The longed-for village system

Chapter 92 Kneading dough creates a Qinghai Lake
For the first few dozen seconds, they kneaded the dough in a seemingly professional manner, but after adding water, flour, and water again and again, and repeating this several times, everyone gradually realized that something was wrong.

Others would add water in small amounts when kneading dough, but Chen Qing would add almost half a cup at a time, and then add a handful of flour at once. After several repetitions, a full bag of flour disappeared at a visible speed, but the table was still covered in batter.
"Sigh! We're out of flour?" Chen Qing looked puzzled as he reached out and grabbed at the air again. He muttered to himself, "It looks like a lot, but it doesn't last long at all. Looks like I'll need some more."

Although Chen Qing was muttering to himself, there were recording devices present, and his voice was clearly heard by the viewers watching the live stream through the loudspeaker.

"Pfft! Forgive me for laughing, I always thought the landlord was an all-rounder, but I didn't expect him to be a complete culinary idiot."

"What a genius! Such a huge bag of flour and a lump of batter, are you trying to make egg pancakes? Great idea, I admire you."

"What are you laughing at! There's just not enough flour. If you brought all the flour in the country, our Brother Chen could only make a lake as big as Qinghai Lake."

"Xiuer, is that you? You think you can handle just Qinghai Lake?"

After seeing Chen Qing's dough-making skills, netizens burst out laughing, and the comments were all incredibly impressive. Some even gave the production team tips, asking Lao Wang to continue providing flour.

They wanted to see what kind of dough—no, what kind of batter—Chen Qing would eventually produce.

When Lao Wang saw the fans' donations and comments, he immediately asked the logistics department to give Chen Qing some flour. He also wanted to see what kind of dough Chen Qing could make in the end.

Of course, the main reason was that he wanted to continue seeing Chen Qing make a fool of himself. You know, he had been praying for such a scene for a long time, and he never expected that God would open his eyes.

"Director Wang, how do we handle this bag of flour? Will we charge for it?"

"Charge him? No, give it to him for free. We'll provide him with as many bags of flour as he wants today for free. We're a generous production team, how could we charge him!"

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Following the director's instructions, the logistics department acted swiftly, handing over a large bag of flour before Chen Qing could even speak, their eyes filled with encouragement as they looked at him.

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Chen Qing, holding the flour, was full of questions. Had the production team suddenly had a change of heart and not charged him? And what was the meaning behind that group's look at him at the end? He saw a hint of encouragement in their eyes.

Did they think he was a good cook? Or did they think it was hard for him to cook for himself? Chen Qing felt that they still had warmth in their hearts, and she would try to negotiate with them next time.

"Xiao Chen, what did you ask Lao Wang for? Do you want an extra dish?" Huang Shi asked with a smile when he saw Chen Qing leaving, assuming that Chen Qing was going to cook an extra dish.

"Hmm! It wasn't enough, so I asked Mr. Wang and the others for some. They were really kind today, providing it for free."

Chen Qing responded to Huang Shi's words and also praised Lao Wang's generosity.

"Oh! Really? Has the sun risen in the west? Old Wang is actually providing ingredients for free." Huang Shi was a little suspicious, but didn't delve into it. He called out to Old Wang off-camera, "Mr. Wang, that's great, thank you!"

Old Wang simply smiled at Huang Shi's gratitude. These people were getting too excited. Let's continue watching Chen Qing's high-level maneuvers!

Add flour, add water, add flour again, add water again. One bag of flour is used up. This time, the dough is at least less runny than before. "Sure enough, there wasn't enough flour. Two more bags should be enough." Seeing this effect, Chen Qing became even more certain that there wasn't enough flour.

This time, Chen Qing successfully obtained two bags of flour again and received encouragement from several young ladies. Huang Shi got up this time. He saw that Chen Qing was asking the production team for materials again, and he was worried that Chen Qing wouldn't be able to handle it all by herself, so he thought he would go over and help.

"Xiao Chen, what are you doing? Don't we have flour? What are you going to do with two bags?"

After going outside, Huang Shi looked at the flour in Chen Qing's hand with a puzzled expression. According to the number of people, one bag of flour in the refrigerator was more than enough. That bag of flour would be enough to feed more than a dozen people.

"No, it's not enough, so I asked Lao Wang and the others for a few more bags, and they'll be ready soon," Chen Qing replied to Huang Shi with a calm expression.

Huang Shi was stunned for several seconds after hearing Chen Qing's words before asking in shock, "You mean you came out to get flour too? How many bags did you use?"

"Only two bags! I think two more bags would be enough. Teacher Huang, you can go back to your room and rest. Don't worry about leaving it to me."

After receiving Chen Qing's detailed reply, even Peng Peng, a complete novice in cooking, was dumbfounded. There were only seven of them; did they really need so many bags of flour?

"Xiao Chen, you're so thoughtful! Are you going to make a bowl for everyone?" After a few seconds of hesitation, Teacher He offered what he thought was a reasonable idea.

After Teacher He explained it this way, everyone realized that if it were to make a bowl of cold noodles for everyone in the Mushroom House, one or two bags of flour really wouldn't be enough, since there were more than thirty staff members and their appetites were generally better than the staff's.

Huang Shi also agreed with Teacher He's conjecture, saying that it would make perfect sense if Lao Wang provided the ingredients for free, but Xiao Chen made cold noodles for them.

"Xiao Chen, really! If you're going to do this for everyone, you should at least tell us! We could help out. It's not easy to manage the dough for dozens of people."

Huang Shi couldn't help but think more highly of Chen Qing. On such a hot day, everyone just wanted to relax, but Chen Qing took the staff into consideration when cooking. It was truly admirable.

"Let's all go help in the kitchen!"

Under Teacher He's command, everyone began to move to a different position, leaving Chen Qing behind.

Chen Qing, standing behind him, was completely bewildered. When had he said he was going to cook for Lao Wang and the others? He was only planning to cook for seven people. "Little Chen, hurry up and bring the flour in! What are you standing there for?"

Hearing Huang Shi's urging, Chen Qing could only run into the kitchen, then poured another bag of flour onto the table and started kneading it. Of course, this time Huang Shi was also there to help.

Whether it was luck or Huang Shi's assistance, Chen Qing managed to knead three bags of flour into a dough lump, but he felt that the lump was a bit too big.

"That's enough, Xiao Chen. Three bags of flour are enough. They don't have that big an appetite, any more would be a waste."

Huang Shi saw that Chen Qing was about to continue pouring flour and immediately stopped him. However, he did not doubt Chen Qing's actions and simply thought that Chen Qing did not know the appetites of these staff members.

"Pengpeng, learn from your brother Chen! Look how well this dough is kneaded! Now let it rest for a bit before pulling noodles and cooking them." "Chen's technique is amazing! He kneaded enough dough for dozens of people at once, and he said he doesn't know how to cook—he's being modest!"

(End of this chapter)