Clearly, everyone lines up outside Huang Ji’s at around 7 am every morning, but how come you’re always cutting corners and getting your private meals, even in a private room?
Why is it that someone named Wang is so lucky?
And what’s the most notable feature of Xu Tuqiang?
It’s not his love for sticky rice cake, but his thick skin.
Xu Tuqiang was the first person in Yunzhong District to borrow Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns — he borrowed a whole bag to see his daughter, something only someone with seriously tough skin could pull off.
Xu Tuqiang immediately sought out Qu Jing for a private chat, appealing to emotions and interests, from their mutual devotion to sticky rice cakes to Mr. Xu’s recent health issues, inquiring if there were any check-up packages at her hospital.
After spinning a long tale, he started complaining about the toughness of his daily queuing for buns and steamed buns, saying how the joy of getting steamed buns after a morning run at Yunzhong Restaurant was gone forever. He heard Huang Ji’s hot dishes are delicious too, but Mr. Xu, being older, couldn’t compete with the youngsters and hasn’t had Huang Ji’s dishes since he came to Gusu.
Finally, he made his true intentions clear, asking if he could get a spot at the Sunday gathering.
Mr. Xu is no stranger to tough times; if there’s no seat, he can even stand and eat while holding a bowl.
Of course, Qu Jing couldn’t let Xu Tuqiang stand while holding a bowl, so she agreed right away.
Then Grandpa Qian came to plead his case too.
Grandma Ding brought honey as a gift.
Xu Tuqiang threw in a massage chair.
Grandpa Qian matched it with a foot spa tub.
Xu Tuqiang made fun of Grandpa Qian’s foot spa tub not being as valuable as his massage chair, which made Grandpa Qian add a head massager in anger.
Grandma Ding felt she couldn’t lose and added a humidifier and an air purifier.
The three of them entered into direct competition.
Upon hearing about this, Qin Huai wanted to give all three of them Director Qin’s WeChat, telling them to stop sending gifts since Qu Jing’s rented one-bedroom apartment couldn’t accommodate so much stuff.
Next time, if they want to , they should send money directly to the Sanmalu Children’s Welfare Institute, letting Director Qin expand and strengthen the orphanage, annexing nearby orphanages so that children from other counties can also taste Director Qin’s exposed dumplings.
In any case, although the process was bizarre, that’s how it turned out that Sunday, the gathering was full of Qin Huai’s acquaintances.
It’s just that Dr. Zhou and Director Liu, the mother and daughter, weren’t too familiar with Qin Huai.
But that’s okay, once Qin Huai introduces himself, everyone will be familiar.
Dr. Zhou and Director Liu will make themselves familiar with Qin Huai.
In Huang Ji’s 888 Room, Qin Huai and Huang An Yao were already seated and waiting.
The gathering was set for 1:45 pm, as Qin Huai had to work during normal business hours, so they had to gather during off-peak hours. The menu was pre-ordered, no need to choose dishes; they’d be served on time.
Qin Huai glanced at his phone messages: "Qu Jing and Director Liu have already started biking; Ouyang and the others are still in the neighborhood; Huihui hasn’t finished her test papers yet and needs another 10 minutes."
"Everyone will be on time."
Huang An Yao nervously rubbed his hands: "My dad asked me to entertain Dr. Qu and her friends; what if I don’t do well?"
"I’m really not good at this."
Qin Huai glanced at the [Sunday Huang Ji 888 Room Dining] group.
people, he forgot to add Huang An Yao.
"Don’t worry," Qin Huai reassured, "just let them entertain you."
The group was created on Friday, and everyone had been chatting for two days already.
Director Liu had already been contemplating what scent of aromatherapy to buy for Qu Jing.