The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 49 Why are side quests so difficult to complete these days?

In the next few days, Qin Huai started a regular life of going to work in the morning and practicing making locust flower steamed buns and randomly dropping buckwheat steamed buns of various flavors in the afternoon.

As for why locust flower steamed buns should be practiced together with buckwheat steamed buns.

Qin Huai said that he always felt unhappy when he saw C-grade locust flower steamed buns, and he had to make some steamed buns of similar type that tasted better than locust flower steamed buns in order to achieve psychological balance.

By the way, herbal tea is also provided daily.

Qin Luo and Zhao Rong took turns to make herbal tea. Whoever had time would make it. Qin Huai was only responsible for making tangerine peel tea. Zhao Rong thought that the reason why the herbal tea on the first day was widely criticized was that the five-flower tea was not tasty, so she strongly requested to change it to Xiasangju tea, but the bad reviews remained.

Qin Luo felt that the reason why herbal tea received so many negative reviews was because it was made by her mother, and her mother didn't like to add sugar when making herbal tea. Who would drink herbal tea without any rock sugar?
So at Qin Luo's strong request, the herbal tea she was responsible for was always filled with rock sugar, and then she would split the negative reviews she received with Zhao Rong 50-50.

Qin Congwen, who has witnessed all of this and has grown up drinking herbal tea since childhood, said:

Stop arguing. Herbal tea isn't very tasty to begin with, and the level of preparation you two made made the already bad taste even worse.

In general, among the herbal teas delivered every day, the only tangerine peel tea brewed in Qinhuai is barely drinkable. It may also be because tangerine peel tea itself is not that bad to drink and will not be too disappointing.

The onlookers thought so, but the parties involved did not believe it. Zhao Rong and Qin Luo both felt that the herbal tea they cooked was better than the other's, and they had to compete with each other.

Under the inexplicable competition between the mother and daughter, the sales of hand-beaten lemon tea continued to rise. Qin Luo beat lemons at noon every day, and changed her WeChat profile picture to the hand-beaten lemon tea she made, which also attracted the attention of Grandma Qin, who was online intensively every day to share various health tips in the family group.

Grandma Qin thought her granddaughter wanted to drink milk tea but her son and daughter-in-law refused to buy it for her, so she gave Qin Luo a red envelope of 30 yuan and asked her to drink the biggest cup.

Qin Luo was competing with tea, while Qin Huai's progress with steamed buns was not going smoothly either.

It’s not accurate to say that things are not going smoothly. To be more precise, there has been no progress at all.

The inability to make Sophora japonica buns is entirely a technical problem, and Qin Huai can see the technical level through the system. If the proficiency is not good, the skills are difficult to improve, and if the skills are not improved, it is impossible to reach the threshold of making Sophora japonica buns, and the proficiency in white bread needs a long time and it is impossible to improve significantly in a short period of time.

To sum it up in four words: if you are not good at it, practice more.

Qin Huai didn’t feel much about the fact that Sophora japonica buns had always been C-grade or C-grade. He always had a very clear understanding of himself.

For example, he has a natural talent for white case.

For example, he has average academic aptitude.

For example, he is as good as Qin Congwen in cooking.

For example, he would never suffer a net loss of 660 million in a year in business like Ouyang did.

For Qin Huai, failure to complete something that he knew would never be completed was expected, but completion was a pleasant surprise.

Of course, you won’t feel frustrated or distressed about things that are expected.

Qin Huai is troubled because he still hasn't figured out what honey fermentation is all about.

He felt that he was just an apprentice cultivator in the Qi training stage, but was studying the Jindan stage techniques. He knew that the technique was a good one, and the official had also certified it as a good one, but he couldn't see what was good about it.

Not only can they not learn it, but they can't even see what's good about it. Isn't that a bit too much?
Qin Huai, who was in the Qi training stage, wanted to exchange ideas with his seniors in the same school.

After studying the exercises for a week without any results, Qin Huai stopped Uncle Wang on an ordinary morning who was upset about not having fresh shrimp stuffing and crab shell roe.

