Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 360 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 60_1

Chapter 360: Chapter 360 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 60_1

Huang Dapeng was supposed to be off work today, after all, it was the day his beloved granddaughter returned, and he needed to be at home to welcome her.

But an unexpected situation arose, and he still had to go to work. As soon as he got home, he heard Zhao Ya chatting with Huang Lei.

"Hiring someone to take care of the child?" Huang Dapeng went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

"Grandpa, hello." Huang Lei greeted Huang Dapeng warmly, "We were talking with Grandma about hiring a nanny for when I have a child in the future."

"We must hire one." Huang Dapeng had decided, "When the time comes, I will pay for it."

"I spoke to Old Li today, asking him to help me keep an eye on the house at the back that’s coming up for sale."

"Buying two houses in a row?" Zhao Ya started to worry. Although they did have money, making such rapid consecutive purchases could mean their funds wouldn’t suffice.

"I’ve thought it through, and I’ll sell the previous house."

"Then I’ll advance a portion of the money." Huang Dapeng had decided.

"There are only so many good houses, stand-alone, and well-preserved courtyard houses are really not that common."

"Especially since the property rights for some houses are really not very clear, with too many people having ownership."

Huang Dapeng had considered buying a large courtyard house if possible, but it truly wasn’t easy.

"We should buy what’s available now, and if something suitable comes up in the future, we can make another purchase." Huang Dapeng knew that finding a house that met all his wishes was not an easy task.

"I think Grandpa’s idea is pretty good. Now, some people are selling their houses for various reasons, and there might not be such good opportunities in the future."

Even if there were, the prices would soar, beyond the reach of small-timers like themselves.

"Right, things will keep getting better in the future." Huang Dapeng’s experience and his position told him that life would surely be good ahead.

As life gets better, house prices will definitely rise, "and I’ll also take on some private jobs occasionally."

Huang Dapeng had also considered, "I won’t be there all the time."

"I’ll just go over during the day to give some pointers, and if there’s a sudden guest, then I’ll need to showcase my skills, mostly it’ll be making medicinal cuisine."

"In the evenings, I could run a private kitchen." Huang Dapeng had inquired about it.

A private kitchen? Huang Lei never expected Huang Dapeng to have such boldness, wait—what was that about a private kitchen? It really left Huang Lei confused.

"Grandpa, you can make medicinal cuisine?" It seemed that in the original owner’s memory, there was no recollection of Huang Dapeng knowing how to make medicinal cuisine.

Huang Dapeng thought Zhao Ya had already mentioned this to Huang Lei, but to his surprise, it hadn’t been discussed, "My Sect Master’s specialty was medicinal cuisine."

"He taught me back then and left me a notebook, and I also studied traditional Chinese medicine."

"But later, many people felt that medicinal cuisine didn’t taste good, and following a certain incident, the medicinal cuisine industry..."

Huang Dapeng hadn’t said anything because he thought it might bring trouble to the family for certain reasons.

"I didn’t expect that my ability to make medicinal cuisine would bring me to Capital City."

Huang Dapeng hadn’t anticipated that by preparing a few medicinal dishes for the leadership, he would be asked if he was willing to work in Capital City.

If it had been any other place, Huang Dapeng surely would have been reluctant, but going to Capital City, of course, he had to agree.

Ah, Huang Lei had wondered why Huang Dapeng was able to work in Capital City this time. Huang Dapeng’s cooking skills were certainly good, but there were so many skilled chefs across the country.

She hadn’t expected that Huang Dapeng would come to Capital City because of his expertise in medicinal cuisine, let alone start a business in it.

"Is it really okay?" Although in a few years, running a private kitchen business would certainly be no problem, but right now, it has not yet been liberalized.

"There’s no way around it, not everyone can taste the food I personally make."

"I’m already a retired old man, you can’t expect me to keep up with the young folks."

"If it’s some very common recipes, I can teach them, but as for the secret recipes..."

Huang Dapeng took a deep breath, "They’re unique to the Sect. I made a promise that if my descendants wanted to learn, of course, there would be no problem."

At this point, Huang Lei listened more and more and felt, "Grandpa, you’re not planning to have me take over, are you?"

Huang Dapeng gave a hum of affirmation, "Of course, whether or not you actually do it is up to you."

Originally, he hadn’t considered this, feeling that being a chef was too exhausting, not really suitable for a girl.

But now, being a chef could make a lot of money; it just depended on Huang Lei’s choice.

At this thought, Huang Lei couldn’t help but start considering her options. As a first-generation college student, most of her prospects were promising.

But could she really guarantee a good future? This was also uncertain; she could ensure that her future life would not be bad.

Yet, the original owner’s wish was to hope the old man and the others lived happily, so now that the old man had made this request, it was something she had to consider.

Huang Lei thought for a moment and felt that making medicinal cuisine wasn’t a bad idea, which might come in handy for future missions.

"I can follow and learn, but Grandpa, I don’t want to drop out of school." Finally getting into university, she naturally wanted to finish her studies.

Moreover, she had to become a chef with an education, definitely not letting anyone say she was a chef without one.

Huang Dapeng hadn’t really harbored much hope that Huang Lei would agree to learn, he just mentioned it in passing.

Unexpectedly, Huang Lei casually thought it over and agreed.

"You don’t want to think it over a bit more? There’s really no rush." Huang Dapeng still hoped Huang Lei would give it more thought.

"I don’t want you to have regrets later on."

"Although making medicinal cuisine is much easier than regular cooking, to do it well is not simple."

"There’s so much you need to learn, you have to understand the medical texts, know which herbs counteract each other."

"Plus, you need to know which herbs together can better enhance their medicinal properties."

"And you must tailor the medicinal cuisine to the patient’s condition, it’s really not as easy as you think."

Medicinal cuisine gives the impression that it’s just about simmering herbs and ingredients together, but in reality, it’s far more complex, requiring consideration of many factors.

"Then there are those who say you can just stew the medicinal ingredients with the food and it’s done. They haven’t considered whether combining them could cause adverse effects."

As Huang Dapeng talked about the challenges of making medicinal cuisine, if one didn’t know the old man’s personality, they would truly think he had changed his mind, not wanting her to learn.

"I know." Huang Lei certainly understood that making medicinal cuisine was not an easy task, "Otherwise, chefs and doctors would join together and easily prepare medicinal meals."

"Right, making medicinal cuisine well is definitely not easy." Huang Dapeng really was tired of hearing people say that preparing medicinal cuisine wasn’t difficult.

The old man really wanted to lash out; if it were that easy, why would he need to come to Capital City?

Seeing Huang Dapeng’s expression, Huang Lei knew, perhaps what some people said had really angered the old man.