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

  TL: Etude

  Iernoon, as the snow cleared, the winter sun cast a thin, delicate light, gentle and weling.

  Jiang Qin moved a chair to the dormitory baly, basking in the warmth while chatting leisurely with his roommates. By two-thirty, feeling slightly drowsy from the suted his backside a.

  “Jiang is really heartless, running around even on the Winter Solstiot even joining us at the i cafe.”

  “You ’t bme him, though. He’s got busio take care of, unlike us. As brothers, we o uand aolerant.”

  Ren Ziqiang’s eyes widened, hardly believing suderstanding could e from Cao Guangyu.

  But as he snapped back to reality, he saw Cao had already ged his clothes, ed a scarf around his neck, and silently opehe door, ready to slip away.

  “Old Cao, where are you off to now?”

  “I’m off for a casual romance. Remember, learn to be tolerant.”

  “??????”

  Three mier, Jiang Qin strolled into Room 207 and was greeted by a bustling se.

  Wei Lann, Wen Jinrui, Tan Qing, and Shi Miaomiao were busy chatting and kneading dough, while Dong Wenhao, cospying as a double-sword turkey, freically chopped stuffing oting board, his eyes red with fervor.

  “Boss, happy Winter Solstice!”

  Jiang Qin took off his down jacket and ha 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 merts with tight cash flows and rge advance payments, we’ve already paid them. The rest will be settled in early January.”

  “It’s best to keep a unified payment schedule to avoid fusion. Otherwise, it will increase Xu Yu’s workload ter on.”

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

  Jiang Qin hen approached Dong Wenhao. “I had teen dumplings this m. The filling was really not up to par.”

  Dong Wenhao immediately turned around. “Boss, try my Dong’s secret stuffing ter.”

  “Always ‘Dong’s’? Old Dong, why didn’t you bee a chef? Our try really missed out. Otherwise, they’d have had to create a whole new cuisine just for you.”

  “If our uy offered that major, I would have definitely enrolled.”

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

  “Let’s put a in one of the dumplings. Whets it gets a kiss from the boss. How about that?”

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

  “Ah? Then I wo. I’ll just stick to hotpot.”

  “Shut up. If you don’t want it, the other female staff might. So selfish!”

  The girls in Room 207 exged gnces and burst into giggles. “Boss, even if we wa, we wouldn’t dare. Wouldn’t the boss dy kick your ko pieces?”

  “You speak so disrespectfully.”

  Jiang Qin feigned a stern face, then remembered his boss dy’s feat of smashing the game mae in the arcade. He chuckled and didn’t tihe topic, as if none of it had happened. However, his knees ached slightly, probably old rheumatism fring up.

  “Let’s still put something in a dumpling for luck, but fet the kiss. Whoever finds it gets five hundred yuan.”

  “A is too dirty, who knows hoeople have touched it.”

  Wei Lann thought for a moment, then took a piece of chocote from a snack box. “Let’s use this instead, it’s definitely er than a .”

  “Great idea. A chocote dumpling, very creative. Eating it will leave a funny bck mouth, quite amusing.”

  Jiang Qin wiped his hands and turo Lu Feiyu. “Old Lu, did you buy the hotpot ingredients you were supposed to?”

  “No, I didn’t. Our office doesn’t have a fridge, and it’s so hot in there. I was afraid they’d melt if I bought them.”

  Lu Feiyu was fiddling with a television they had requested but never used, which was still showing nothing but static.

  Hearing this, Jiang Qin clicked his tongue in disapproval. “Ne? What’s Principal Zhang thinking? ’t he just send one over proactively?”

  Lu Feiyu’s mouth twitched. “Boss, your skin is thicker than the dumpling ers Su Nai rolls out.”

  “Huh? Su Nai roll dumpling ers now?”

  “She tried rolling one when she came. It looked like an old man wearing a hat, walking a dog. Quite artistic.”

  Jiang Qin was immensely amused. “Where’s Su Nai? Call her over. I wao perform this for me live.”

  Lu Feiyu looked up. “Sister Su Nai gave up a back to 208. Oh, and the boss dy is also in 208. She’s been here since early m.”

  “Who else is there?”

  “Just the two of them.”

  “…”

  Jiang Qin’s expression ged instantly. He stood up, left 207, aered 208.

  Fortunately, Su Nai was engrossed in her drama with headphones on, oblivious to his entrand any new worlds being opened.