"Grandpa Wang." Qin Huai felt that he was desperate and was trying all sorts of methods. "I remember you said before that when you were young, you worked in Gusu. There was a chef in the state-owned restaurant there who was very good at making steamed buns."

"Yes." When Uncle Wang heard Qin Huai mention Master Jing to him, he felt like he was back in those passionate years and became excited. "Master Jing is not only good at making steamed buns, but also makes delicious snacks and is an excellent cook."

"But Master Jing's dishes are a bit expensive and I can't afford them. I just listened to what our factory leaders said."

"Last time you asked an old colleague to help me contact Master Jing. I recently encountered a very difficult problem when making steamed buns. I really want to ask Master Jing, a master with many years of experience in white bread, for help. I wonder if you have his contact information..." Qin Huai showed a somewhat distressed expression and looked at Uncle Wang with eyes open for help. Uncle Wang: ...

Uncle Wang lowered his head with a guilty conscience and scratched his nose subconsciously. He looked very conflicted. After thinking for a while, he said directly, "Xiao Qin, I'm sorry."

"It's like this. I left Gusu for work many years ago, so I don't really know the situation there."

"But I didn't lie to you. I really contacted my former coworker, but he told me that Master Jing had passed away decades ago."

"I remember when I was transferred to another job, Master Jing retired because of a recurrence of his leg injury. It was said that he got injured again two years after retirement and passed away. Since he was no longer with us, I didn't tell you."

Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, only feeling a little regretful, and didn't say much: "That's really a pity."

"Yeah." Uncle Wang sighed and sat back at table 9 with his plate.

While eating the Wu Ding Bao, Uncle Wang suddenly remembered that his co-worker had told him that Xiao Zheng, the apprentice of Master Jing who specialized in making white pastry, was now rich. He had gone into business and made a lot of money, and even opened a factory to produce egg yolk pastries.

He had bought that brand of egg yolk pastry during the Chinese New Year. It was quite expensive, but the taste was okay.

At that time he just thought it was a funny story, but now Master Qin was in urgent need of help. Although Xiao Zheng's skills were not good and the steamed buns he made were disgusting, he seemed to be quite enthusiastic.

Uncle Wang looked up at Qin Huai, who was frowning and looked very distressed in the kitchen. He wanted to tell him about this matter, but after thinking about it, he held it back.

Forget it. Last time he spoke without understanding the situation clearly. This time, he has to let his coworkers contact Xiao Zheng first, get Xiao Zheng’s WeChat, and then give Master Xiao Qin a surprise.

Uncle Wang nodded affirmatively.

Xu Tuqiang, who was sitting opposite Uncle Wang, took a look at Uncle Wang who was making 800 small movements to eat a bun. For some reason, he felt that this guy would soon be able to eat crab shell roe stuffed with fresh shrimp for two days in a row.

Damn, why is Wang Laogen so lucky?

Xu Tuqiang stuffed his bun angrily and glanced at the event poster on the wall.

[Customers whose names contain "jun" look here, come and get your free hand-made lemon tea!]

Xu Tuqiang said that although he didn't lack the money for a cup of hand-made lemon tea, he was very depressed that he couldn't participate in the event.

It’s bad enough that Mr. Luo couldn’t get the herbal tea in the previous activity, and the herbal tea didn’t taste good. Now he can’t get the lemon tea in the activity either.

What's the point of having "Jun" in your name? A name with "Qiang" in it is really strong!

Xu Tuqiang snorted coldly and continued eating his buns.

In the kitchen, Qin Huai was frowning and looking at the list of people who had ordered hand-made lemon tea.

No, what’s going on with this Luo Jun?

Is this name so niche?

It's fine if he doesn't come to get the herbal tea, he doesn't even want the hand-made lemon tea. It's been so long since the side quest was issued, let alone meeting the quest target, Qin Huai doesn't even know whether this Luo Jun is a man or a woman.

Qin Huai put away his phone.

Do we really need to issue a missing person notice?

Why are side quests so difficult to complete these days?

I can’t sleep, so I wrote a chapter. Good news for readers who stay up late, you can read Saturday’s chapter first!
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