The snow cleared up in the afternoon, and the winter sun shone through in thin wisps, light, yet kind.
Jiang Qin moved a chair to the dormitory balcony and basked in the sun while chatting with his roommates. It was not until 2:30 in the afternoon that he felt a little sleepy from the sun, so he patted his butt and turned to leave.
"Brother Jiang is so disloyal. He's still running around during the winter solstice and doesn't even go to the internet cafe to sit down."
"You can't blame him for this. He has business to run, which is different from us. As brothers, we must learn to understand and tolerate each other."
Ren Ziqiang's eyes widened. He didn't understand how such a considerate thing could happen to Cao Guangyu.
But when he came to his senses, he found that Lao Cao had changed his clothes, put on a scarf, opened the door without saying a word, and was ready to escape.
"Lao Cao, what are you doing now?"
"I'm going to have a brief relationship. Remember, you must learn to be tolerant."
"????"
Three minutes later, Jiang Qin strolled to Room 207 and heard a very lively sound coming from inside.
Wei Lanlan, Wen Jinrui, Tan Qing and Shi Miaomiao were chatting and kneading dough. Next to them was Dong Wenhao, who was cosplaying as a turkey with two knives, chopping stuffing frantically on a eucalyptus board, looking like he was in a rage.
"Happy Winter Solstice, Boss!"
Jiang Qin took off his down jacket and handed it to Shi Miaomiao: "Happy Winter Solstice. Have you collected all the payments from the dormitories?"
Upon hearing this, Tan Qing spoke up, "We have collected all the money. Senior Sister Xu Yu has deposited all of it into the account. We have already paid out some of the merchants who have large advances and tight capital turnover. The remaining payments are scheduled for early January."
"It's better to unify the payment time and not mess it up, otherwise the subsequent reconciliation work will increase Xu Yu's workload."
Xu Yu was kneading the dough and smiled: "It's okay, boss. With Lanlan and Tan Qing helping me, the work is pretty easy."
Jiang Qin nodded and walked over to Dong Wenhao. "I just had some dumplings from the cafeteria this morning, and the stuffing wasn't very tasty."
Dong Wenhao turned around immediately after hearing this: "Boss, try my Dong's secret stuffing later."
"Dong's again? Old Dong, why didn't you learn to be a chef? Our country is really at a big loss, otherwise we would have to open up a separate cuisine for you."
"Linda doesn't have this major, otherwise I would definitely apply for it."
Dong Wenhao stopped cutting and wiped his sweat, thinking that the difference between the world losing a chef and gaining a writer should not be that big.
"Put a coin in it later. Whoever eats it will get a kiss from the boss. How do you think?"
Jiang Qin looked at the bowl full of stuffing and had a sudden idea.
"Ah? Then I won't eat it. I'll just eat the hot pot."
"Shut up, if you don't want it, don't the other female employees want it too? How selfish!"
The girls in Room 207 looked at each other and laughed sweetly: "Boss, even if we want you, you wouldn't dare give it to us. Wouldn't the boss lady kick your knee and break it?"
"You guys are really disrespectful to me when you talk like that."
Jiang Qin said this with a stern face, and then remembered the scene of the rich girl kicking the test machine in the game city. He laughed and did not continue the topic, as if everything that happened just now had never happened. He just felt a dull pain in his knees, probably because of his old rheumatoid arthritis.
"You should put a coin in it as a prize. Forget about the kiss. The reward for eating it is 500 yuan."
"The coin is so dirty, I don't know how many people have touched it."
Wei Lanlan thought for a moment and took a piece of chocolate from the snack box next to her: "Just wrap this, at least it's cleaner than a coin."
"Sure, chocolate dumplings, very creative, eating a little black mouth, quite fun."
Jiang Qin wiped his hands and turned to look at Lu Feiyu: "Old Lu, have you bought the hot pot ingredients I asked you to buy?"
"No, we don't have a refrigerator in our office. It's so hot in the room, I'm afraid it will melt if I buy it."
Lu Feiyu was fiddling with the TV that he had applied for last time but hadn't used, but after a long time, there was still a lot of snow.
Jiang Qin sighed after hearing this: "What if there is no refrigerator? Principal Zhang is really something. I can't think of it, can't he take the initiative to send one?"
The corner of Lu Feiyu's mouth twitched: "Boss, your face is thicker than the dumpling skin rolled out by Sister Suna."
"Hmm? Suna can roll out dumpling wrappers now?"
"I tried to roll a piece when I came here, and it looked like an old man wearing a hat and leading a dog. It was really artistic."
Jiang Qin was so happy: "Where is Su Nai? Call her over and ask her to perform for me on the spot."
Lu Feiyu raised his head: "Senior Suna gave up on herself and went back to 208. Oh, by the way, the boss lady is also in 208. She came here early in the morning."
"Who else?"
"No, there are only two of them."
"… "
Jiang Qin's face changed, he immediately stood up, left Room 207 and walked into Room 208.
Fortunately, Suna was watching a normal drama with headphones on and didn't even notice someone coming in. The door to any new world was not opened.
Feng Nanshu fell asleep on her desk, her long, soft hair hanging down, dyed orange by the sunlight outside the window, her eyelashes were curved, her sleeping face was cute, her waist was plump and well-proportioned, and her snow-white skin was soft and smooth.
