Chapter 170: A Recipe Only a Daughter-in-Law Can Learn

Chapter 170: A Recipe Only a Daughter-in-Law Can Learn

TL: Etude

In the afternoon, as the snow cleared, the winter sun cast a thin, delicate light, gentle and welcoming.

Jiang Qin moved a chair to the dormitory balcony, basking in the warmth while chatting leisurely with his roommates. By two-thirty, feeling slightly drowsy from the sun, he patted his backside and left.

Jiang is really heartless, running around even on the Winter Solstice, not even joining us at the internet cafe.

You cant blame him, though. Hes got business to take care of, unlike us. As brothers, we need to understand and be tolerant.

Ren Ziqiangs eyes widened, hardly believing such understanding could come from Cao Guangyu.

But as he snapped back to reality, he saw Cao had already changed his clothes, wrapped a scarf around his neck, and silently opened the door, ready to slip away.

Old Cao, where are you off to now?

Im off for a casual romance. Remember, learn to be tolerant.

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Three minutes later, Jiang Qin strolled into Room 207 and was greeted by a bustling scene.

Wei Lanlan, Wen Jinrui, Tan Qing, and Shi Miaomiao were busy chatting and kneading dough, while Dong Wenhao, cosplaying as a double-sword turkey, frenetically chopped stuffing on the cutting board, his eyes red with fervor.

Boss, happy Winter Solstice!nove(l)bi(n.)com

Jiang Qin took off his down jacket and handed it to Shi Miaomiao. Happy Winter Solstice. Have all the dorm buildings settled their payments?

Tan Qing responded, All settled. Xu Yu has recorded everything. For merchants with tight cash flows and large advance payments, weve already paid them. The rest will be settled in early January.

Its best to keep a unified payment schedule to avoid confusion. Otherwise, it will increase Xu Yus workload later on.

Xu Yu, kneading dough, smiled skillfully. No worries, boss. With Lanlan and Tan Qing helping, the work is quite manageable.

Jiang Qin nodded, then approached Dong Wenhao. I had canteen dumplings this morning. The filling was really not up to par.

Dong Wenhao immediately turned around. Boss, try my Dongs secret stuffing later.

Always Dongs? Old Dong, why didnt you become a chef? Our country really missed out. Otherwise, theyd have had to create a whole new cuisine just for you.

If our university offered that major, I would have definitely enrolled.

Dong Wenhao paused his chopping, wiping sweat from his brow, feeling the world missed out on a Chef Dong but gained a Wenhao instead.

Lets put a coin in one of the dumplings. Whoever gets it gets a kiss from the boss. How about that?

Jiang Qin suggested whimsically, looking at the basin full of filling.

Ah? Then I wont eat. Ill just stick to hotpot.

Shut up. If you dont want it, the other female staff might. So selfish!

The girls in Room 207 exchanged glances and burst into giggles. Boss, even if we wanted it, we wouldnt dare. Wouldnt the boss lady kick your knees to pieces?

You speak so disrespectfully.

Jiang Qin feigned a stern face, then remembered his boss ladys feat of smashing the game machine in the arcade. He chuckled and didnt continue the topic, as if none of it had happened. However, his knees ached slightly, probably old rheumatism flaring up.

Lets still put something in a dumpling for luck, but forget the kiss. Whoever finds it gets five hundred yuan.

A coin is too dirty, who knows how many people have touched it.

Wei Lanlan thought for a moment, then took a piece of chocolate from a snack box. Lets use this instead, its definitely cleaner than a coin.

Great idea. A chocolate dumpling, very creative. Eating it will leave a funny black mouth, quite amusing.

Ah, how did you mix this filling? It smells really good. Ill have my family learn this and make it like you do, Zhang Baiqings voice carried a note of pleasure.

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Jiang Qin had no idea how Jiang Tian and the others mixed the filling. After coughing, he spoke, Principal, this is a secret patented Jiang family recipe, the kind thats not passed on except to a daughter-in-law who enters the family.

Feng Nanshu, standing nearby, slightly lifted her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, accidentally squeezing the filling out.

Zhang Baiqing couldnt help but chuckle on the phone, Well, a dumpling filled with a patent? Truly worthy of an entrepreneur. If you dont get rich, who will?

Principal, its not about the money, really. Its just that I have a little scheme, hoping that when you crave dumplings next time, youll think of me.

Praising you a bit and youre already over the moon. Alright, you go ahead with your work. Ill arrange for someone to install an air conditioner for you tomorrow.

Thank you, Principal. Room 208 just happens to need a refrigerator. Youre really a godsend.

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After hanging up, Jiang Qin received more warm greetings from Old L and Zhu Feng. The dumplings were rated highly, it seemed Jiang Tian and the others did have great cooking skills, not wasting his effort in finding the classroom.

Wei Lanlan, seeing him hang up, asked, Boss, does your family have a secret filling recipe too?

Doesnt every family have some ancestral secret? Jiang Qin said with false pride.

Really? Only taught to a daughter-in-law?

Something like that.

Jiang Qin was talking nonsense when he turned around and noticed the little rich ladys dumplings were now a mess.

What happened?

Werent they doing well just a moment ago?

Boss, its almost time for lunch. Shall we cook the dumplings?

Lets do it, Im a bit hungry too.

As the words fell, everyone started to efficiently clean up the pots and pans, getting ready to boil water for the dumplings and prepare for a hot pot.

Room 207, originally a reception room, wasnt as cramped as 208. Cleaned up by Yang Shuai and Ma Yubao, it was quite spacious. Three office tables put together could just about accommodate everyone.

With steam rising, the windows began to fog up, making it feel less like the Winter Solstice and more like the New Year.

Moments later, Professor Yan, as if lured by the aroma, came in with a stern face.

They had agreed not to misuse public resources, but why were they not only having a hot pot but also boiling dumplings?

Jiang Qin

Professor Yan, try a fresh dumpling?

Professor Yan picked up a chopstick, tasted one, then reached for the bowl, Activities like this, with a sense of atmosphere, indeed enhance team cohesion. This can be considered part of the work, I guess.

Jiang Qin saw through but didnt say, gesturing for everyone to take their seats.

After a while, Cao Xinyue arrived with Hong Yan and Tang Lin, sitting not far from Professor Yan.

Tang Lin had seen Feng Nanshu once during a corridor confrontation, a fleeting glimpse, but the impression she left was stunning. Yet, seeing her again, Tang Lin was surprised to find that the face before her was even more beautiful than she had imagined.

This who could win?

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