Qin Huai wrapped Xu Tuqiang with a piece of jiangri rice cake.

After 12 hours, it will be soft and sticky. There are several transparent rice rice cakes that are cut into long strips half finger wide, wrapped with red bean paste, heated and cooled, with moderate sweetness, and then put them in the white sugar.

Just two words, delicious!

Unfortunately, Qinhuai's fingering method is not good, so he can't make beautiful jiangmi rice cakes, otherwise Xu Tuqiang could still experience the dining experience of the palace ladies.

Xu Tuqiang looked at the jiangmi rice cake in the small plate in front of him with cherishing attention.

This is not an ordinary glutinous rice cake, this is the beginning of his happiness and joy.

"Don't you just have rice cakes? Look at your appearance, those who don't know thought they had picked up gold." Mr. Cao complained ruthlessly, gnawing at the buns expressionlessly.

Haha, he doesn't like rice cakes.

It is soft and sticky, but it is sticky. The most important thing is that you can’t digest the snacks made from glutinous rice when you are old, and you feel uncomfortable with your stomach being able to accumulate food.

Xu Tuqiang took a big bite at Jiangmi rice cake.

The rice cake is very sticky. Xu Tuqiang took a bite and pulled the rice cake and felt like it was broken.

The white sugar is evenly wrapped on the rice cake and sticks to the mouth. The white sugar is dense and pure sweet, mixed with the light rice aroma of the rice cake, and it is also wrapped with the delicate, soft, glutinous and mellow sweetness of the red bean paste. The three tastes and three flavors are mixed in the mouth, and they meet, blend and pull under the chewing of the teeth.

Xu Tuqiang thinks that today's glutinous rice cake is more delicious than what I bought before.

He wanted to make a satisfied voice.

But the rice cake he just bite was a bit big, and today's rice cake was a little sticky, so he couldn't open his mouth and could not make a sound.

After a long chewing, Xu Tuqiang swallowed his first bite of rice cake with satisfaction.

Mr. Qian, who was sitting opposite him:...

No, did Xu Tuqiang do it on purpose? He didn’t eat so well before!

Mr. Qian swallowed his saliva and chose the former between going to the hospital with indigestion and not being able to eat, and feeling uncomfortable when he couldn't eat.

It's okay, eating less will only make you feel uncomfortable for a while.

Mr. Qian comforted himself.

Uncle Qian thinks so and does the same.

He stood up quietly, walked to the window, and whispered to Qin Huai who was pressing the dates in the steamer: "Master Qin, can you please wrap a piece of jiangmi rice cake for me too, a small piece, I'll try it."

A pot of rice cake made by Qinhuai was well received, perhaps because he rarely made jiangmi rice cakes so seriously. The success of this rice cake made Qinhuai find that there is a market nearby, and there are many diners who love to eat rice cakes.

If it weren't for the trouble of making this thing, the rice cake itself could not be sold at a price, and the Qinhuai batch made with machines was afraid of affecting the taste, he wanted to make jiangmi rice cakes a regular snack.

At 9:40, Luo Jun walked into the cafeteria in vain.

Perhaps because Luo Jun had already left the door several times, he went out to have dinner in person this time, and did not cause a sensation among the residents of the community. The old men who stayed in the cafeteria chatted just looked up and looked at him more and continued to chat about themselves.

Luo Jun sat at table No. 9 and didn't order food.

Qin Huai knew what he wanted to eat.

Qin Huai felt strange at first, why didn’t Zhang Shumei come to buy breakfast at 9:30? It turned out that Luo Jun was going to go out to eat it in person.

Qin Huai personally served a basket of five-dine bags, two plates of jiangri rice cakes and a bowl of mung bean soup.

"Where is my Sandai bag?" Luo Jun asked.

"You try rice cakes first, and rice cakes will fill your stomach. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat them after eating them." Qin Huai said intimately.

Luo Jun really wanted to ask Qin Huai, don’t you know how to cut rice cakes smaller? But he didn’t ask because he found that the rice cakes looked good and he was willing to eat more.

Two pieces of jiangji rice cake, one piece of red bean paste and one piece of date paste filling are all covered with thick white sugar.

"Dr. Qu loves to eat sweet ones, so I made the sweetest ones." Qin Huai said.

Luo Jun nodded and began to try it.

One bite.

Luo Jun chewed slowly.

I wanted to talk, but it was obvious that the rice cake was a little sticky and I could only continue to chew it.

Luo Jun speeded up his chewing and finally swallowed.

"It's okay." This is Luo Jun's highest evaluation of the snacks made by Qin Huai in the past few days. "But even if Dr. Qu likes to eat sticky food, you're a little too sticky!"

"The taste problems can be technically adjusted. If I give them a few more times, I will probably guess Dr. Qu's favorite taste." Qin Huai explained.

Luo Jun nodded without saying anything, silently ate the remaining jiangmi rice cake, and then ate the five-ding bread and mung bean soup in turn. Finally, he pointed to the remaining rice cake on the plate and said to Zhang Shumei: "Pack this piece back later."

"Okay Mr. Luo."

"Pack me another three-die bag. I didn't eat it this morning. I'll come back at noon for dinner."

"Okay Mr. Luo."

"Will you still make jiangri rice cake tomorrow?" Luo Jun asked Qin Huai.

"Of course."

"I'm going to eat powdered sugar tomorrow. It's too sweet to wrap it around with powdered sugar. I'm not as fond of sugar as a six-year-old."