He reached out and took down the rich girl's down jacket, gently put it on her, and then he heard the girl talking in her sleep.
After listening for a while with his head down, Jiang Qin's eyes became a little complicated.
Are you calling my name even in your dreams
The situation is not good...
Jiang Qin was silent for a while, pulled a chair and sat down, looking at Feng Nanshu for a long time in the afternoon sun. His mood gradually became anxious, so he reached out and picked up the newspaper that Professor Yan had placed on the table.
"Ten new stocks have been issued in succession, and there may be surprises in the unpopular subscription."
"Details of the new policy for second home loans have been released, with the down payment ratio reduced to 20%."
Jiang Qin sat cross-legged in the sun, his expression meticulous and his eyes warm and deep.
An hour later, the rich woman woke up. She was surprised to see Jiang Qin, but she didn't move. She continued to lie on the table, looking at him with bright eyes, her expression well-behaved and peaceful.
"Have you had enough sleep?" Jiang Qin put down the newspaper.
"Jiang Qin, have you eaten?"
"Not yet. I just finished making the skin and stuffing. I'm waiting for the boss lady to take the lead in making dumplings."
"Then I'll go right away."
Feng Nanshu wiped his saliva, followed Jiang Qin and trotted to Room 207 to make dumplings.
She had never tried it before, but she learned it quickly and well. Wei Lanlan and the others praised the boss lady for being amazing. She coaxed the rich young lady so much that the corners of her mouth turned up, and she couldn't even maintain her cold expression.
After wrapping them, she held the dumplings in her palm and handed them to Jiang Qin.
Afterwards, Sunai couldn't resist the urge to cook either, so he came over and tried it like the rich lady, but ended up giving up completely and swore that whoever cooks in this life would be a dog.
As evening approached, the snowflakes outside the window became more dense. Jiang Qin was learning how to make willow leaf dumplings when he suddenly received a call from Zhang Baiqing.
He handed the dumplings to Feng Nanshu, wiped his hands on his apron, took out his phone and raised it to his ear.
"Jiang Qin, the dumplings are delicious. Thank you for thinking of me."
Jiang Qin realized that it must be Jiang Tian and the others who delivered the dumplings, and said with a smile: "Principal, what are you talking about? This is what students should do."
"By the way, how do you mix the stuffing? It smells quite fragrant. I'll ask my family to learn from you and make it according to your method in the future." There was joy in Zhang Baiqing's voice.
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Jiang Qin had no idea how Jiang Tian and the others made the stuffing, so he coughed and said, "Principal, this is our Jiang family's secret stuffing, a secret that cannot be passed on. Only the daughter-in-law can learn it after she gets married."
Feng Nanshu, who was standing by, raised her head slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and accidentally pinched the filling out.
Zhang Baiqing couldn't help but chuckle on the phone: "Wow, a dumpling filling has a patent? You really deserve to be an entrepreneur. If you don't make money, who will?"
"Principal, this has nothing to do with money. The main reason is that I am a little scheming. I hope that the principal will think of me when he wants to eat dumplings next time."
"You're so proud of yourself for praising me. All right, go ahead and do your work. I'll arrange for someone to install the air conditioner for you tomorrow."
"Thank you, Principal. We are in need of a refrigerator in Room 208. You are a timely help."
"????"
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qin received cordial greetings from Lao Lu and Zhu Feng one after another. They both gave full marks to the dumplings. It seems that Jiang Tian and the others' cooking skills are really good, and it was worth his help in finding a classroom.
When Wei Lanlan saw him hang up the phone, she asked, "Boss, do you have secret stuffing too?"
"Whose family doesn't have an ancestral tradition?" Jiang Qin said proudly.
"Is it true that only a daughter-in-law can learn it?"
"Roughly the same."
Jiang Qin was talking nonsense, and when he turned around, he found that the dumplings in the rich woman's hand were in a mess.
what happened
Didn’t you learn quickly and well just now
"Boss, it's almost time for dinner, shall we cook the dumplings?"
"Cook it. I'm a little hungry too."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone began to quickly put away the pots and pans, started to boil water and cook dumplings, and prepare hot pot at the same time.
Room 207 was originally a reception room. It was not as crowded as Room 208. After being tidied up by Yang Shuai and Ma Yubao, it became quite spacious. With three desks put together, it could barely accommodate everyone.
As the steam rose, the windows began to be covered with a layer of white mist. It didn’t feel like the winter solstice but more like the Chinese New Year.
A moment later, Professor Yan came over with a sullen face, as if he had smelled something.
We agreed that public facilities cannot be used for personal purposes, so why is it that hotpot alone is not enough and dumplings are being cooked as well
"Jiang Qin..."
"Professor Yan, these are freshly-made dumplings. Would you like to try one?"
Professor Yan picked up the snack and tasted one, then reached out to take the bowl. "Activities with a sense of atmosphere like this can really enhance the cohesion of the team. This can also be considered part of the job."
Jiang Qin saw through the situation but didn't say anything, and asked everyone to take a seat.
After a while, Cao Xinyue came with Hong Yan and Tang Lin and sat not far from Professor Yan.
Tang Lin had seen Feng Nanshu once during the fight in the corridor. Although it was only a glimpse, the impression left on her was that she was a stunning beauty. But when she saw her a second time, she was surprised to find that the face in front of her was even more beautiful than she had imagined.
This... Who will win