  Feng Nanshu was asleep at her desk, her soft, long hair falling in tendrils, tinted e by the sunlight from the window. Her curved eyeshes framed a cute sleeping face, her body’s tours full and shapely, her skin fair and smooth.

  He gently draped his down jacket over her, then heard her murmuring in her sleep.

  Bending down to listen, Jiang Qin’s gaze grew plex.

  Even in her dreams, she’s calling my his is troubling…

  After a moment of silence, Jiang Qin pulled up a chair and sat, watg Feng Nanshu uhe afternoon sun, his mood growing anxious. He then picked up a neer Professor Yan had left on the desk.

  “Teocks unched, surprises may e from ued subscriptions.”

  “New policy details for sed-home loans released, down payment ratio reduced to 20%.”

  Sitting cross-legged in the sunlight, Jiang Qin’s expression was serious and focused, his eyes warm and deep.

  An hour ter, Feng Nanshu woke up, surprised to see Jiang Qin, but she didn’t move, tinuing to lie on the desk, looking at him with a well-behaved and tranquil expression.

  “Slept well?” Jiang Qin put down the neer.

  “Jiang Qin, have you eaten?”

  “Not yet. Just finished preparing the dough and filling, waiting for the boss dy to lead the dumpling making.”

  “Then I’ll ght now.”

  Feng Nanshu wiped her mouth and followed Jiang Qin to Room 207, running along the way. She had ried before, but learned quickly and did well. Wei Lann and the others praised her, making Feng Nanshu smile, uo maintain her usual aloof expression.

  After finishing, she held up a dumpling in her palm to show Jiang Qin.

  Soon, Su Nai couldn’t resist joining in, trying to mimig Nanshu, but ultimately gave up, swearing o cook again in her life.

  As evening approached and snowfkes began to fall more densely outside the window, Jiang Qin was learning to make willow leaf-shaped dumplings when he suddenly received a call from Zhang Baiqing.

  He hahe dumpling to Feng Nanshu and wiped his hands on the apron before answering the phone.

  “Jiang Qin, the dumplings are great. Thank you for thinking of me.”

  Realizing Jiang Tian and the others must have delivered the dumplings, Jiang Qin replied with a smile, “Principal Zhang, that’s what students should do.”

  “Ah, how did you mix this filling? It smells really good. I’ll have my family learn this and make it like you do,” Zhang Baiqing’s voice carried a note of pleasure.

  “?”

  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 that’s not passed on except to a daughter-in-w who ehe family.”

  Feng Nanshu, standing nearby, slightly lifted her head, her eyeshes trembling slightly, actally squeezing the filling out.

  Zhang Baiqing couldn’t help but chuckle on the phone, “Well, a dumpling filled with a patent? Truly worthy of arepreneur. If you don’t get rich, who will?”

  “Principal, it’s not about the money, really. It’s just that I have a little scheme, hoping that when you crave dumplings ime, you’ll think of me.”

  “Praising you a bit and you’re already over the moon. Alright, you go ahead with your work. I’ll arrange for someoo install an air ditioner for you tomorrow.”

  “Thank you, Principal. Room 208 just happens to need a refrigerator. You’re really a godsend.”

  “??????”

  After hanging up, Jiang Qin received more warm greetings from Old Lü 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 .

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

  “Doesn’t every family have some aral secret?” Jiang Qin said with false pride.

  “Really? Only taught to a daughter-in-w?”

  “Something like that.”

  Jiang Qin was talking nonsense wheurned around and noticed the little rich dy’s dumplings were now a mess.

  What happened?

  Weren’t they doing well just a moment ago?

  “Boss, it’s almost time for lunch. Shall we cook the dumplings?”

  “Let’s do it, I’m a bit hungry too.”

  As the words fell, everyoarted to effitly up the pots and pans, getting ready to boil water for the dumplings and prepare for a hot pot.

  Room 207, inally a reception room, wasn’t as cramped as 208. ed up by Yang Shuai and Ma Yubao, it was quite spacious. Three office tables put together could just about aodate everyone.

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

  Moments ter, 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 ohen reached for the bowl, “Activities like this, with a sense of atmosphere, indeed enhaeam cohesion. This be sidered part of the work, I guess.”

  Jiang Qin saw through but didn’t say, gesturing for everyoo 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 frontation, 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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