abnabooks Chapter 22 The Night's Movements, An Introduction to the Chef Profession
Chapter 22 The Night's Movements, An Introduction to the Chef Profession
With two people,
Qin Chuan returned to the gathering place of beggars.
en route,
He also instructed the two men to find two familiar beggars to bring along the next day to work as errand boys for the gambling den.
Wang the Cripple and Xiao Wu both nodded.
The three of them were indeed quite busy today and lost quite a few orders.
After receiving the gift money,
Qin Chuan went to the clinic to see Zhou Bapi.
After two days of recuperation, Zhou Bapi looks much better and should be able to get out of bed in a few more days.
This happened much faster than Qin Chuan had expected; he had thought Zhou Bapi would have to stay in bed for at least another half a month.
If Zhou Bapi's injuries improve and he gets out of bed, then the gambling den's affairs will definitely not be kept from this person.
Who is Zhou Bapi?
They're the kind of people who pluck feathers from passing geese.
Knowing that he was making money running errands at the gambling den, how could he not be tempted?
At that time, either we'll take a cut, or we'll take over the business and run it ourselves.
Regardless of the outcome, Qin Chuan will not fare well.
He didn't want his hard-earned fortune to be given away to this skinflint for nothing.
We still need to think of a solution first.
......
Back inside,
After preparing some food, Qin Chuan was about to lie down on the bed to sleep, as he was exhausted after a long day.
In the middle of the night,
Qin Chuan suddenly woke up.
I didn't wake up naturally; I was awakened by the sounds of fighting.
The sound came from deep within the alley, and it seemed quite loud in the dead of night.
Qin Chuan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
There was a sound of something moving outside; the clattering of ping-pong balls mixed with shouts grew closer and closer.
"Don't run!"
"I found him here!"
"Stop him! Don't let him get away!"
......
Qin Chuan held his breath, pressed himself against the wall to the window, and looked outside.
The moonlight was faint, and it was pitch black outside the courtyard, so you couldn't see anything at all.
Only faintly visible were people holding torches around them, the flickering flames casting intermittent light on the walls.
"Where did you go?"
"I just saw them coming this way, how come they disappeared in the blink of an eye?"
"Split up and search! You go that way, you go this way, don't let him get away!"
......
Qin Chuan frowned.
Judging from their tone, it didn't sound like an ordinary fight; it sounded more like they were chasing someone.
Moreover, he recognized a familiar voice among the sounds coming from outside.
It was Wu Laosi.
It was obvious that the Iron Hand Gang members were outside.
Thinking back to what Wu Laosi had said last time, Qin Chuan finally understood.
I guess they're after the person who escaped last time, but I wonder if they can catch him this time?
as time flows,
The noise outside was also getting quieter and quieter.
Qin Chuan couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep again.
......
The next day, after helping Aunt Liu get ready, Qin Chuan went to the school.
When we arrived at the destination, it was the same old spot.
The window closest to the podium offers the best view and the clearest sound.
He held the tree branch, pricked up his ears, and listened intently to the teacher's voice, word by word.
This listening lasted for almost half an hour.
Midway through, Qin Chuan also realized that the teacher must have discovered him.
When the old master got to the crucial point, his gaze would intentionally or unintentionally sweep out the window.
Qin Chuan looked up and met the Master's gaze. The two stared at each other for a brief moment through the window.
The Master did not stop, but continued to lecture on his book.
Qin Chuan also lowered his head and continued writing.
He knew that the old scholar hadn't seen nothing; rather, he had seen it but chose not to drive him away.
Since the teacher didn't come over to chase him away, it was clear that he tacitly agreed to let him stay and listen in.
Qin Chuan knew what was going on. How could a teacher in a school not see a living person squatting outside the window?
However, since he was dressed neatly, didn't shout or disturb the students inside, they turned a blind eye.
In response, Qin Chuan said that he could only continue to "listen in" with a clear conscience.
no way.
Firstly, he was born into a beggar family and had no household registration, so he couldn't attend school at all.
In this world, household registration is a person's root; those without roots can't even touch the threshold.
Even if he had money in his pocket, the gentleman wouldn't accept it. Who would know where he came from?
Secondly, there's the financial reason. While the tuition for formal enrollment isn't exorbitant, it's still a considerable expense for his current family background.
Adding in the cost of writing brushes, ink, paper, inkstones, books, and other miscellaneous expenses, his two strings of cash were simply not enough.
Therefore, auditing classes is currently the best solution.
On his way back after finishing his studies for the day, Qin Chuan opened the panel.
Occupation: Scholar
[Level: lv1 (46/100)]
[Professional Skill: Literacy]
Proficiency increased by 25 points, reaching 46 points, which is close to halfway.
at this time,
Another message popped up on the panel.
[Professional requirements met, entry into the chef profession]
Upon seeing this message,
Qin Chuan was also taken aback.
How did I suddenly become a "chef"?
The two requirements for starting are five dishes; last time I was missing a cold dish.
However, I bought two cucumbers yesterday and made a cucumber salad, so I think that's done.
Another requirement is to gain the approval of at least five people.
In Qin Chuan's opinion, there should only be four people.
Aunt Liu, Uncle Li, Wang the Cripple and Xiao Wu, where did this last person come from?
Qin Chuan was somewhat puzzled.
Could it be that the wontons I made for Aunt Liu this morning made a positive impression on a customer at the wonton stall?
Unable to understand the reason, Qin Chuan was too lazy to think about it any further; anyway, he had already entered the "chef" profession.
He looked at the panel, intending to check the information about this new profession.
Occupation: Chef
[Level: lv1 (0/100)]
[Professional Skill: Chef]
[Chef (Passive): Deepens understanding and handling of ingredients; able to perceive the balance of heat and seasoning during cooking]
Looking at the skill description, Qin Chuan seemed to be deep in thought.
To put it simply, this "chef" skill makes him feel more comfortable in the kitchen.
No need to worry about how to cut the ingredients, what temperature to heat the oil, or how much salt to add.
Overall, it can be considered a life skill.
They were almost in front of the house.
Qin Chuan also turned off the panel, unlocked the door and entered the house, then walked towards the kitchen.
He prepared some food in the kitchen, originally intending to make rice balls to bring to Wang the Cripple and the others as a starting point for their "chef" careers.
I never expected that I would have already mastered the basics.
But since we've already done it, we might as well bring it along; maybe it'll even give us some professional experience.
Qin Chuan opened the pot lid, and a thin layer of steam wafted out, followed by several bowls of rice and dishes.
He was about to start making rice balls, but just as his hand reached down...
He sensed something was wrong.
The food seems to be less than when I left.
Could it be that I misremembered?
wrong!
Qin Chuan's mind raced, and he instantly realized what was happening.
It's not that I misremembered.
It turned out that someone had been secretly eating in the kitchen!
That's why there was so little steam when he first lifted the lid.
That's why he suddenly got started in the "chef" profession!
Moreover, judging from the time it took this "chef" to become an apprentice...
That person is still inside the house; there's absolutely no way they could have left!