Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 170 A recipe that only a daughter-in-law can learn

 The snow cleared in the afternoon, and the winter sunshine shone thinly, in strands, indifferently and kindly.

Jiang Qin moved his chair to the dormitory balcony and chatted with his roommates while basking in the sun. It was not until 2:30 in the afternoon when he felt a little sleepy from the sun that he patted his **** and turned around to leave.

"Jiang Gete is not loyal. He even runs around during the winter solstice and doesn't even sit in an Internet cafe."

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

Ren Ziqiang’s eyes widened, he didn’t understand how this kind of thing could happen to Cao Guangyu.

But when he came 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 again?”

 “I’m going to have a little love talk, remember, you must learn to be tolerant.”

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Three minutes later, Jiang Qin strolled to 207 and heard an extremely lively sound coming from inside.

Wei Lanlan, Wen Jinrui, Tan Qing and Shi Miaomiao were chatting and making noodles. Next to them, there was a double-knife turkey cosplayed by Dong Wenhao, who was chopping stuffing crazily on the chopping board. They were all red-eyed.

 “Boss, happy winter solstice!”

Jiang Qin reached out and took off his down jacket, handing it to Shi Miaomiao: "Happy Winter Solstice, have all the payments for the goods in each dormitory been collected?"

Tan Qing heard the sound and said: "We have collected it all. Senior Xu Yu has already credited it all. We have already distributed some of the advances to merchants with large amounts and tight capital turnover in advance, and the rest of the payments have been arranged in early January."

“It’s best to unify the settlement time and not mess it up, otherwise the later reconciliation work will increase Xu Yu’s workload.”

Xu Yuzheng rubbed his face and smiled: "It's okay, boss. With Lan Lan and Tan Qing helping me, work is quite easy."

Jiang Qin nodded and walked around Dong Wenhao: "I just ate dumplings from the cafeteria this morning, and the filling was really not very tasty."

Dong Wenhao immediately turned around after hearing this: "Boss, please try my Dong's secret filling later."

"Dong again? Old Dong, why didn't you learn to be a chef? Our country is really at a huge loss, otherwise we would have to create a separate cuisine for you."

“Linda does not have this major, otherwise I would definitely apply for it.”

 Dong Wenhao stopped his knife and wiped his sweat. He felt that the difference between the world having one less chef and one more writer was not that big.

"How about wrapping a coin in it later? Whoever eats it will get a kiss from the boss?"

Jiang Qin looked at the basin full of stuffing and had a sudden thought.

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

“Shut up, if you don’t want it, don’t the other female employees want it? It’s so selfish!”

The girls in 207 looked at each other and laughed instantly: "Boss, even if we want you, we don't dare to give it to you. Why can't the boss lady kick your knees to pieces?"

“You really disrespect me by talking like this.”

Jiang Qin said with a bluff, and then remembered the scene of the little rich woman kicking the test machine in the game city. He laughed and did not continue the topic. It was as if nothing happened just now, but his knees were aching. It's probably Lao Han's fault.

“It’s better to put a coin in it, it will be considered as a bonus, and the kiss will be fine. The reward will be five hundred yuan.”

“The coin is so dirty, I don’t even 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 him: "Just wrap it in this, at least it will be cleaner than coins."

“Okay, the chocolate dumplings are very creative, and they are quite delicious if you eat them with a little black mouth.”

Jiang Qin wiped his hands and turned to look at Lu Feiyu: "Lao Lu, have you bought the hot pot ingredients I asked you to buy?"

“I didn’t buy it. We don’t have a refrigerator in the office and it’s so hot in the house. I’m afraid it will melt if I buy it.”

Lu Feiyu was tinkering with the TV that he had applied for last time and had never been used, but after working on it for a long time, it was still a snowflake.

After hearing this, Jiang Qin clicked his tongue: "What's the problem if we don't have a refrigerator? Principal Zhang is also serious. I can't remember it. Can't he take the initiative to give one to me?"

Lu Feiyu’s mouth twitched: “Boss, your face is thicker than the dumpling skin rolled out by Sister Sunai.”

 “Huh? Sunai can roll out dumpling wrappers?”

“When I came here, I tried to roll out a piece. It looked like an old man wearing a hat and leading a dog. It was an art.”

Jiang Qin was overjoyed: "Where is Sunai? Call her over and ask her to perform one for me on the spot."

Lu Feiyu raised his head: "Senior Sunai 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, it’s just the two of them.”

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Jiang Qin's expression changed, and he stood up immediately, exited 207 and walked into 208.

