"Master Qin not needing money is indeed a problem. The house prices in Yunzhong District are quite high. To be safe, go ahead and buy a set for me first."
"Okay, Mr. Gong. Do you have any other instructions?"
"Find out from Dong Shi what kind of fruits Master Qin likes. Make sure the Bone Setting Shop prepares them every day, and when Master Qin comes over, have the fruit platter ready and served. Pay attention to the details."
The assistant left, and Gong Liang picked up his phone, opened the chat with Qin Huai, thought for a moment, and sent another message.
Gong Liang: Master Qin, I saw your post on Moments last night. It seems your sister is attending an international high school and her grades aren’t very ideal. I know a few renowned tutors who are excellent at tutoring in subjects like physics, chemistry, biology, computer science, Japanese, German, Spanish, and French. Do you need me to recommend a few?
In the kitchen, Qin Huai, who was having breakfast, immediately saw the new message from Gong Liang.
Qin Huai receives about four or five similar messages every day.
Qin Huai thought it would be better if Gong Liang just transferred money. Anyway, Huang Shengli said that a transfer can be accepted directly, but he really didn’t know how to reply to such messages.
Because he was really tempted.
It wasn’t that his willpower was weak; it’s just that the enemy’s sweet temptations were too enticing.
Thankfully, Gong Liang was one of the first to venture into the business world early, didn’t stray, and all his businesses are legitimate. Otherwise, Qin Huai really worried he would find another stable, secure job and stay in it until retirement.
Gong Liang is really forward-thinking.
Today’s breakfast was simple glutinous rice shumai and wontons.
Sometimes Qin Huai really admires Zheng Siyuan. If he had to make the same snacks every day, he would have gotten bored long ago, but Zheng Siyuan never gets tired of it. He loves focusing on making one type of snack until it’s perfected before moving on to the next.
Maybe that’s the fundamental difference between quantity and quality.
"Did Mr. Gong send you another message?" Dong Shi asked, carrying wontons over to Qin Huai.
"Asking if Luoluo needs a tutor," Qin Huai replied.
"Mr. Gong really likes your snacks," Dong Shi remarked, "We don’t get this kind of treatment. Even the elder brother doesn’t. As an ordinary disciple, I at most get a big red envelope during the New Year. The elder brother is a bit better, getting gifts during festivals."
"Your treatment is almost like the master’s now."
Qin Huai was a bit surprised, as he thought Gong Liang treated everyone . Ever since knowing that Gong Liang was a spirit, Qin Huai found everything Gong Liang did understandable, given that this is the most irrational life period for him.
He isn’t even human; what more can you expect from him?
"Just now, Mr. Gong’s assistant asked me what fruits you like to eat. Do you have any particular favorites? You should be able to eat them at the Bone Setting Shop after work today," Dong Shi directly asked.
Qin Huai thought for a moment, "Peaches and mangoes, and fresh longans."
Dong Shi immediately replied to the message.
"Mr. Gong treats me so well, and I haven’t even made him apple dough balls. I feel a bit embarrassed," Qin Huai remarked.
For some reason, Qin Huai feels a bit of end-of-life care towards these spirits. The general feeling is: Well, since it’s , eat whatever you want.
All Gong Liang wants is to eat a couple of dough balls. It’s not like he’s breaking any major rules.
"If you want to make them, just make them for Mr. Gong," Dong Shi suggested, "The master told you not to interact with Mr. Gong because he always gets persuaded by Mr. Gong with a few words, then ends up in the kitchen, and then others come looking for him, and he’s back in the kitchen again, delaying his departure."
"Although Huang Ji’s kitchen theoretically ends work at 8 PM, when the master is in good health, he’s never left before 9 PM."
"I think the master worries too much. Qin Huai, you’re not like that; you only cook special meals for people you want."
"The other day I almost drooled seeing the apple dough balls you made, and you didn’t even make an extra one for me."
You should just ask like Huang An Yao.
He’s seen so many people drooling over the snacks he makes since he was young; why would he care?
"Next time for sure," Qin Huai said, taking out his phone to reply to Gong Liang’s message.
Qin Huai: Mr. Gong, are you coming to Huang Ji for lunch today? I might not have the time to handle the desserts for the engagement banquet you mentioned, but if you really want to eat dough balls, I can make a few for lunch today, if you don’t mind.