They are all reborn, who will fall in love?.

Chapter 170

It was snowing in the afternoon, and the winter sun shone thinly, lightly but kindly.

Jiang Qin moved the chair to the balcony of the dormitory, chatted with his roommates while warming himself up, until 02:30 in the afternoon, when he was a little drowsy from the sun, he patted his buttocks and turned to leave.

"Jiangge doesn't talk about loyalty, he still runs around during the winter solstice, and he doesn't even go to the Internet cafe."

"You can't blame him. He has business to do. He is different from us. Brothers must learn to understand and tolerate."

Ren Ziqiang's eyes widened, and he didn't quite understand how such empathy could happen to Cao Guangyu.

But when he came back to his senses, he found that Lao Cao had already changed his clothes and put on a scarf. He opened the door without saying a word, and was about to leave.

"Old Cao, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to talk about a relationship, remember, learn to tolerate."

"?????"

Three minutes later, Jiang Qin strolled to 3, and heard an extremely lively sound coming from inside.

Wei Lanlan, Wen Jinrui, Tan Qing, and Shi Miaomiao were chatting and making noodles, and Dong Wenhao's cosplayer's double-knife turkey was frantically chopping stuffing on the chopping board, and they were all red-eyed.

"Boss, happy winter solstice!"

Jiang Qin reached out and took off the down jacket, and handed it to Shi Miaomiao: "Happy Winter Solstice, have all the payment for each dormitory building been collected?"

Tan Qing heard the sound and said: "It's all collected. Senior sister Xu Yu has already entered the account. For some merchants with large advances and tight cash flow, we have already paid them out first, and the rest of the payment will be arranged in early January."

"It's better to unify the settlement time, and don't mess it up, otherwise Xu Yu's workload will be increased in the later reconciliation work."

Xu Yu was kneading his face, and smiled sweetly: "It's okay boss, with Lan Lan and Tan Qing helping me, the work is quite easy."

Jiang Qin nodded, and walked around to Dong Wenhao's side: "I just ate the dumplings from the cafeteria this morning, and the stuffing is really not very tasty."

Dong Wenhao immediately turned his head 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 loss, or we have to create a separate cuisine for you."

"Lin University doesn't have this major, otherwise I would definitely apply."

Dong Wenhao stopped and wiped his sweat quickly, thinking that the difference between a less chef and more writers in the world should not be very big.

"Wait, put a coin in it, whoever eats it will get a kiss from my boss, how about it?"

Looking at the pot full of fillings, Jiang Qin had a whim.

"Huh? Then I won't eat, I'll just eat hot pot."

"Shut up, you don't want it, don't the other female employees want it? How selfish!"

The girls in 207 glanced at each other, and their charming laughter sounded instantly: "Boss, even if we want you, we dare not give it to you. The lady boss kicked your knee?"

"It's a bit disrespectful for you to talk like this."

Jiang Qin said something with a blush, and remembered the scene of the little rich woman kicking the test machine in the game city, hehe smiled, and didn't continue this topic, as if everything just happened never happened, just a dull pain in his knees, Probably the old cold leg committed a crime.

"It's better to put a coin in, it's a lottery, and the kiss is fine, and the reward is 500 yuan."

"The coin is so dirty, I don't know how many people have touched it."

Wei Lanlan thought for a while, and took a piece of chocolate from the snack box beside her: "Just wrap this, at least it's cleaner than coins."

"Okay, chocolate dumplings, very creative, with a small black mouth, quite delicious."

Jiang Qin wiped his hands, turned to look at Lu Feiyu: "Old Lu, have you bought the ingredients for the hot pot?"

"I didn't buy it. We don't have a refrigerator in the office. It's so hot in the room. I'm afraid it will melt if I buy it."

Lu Feiyu is tinkering with the useless TV that he applied for last time, but after working for a long time, it is still a snowflake.

Jiang Qin clicked his tongue after listening to it: "Is there no refrigerator? Principal Zhang is also true. I can't remember it. Can't he take the initiative to send one?"

The corner of Lu Feiyu's mouth twitched: "Boss, your skin is thicker than the dumpling skins rolled out by sister Su Nai."

"Huh? Su Nai knows how to roll dumpling wrappers?"

"When I came here, I tried to roll a piece, like an old man wearing a hat and leading a dog, it's art."

Jiang Qin was overjoyed: "Where did Su Nai go? Call me over and ask her to perform for me live."

Lu Feiyu raised his head: "Sister Su Nai gave up on herself and went back to 208 by herself. Oh, by the way, the proprietress is also in 208. She came here early in the morning."

"Who else?"

"No, it's just the two of them."

"..."

Jiang Qin's expression changed, he got up immediately, walked out of 207, and walked into 208.

Fortunately, Su Nai was chasing normal dramas with his earphones on, and he didn't even notice anyone coming in, and no door to a new world was opened.

Feng Nanshu, on the other hand, fell asleep lying on her desk, her soft long hair hanging down, dyed orange by the sunlight outside the window, her eyelashes were curved, her sleeping face was cute, her waist was full and curvy, and her snow-white skin was soft and smooth.

He reached out to take down the down jacket of the little rich woman, and lightly put it on her, and then he heard the girl chattering in sleep.

