70: Chapter 70 What exactly is a "grandpa-level" culinary ability?

[ Would you like to draw a prize? ]

Qin Xun paused, raised his beer bottle, took a sip, chuckled, and said softly.

"Draw, draw his grandpa's!"

[ Ding! ]

[ Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Grandpa-Level Gourmet Ability. ]

Qin Xun shuddered as if a force like a tornado had surged into his body.

When the trembling stopped, he felt no changes in his body and looked completely bewildered.

What the hell?

Grandpa-Level Gourmet Ability?

Shouldn't it be culinary skills?

And which grandpa is it exactly?

Is it the grandpa who is a state banquet executive chef, the grandpa picking his feet at the village entrance, or the grandpas from "Chuuka Ichiban!" or "Shen Chu Xiao Fu Gui"?

He regretted his big mouth earlier.

He pulled up the panel and saw:

[ slacking-off value: 0 ]

[ 100,000 slacking-off value points required for the next draw. ]

Qin Xun's expression turned somewhat ugly.

"This system is black-hearted enough!"

"It's already gone up to 100,000 points?"

Based on his observations over the past few days, he determined that the more exaggerated, reckless, and lawless his slacking-off behavior was, the faster his slacking-off value would increase.

And that 100,000 points?

"Wouldn't I have to slack off while riding on Niu Xiaojun's head to earn that much?"

Qin Xun sighed, subconsciously raised the beer bottle, and took a sip.

Instantly, the taste of the beer exploded in his mouth.

Extremely clear.

Flavors he usually couldn't detect were now clearly tasted.

He spat it out.

"The beer's ratio is wrong, and the brewing process is terrible!"

"It tastes so damn bad!"

Suddenly!

He froze!

He licked his lips, and his eyes gradually lit up.

Damn it!

Could this Grandpa-Level Gourmet Ability mean that as long as it's food, whether it's processed food or chef-prepared cuisine, I can critique it inside and out?

Qin Xun immediately threw the beer bottle into the trash can and walked into a small stir-fry shop by the side of the road.

The shop was bustling with business, crowded with people, and it was almost impossible to find a seat.

The air was filled with the aroma of cooking.

Qin Xun sniffed lightly, paused, then took a deep breath, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

"Hmm... the aroma of gutter oil."

"Not bad at all!"

Seeing the landlady's face turn cold and reveal a hint of panic.

Qin Xun quickly walked out and made a report call.

"Hello! Is this the Market Supervision and Administration Bureau?"

"I found a..."

He found another restaurant.

Qin Xun walked in.

The landlady greeted him warmly. Seeing that he was handsome, she arranged for him to sit not far from the counter so she could sneak peeks at the handsome man.

Qin Xun ordered three dishes.

The dishes were served quickly.

He took a bite of the stir-fried pork, nodded in satisfaction, and whispered.

"The chili peppers weren't sautéed thoroughly, and damn it, they weren't even washed. Failure."

"The garlic wasn't stir-fried until fragrant, and they used sprouted garlic. Failure."

"The meat is frozen, cut in uneven thicknesses, and the ratio of fat to lean meat is wrong. Failure."

The landlady watched Qin Xun's whispered critique, her face as ugly as if she had eaten a fly.

Another basin of spicy boiled fish was served.

Qin Xun sniffed it, looked at the layer of red oil floating on the boiled fish, and again revealed an intoxicated expression as if he had smelled the fragrance of flowers.

He muttered again.

"Hmm, not bad!"

"This red oil is a long-time employee!"

He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish.

"Not bad! Not bad! It's a dead fish, not freshly killed."

"It would be unjust if this shop doesn't make a fortune!"

He put down his chopsticks, pushed the boiled fish aside, and couldn't be bothered to eat it.

The waiter brought the third dish, coriander beef, to the table.

Qin Xun took a look, nodded in satisfaction, and muttered.

"Hmm! Not bad, not bad at all!"

"This shop still has a bit of conscience; they didn't use the lowest-grade pure duck 'Mongolian beef,' but a mid-grade mixture of duck and pork."

He picked up his chopsticks, ready to take a bite.

Suddenly, he noticed a figure walk up to him. He looked up and saw the landlady.

The landlady looked down at Qin Xun, a somewhat awkward smile on her face, and placed a red bill on the table.

"Handsome, it's not easy to run a shop these days. Could you please show some mercy?"

Qin Xun explained.

"Landlady, you've misunderstood!"

"I'm not here to extort money."

The smile on the landlady's face froze for a moment, then she took out another 200 from her pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Why don't you go expose other shops?"

Qin Xun: "???"

Is it really this hard to eat a meal nowadays?

He sighed, picked up the 300 yuan, and silently walked out of the restaurant.

...

11:30 PM.

Qin Xun returned to the rented apartment. As he pushed the door open, he saw Xia Ning wearing a black nightgown, sitting on the living room sofa watching TV.

Black was cold and sexy, and Xia Ning could pull it off.

She sat very upright and meticulously, not even leaning her back against the sofa.

As the door opened.

Xia Ning turned her head, nodded in greeting.

Qin Xun also nodded, quietly glanced at her belly, walked into the room silently, closed the door, and headed toward his bedroom.

Suddenly.

He heard Xia Ning call out to him.

"Qin Xun, you came back so late, don't you have anything to say?"

Qin Xun paused, turned to look at Xia Ning, looking completely bewildered.

He thought.

"What the hell should I say to you!"

"You're not... my mom!"

As soon as Xia Ning said it, she regretted it!

She had just returned to the apartment from the hospital and taken a shower, thinking about Qin Xun coming back later.

Being a man and a woman alone in the same room made her a bit nervous.

But after waiting for a long time, he still hadn't come home.

She was worried that he might have been poached by a headhunter on the way!

And would never come back!

Now that she had finally waited for Qin Xun, she saw him walking to his bedroom without saying a word. Xia Ning felt the atmosphere was so awkward, it made her uncomfortable.

She wanted to greet him first to ease the awkward atmosphere.

But...

The atmosphere seemed even more awkward!

Qin Xun watched Xia Ning quietly for a while, seeing her face was a bit awkward, her right hand gently pressing on her lower abdomen, feeling somewhat helpless.

He couldn't hold it against a pregnant woman.

He walked over slowly, sat on the other end of the sofa, hesitated for a moment, and looked troubled.

"I do... have something I want to say to you."

Xia Ning was a bit nervous, afraid he would say something out of line, so she quickly turned her head, looked at the TV screen, and said softly.

"Go ahead."

The TV was playing "Animal World," and at that moment, on the screen, a male lion was mounting a female lion.

Her face flushed red; she felt the shame of being caught watching AV.

However, she did nothing, watching the male lion mount the female lion seriously, with the attitude of "my heart is pure, so everything I see is pure."

But then she heard Qin Xun's voice.

"Xia Ning, your family is quite rich, right?"

Xia Ning quickly turned her head, worried that he had discovered she was the company president, feeling a bit nervous.

She kept a straight face.

"It's... okay, just an ordinary family."

Qin Xun looked at Xia Ning's twisting and hesitating appearance, hesitated, and then said.

"Lend me 2,000 yuan."

"I'll pay you back when I get my salary at the end of the month."

Xia Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

Without a word, she picked up her phone and transferred 2,000 yuan to Qin Xun.

"What are you borrowing money for again?"

Qin Xun accepted the payment.

"To rent a place, I'm moving out tomorrow."

Xia Ning: "???"

She stared at Qin Xun without blinking, her voice cold and slow.

"The money, give it back."