Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 150 - 128: Better a Chosen Day Than a Random Day (Thanks to the Alliance Leader who loves eating hamburgers for the reward!)

Chapter 150: Chapter 128: Better a Chosen Day Than a Random Day (Thanks to the Alliance Leader who loves eating hamburgers for the reward!)

Zheng Siyuan packed up his things and happily went home after work.

Qin Huai was still wondering how Qu Jing got burned by two freshly steamed guor herself. He searched on his phone for any spirits from the Classic of Mountains and Seas that were particularly afraid of heat but found nothing. So he simply sat in the shop waiting for Qu Jing to return for her snacks, planning to have a casual chat.

When Qu Jing returned, Qin Huai caught a faint scent of ointment on her.

Was she really burned?!

"Are you okay?" Qin Huai pointed to Qu Jing’s right forearm where she got burned. "We have a medicine cabinet in the canteen. Do you want me to ask Sister Xi to bring it over for you? You handle it yourself. I believe you’re definitely more professional than our shop."

"I’m fine," Qu Jing said lightly, "I told you I’m just more sensitive to pain. I just chatted with Aunt Zhang while delivering the guor, and she said Mr. Luo’s schedule has been very regular lately. He sleeps at around one or two every night and gets up at 8 in the morning, and comes on time to the canteen for Dried Tangerine Peel Tea."

"I’ve been trying to get Mr. Luo to maintain a regular schedule for the past two years, and just one bowl of your Dried Tangerine Peel Tea made him develop the habit of going to bed early and rising early. You’re truly skilled, Master Qin," Qu Jing said with a smile.

"No, no, it’s the good foundation you’ve laid over the past two years," Qin Huai began with false modesty, "Did you eat the guor?"

Qin Huai noticed that when Qu Jing returned, she didn’t have any guor with her.

Qu Jing nodded, "Mr. Luo said the recipe for the guor was given to you by him. This snack should be eaten while hot. If it cools down or is steamed again after cooling, it won’t taste the same, so I ate it."

"When I arrived, Mr. Luo was organizing his butterfly specimens. I wanted to help, but he didn’t let others touch them, so I stood outside the display room and ate the guor," Qu Jing said.

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

"I think he switched them out," Qu Jing replied, "I remember the display room was full of yellow butterfly specimens before, but now there isn’t a single yellow butterfly. He must have swapped them out."

Qin Huai was taken aback.

He initially wanted to awkwardly chat and extract some words from Qu Jing, but now he was no longer very concerned about her; he was a bit interested in Luo Jun.

"They were all yellow before?" Qin Huai was quite surprised.

He had just seen Luo Jun’s butterfly specimen display room, and there wasn’t a single yellow butterfly. Qin Huai thought Luo Jun didn’t like yellow butterflies.

Qu Jing nodded, "At least three months ago they were. I was there to do a physical examination for Mr. Luo, and he was wiping the shelves in the display room. I stood at the door looking in for a while, and all I saw were yellow ones."

Qu Jing’s words shocked Qin Huai even more. Luo Jun actually wiped the shelves himself.

He was someone who wouldn’t even bother to bend down to pick up 100 yuan.

"Oh, and another thing," Qu Jing suddenly remembered, "Mr. Luo’s first donation has been spent by the dean’s mother. All the children needing treatment are undergoing it, and those who need to go to special schools have all been admitted."

"I just asked Mr. Luo when he would visit the orphanage for an inspection, and he said you are his heir. He wants you, Qin Huai, to check and see if all the children have received their treatment and education," Qu Jing looked at Qin Huai, "Can you see when you’re available..."

"Anytime works," Qin Huai responded.

Luo Jun mentioned this to him before, Luo Jun doesn’t care about this money, and he’s too lazy to go to the orphanage again because it’s simply too far.

However, Luo Jun insists that the orphanage might be a significant breakthrough in uncovering Qu Jing’s secret. He told Qin Huai not to give up on this lead and to check the accounts after the money was donated to ensure there was no embezzlement or corruption. This kept Dean Qu quite tense, asking Luo Jun several times via WeChat when he would visit the orphanage to check the accounts.

After all, only by confirming the funds have been spent correctly can Dean Qu comfortably ask for the second installment.

After finally encountering a generous philanthropist, Dean Qu was on the verge of desperation.

Qin Huai thought it was about time to visit the orphanage.