 Fortunately, Sunai was watching a normal drama with headphones on and didn’t even notice anyone coming in. No door to a new world was opened.

Feng Nanshu fell asleep lying on his desk, with his long, silky hair hanging down, dyed orange by the sunlight outside the window. His eyelashes were curved, his sleeping face was cute, the curves of his waist were plump and well-shaped, and his snow-white skin was soft and smooth.

He reached out and took off the little rich woman's down jacket, gently put a little on her, and then heard the girl talking in her sleep.

After listening for a while, Jiang Qin’s eyes were a little complicated.

 Are you calling my name in your dream?

The situation is not good... Jiang Qin was silent for a while, pulled up a chair and sat down. He looked at Feng Nanshu in the afternoon sun for a long time. His mood gradually became anxious, so he reached out and picked up the newspaper that Professor Yan put on the table.

“Ten new stocks are issued in a row, and there may be surprises for unpopular subscriptions.”

“The new policy details 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, his expression meticulous, his eyes warm and deep.

 An hour later, the little rich woman woke up and was surprised when she saw Jiang Qin, but did not move. She continued to lie on the table and look at him with bright eyes, her expression was cute and quiet.

“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, and I’m waiting for the boss lady to take the lead in making dumplings.”

 “Then I’ll go.”

Feng Nanshu wiped her saliva and followed Jiang Qin as she trotted all the way to 207 to make dumplings.

She had never tried it before, but she learned quickly and well. Wei Lanlan and the others praised the boss's wife for being so awesome, coaxing the little rich woman to raise the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't even maintain her cold expression.

After the dumplings were wrapped, she held them up in her hands and handed them to Jiang Qin to see.

Subsequently, Sunai couldn't help but feel itchy hands, so she came over and tried to imitate the little rich woman, but gave up completely and swore that whoever cooks in this life will be the dog.

Seeing the evening approaching, 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 dumpling to Feng Nanshu, wiped his hands on his apron, took out the phone and raised it to his ear.

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

Jiang Qin realized that it was Jiang Tian and the others who delivered the dumplings, and said with a smile: "Whatever the principal said, this is what students should do."

"By the way, how did you mix this stuffing? It's quite fragrant. I'll let my family learn from it and make it like you do in the future." Zhang Baiqing's voice was full of joy.

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

Feng Nanshu on the side raised his head slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he accidentally pinched the stuffing out.

Zhang Baiqing couldn't help but chuckled on the phone: "Good guy, you have a patent for every dumpling filling? You are worthy of being an entrepreneur. If you don't get rich, who will get rich?"

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

“I’ll praise you a few times and you’ll be rewarded. Okay, you go ahead and get busy. I’ll arrange for someone to install the air conditioner for you tomorrow.”

“Thank you, principal, we are in need of a refrigerator in 208. You are really a timely help.”

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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 seemed that Jiang Tian and the others were really good at their craftsmanship, so it was not in vain for him to help find a classroom.

Wei Lanlan saw him hang up the phone and asked, "Boss, do you also have secret fillings?"

 “Whose family doesn’t have an ancestor?” Jiang Qin looked arrogant.

“Is it really true that only the daughter-in-law can learn from it?”

"Roughly the same."

Jiang Qin was talking nonsense, and when he turned his head, he found that the dumplings in the little rich woman's hand were scattered.

what happened?

Didn’t you learn quickly and well just now?

“Boss, it’s almost dinner time, shall we make dumplings?”

 “Cook it, I’m a little hungry too.”

As soon as the words fell, everyone started to put away the pots and pans quickly, began to boil water to cook dumplings, and prepare hot pot at the same time.

   207 was originally a reception room, which was not as crowded as 208. In addition, it was tidied up by Yang Shuai and Ma Yubao, and it was very open. 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 celebrating the winter solstice, but more like celebrating the New Year.

 After a while, Professor Yan seemed to have smelled something, and came over with a serious face.

　　We agreed that the utensils should not be used for private use, so why can’t we just use the hot pot and even cook the dumplings?

 “Jiang Qin…”

“Professor Yan, would you like to try one of the newly baked dumplings?”

Professor Yan picked up the chopsticks and tasted one, then reached out and took the bowl together: "Activities with an atmosphere like this can really enhance the cohesion of the team. This can be considered part of the job."

Jiang Qin saw through it without saying anything and called everyone to sit down.

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

Tang Lin met Feng Nanshu once during the fight in the corridor. Although it was just a glimpse, the impression left behind was that she was stunning in the world. But the second time they met, she was surprised to find that the face in front of her was better than she had imagined. Even more beautiful.

 Who can win this...?

 (End of this chapter)