Chapter 47 - Sweets
At about eight o'clock, the door opened. Shi Feiye looked up from the document and saw Qin Buzhu had already come in. She saved the document casually: "You are back. The food should still be hot. Are you hungry?"
Qin Buzhu took off his coat and hung it on the wall. The coldness he had felt outside was instantly dispelled by the warmth inside. He glanced over and saw that there was food on the table in the dining room, but it was all covered. "Not bad."
Without saying that he had come back after abandoning his brothers, Qin Buzhu changed his shoes and went into the house: "You must be hungry by now, I just need to wash my hands."
"I'm fine, not that hungry. I couldn't resist this afternoon and ate an apple and a piece of chocolate. Feeling guilty, I decided to eat less tonight. Now that I'm no longer hungry, I won't overeat today." Shi Feiye's words were tinged with pride, as if she was clever about her own hunger.
Qin Buzhu paused while washing his hands and shook his head silently. A voice came from the bathroom: "Apples are not high in calories, and it's okay to eat a little chocolate occasionally. Don't starve yourself to death. I may not be able to come back often, so I will let you know if I am not coming back. You can eat when you need to. You don't have to wait for me."
"Oh..." Shi Feiye also felt that someone like Qin Bulu would not be like other people with stable jobs who would go home on time every day to eat. If he didn't come home, she could relax a little and just cook for herself.
Feeling guilty, Shi Feiye prepared a rather sumptuous dinner. Remarkably, she even steamed the buns herself. There were different kinds of buns, small and exquisite: flower rolls, sugar-filled rolls, wowotou, sweet potato rolls, etc. They looked very cute, and each one was probably only two or three bites long.
Qin Buzhu picked up a steamed bun and finished it in just a few bites. He thought it tasted good and said, "The bun is pretty good."
"Yeah, yeah. I spent three or four days researching how to make the best steamed buns. Later, I figured out the specific ratio and time, and the steamed buns are what they are today. I like flower rolls and sugar-filled buns the most. My friends like them too. When I have nothing to do—"
Shi Feiye paused while speaking. Oh no, in his excitement he almost let something slip.
Qin Buzhu glanced at her casually, noticing a flash of nervousness in her eyes, and nodded naturally: "This craftsmanship is indeed good. Are you talking about your university friend?"
Shi Feiye breathed a sigh of relief, nodded quickly, and said with a smile: "Yes, we were friends in college. We haven't been in touch much since then. I haven't steamed buns for a long time. I didn't expect my skills haven't deteriorated, haha."
Fortunately, the boss didn't think about it in other ways, otherwise it would have aroused suspicion in an instant. Shi Feiye secretly felt fortunate and didn't notice the interested look on the other person's face.
"By the way, I've been cooking the chicken soup for quite some time. You should drink some." Shi Feiye changed the subject, pointing to the chicken soup in the white porcelain basin and signaling to Qin Bulu.
"Okay..." Shi Feiye's chicken soup was always delicious. Qin Bulu really liked it. Other soups lacked a certain flavor, but Shi Feiye's soup had all five flavors. He knew it wasn't about the taste, but the feeling of having someone take the trouble to make soup for you.
When Qin Buzhu was little, Mrs. Qin also liked to make chicken soup for him, but the taste was not very good. However, because she always claimed that drinking chicken soup was good for children's health, Qin Buzhu was always forced by Mr. Qin at that time to drink the chicken soup.
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