Chapter 646 Qin's Business Mind

"Hehe, Mr. Yang, let me tell you, our family Qin Luo has a talent for business when he was a child, and he can turn into pocket money for the old school textbooks when he was a child..."

No wonder Yang Peishan often heard that some students from the Fourth Middle School lost their books after a summer vacation. The original reason was this.

From a certain point of view, this is really business-savvy.

"I see..." Yang Peishan nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Yang, not only that, our Qin Luo also..."

Looking at Yang Peishan's frantically twitching corners of his mouth, Qin Luo had the urge to dig a hole and dig in.

Fu Xiaowan is not showing off, he is cheating!

"Mom! Can you say a few words less?" Qin Luo said with some resentment.

Let Fu Xiaowan go on like this, and Qin Luo's hard-to-establish character design will all collapse!

"Why am I wrong?" Hearing Qin Luo's words, Fu Xiaowan's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly.

"Yes..." Qin Luo gritted his teeth.

What Fu Xiaowan said was not bad at all.

"So what else do you want to say now?" Fu Xiaowan asked with narrowed eyes.

"No!"

"It's not enough." Fu Xiaowan smiled slightly and turned her eyes to Yang Peishan again: "Mr. Yang, let me tell you about our Qin Luo..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus)"

Qin Luo's nose was sour, and he rushed into the kitchen with tears streaming down his face.

Rather than being sandwiched between Fu Xiaowan and Yang Peishan, Qin Luo might as well get into the kitchen.

...

In the kitchen, looking at Qin Luo who came in a hurry, a smile flashed in Qin Lin's eyes.

He had long guessed that Qin Luo would be unable to resist.

"Why, you can't stand it so soon?" Qin Lin asked with a smile.

"I finally know why you like to get into the kitchen now."

"why?"

"Because of my mother." Qin Luo said with a serious face: "Dad, I actually admire you a lot. You can stand up for so many years."

How long has it been since you? ten minutes? Or five minutes?

In less than five minutes, Qin Luo couldn't stand it anymore, but his father Qin Lin could stand it for decades.

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Qin Lin's eyes narrowed: "You really want to know the reason?"

"what?"

"I'm in good health because of your father!"

"..."

Emmmm, what is the reason for this?

After giving Qin Lin a blank look, Qin Luo bent down and picked up the kitchen knife.

"Yohoo, why did you suddenly think of cooking?"

"Interested."

Emmmm, is this also a reason?

Glancing at Qin Luo, Qin Lin put his hands on his hips and carefully observed Qin Luo's every move.

A few months ago, Qin Luo's bowl of fried rice doubled the restaurant's business.

And now he expects Qin Luo to give him another surprise.

Ginger, shallots, star anise, herbs...

I saw Qin Luo holding a knife in his right hand and throwing several knives from his wrist in the air, all kinds of spices instantly turned into powder.

"carrot!"

Qin Luo suddenly shouted.

"Oh, I really think of myself as a chef." Qin Lin gave Qin Luo a vicious look, then turned around and took the carrot from the counter behind him and handed it to Qin Luo.

"Give!"

"pork!"

"Give!"

"..."

Da da da!

After washing the meat piece, Qin Luo placed it on the chopping board, and flipped his hands, one knife, two knives, three knives... The meat block was chopped into puree at a speed visible to the naked eye in just a few minutes.

"Are you going to make Sixi balls?" Qin Lin said when he saw Qin Luo's actions.