It's impossible to give away 52% of Yunzhong Restaurant's shares, but a night in the suite is still feasible.
The three of them, Qin Huai, took a taxi to the hotel. On the way, Shi Dadan sent a list of potential restaurants for dinner to Qin Huai, and Qin Huai picked one with a relatively light taste.
Yesterday, Qin Congwen whimsically decided to make dumplings. He said he hadn't shown his skills for a while and needed to make beef dumplings for the family to prove that Old Master Qin was still in top form.
Indeed, he wasn't rusty, but Qin Huai thought the beef dumplings were at best a C-. The filling was too salty and a bit greasy. Qin Huai had been feeling parched since the dumpling dinner last night until now; even when he got off the plane, the greasy taste of the beef dumplings lingered in his throat.
