"Then Uncle Gong fought for the opportunity, and, along with their section chief and vice factory director, they persistently persuaded the leaders above and got a spot in the exhibition, although it was said to be a very remote corner position."
Qin Huai said he had seen this kind of plot before; it was common in the period dramas that Qin Luo liked to watch.
"Then... Mr. Gong helped the Silk Factory land a huge order, became famous in one fell swoop, got promoted and a raise, and became the sales section chief?" Qin Huai started guessing the rest of the story.
"More or less." Zheng Siyuan nodded, "Uncle Gong not only secured a huge order but also got a foreign exchange order, becoming the undisputed top salesman at the Silk Factory. The factory gave him a special bonus, and he used that bonus to eat Crab Dumplings at the State owned Restaurant for a month straight."
It was all connected, turns out this was a continuous drama.
Turns out in reality, the inspirational male lead of the period drama, after earning his first bonus through his own efforts, spent it eating Crab Dumplings for a month.
Qin Huai first marveled at this drama, then thought it over, suddenly feeling something seemed off, and asked, "I admit this story is very inspirational, but can it be used to encourage young kids who can’t handle the hardships of learning to cook?"
Isn’t it a bit off-topic professionally?
Can kids understand if you use this kind of story to motivate them?
Isn’t this plot a bit too complex for kids?
"The point my uncle made in telling me this story is that facing difficulties and working hard will allow you to eat Crab Dumplings for a month." Zheng Siyuan said expressionlessly.
Unexpectedly, Master Huang, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, also used to trick kids back then.
"Did you get to eat them?" Qin Huai asked.
Qin Huai saw a hint of futility in Zheng Siyuan’s already expressionless face.
"No." Zheng Siyuan said, "At that time, my dad was busy doing business, he didn’t have time to make snacks for me, and after 5 days, he didn’t want to do it anymore."
"My dad told me to learn well, so that when I grow up, I can make them for myself and eat as much as I want, for as long as I want."
"By the time my cooking skills were good enough to learn how to make Crab Dumplings, I found I didn’t like that kind of snack at all, so I didn’t really learn it."
Qin Huai didn’t know what to say, he really wanted to comfortingly pat Zheng Siyuan on the shoulder, but now his hands were full of the smell of shrimp and crab, making it hard to reach out, so he could only mentally pat Zheng Siyuan on the shoulder.
"You’ll get used to it. Adults love making empty promises." Qin Huai comforted, "Luoluo also grew up eating my ’cakes’ from a young age."
"If your dad won’t make them for you, I’ll make them for you, it’s just a month of Crab Dumplings. It’s okay if you’re not at Huang Ji in the afternoon, starting today, I’ll make Crab Dumplings every morning, we’ll eat them for a month first!"
"You’ll be the first to eat every day!"
He appreciated Qin Huai’s kindness, but he felt like Qin Huai might be taking advantage of him.
The most important thing is, he doesn’t like Crab Dumplings.
Zheng Siyuan glanced at the Crab Man Qin Huai and his peeled shrimp and crab.
He wanted Chicken Soup Noodles.
A few days ago, Qin Huai had a sudden idea to make Chicken Soup Noodles for the staff lunch.
That day’s Chicken Soup Noodles were really tasty, the lunch ones were much better than the morning ones.
Zheng Siyuan hadn’t had such delicious hand-pulled noodles in a long time.
Zheng Siyuan pursed his lips, said nothing, and continued mixing the filling.
Should he also buy something for Qin Huai’s place?
Zheng Siyuan thought.
But what to buy? Qin Huai’s place wasn’t that big to begin with, and recently it’s been stuffed full by Gong Liang.
His dad really should have rented a bigger three-bedroom house, then they wouldn’t have this hassle.