Chapter 202 Ding, the egg custard is ready

After walking around the yard, in addition to testing whether there would be any tasks issued, Ji Qingzhi also took a good look at the situation in the yard. If it really wanted to open for business, the small restaurant in the front yard needed to be redecorated and tidied up, and the tables and chairs should be replaced with new ones. In short, it needed a complete makeover. The only thing that wouldn't be changed was probably the door plaque that had been passed down, right?

Thinking of this, she walked under the door plaque and looked up at the door plaque she had seen since she was a child. Just as she was guessing the origin of the door plaque, the stern voice in her mind sounded again, with obvious anger: "You useless thing, the fireworks on the door plaque are getting less and less, no wonder it's getting darker."

"Ancestor?" Ji Qingzhi asked tentatively, but unfortunately there was no response.

Ji Qingzhi was not discouraged when she didn't get a response. She moved her gaze to the door plaque again. It seemed to be a lot darker than before, and it seemed that it needed to be cleaned.

She lowered her eyes, opened her cell phone and checked her account. She had saved some money over the years. She put away her cell phone and walked towards her room in the backyard. When she opened the door, her eyes became moist again. The room was spotless, obviously because Old Ji cleaned it regularly.

Since she has decided to run a restaurant, moving back is a must and she also needs to contact a decoration company. Of course, Ji Qingzhi did not forget to continue contacting the expert team. She has to give it a try before giving up.

She bought the apartment in the city two years ago. Although it was a bit small, it made her feel at ease. She has always been a decisive person. After packing up her things, she directly called a moving company to send them back.

The neighbors who lived here were all old neighbors who had lived here for decades. The news of the move attracted a lot of attention, especially Aunt Li, who was a little happy when she saw her: "Qingzhi, are you planning to move back home?"

"Well, I haven't thanked you and Uncle Li properly for what happened that day." Ji Qingzhi's face was full of gratitude.

"How is your father? When will he be discharged from the hospital? He must be very happy to know that you moved back home, right?" Aunt Li was very happy for Old Ji.

When mentioning Old Ji, Ji Qingzhi paused, then tried to speak calmly: "My father can't be discharged from the hospital yet."

Aunt Li wanted to ask something else, but she quickly swallowed back the emotion she was trying to suppress, and patted her on the shoulder. "Don't be polite to us if you need any help, and don't feel burdened. Old Ji has helped everyone a lot over the years."

"Okay, I got it." Ji Qingzhi lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, trying to control the tears in her eyes. Once upon a time, she hated his nice-guy attitude the most, but now she was just glad that he had good relationships with people, so she was sent to the hospital in time.

Aunt Li couldn't help but sigh when she saw this. She had seen how difficult it had been for the father and daughter over the years, so she tried to help them as much as she could.

The news that Ji Qingzhi moved back to Linyin Road quickly spread among the neighbors. Although she had a lot of negative news over the years, the neighbors here had watched her grow up, so they naturally didn't believe it. She moved away in the first place to prevent reporters and paparazzi from disturbing everyone's normal life. Everyone couldn't help but wonder, now that she moved back, is she no longer going to act?

After putting away the things she had moved in, Ji Qingzhi checked her phone. She still had time to go to the hospital before meeting with the designer from the decoration company.

In the ward, Ji Yuanfu was still lying there quietly. The doctor had just told her that all his vital signs were normal, except that he could not wake up.

Ji Qingzhi didn't say anything, but just stared at Old Ji on the hospital bed, praying in his heart that he would wake up soon.

Because of Mr. Ji's special situation, the visiting hours were limited every day. Soon the visiting hours ended, and Ji Qingzhi went to the agreed place.

The floor plan in her hand was found in the cabinet in Old Ji's room. This floor plan was well protected because when she was a child, Old Ji once told her proudly that he had renovated it the year he got married. The difference was that at that time they were still a happy family of three, staring at the floor plan and smiling happily.

"The layout doesn't need to be changed." This was Ji Qingzhi's only request for the redecoration.

The communication with the designer went very smoothly. Except for the restaurant in front, the backyard did not need to be moved. There were traces of her growth from childhood to adulthood, as well as traces of another person's existence. She thought that neither she nor Lao Ji would be willing to rebuild it.

