The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 269: Master Xiao Qin Sends Warmth

Led by Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin, everyone at the table began to eat fruit happily.

At this time, the difference between having eaten it and not having eaten it becomes apparent.

Qin Luo had eaten it before.

She looked like a person who had seen the world, and she could even take a moment to praise the food while eating.

The rest of the people didn't have so much time. They only regretted that they only had one mouth and one tongue. They couldn't chew with two mouths at the same time, nor could they taste with two tongues at the same time.

He Cheng no longer had the mind to be jealous of why Qin Huai was Qin Luo's biological brother. Now he had only one thought in his mind.

Holy shit, is it really possible for me, He Cheng, to eat such awesome and delicious snacks?

How could I deserve to eat this?
Am I the emperor?
Even the emperor can’t eat such delicious food!

Compared to He Cheng's wild thoughts, Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong's shock was relatively normal.

Qin Congwen & Zhao Rong: Is Huang Ji so awesome? My son has become so good after just a few months of training. What will happen if he trains for two years?!

Qin Xiuli and He Hua were thinking: Big cities are really different. Huaihuai's skills have improved by leaps and bounds after going out to try his luck.

Qin Xiuli even suddenly began to trust the tutoring teachers in Gusu and Shan City because of Guoer, and felt that these tutoring teachers whom she had never met must be very reliable!
If the dim sum is so reliable, the teacher must be reliable too!

Qin Xiuli and others naturally attributed Qinhuai's rapid development to the profound heritage of big cities. The richer the people, the more they care about food and clothing. The same meat sesame cake can be eaten by just baking it in small places, but the old Buddha eats the Yuanmeng sesame cake, which looks golden and crispy, and tastes... delicious sesame cake with meat!
Everyone at the table was already immersed in the ocean of snacks. In order to eat more, they began to share the food.

Cut the fruit into two pieces, pick the smaller Dream-Fulfilling Bun, and cut the three-piece and five-piece buns into several pieces, and take a bite of each.

There was no way around it. Plain dim sum took up too much space in the stomach. Normally, one bite of each would make you feel almost half full, not to mention that everyone also had a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a bowl of four-happiness dumplings at the beginning.

Only ten minutes after the meal started, the Qin family members ended their fight one after another.

Only He Cheng and Qin Luo were still persisting.

Basically, only when you eat this much can you tell what everyone’s favorite dim sum is.

He Cheng stubbornly carried the bowl into the kitchen and served himself a little longevity noodles.

Qin Luo ate the three-diced buns in big mouthfuls, showing her love for meat buns.

Qin Huai was a little impressed by He Cheng. Among so many dim sum, He Cheng actually chose to eat half a bowl of longevity noodles. It turns out that our cousin’s favorite type of dim sum is noodles!

My cousin has suffered so much. The noodles that the He family eats most often are egg noodles bought from the supermarket. They haven’t had any good noodles in these years.

"belch."

He Cheng felt that he was already 12% full, with the noodles about to reach his throat. If he burped any more, the noodles would come out of his mouth. After finishing the last bite of noodles, he burped for a long time.

He Cheng was completely slumped over on the chair with his bulging belly. With his red, furry, round new clothes, he looked a bit like a red seal drawn by a child, who had lost his dream and turned into a salted fish because of eating too much. His face was full of satisfaction, and he just wanted to pat his round belly and lie on the beach to bask in the sun.

Unfortunately, it’s night time now and we can only bask in the moonlight.

He Cheng didn't want to move.

He Cheng had never eaten so full and satisfied before. Even though his stomach was so full of food that he couldn't straighten his back, and it was uncomfortable to sit and he just wanted to lie down quietly, He Cheng still felt happy.

His tongue and his brain were savoring the delicious New Year's Eve dinner.

Chicken noodle soup, delicious!

The noodles are chewy, and the hand-rolled single noodles taste different from stretched noodles. You can feel the noodles hitting between your teeth with every bite, and you can taste the rich flavor of the chicken soup every second.

Especially the swishing one.

Slip.

Four-happiness dumplings, delicious!
He Cheng, who had never seen the world, had only eaten the most common black sesame dumplings and the fruit dumplings that were very popular in the past two years. When he first saw the huge dumplings in the bowl, He Cheng was a little disgusted and wanted to cut corners and eat less and more buns.

Before today, He Cheng didn't like eating dumplings.

