Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 895 - 442: Someone Else’s Kid_3

Qin Huai is not Guli; he can't manage to work 14 hours a day as a baseline. For Qin Huai, working 10-12 hours a day is already his limit. He comes early in the morning, takes a 1-2 hour break at noon, and does some casual work in the afternoon; then a pleasant day is over.

Of course, this pleasant day only applies to Qin Huai.

Zhao Cheng'an is almost overwhelmed by Qin Huai.

Zhao Cheng'an feels his current grievances can support 10 Evil Sword Immortals. If he can't come up with a reasonable excuse to go out and play for a week in the next two months, he might make a decision that goes against his ancestors—leave the chef's trade for a week of fun and then come back.

And get beaten to death by his master.

But Zhao Cheng'an thinks getting beaten to death is a future problem; playing first and then getting beaten to death seems quite alright.

Making snacks, Zhao Cheng'an stared blankly at the focused Qin Huai kneading dough and asked soulfully, "Qin Huai, aren't you tired?"

"Not really," replied Qin Huai, "Are your hands sore?"

"I'm not talking about physical exhaustion," Zhao Cheng'an's face was numb, "We've been doing this for years, just making snacks every day isn't really tiring. What I mean is, aren't you mentally exhausted?"

"Exhausted?" Qin Huai glanced up at Zhao Cheng'an and actually saw exhaustion etched on his face, "Why would I be exhausted? I'm currently leveling up my skills, seeing them rise daily is such a motivation boost."

Zhao Cheng'an: ...

There's really nothing much to say to someone as neurotic as you.

Damn, why am I not neurotic? If I could imagine a game system and see specific numbers, maybe I wouldn't be wishing for death now.

Zhao Cheng'an suddenly kind of understands why Qin Huai might have a brain issue. With such intense work, it's hard not to have a brain issue; Zhao Cheng'an even envies Qin Huai's brain issue a little.

"Have you never thought of taking a break? At Zhiwei Restaurant, we actually have days off, four days off a month." Zhao Cheng'an whispered like a devil.

"I don't need a break now," Qin Huai said, "To be precise, I'm quite pressed for time. Over in Shan City, people are waiting for me to return. Plus, the longer I'm away, the greater the chance for our neighborhood elders to come over and buy a house. And soon my little sister will be on summer break; it's best if I keep an eye on her tutoring, or her mind will definitely wander..."

"Before mid-July, or by August at the latest, I aim to significantly improve overall even if I can't level a skill to master level."

"Have you noticed that my buns have been more standard lately?" Qin Huai asked.

"Have you noticed my master is more annoyed with me these days?" Zhao Cheng'an retorted.

Qin Huai: ?

Zhao Cheng'an only wanted to howl towards the sky and shed two lines of tears: "For so many years, I've always been the child of someone else, never suffered the pain of having a neighbor's child."

"I should've been damned a few years ago!"

Qin Huai: ...

Not knowing what to say, Qin Huai could only forcefully change the subject: "I heard something, all the paintings in the exhibition we attended last time were sold, apparently to two buyers."

"I don't know if it's because I don't understand or what, but is the sales rate of student exhibitions really that high? Such investment value—did I buy too few back then?"

Zhao Cheng'an: ...

Zhao Cheng'an didn't speak, just focused on making snacks.

He wouldn't tell Qin Huai that the two buyers were him and Boss Su's daughter.

Zhao Cheng'an finds comfort in knowing that although he bought many paintings, they ultimately serve no purpose and offered no enlightenment. Seeing Boss Su's daughter also unenlightened makes him feel much better.

Thinking about it this way makes Zhao Cheng'an feel a lot better again.

Indeed, comparison is what causes harm, hahaha, Boss Su's daughter bought eight more paintings than him!