The restaurant's early preparations were proceeding in an orderly manner. The agent changed her number and called. When she answered, she was scolded: "Ji Qingzhi, you are so bold, aren't you? You dare to block my number. Do you still want to stay in this circle?"

"Sister Yan, let me remind you that my contract has expired. I am no longer an artist of the company, let alone an artist under you." Ji Qingzhi's tone was filled with disgust. Eight years ago, when she was only seventeen years old, she signed an eight-year contract with the company with the thought that she would definitely regret it.

She didn't want to admit it before, but now she had to admit that no matter whether she was excellent or not, it was not a reason for her to ignore herself. Eight years of self-denial should end at this moment.

"What do you mean? Don't forget the supplementary notes in the contract." The company has the priority right to renew the contract.

"It was the company that didn't want to renew my contract before. I have the recording in my hand. I'll do whatever Sister Yan wants to do." Ji Qingzhi's tone was colder than usual.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time: "Okay, Ji Qingzhi, you're great."

After hanging up the phone, the woman called Sister Yan threw her phone to the ground. The company really had no plans to renew the contract with Ji Qingzhi. They originally wanted to use this to lure her into signing a new variety show and serve as a control group for the company's newcomers, so as to squeeze out her last bit of value. Who knew they miscalculated? She wanted to see which company dared to sign her?

After ending the call with Sister Yan, Ji Qingzhi was in a bad mood. It took a lot of courage to admit that his persistence for many years was a mistake.

Fortunately, her loss did not last long, because she received a call from the expert assistant team. After email communication and confirmation, the professor in their team was very interested in Ji Yuanfu's case and a consultation could be arranged tomorrow. This news made Ji Qingzhi very happy.

At this moment, she thought that although the choices she made in the past few years may not be correct, it now allows her to feel at ease to hire an expert to treat Old Ji, so sometimes right or wrong does not seem so important.

Compared to the system that inexplicably appeared in her mind, Ji Qingzhi actually trusted medicine more, but to her disappointment, the expert consultation and all the reports still could not find the cause. This made Ji Qingzhi a little disappointed. When she returned to Linyin Road, many people gathered around her to ask questions, and she remembered that the decoration company had already arrived today.

Everyone kept asking about Old Ji's situation and the renovation of the restaurant. Ji Qingzhi knew that in addition to curiosity, they were more concerned. She patiently answered them and finally said, "Yes, the restaurant will reopen after the renovation."

Some neighbors had already visited Ji Yuanfu and naturally knew about his condition, so when they heard Ji Qingzhi's words, they looked at her with doubt in their eyes, as if to ask, "Can she do it?"

When they all left and Ji Qingzhi entered the restaurant to check the situation, the mechanical voice that had disappeared from his mind for almost two days rang out again: "Renovation and reconstruction, reward points 100."

Thinking of the previous reminder that the points were zero and could not be checked, Ji Qingzhi had a flash of thought in her mind, and soon a light screen appeared in front of her. In addition to the points record, there was also a redemption channel. She tried to click on it, and the screen was full of various things, whitening pills, Qingming pills, Ji Qingzhi saw the Baining Pills at the end at a glance. She intuitively felt that this was what Ji Yuanfu needed. She took a look at the required points, almost 1 billion points, which was really cruel.

But no matter how cruel it was, at least it gave her hope, and she finally felt a little relieved.

When the decoration company was renovating, Ji Qingzhi was not idle either. Apart from visiting Old Ji in the hospital every day, she used the time to practice her cooking skills. No matter how sensitive her taste and smell were, they still needed practice.

Fortunately, she has hidden the fact that she can cook over the years, but she still cooks for herself when she is alone in the apartment, so the cooking feel is still there.

On the third day of her practice, the long-lost mechanical voice sounded again: "Ding, 100 points for making the egg custard."

Custard? Ji Qingzhi was full of questions, but for the sake of 100 points, he still took out the eggs from the refrigerator, cracked the eggshells on a bowl, poured out the egg liquid, and then stirred it quickly with chopsticks. Compared with using an egg beater, the egg mixture mixed by hand tasted better. Next, add water and a little salt, and then use a fine mesh to drain the foam, and finally put it in the steamer.