After bowing his head and listening for a while, Jiang Qin's eyes were a bit complicated.

Are you calling my name in your dreams?
The situation is very bad...

Jiang Qin was silent for a while, pulled up a chair and sat down, looked at Feng Nanshu for a long time in the afternoon sun, and gradually became anxious, so he reached out and picked up the newspaper that Professor Yan put on the table.

"Ten new shares are issued in a row, and there may be surprises for unpopular subscriptions."

"The new policy rules for second-home loans have been introduced, and the down payment ratio has been reduced to 20%."

Jiang Qin sat cross-legged in the sun, with a meticulous expression, warm and deep eyes.

An hour later, the little rich woman woke up and was surprised when she saw Jiang Qin, but she didn't move. She continued to lie on the table and stare at him with a cute and peaceful expression.

"Have you had enough sleep?" Jiang Qin put down the newspaper.

"Jiang Qin, have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, I just finished making the skins and stuffing, and I'm waiting for the proprietress to take the lead in making dumplings."

"Then I'll go."

Feng Nanshu wiped her saliva, trotted along with Jiang Qin, and went to 207 to make dumplings.

She hadn't tried it before, but she learned it quickly and well. Wei Lanlan and the others called the proprietress amazing, coaxing the corners of the little rich woman's mouth to rise, and couldn't even maintain her cold expression.

After wrapping it, she held the dumpling in her hand and handed it to Jiang Qin.

Afterwards, Su Nai couldn't help itching, so she came over and tried to behave like a little rich woman, but finally gave up completely, swearing that whoever cooks and who is a dog in this life.

Seeing the evening approaching, the snowflakes outside the window became denser. Jiang Qin was learning how to make Liu Ye Dumplings when he suddenly received a call from Zhang Baiqing.

He handed the dumplings to Feng Nanshu, wiped his hands on the apron, took out the phone and held it to his ear.

"Jiang Qin, the dumplings are very good, thank you for thinking of me."

Jiang Qin realized that Jiang Tian and the others should have delivered the dumplings, and said with a smile on his face, "Whatever the principal said, this is what students should do."

"By the way, how do you mix this stuffing? It's quite delicious. I'll let my family learn it, and I will follow yours in the future." Zhang Baiqing's voice was full of joy.

"?"

Jiang Qin didn't know how Jiang Tian and the others mixed the stuffing. He coughed and said, "Principal, this is our secret stuffing made by Jiang's family. It's the kind of stuffing that is not passed on. Only the daughter-in-law can learn it after entering the door."

Feng Nanshu on the side raised her head slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and accidentally squeezed out the stuffing.

Zhang Baiqing couldn't help but snorted on the phone: "Good guy, there is a patent for a dumpling stuffing? You really deserve to be an entrepreneur. If you don't make a fortune, whoever will get rich."

"Principal, this has nothing to do with money. The main reason is that I am a little cautious. I hope the principal will think of me when he wants to eat dumplings in the future."

"It's a blessing to praise you, that's all, you go ahead, I will arrange for someone to install the air conditioner for you tomorrow."

"Thank you principal, we are short of a refrigerator in 208, you are really timely."

"?????"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qin received cordial greetings from Lao Lu and Zhu Feng one after another. They all gave full marks to the dumplings. It seems that Jiang Tian and the others are really good at their craftsmanship, and it is not in vain for him to help find a classroom.

Seeing him hang up the phone, Wei Lanlan asked, "Boss, do you also have secret stuffing?"

"Which family doesn't have an ancestor." Jiang Qin looked arrogant.

"Is it true that only the daughter-in-law can learn it?"

"more or less."

Jiang Qin was full of nonsense, and when he turned his head, he found that the dumplings in the hands of the little rich woman were already scattered and disfigured.

what happened?

Didn't you learn quickly and well just now?

"Boss, it's almost time for dinner, how about making dumplings?"

"Cook it, I'm a little hungry too."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone began to put away the pots and pans quickly with their hands and feet, started to boil water to cook dumplings, and prepared hot pot by the way.

Room 207 was originally a reception room, not as crowded as Room 208. In addition, Yang Shuai and Ma Yubao tidied it up, making it very spacious. The three desks put together can barely accommodate everyone.

As the steam rose, the windows began to be covered with a layer of white mist. It didn't look like the winter solstice, but more like the New Year.

After a while, Professor Yan came back with a sullen face as if he had smelled it.

It was agreed that public utensils should not be used for private use, so how come the hot pot is not enough, even the dumplings are cooked?

"Jiang Qin..."

"Professor Yan, try one of the newly baked dumplings?"

Professor Yan picked up the chopsticks and tasted one, and then reached out to take the bowl together: "Activities with a sense of atmosphere like this can really enhance the cohesion of the team, and this can be regarded as part of the work."

Jiang Qin didn't tell the truth, and called everyone to sit down.

After a while, Cao Xinyue came along with Hong Yan and Tang Lin, and sat down not far from Professor Yan.

Tang Lin met Feng Nanshu once during the hallway battle. Although it was only a glimpse, the impression she left was that she was stunning in the world. But when she saw her again for the second time, she was surprised to find that the face in front of her was more beautiful than she imagined. Even more beautiful.

This... who can win?

(End of this chapter)