Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle
Chapter 252 - 173 Master Qin Is Back!_2

Chapter 252: Chapter 173 Master Qin Is Back!_2

Qin Huai didn’t know that someone actually started looking forward to the pastry gift boxes. He wasn’t even aware that during the New Year, the gift boxes could be sold separately at a high price.

In previous years, the Qin Family Breakfast Shop didn’t operate during the New Year.

On the morning of New Year’s Eve, they would open to sell breakfast for the last day. By 9 o’clock, whether they sold out or not, they would tidy up and close shop, clean the house, and head back to the countryside with large bags of New Year goods and luggage to celebrate the festivities.

Mr. Qin and Granny Qin only had two children, Qin Congwen and Qin Xiuli, which was considered very few offspring for their time. Qin Congwen only had an adopted son, Qin Huai, and a biological daughter, Qin Luo, while Qin Xiuli had only one son, He Cheng.

Although Qin Xiuli was married out of the family, her husband, He Ye, lived in the neighboring village. Every year during the New Year, Qin Xiuli would worry because there weren’t many family members. She was concerned that her parents would feel lonely, so she often took her husband and children to Qin Family Village. Even on New Year’s Eve, she wouldn’t leave until five or six in the evening.

For Qin Xiuli’s actions, her parents-in-law, sisters-in-law, and uncles fully supported her, wishing they could go there too.

The three of them could only bring back a limited amount of pastries, and He Cheng would dawdle along the way, eating as he went.

If it weren’t for unfavorable conditions and unsightly manners, they would’ve suggested celebrating the New Year together. Despite different surnames, they all believed they were one family; how could it be wrong to share a New Year’s Eve dinner?

But for Qin Huai, he never felt that the Qin Family had few people.

There were not many direct relatives, but there were plenty of other relatives.

Moreover, the relatives were very enthusiastic. For some reason, they would visit on New Year’s Eve without coming empty-handed, carrying large bags and boxes. It wouldn’t be right not to give them some snacks in return.

On the first day of the New Year, the old house was so crowded that people had to bring chairs to sit outside in the yard, and the gifts they brought couldn’t all fit inside one room.

Every New Year, Qin Huai would be in the kitchen from New Year’s Eve to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, steaming snacks until others would think the Qin Family house was on fire from afar.

This was why even though Qin Huai worked at Huang Ji for a month, starting breakfast every morning, working normally during the morning and noon, and practicing making crab dumplings in the afternoon, he still felt the intensity wasn’t enough and could handle more.

Because he truly had experienced much more intense work before.

This level of intensity was considered warming up for the New Year.

Qin Huai sat on the plane, a bit puzzled as to why he suddenly thought of the New Year, even though it was nearly two months away.

Maybe it was because he hadn’t made pastries for Qin Luo for a long time.

Upon reflection, this was probably the first time since Qin Luo could eat pastries that more than a month had passed without tasting pastries made by Qin Huai.

Poor Luoluo indeed.

Qin Huai looked at his mobile phone memo, where he had noted the pastries he planned to make for Qin Luo during this period.

Qin Luo’s performance in this midterm exam and the last one was quite okay. Last time he was ranked twelfth from the bottom in the class, and this time he was seventeenth, showing marked improvement, worthy of a good reward.

Excluding the two days for travel, within the remaining four days, Qin Luo should be able to enjoy crab dumplings, fermented rice with steamed buns, Five Fillings Bun, locust flower buns, Dream Come True Sesame Bun, Crab Shell Cake, Lard Rice Cake, rice cake, sticky rice cake, jujube and yam cake, apple dough ball and guo’er.

Qin Huai couldn’t make the B-level guo’er alone, so he specially brought a batch of raw dough embryos to steam for Qin Luo when he got back.

The rice cake and Lard Rice Cake were dishes Qin Huai learned while working in Huang’s Kitchen to change things up a bit.

They can be considered newly learned recipes, and though they’re only passable, they are enough to let Qin Luo try something new.

Qin Huai’s plane landed at 2:27 in the afternoon.

This time he didn’t ask Chen Huihong to pick him up because he didn’t bring the 80 pounds of flaky pastry she wanted—Zheng Siyuan really didn’t want to make that many pastries.

Qin Huai only brought 20 pounds.

Well, the real reason Chen Huihong couldn’t come pick him up was because today was Saturday. In the morning, she had to attend a parent-teacher meeting at school for Chen Huixi. In the afternoon, she agreed to take their kids to the zoo with a few familiar parents, leaving no time free.

She asked Chen Yingjun to arrange for a driver to pick up Qin Huai.

Chen Huihong sent photos of the driver and the car’s license plate to Qin Huai, informing him that the driver would be waiting at the arrival gate.

Qin Huai wasn’t very experienced in being picked up and was a bit nervous at first, but his nerves vanished as soon as he exited the terminal.

A familiar figure launched at him like a cannonball, almost knocking him off balance.

He hadn’t seen Qin Luo in over a month, and it seemed like Qin Luo had grown a bit taller.

"Brother! You finally came back. I thought you were going to stay in Gusu and never come back! Do you know how much I missed you? Do you even know what I eat every morning now? I’ve lost weight, didn’t you notice? I’ve starved myself thin!!!" Qin Luo poked at his chin.

Qin Huai said he didn’t see any changes.

"Did you buy the crabs?" Qin Huai asked.

Qin Luo nodded repeatedly, "Yes, bought a lot. As soon as you called Dad two days ago, he asked Sister Xi to get someone to reserve them. We bought a whole lot, and they’re climbing all over in the water tank."

"I heard Sister Xi say that the crabs now aren’t as fat as before, and the roes aren’t that plentiful since they’re almost out of season. Brother, it would’ve been better if you came back earlier." Qin Luo pouted, full of grievance.

"You don’t even like eating crabs; you used to feel nauseous just smelling them. I doubt whether you can eat the crab dumplings. If you eat one and get sick again, I fear it might ruin my reputation," Qin Huai laughed, quickly soothing Qin Luo when he saw his indignant face.

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