Ji Qingzhi went through the whole process smoothly, because egg custard was something she often made for breakfast. After steaming it over high heat for ten minutes, Ji Qingzhi confidently took out more egg custard from the pot. Well, it was still as perfect as before. She picked up the soy sauce next to it and dropped two drops on it, then skillfully used a spoon to draw diamond-shaped patterns.

It was not until she finished a bowl of egg custard that Ji Qingzhi realized something was wrong. The one hundred points were not credited to her account. When she was wondering what went wrong, she found that the light screen that had appeared just now appeared again, and the word "failed" was written under the task.

Mission failed, so the egg custard just now was not up to standard? Ji Qingzhi was a little confused. She didn’t think that what she had just made was a failure. She had eaten egg custard from various stores during her years of filming. She didn’t dare to say that hers was the best, but it would definitely be among the top three. So where did she fail?

In the next few days, Ji Qingzhi seemed to be possessed by a demon. He would make egg custard as soon as he opened his eyes every day, but the light screen still showed failure.

On the third day, when she had just poured the egg mixture into the bowl, the stern voice rang out again: "When stirring, stir in the clockwise direction first, then in the counterclockwise direction."

Ji Qingzhi was confused for a second, and then she roughly understood that the clockwise rotation he mentioned was true, so she started stirring according to his instructions.

"Use your wrist, not your arm, to apply force evenly to the egg liquid."

It took eight minutes to stir the egg liquid as instructed. Ji Qingzhi could vaguely hear him complaining about his lack of strength. She felt sweat about to drip from her forehead, so she quickly stepped back and wiped the sweat with a tissue. It was still early spring, but she could already feel the sweat.

“After adding warm water and stirring evenly, add a little salt, skim off the foam, add a little lard, and wait until the water boils before putting it in the pot.”

"Do you want to add lard?" Although Ji Qingzhi was a little confused, he honestly opened the refrigerator, took out the lard can, scooped a little with a spoon and put it in the bowl, and asked you to put it in the steamer next to it.

Ten minutes later, the egg custard was freshly baked again. The golden and smooth egg custard exuded fragrance. Ji Qingzhi skillfully dripped Jiang oil on it and made diamond-shaped cuts to let the soy sauce spread to every corner of the bowl. She took the spoon next to her, scooped a small spoonful, and slowly fed it into her mouth after the heat disappeared.

The tender and smooth taste contains the fragrance of lard. Compared with the usual method, today's egg custard is particularly tender, smooth and fragrant. Ji Qingzhi couldn't help but try it again, and then sighed that it turns out that just a slight change can make the taste so different. Cooking is really an interesting science.

I originally thought that with the guidance of the ancestor, this mission would definitely be successful. Unexpectedly, the light screen still showed failure, but the progress bar below the failure had reached 80%. It seems that the method is correct, and what needs to be done next is precise communication.

Ji Qingzhi tidied up the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to record the items she needed to buy. Only after she finished all this did she see the message from Jiang Lianmeng, "Didn't you say you wouldn't be going to that variety show? 】

In addition to this message, there was also a link attached. She clicked on the link and saw the travel variety show her agent had mentioned before. Besides her, the participants also included Song Panyan, a newcomer that the company planned to promote. With the guidance of the internet trolls, all the people below were praising Song Panyan by scolding her. Seeing this, Ji Qingzhi could not help but sneer. She had already terminated the contract, and they still wanted to use her?

She sent a message to Jiang Lianmeng with the exit link: "I'm not participating. I didn't renew my contract and I'm quitting the circle. 】

Jiang Lianmeng [Quit the circle? ! ! ! 】

Ji Qingzhi [Yes, I retired from the entertainment industry to inherit the family business. 】

Ji Qingzhi told her in a joking tone, and sent her his location, asking her to come and play with him when she was free.

Jiang Lianmeng: What about this hot search? 】

Ji Qingzhi: [I will clarify. 】

She had been under Yan Si's command for so many years, and she had really made the best use of her. She was bound to squeeze every drop of blood out of her. Originally, they wanted to part ways amicably, but she insisted on dragging her down. Then she could only protect her own rights.

Ji Qingzhi quickly logged into the Dayan software and announced that her withdrawal from the entertainment industry was not only a counterattack, but also an explanation to those who liked her. Although there were many black fans, there were also people who liked her. In addition to this statement, Ji Qingzhi also attached the previous statement in which she and Yan Si threatened her to appear on variety shows by renewing their contract.