What's so good about glutinous rice balls in He Cheng's opinion? They are not sweet, chewy, and easy to burn your mouth. The glutinous rice skin is soft and not sticky after being cooked, which is incomparable to the chewy texture of noodles.

Out of 365 days in a year, He Cheng would only eat a few glutinous rice balls on the Lantern Festival as a token of his appreciation.

but now--

Sorry, Tangtuan, I got you wrong. Tangtuan is Tangtuan, Tangyuan is Tangyuan. He Cheng said that he was short-sighted and didn't recognize Sixi Tangtuan before, thinking that all glutinous rice wrappers with sweet fillings in the world were unpalatable.

Four-happiness dumplings yyds!

There were so many flavors and they were eaten so quickly that He Cheng couldn't say specifically which part was delicious. It was just delicious anyway, all of them were delicious. The three sweet ones were delicious, and the meaty one was also delicious.

If I had to say anything wrong, it would be that the dumplings were a bit too big and took up too much space in my stomach. I had too much food to eat tonight, and the four-happiness dumplings took up too much space in my stomach. It would be better if they were a little smaller.

The fruit is delicious!
He Cheng felt that the deliciousness of the fruit was indescribable.

It forms a sharp contrast with its abstract colors, creating an extremely contrasting taste.

It is so delicious that it is difficult to describe even in an 800-word essay, and even filling up the essay space would not be enough.

He clearly hadn't paid off his debt yet, but the moment he tasted the fruit, he suddenly had the idea of ​​handing over the 30 yuan he had secretly saved to buy a monthly game card to pay off his debt. He hugged Qin Huai's thigh and begged his cousin to let him eat the delicious fruit from the first to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Dream-fulfilling sesame cakes, delicious!
He Cheng really couldn’t say exactly what was so delicious about it. He ate the Yuanmeng Shaobing right after Guo’er, and to be honest I didn’t taste much of it, but it was delicious!

Three-piece buns, delicious!

In previous years, Sanding Buns was the snack that He Cheng ate the most. This year, he only took a bite. Although he didn't taste much, He Cheng vaguely felt that it seemed to be much more delicious than in previous years.

He Cheng thought that he was hallucinating. The Qinhuai Sanding Buns were made every year, and the taste was almost the same every year. It was impossible for them to suddenly become so delicious. It must be an hallucination.

Wu Ding Bao, delicious!

He Cheng only took one bite and forgot what it tasted like, but it was delicious anyway.

"Burp." He Cheng let out another long burp.

Qin Xiuli felt that she couldn't continue to lie there like this.

I'm already feeling dizzy. If I sit for a while longer I'll fall happily asleep. There really won't be a second half to this year's New Year's Eve dinner.

It doesn’t matter if there is no second half, since they don’t eat in the second half anyway. But there are still many relatives and friends who are hungry for food, waiting for the three of them to return victoriously.

When Qin Xiuli thought of her sisters-in-law, nephews and nieces looking expectantly outside the house, she felt that she had a mission to accomplish. She struggled to stand up, suppressed the hiccups that were about to come, and said:
“Chengcheng, get up and say goodbye to grandpa and grandma, we still have to go to grandpa and grandma’s house!”

He Cheng struggled to stand up, staggered, and was caught by his father so as not to fall to the ground. He subconsciously began to say auspicious words.

After a series of smooth New Year greetings, He Cheng felt a little confused when looking at the table full of dim sum.

To be honest, this New Year’s Eve dinner looks like not much has been eaten.

The highlight of the day was actually the fruit, one fruit weighed more than half a pound, plus the longevity noodles and four-happiness dumplings, the Qin family's fighting power dropped sharply. In previous years, they didn't eat like wolves, but at least they could barely finish the plate action.

There are so many left this year that He Cheng doesn’t know what to take back.

"Mom, what should I bring?" He Cheng stuttered.

Qin Huai smiled slightly: "I have prepared it for you a long time ago, in the kitchen. All kinds of snacks are available, with a lot of four-happiness dumplings, and a little less raw fruit dough, so you can share one between the two of you."

"You can just take it and steam or boil it and eat it directly."

He Cheng was overjoyed, holding his waist and rushing into the kitchen, he took out three large bags of snacks. The family of three each took a bag and walked towards the village entrance.

The Qin family’s New Year’s Eve dinner table suddenly became much quieter.

This is how it is when there are not many people. In previous years, the New Year's Eve dinner was basically over at this time. Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin don't like to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Not many people in Qinjia Village watch the Spring Festival Gala. The Spring Festival Gala is usually played as background music, and everyone gathers together to play mahjong. Grandpa Qin's house doesn't have a mahjong table, so they go to the neighbor's house next door to play.

