Chapter 187 “Is This Free to Watch? The Thirty-Six Strategies for Capturing Men!”
“WTF! Boss Lu is back from the dead!”
“Boss Lu is finally back? If he didn’t return soon, I was going to report him missing!”
“Missing person returned!”
“Rashimah! Our chef is back!”
“What? Boss Lu is back? Then I’ve just been reincarnated!”
“Reincarnated as a hungry ghost?”
“Emaciated, weak, starving, cold and hungry, waiting to be fed, enduring hunger, suffering…”
“My goddess said if she doesn’t get her Osmanthus Oolong milk tea, she’ll break up! Tomorrow is the deadline! Thank goodness, Boss Lu, you’re finally back!”
“You’re the only clingy dog I don’t mind! Your goddess has good taste!”
Lu Qin was used to the fast-scrolling group messages and edited a group announcement to send.
Once the announcement was sent, the group erupted.
Lu Qin pickled ten jars of vegetables, took a shower, and comfortably lay in bed.
Current system points: 2113.
Before going to sleep, he decided to use two advanced draws.
Lu Qin took a selfie without any beauty filters. He looked at it carefully—his features hadn’t changed much, but somehow, he seemed more pleasing to the eye. It wasn’t vanity, he just couldn’t help but want to look at it again.
Looks like the charisma attribute isn’t a joke.
Just as he was about to sleep, the rich woman sent a message. He opened it. Lu Qin widened his eyes and took two deep breaths.
A photo of her beautiful legs!
It was easy to tell it was the rich woman’s.
Under a black Valentino skirt, a pair of smooth, straight legs in high-gloss black stockings—enough to stir one’s blood.
Is this free to watch?
Was this really a test for a leader?
Lu Qin stared blankly at the phone for a minute before regaining his composure. This wasn’t the rich woman’s style; it was a little too far from her usual cold, CEO persona.
Lu Qin was about to send a question mark when he noticed the photo had been retracted. Official source ıs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽
At the villa, Shen Muyan removed the black stockings, her face burning with embarrassment. She tossed her phone aside and buried her face in the pillow. The dog-headed military strategist Fang Ya’s plan, one of the thirty-six strategies for capturing men.
Research showed that over 80% of men first focus on a woman’s legs. No man can resist the allure of sexy legs, and if there’s more, add black stockings. So, Shen Muyan went through several pairs of stockings before picking the most seductive one.
After successfully tempting Boss Lu for a minute, she quickly retracted the photo. Then she covered it up by saying, “Sent it to the wrong person,” leaving Boss Lu to think for herself.
Five minutes later, Shen Muyan suddenly realized a problem. What if Boss Lu misunderstood?
She thought for a moment, took out her phone, and sent another message.
That was it? Just “Oh”?
A few seconds later, Lu Qin sent another message.
Shen Muyan scoffed, her face turning red, as she applied a face mask and went to bed.
On the other end, Lu Qin couldn’t fall asleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw stockings. It took him ten minutes of chanting the calming mantra to finally calm his mind.
The next morning, at 4 AM, Xiao Mi arrived on her tricycle. Lu Qin had given her a key. She went straight to the kitchen, cooked mung bean paste, soaked rice noodles, washed and chopped vegetables, and prepared the filling. Everything was quiet and orderly, not disturbing the father and daughter’s rest.
At 5:30 AM, Lu Qin got up. Xiao Mi had everything ready, waiting for the chef to take over.
“Morning, Xiao Mi. Once I finish kneading the dough, let it rise and you can start wrapping the shrimp dumplings. I’m heading to the market for some ingredients; we’re launching the Bosi oil cake today.”
Lu Qin drove to the nearest farmer’s market, buying 30 kilos of flour, 10 kilos of pork lard, 3 kilos of red dates, and a jar of rose honey. Back home, Lu Qin steamed the ice crystal cake first, then rendered the lard.
“Xiao Mi, turn the 3 kilos of red dates into date paste. Remember to cook it on low heat, stirring often to avoid sticking to the pan. No need to add sugar, these dates are sweet enough.”
The Bosi oil cakes were made last. The dough puffs opened like spider webs in hot oil, then were pulled out and set aside to cool before packaging.
Packaging was tricky, as they were delicate and could crumble easily.
Lu Qin had Xiao Mi pack slowly and went to wake up the little one. Lu Qin opened the kitchen door, and the smell of rendered lard wafted into the room, immediately waking the little one.
“Wow~! Smells so good~!”
Lu Qin pinched the little one’s nose, and in a few seconds, she was fully awake.
“Daddy, is there pork cracklings?”
The little one loved eating pork cracklings, especially when sprinkled with sugar—it was crispy and delicious.
“Yes, I’ll pack you a box to take to kindergarten as a snack.”
“Yay~! Daddy is the best~! Muah~!”
The little one planted a kiss on Lu Qin’s face and ran off to wash up. After breakfast, Lu Qin took the little one to kindergarten, while Xiao Mi stayed home to wash the dishes and pack up the goods before heading out to set up the stall.
It was a bit of a traffic jam on Monday morning, but after dropping the little one off at kindergarten, Lu Qin drove to Sunshine Elementary School.
Xiao Mi had just arrived at the battlefield. A long line of people stretched from the street corner to the traffic light, twice the usual crowd, about 120 people.
More customers were on the way, as not everyone could wake up early. This terrifying scene startled many passersby. No other stalls were left in front of Sunshine Elementary School; with Lu Qin’s food stall there, no one else was making money.
There was only one stubborn bun shop still open, as not everyone managed to get food from Lu Qin’s stall.