"Okay." Qin Huai also agreed to follow Zhang Shumei's appearance, "Then Mr. Luo, go to the hospital for physical therapy at half past twelve, is there any problem? I will make an appointment with Dr. Qu."

Luo Jun:...

"no problem."

"Thank you for your cooperation." Qin Huai went back to the kitchen to continue making snacks.

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At 12:30, Qin Huai came to the underground garage on time with two flavors of jiangmi rice cakes he brought to Qu Jing. He found that Luo Jun was already standing by the car waiting for him, so he quickly opened the car door.

"You are 34 seconds late." As soon as you got into the passenger seat, Luo Jun spoke up unhappily.

"This means you are very on time." Qin Huai didn't expect Luo Jun to arrive early. He thought Luo Jun would stay at home and not go out, so he asked him to knock on the door and invite people out.

"Why do I think you are looking forward to physical therapy?" Qin Huai glanced at Luo Jun.

Luo Jun's ears suddenly turned red, and he said angrily: "No, who would like to be that kind of inexplicable ghost thing? Tie you to that damn bed to pick you up and use something to electricity. It's just a waste of money to buy you!"

Qin Huai felt that Luo Jun was a little alarmist, so he took two electrode pieces, which came out of his mouth and turned into electricity.

"But the effect is still there." Luo Jun admitted reluctantly, "I've been watching movies for a long time before, and I've been getting better in the past two days."

"Then are you still doing waist physiotherapy today?" Qin Huai asked.

"Legging." Luo Jun looked out the window, "Little Qu sent me a WeChat message every day and asked me to do leg physiotherapy. I was so annoyed. You are also an unreliable person. If you don't urge you, you won't know how to trigger the task. If you trigger the task, you won't practice it well. Today I'm just making jiangmi rice cakes. What if Xiao Qu wants to eat other rice cakes, you don't have to learn it again."

"I know how many times you have to give away rice cakes for this task. I have paid the money for each project. Anyway, I have to do it all, so of course I have to do it again."

Qin Huai Xiaoxiao didn't say anything. He drove all the way to the hospital before taking out his cell phone and sending a WeChat message to Qu Jing, telling her that Luo Jun was going to do all the physiotherapy programs.

This side mission was really in vain. I fulfilled Qu Jing's wish and became healthy Luo Jun's body. I could also take a look at Luo Jun's memory.

It was Luo Jun who led Qinhuai to the rehabilitation department.

Qu Jing waited at the door of the rehabilitation department for a long time.

"Mr. Luo, we're meeting again. After you went back last time, I thought it would take at least two weeks to see you in the hospital again. I didn't expect you to come in just a few days. It seems that the physiotherapy last time worked very well." Qu Jing said with a smile, and she was still dressed up before, and she was wrapped tightly on her body, but she changed her gloves.

It can be seen that she has quite a lot of gloves.

"That's it." Luo Jun pushed the door and took a deep breath, "Legs."

"You are not allowed to come in." Luo Jun shouted outside.

"Okay, Master Xiao Qin and I will accompany you outside." Qu Jing said, turning around and greeting Qin Huai, "Master Xiao Qin, you are here to accompany Mr. Luo again today."

"I'm idle too." Qin Huai said, handing the jiangmi rice cake to Qu Jing. "Last time I remember you said you wanted to eat the dim sum made by Master Zheng. I'm not good at the dim sum he made, only the jiangmi rice cake is closer to this style."

"Today, the cafeteria sells glutinous rice cakes. I packed two servings for you to bring them to try whether they are suitable for the taste."

Qu Jing took the bag in surprise and found chopsticks inside, and was even more surprised: "What a coincidence. I missed a little late this morning and didn't have time to go to the cafeteria for dinner. I originally thought that I would go to eat after Mr. Luo's physical therapy, so you brought me some snacks."

"That's a coincidence. Why don't you try it now."

"How can I be so embarrassed?" Qu Jing said, "I'm still wearing a white coat, so eating in the corridor is not good."

"Go to the office to eat!" Luo Jun shouted inside, "I told me if it tastes delicious after eating. Xiao Qin told me that the rice cake he made today was so sweet that it was sticky and he insisted that it was a specialty."

"Xiao Qu, you can eat it now! Tell Xiao Qin that the rice cakes today are not good!"

Qin Huai praised Luo Jun’s outstanding acting skills in his heart.

Luo Jun said so, of course Qu Jing would not stand at the door stupidly.

Qu Jing, the doctor's office in the rehabilitation department, knew where she was. She led Qin Huai toward the office, took off her mask while walking, revealing her pale face without makeup.

This time, Qu Jing not only had pale skin, but also had no bloody lips. She looked like a hypoglycemia patient who ran 800 meters after not having breakfast.

"Doctor Qu, do you have hypoglycemia?" Qin Huai was startled by Qu Jing's lips.

The last time he saw Qu Jing's face, Qu Jing's face was just simple because he had never seen the pale sun for many years. Why did his lips look bloodless when he saw it today?

"It seems to be a little bit." Qu Jing nodded, "I ate irregularly when I was studying, and I often fainted as I wrote my papers."

Qinhuai:...

How can such an outrageous thing be said in such a calm tone?

What kind of workaholic is this? It's too outrageous.

"Then go to the office to eat rice cakes. The glutinous rice cake I made today is covered with a layer of white sugar on the surface."

"sweet!"

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Chapter completed!