CHAPTER 482: CHAPTER 268: MASTER QIN BRINGS WARMTH (PART 3)

"Going out to play or playing on the phone?"

Thanks to the snacks in her pocket, Qin Luo has developed very good relations in the village over the years. She’s always welcome wherever she goes, from the 26-year-old singles to the 6-year-old kids, everyone loves to hang out with Qin Luo.

"I’ll go to Sister Lan’s house to watch TV first." Qin Luo said with a cheeky smile, seeing Qin Huai packing up the snacks, she quickly said, "Brother, save some for me, I want to take them to Sister Lan."

"I know, this box is prepared just for you." Qin Huai pointed to a box filled with Three Meat Buns, Five Fillings Bun, and guo’er, "I’ll pack a box of Dried Tangerine Peel Tea for you in a thermos, remember to drink it later, it warms the stomach."

"Thanks, brother." Qin Luo said with a cheeky smile, curiously pointing at the other packed boxes, "Who are these for? Brother, you’re mixing the snacks; why are there two guo’er in this box?"

"Of course, they’re for the boss direct hire." Qin Huai smiled slightly.

Qin Huai realized the importance of Aunt Wang during the New Year’s Eve dinner.

He desperately needed a skilled helper who excels at chopping meat to assist him in making the Four Happiness glutinous rice during the entire New Year’s period.

This helper needs to be professional, capable, able to endure extremely long working hours, and must be willing.

Qin Huai thinks Aunt Wang has great potential.

If Aunt Wang were too busy during the New Year, Qin Huai also prepared a plan B. His third aunt’s knife skills are good, and his third uncle’s niece does alright too. The village chief’s second son-in-law reportedly worked as a chef before, and the old secretary was once a cook at the production team canteen in his youth.

If all else fails, he can consider the youngest son of his second cousin’s family. This cousin went for training at New Oriental because he wasn’t very good at academics; his knife skills should be above the ordinary.

Certainly, Aunt Wang is the preferred choice for the boss direct hire.

Qin Huai prepared the snacks.

At 7:57 PM on New Year’s Eve, a time of family reunion, gathering, and celebration, Qin Huai carried two large bags of snacks, happily knocked on Aunt Wang’s door.

Aunt Wang’s little daughter opened the door. Qin Huai might not recognize everyone in the village, but no one in the village doesn’t know Qin Huai. Seeing Qin Huai, still carrying the snacks they just ate, the little girl was very happy, she excitedly screamed and ran inside.

"Mom! Mom! Brother Huai is here! He’s bringing snacks!"

Aunt Wang’s family was in an uproar.

The villagers of Qin Family Village mostly share the surname Qin, and they’re mostly related distantly. Aunt Wang’s husband is also a Qin; by relation, he’s a somewhat distant cousin to Qin Huai.

This cousin suffered a stroke two years ago, making his legs a bit weak; he needs a cane to walk. In excitement, he shakily leaned on his cane and came out to greet them.

Normally, it wouldn’t require such formality, but the cousin had eaten a couple of guo’er ten minutes earlier.

Aunt Wang immediately accepted the offer, but expressed difficulty since she would return to her maternal home on the second day of the New Year, possibly staying until the fifth; even if she returns a day early, it would be the fourth.

The potentially non-full-time Aunt Wang pushed for Qin Huai to meet the Zhang Family at the village’s end, suggesting Mr. Zhang was once a butcher in his youth, well-versed in chopping meat. Though now elderly, his skills remain sharp, and his energy is still good. He could be considered for the boss direct hire.

The Zhang Family is one of the few non-Qin-surnamed families in Qin Family Village, so Qin Huai didn’t know them well.

Ten minutes later, Qin Huai, with a brand new bag of snacks, knocked on the Zhang family’s door.

Mr. Zhang, over 65 years old, excitedly accepted the offer, then recommended the old village secretary.

After another ten minutes, Qin Huai brought snacks and knocked on the old village secretary’s door.

Qin Family Village was shaken again.

In the past, when communication wasn’t advanced, it relied mostly on word-of-mouth; messages needed to be passed house to house. Now with advanced communication, one can just use WeChat to send messages.

Not only can you send messages, but you can also send pictures.

Images of Qin Huai bringing snacks to warm hearts began to spread rapidly among the villagers of Qin Family Village.

Master Qin, on New Year’s Eve, brought snacks to warm hearts!

Such a big bag of snacks!

Aunt Wang’s family ate so much!

Just after sending out offers from the old village secretary’s house and receiving Qin Huai’s inquiry message:...

Is he delivering warmth?

Are the villagers already excessively happy?

Now every household is waiting for him to deliver warmth, and the village chief’s house has started cleaning, afraid their place isn’t as tidy as the old secretary’s.

Wait, who spread the rumor?

Dong Shi isn’t here, yet someone spread such an outrageous rumor.

Considering the village chief’s house is already cleaning...

Qin Huai thought about the remaining dough at home.

Having trained at Huang Ji for several months, his snack-making speed had increased considerably, and he made quite a large batch today. Especially the Four Happiness glutinous rice; due to abundant ingredients, he accidentally made over forty pounds.

Fifteen minutes later, Qin Huai knocked on the door of the first house from the village head to the village end.

Qin Huai glanced at the generational list Grandma Qin sent him.

"Nine... Don’t I have a ninth great uncle? Great uncle, hello, Happy New Year! These are snacks I made today—Four Happiness glutinous rice. Wishing you a new year filled with auspiciousness, peace, smooth success, prosperity, and all the best!"

The great uncle, already waiting at the door, excitedly accepted the rice and handed Qin Huai a stack of red envelopes, "Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"

"Huaihuai, come in for some tea and watch TV."

"Great uncle, I have to go to the next house, so I won’t linger, Happy New Year!"