In order to compete for this mahjong venue, the three neighbors competed with each other and upgraded their mahjong machines every year. This year, Qin Kaigui's family on the right won with their newly replaced mahjong machines.

Mr. Qin has already agreed to go to his house to play mahjong at 8 o'clock.

Qin Kaigui's family was also ready. They had to eat some delicious snacks while playing mahjong. They didn't eat a full meal at the New Year's Eve dinner. At most, they were only three-quarters full and were waiting to eat the second half.

Grandma Qin began to clear the table and picked out snacks to take to her neighbors.

The fruit is so delicious that I can’t bear to take it away.

Longevity noodles, such good chicken soup and such good noodles, wouldn't it be delicious to save it for breakfast tomorrow morning? I can't bear to take it with me.

The dream-fulfilling sesame cake is cold, but this one is ok.

I can’t bear to bring the four-happiness dumplings.

I can’t bear to bring a three-pack.

I can’t bear to bring the five-pack.

Qin Huai glanced at the bag of snacks that Grandma Qin was using and found that the old lady might not like the new mahjong machine next door that much. None of his signature snacks were put into the bag, but a large bag of radish buns, vermicelli buns, meat buns, and vegetable buns that no one ate were put into the bag.

"Grandma, you can take some of each of the other snacks. I made a lot today, and there are still some raw dough in the kitchen. It would be a waste if we don't eat these steamed snacks tonight." Qin Huai advised.

Hearing what her eldest grandson said, Grandma Qin reluctantly picked two snacks like other snacks and put them in the bag, muttering: "Qin Kaigui's third daughter-in-law won more than 20 yuan from me playing mahjong the day before yesterday. Huaihuai, you are so tired from making snacks, just order some ordinary buns for their family."

Qin Huai:......

Why did he feel that compared to feeling sorry for her grandson, her grandmother was more reluctant to part with the 20 yuan she lost playing mahjong?

After picking and choosing, Grandma Qin also picked up a large bag and shouted, "Old man, Congwen, Rong'er, what time is it? Should we go to Kaigui's house? Congwen, go ask them if they have finished eating!"

Before Qin Congwen could go to the next door, the window of Qin Kaigui's house, which was closest to Grandpa Qin's house, opened, and Qin Kaigui's little grandson shouted in a baby voice: "Third Grandma, we're done! We've finished eating a long time ago! Come over quickly."

Hearing the voice of Qin Kaigui's grandson, Qin Tianhe's family, who were still eating the New Year's Eve dinner, gritted their teeth and blamed themselves for making a mistake. They were so busy borrowing the refrigerator that they forgot to pay attention to the upgrading of the mahjong machine and missed a good opportunity.

The elders had already started their happy after-dinner entertainment. Qin Huai was in the kitchen putting the leftover dishes into the refrigerator and packing the remaining snacks. He turned around and asked Qin Luo, who was washing the dishes: "Luoluo, what are your plans tonight?"

"Go out and play or play on your phone?"

With the snacks in his pocket, Qin Luo has a very good popularity in the village these years. No matter whose house he goes to, he is very popular. From 26-year-old unmarried adults to 6-year-old children, everyone loves to play with Qin Luo.

"I'm going to Sister Lan's house to watch TV first." Qin Luo said with a smile. Seeing Qin Huai packing up all the snacks, he quickly said, "Brother, leave a few for me. I want to take them to Sister Lan."

"I know, this box is for you." Qin Huai pointed to a box containing three-pack, five-pack, and Guo'er, "I'll use the insulated lunch box to pack a box of tangerine peel tea for you. Remember to drink it later to warm your stomach."

"Thank you, brother." Qin Luo said with a smile, pointing at other packed boxes with some curiosity and asked, "Who are these for? Brother, you always mix them together, why are there two fruits in this box?"

"Of course it was hired directly by the boss." Qin Huai smiled slightly.

Qin Huai realized the importance of Aunt Wang when he was having the New Year's Eve dinner.

He really needed a helper who was good at chopping meat to assist him in making the four-happiness dumplings throughout the Chinese New Year.

This helper needs to be professional, capable, able to adapt to long working hours, and willing.

Qin Huai felt that Aunt Wang had great potential.