It had been a while since they last wrapped buns, and the children were in need of nourishment. Just as he was urgently seeking a batch of undemanding diners to test his guor, this batch of children would be perfect!

He’d make the filling!

"No time like the present, I think tomorrow’s the day!" Qin Huai said.

Qu Jing: "So sudden?"

"Tomorrow morning I’ll get off work early, and I’ll borrow Sister Hong’s car to drive to the orphanage. I’ll send you a list later, Qu Jing, you can pass it to Dean Qu for her to buy ingredients. In the afternoon, I’ll check the accounts and make some guor along the way."

Luo Jun’s car was too flashy, and Qin Huai thought it was better to borrow Chen Huihong’s Bentley to do volunteer work at the orphanage.

Qu Jing was stunned by Qin Huai’s astonishing efficiency, took a moment, and then nodded, "Okay, I’ll talk to the dean."

She added, "Qin Huai... have you always been this... efficient in what you do?"

"Not really," Qin Huai felt it was the right time to officially clock out since their conversation was close to an end, "Master Xiao Zheng is the one who’s truly efficient. You send him a message in the evening, and he’s here by plane the next morning."

"Oh right, I’ll ask Master Xiao Zheng if he wants to go to the orphanage together tomorrow."

As Qin Huai walked to the changing room to change clothes, he messaged Zheng Siyuan.

Qin Huai: There’s a business trip tomorrow afternoon, do you want to join? If not, our classes will pause for a day, and you can have the afternoon off to relax. You’ve been working hard these days.

Already rested at home for a while and video chatting with his father on how to make stuffing, Zheng Siyuan: Excuse me?

Business trip?

Zheng Siyuan: Where’s the business trip to?

Qin Huai: To the suburban children’s welfare home, a charity trip, making guor.

Zheng Siyuan didn’t expect Qin Huai to be so enthusiastic about charity, which greatly impressed him. He immediately agreed to go.

Zheng Siyuan: Yes, I’ll do the stuffing.

Qin Huai: No, I’ll do the stuffing tomorrow! I think I can handle it.

Zheng Siyuan: ...

From the other side of the video, noticing his son appeared distracted and his expression turning a bit heavy as if he had something to say, Zheng Da asked with concern, "What’s the matter, Siyuan, is there a girl you like? Tell Dad, and I’ll teach you how to woo her! Aim to get engaged this year, marry next year, and the year after that or the year after have a grandchild for me!"

Zheng Siyuan felt speechless: "Dad, why do you always relate everything to dating and marriage? Qin Huai just sent me a message about doing volunteer work at the orphanage tomorrow, and I was discussing the details with him."

Zheng Da got even happier: "Doing volunteer work is great, having a kind heart. Your Uncle has been matching you with a girl who loves kindness, and she’s in the same field as you, also a pastry chef. We’ll arrange a meal for you to meet her when you get back."

Zheng Siyuan directly turned a deaf ear: "Dad, as I just mentioned, after cooking the stuffing, I felt it was dry enough, but it still leaked oil after steaming. The second time, I purposely sautéed more oil out, and the leakage didn’t happen, but the texture didn’t seem as good as the first time."

Zheng Da was drawn back to the topic: "Siyuan, have you considered that it might not be the sautéing that’s the problem?"

Zheng Siyuan showed a confused expression.

"This recipe, I’ve seen it, is very ambitious, and even your Uncle said the one who came up with it must be a Red Case Master. The recipe is also very detailed, including adding chicken broth to stew after sautéing, how to stir, the optimal texture—all of it, which suggests stewing is an equally crucial step."

"Is it possible that your sautéing is fine, but the issue lies in the stewing?" Zheng Da asked.

Zheng Siyuan was taken aback.

"Last time your Uncle jokingly said to let Xiao Qin visit Huang Ji Restaurant if he has time to help make some snacks. Now that he’s seen this recipe, he sincerely wants Xiao Qin to come to Huang Ji Restaurant, have him cook the stuffing, and you and Xiao Qin knead the dough."

"If it weren’t for his bad back and not wanting to go through the trouble of traveling, he might have already wanted to go along too."

"He says the confectionery made with this recipe will surely taste delicious."

"It’s just how the name of this snack sounds odd, why is it called guor?"

Zheng Siyuan: "...That’s just the name, and I’m not sure why it’s called that."

"Anyway, the recipe Qin Huai got has this name," Zheng Siyuan firmly stated.