Li Bai, Shi Yao's uncle, also chimed in with Shi Yanping, both of them beaming with excitement.
Shi Yao and Shi Xin were also very interested. If this project could really succeed, the retirement problems of Shi Yanping and her husband would be solved, and they wouldn't have to bother them anymore. Moreover, they could also receive dividends as shareholders.
Shi Xin questioned, "What you're saying sounds so good, but is it reliable?"
"Reliable? How is it unreliable?"
"It was my third aunt's second son, Luo Shuang, who pulled me into the group. I've watched him grow up since he was a child. That's why I dared to go and see him."
“This is a blood relative, so it’s definitely more reliable than strangers.”
“He has already invested his own money, and now he can make a little money from the diesel plant and chicken farming. Not to mention what will happen when the nursing home is built and opened in the future.”
Just as the four were chatting, He Qinqin came over with scallion omelets and pumpkin millet porridge: "Auntie and Uncle, dinner's ready!"
Shi Xin looked at the dishes on the table with anticipation, only to find that there was only a bowl of scallion omelet and a large bowl of pumpkin millet porridge.
She was dumbfounded: "This is all we're going to eat?"
Shi Yanping and Li Bai were hungry after traveling for so long.
Without saying a word, Shi Yanping sat down and pulled Shi Xin down to sit as well: "These eggs look pretty good. Qinqin, tidy up the kitchen and come eat too. Thank you for your hard work."
He Qinqin, who was initially nervous, received praise from Shi Yanping: "Okay!"
She turned and ran happily into the kitchen to clean up the cutting board and food scraps.
Shi Yanping then said to Shi Xin, who looked puzzled, "You don't understand what the art of managing people is, do you?"
"Remember what Mom said: short-term tactics involve slapping someone and then giving them a sweet treat; long-term tactics involve casting a long line to catch a big fish."
Shi Yanping looked like a shrewd old strategist: "This is her first time cooking, and she used to be a rich young lady, so of course we should praise her and not scold her. That way, it will be easier for her to cook a second time."
"Once she gets used to cooking for us, we'll find fault with her little by little."
"Over time, a few words of praise can get us a free nanny to cook and wash dishes."
"That way, we won't have to argue about who cooks today or whether the food is to our liking."
All the blame has been shifted onto one person.
After listening, Shi Xin gave a thumbs up: "Brilliant! Mom, you're truly brilliant!"
Shi Yanping snorted coldly: "Don't you know who I am? Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he would have to follow my rules here."
“Of course, I have different methods for dealing with different people.”
She lowered her voice: "He Qinqin and Shi Yao don't have children yet, so they're not officially linked. We can't go too far."
"We can't scare people away."
Shi Xin agreed: "That's right. Now that He Qinqin is a public figure, we need to be discreet about what we do and not let people think we're just making empty promises."
“But Mom,” Shi Xin thought for a moment, “He Qinqin is Si Jiuyin’s adopted daughter. She might not have to wash dishes at our house after she gets married. What if we can’t use these skills later?”
"You silly girl, you're being stupid again. You think I only ask her to cook and wash dishes?"
“I’m training her to be obedient. Now she can cook and wash dishes, and then she can pay money and do things.”
"If we tame her, give her a nice look, and say a few kind words, she'll be eternally grateful. That's what you call making a huge profit."
While Shi Yanping and Shi Xin were saying these things, Shi Yao was packing his things, his expression as if he hadn't heard a thing.
Because it was her aunt's assessment, He Qinqin paid extra attention when learning to cook from the video, watching it almost frame by frame. So, although the dish she made this time wasn't exactly delicious, it wasn't too salty or too bland either.
Dinner was eaten up like that. After finishing her meal, Shi Xin complained, "There were too few dishes. There was no meat dish like stir-fried pork with chili peppers. This egg is only half an egg at most."
He Qinqin's initially cheerful expression darkened upon hearing Shi Xin's words.
She looked at the bowls and plates on the table and realized that there was indeed not enough food.
In the past, when she ate at the Si family's house, even if there were only a few people, there would always be at least six dishes on the table.
I am indeed not very qualified.
Upon hearing Shi Xin's words, Shi Yao's face hardened: "Xin Xin, can't you be a little more sensible?"
"Your sister-in-law is already tired from cooking for us after work, so don't say such discouraging things. I'm very satisfied with the meal."
Shi Yao patted He Qinqin on the back: "Our Qinqin is so capable. She did a great job cooking for the first time. If she gets more skilled after a while, she'll be able to become a master chef!"
He Qinqin's eyes crinkled with laughter after being praised by Shi Yao: "That's right! Practice makes perfect, and I will do better and better in the future."
"I hope my aunt, uncle, cousins and younger cousins will give me a chance and allow me room to improve."
"Alright, Qinqin, you must be tired. Go and rest. I'll take care of these dishes."
At this moment, Shi Yao stood up and slowly began to clear the dishes.
Looking at Shi Yaozhen's slow pace, Shi Yanping said with a look of disdain, "Oh, Shi Yao, I'm really fed up with you."
"She's such a big girl, yet she's so slow at clearing the dishes. I saw Qinqin washing dishes last time, and she was so efficient. She doesn't seem like a pampered young lady at all."
Upon hearing this, He Qinqin quickly took the bowl and chopsticks from Shi Yao's hands: "Shi Yao, let me wash them. I can wash them quickly, it'll be done in no time."
"How could I accept that? Qinqin is already exhausted."
“I don’t feel tired. Besides,” He Qinqin whispered in Shi Yao’s ear, “I feel like this will earn me points with my aunt.”
Upon hearing this, Shi Yao pinched He Qinqin's ear: "You little rascal."
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