Of course, if Aunt Wang is too busy during the Chinese New Year to take on the role, Qin Huai has a plan B. Qin Huai's third aunt is good at knife skills, and his third uncle's niece is also pretty good. The second son-in-law of the village chief is said to have worked as a chef before, and the village party secretary was also a kitchen helper in the production team canteen when he was young.

If that doesn't work, the younger son of my second cousin can also be considered. Qin Huai's cousin studied at New Oriental because he was not good at studying. His knife skills should be better than ordinary people.

Of course, Boss Direct’s preferred choice is still Aunt Wang.

Qin Huai prepared snacks.

At 7:57 p.m. on New Year's Eve, when families gathered together to celebrate the New Year with New Year's Eve dinner, Qin Huai knocked on Aunt Wang's door with two large bags of snacks and a big smile on his face.

Aunt Wang's little girl opened the door. Qin Huai might not know everyone in the village, but everyone in the village knew Qin Huai. Seeing Qin Huai coming with two large bags of snacks he had just eaten, the little girl was very happy and ran in screaming happily.

"Mom! Mom! Brother Qin Huai is here! He's bringing snacks!"

Aunt Wang's whole family was shocked.

Most of the villagers in Qinjia Village have the surname Qin, and people with the same surname are basically related. Aunt Wang's husband also has the surname Qin, and in terms of relationship, he is considered to be a distant cousin of Qin Huai.

This cousin had a stroke two years ago and his legs and feet are not very mobile anymore, so he has to use crutches to walk. He was so excited that he came out to meet us, trembling on his crutches.

It didn't have to be so grand, but my uncle ate two bites of fruit 10 minutes ago.

Aunt Wang accepted the offer on the spot, and then said with some embarrassment that she had to go back to her parents' home on the second day of the Chinese New Year, and might not be able to come back until the fifth day, which would mean coming back one day earlier, which would be the fourth day.

Aunt Wang, who was unable to attend full attendance, recommended the Zhang family, who lived at the end of the village, to Qinhuai, saying that the old man of the Zhang family was a butcher when he was young and was very good at chopping meat. Although he is old now, his skills are still there and his strength is not bad, so he can be considered for direct recruitment by the boss.

The Zhang family was a rare family with a different surname in Qinjia Village, and Qin Huai didn't know them.

Ten minutes later, Qin Huai knocked on Zhang's door with a brand new bag of snacks.

Mr. Zhang, who was over 65 years old, excitedly accepted the offer and recommended the old village party secretary.

Another 10 minutes later, Qin Huai knocked on the door of the old village party secretary's house with some snacks.

Qinjia Village was in a sensation again.

When communications were not well developed, news mainly relied on word of mouth, and messages had to be passed on door to door. Now that communications are well developed, we can just send messages on WeChat.

Not only can you send messages, but you can also send pictures.

The picture of Qin Huai bringing snacks to deliver warmth to people's homes began to spread rapidly among the villagers of Qinjia Village.

Master Xiao Qin, I’m here with snacks to bring warmth to your door on New Year’s Eve!

What a big bag of snacks!
Aunt Wang’s family is full!
Qin Huai, who had just delivered the offer to the old village party secretary, received a WeChat message from Mr. Qin asking: …

He came to bring warmth?
Are the villagers going crazy with joy?
Now every household is waiting for him to come and bring warmth. The village chief has already started to clean the house again for fear that his home will not be as clean as the old party secretary's and will be outdone.

No, who spread the rumor?

Dong Shidu is no longer around, yet there are still people spreading such outrageous rumors.

But considering that the village chief's house has already started cleaning...

Qin Huai thought about the amount of raw embryos left at home.

After a few months of training at Huang Ji, I have become much faster at making dim sum. Today, the dim sum I made was really large, especially the Four Happiness Dumplings, which weighed more than 40 kilograms because I had enough ingredients.

Fifteen minutes later, Qin Huai knocked on the door of the first house at the entrance of the village, in order from the beginning to the end of the village.

Qin Huai took a look at the generation list that Grandma Qin sent to him.

"Nine... Don't I have Uncle Nine? Hello, Uncle, Happy New Year! This is a little snack I made today - Four Happiness Glutinous Rice Balls. I wish you good luck, peace and success, continuous promotion, and prosperity in the new year."

The uncle who had been waiting at the door excitedly took the glutinous rice balls and stuffed a stack of red envelopes into Qin Huai's hand: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"

"Huaihuai, come in, have some tea and watch TV."

"Uncle, I have to go to the next house, so I won't bother you anymore. Happy New Year!"

(End of this chapter)