Vol 2 Chapter 646: Qin's business acumen

"Hehe, Mr. Yang, let me tell you that our family, Qin Luo, has a talent for doing business as a child, and he can turn into pocket money from the old school textbooks when he was young..."
No wonder Yang Peishan often hears that some students in the Fourth Middle School have lost their books after a summer vacation. The original reason is here.
From a certain point of view, this is really business savvy.
"I can see it..." Yang Peishan nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Yang, it's not just that, our Qin Luo also has..."
Looking at Yang Peishan's frantically twitching mouth, Qin Luo had the urge to dig a hole.
Fu Xiaowan is not showing off, he is pitting her!
"Mom! Can you say a few words less?" Qin Luo said complainingly.
Let Fu Xiaowan continue to say that, Qin Luo's personal set up with great difficulty will all collapse!
"Why am I wrong?" Fu Xiaowan raised her pretty eyebrows when she heard Qin Luo's words.
"Yes..." Qin Luo gritted his teeth.
What Fu Xiaowan said was pretty good.
"So what else do you want to say now?" Fu Xiaowan asked, squinting.
"No!"
"This is not enough." Fu Xiaowan smiled slightly and turned her eyes to Yang Peishan again: "Mr. Yang, I will tell you about our Qin Luo..."
"Uuuuu...really a real mother!"
Qin Luo's nose was sour, and burst into the kitchen tearfully.
Instead of being caught between Fu Xiaowan and Yang Peishan, Qin Luo might as well get into the kitchen.
...
In the kitchen, a smile flashed across Qin Lin's eyes as he watched Qin Luo coming in a hurry.
He had long guessed that Qin Luo would be unable to resist.
"Why, I can't stand it so soon?" Qin Lin asked with a smile.
"I now finally know why you like to get into the kitchen."
"why?"
"Because of my mother." Qin Luo said with a serious face: "Dad, I actually admire you, you can stand up for so many years.
How long has it been since then? ten minutes? Five minutes?
In less than five minutes, Qin Luo couldn't stand it anymore, but his father Qin Lin had been able to stand it for decades.
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Qin Lin's eyes suddenly narrowed: "You really want to know the reason?"
"what?"
"Because of your father, I am in good health!"
"..."
Emmmm, what reason is this?
After Qin Lin glanced white, Qin Luo bent over and picked up the kitchen knife.
"Oooh, why did you suddenly think of cooking?"
"It's because of interest."
Emmmm, is this also a reason?
Glancing at Qin Luo, Qin Lin carefully observed Qin Luo's every move with his hands on his hips.
A few months ago, Qin Luo's bowl of fried rice doubled the business of the small restaurant.
And now he expects Qin Luo to surprise him again.
Ginger, shallots, star anise, vanilla...
I saw Qin Luo holding a knife in his right hand, making a few swords in the air, and various spices instantly turned into powder.
"carrot!"
Qin Luo suddenly shouted.
"Heh, I really regard 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's hand.
"give!"
"pork!"
"give!"
"..."
Da da da!
After washing the meat, Qin Luo placed it on the chopping board and flew with both hands, one knife, two knives, three knives...The meat 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 movements.