who can work are all in the kitchen. I will ask the children to come over and make dumplings later. I will accompany you, Master Qin."

Qin Huai and Dean Qu walked towards the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)