Chapter 523: Brew Tea With That? You Must Be Joking! (5)

Just as the employees of Candy Technology got off work, the kids at the kindergarten were already eating.

One of the biggest joys for the older kids is being able to choose what they want to eat from a variety of dishes.

Unlike the younger groups, where the teachers prepare all the meals in advance.

"Here, little brother, have a chicken leg."

"You need to eat well to grow taller."

Looking at the chicken leg added to his tray, Wang Haoran hesitantly said, "Big sis, you’ve given me your chicken leg, what will you do?"

Upon hearing this, Candy, who hadn’t yet sat down, blinked her eyes and laughed, saying:

"Little brother, watch closely and learn how your big sis handles things."

Under Wang Haoran’s watchful eyes, Candy took her tray and queued up again. Soon, she was at the front of the line.

"Teacher, add two chicken legs."

The teacher serving the food was surprised and said, "Didn’t I give you a chicken leg? Where did it go?"

If it were any other kid, the teacher might not have remembered what food she served, but being the boss’s sister, it was hard not to notice her.

"Teacher, I’m growing, add two more chicken legs."

"I’ll give you one first, and come back for more if it’s not enough. We’re good kids, shouldn’t waste food, understand?"

"Okay, okay."

With another chicken leg, Candy turned and left.

Two? It was just Candy saying that on purpose.

The principle was the same as her sister haggling when shopping.

"So, did you learn it?"

Wang Haoran gave a thumbs-up and nodded, "Totally learned it."

Taking a bite of the delicious chicken leg, Candy patted her chest and declared, "As long as you’ve learned it, when I go to elementary school, you won’t have to worry about not getting chicken legs."

In the distance, the teacher who served the food saw Candy and Wang Haoran sitting together and could easily guess where the other chicken leg went.

But so what if they knew? The company specifically stated there is no restriction on children’s meals; anyone asking for a chicken leg would get it.

It’s true they can get extra servings, but not wasting food is also true.

Moreover, we’re talking about the boss’s sister here.

For some reason, many teachers who initially worried about the two kids now started feeling envious of Wang Haoran.

Given the current relationship between the two kids, as long as Wang Haoran sticks close to Candy, it’s like holding onto the thigh of Candy Technology; as long as Candy Technology stays in business, Wang Haoran will surely thrive in the future.

Under the shade, Mo Jingchun rubbed his empty belly waiting for Qin Yuzhu and Xia Xiaomin.

Little Grey circled around Mo Jingchun wagging its tail before scampering back under the osmanthus tree.

Mo Jingchun glanced over and wouldn’t go there to save his life.

Who knows how much natural fertilizer Little Grey has deposited under that tree?

What can be said for certain is a lot; otherwise, the osmanthus tree dug up with an excavator by Candy wouldn’t just survive but also be full of flowers.

In the distance, Qin Yuzhu and Xia Xiaomin walked over side by side.

Following Mo Jingchun’s gaze, Qin Yuzhu exclaimed, "The osmanthus flowers on this tree are so abundant, why not pick them to make tea?"

Instantly, Mo Jingchun and Xia Xiaomin turned into wooden statues.

"What’s wrong with you two? Did they spray pesticides on the osmanthus?"

"See for yourself." Mo Jingchun weakly pointed to Little Grey under the tree.

A confused Qin Yuzhu looked back under the tree, suddenly taken aback.

In broad daylight, Little Grey was lifting its hind leg against the osmanthus tree.

After a moment of silence, Qin Yuzhu asked in shock, "Has it always been like this?"

"You can tell by looking at the osmanthus tree."

"Let’s go, forget I asked that."

With that, Qin Yuzhu headed straight to the canteen.

Scientifically speaking, natural fertilizers are better than compound fertilizers, but still, harvesting osmanthus from a tree nourished by a dog’s fertilizer to make tea feels a bit unsettling.

In the canteen, Mo Jingchun, Qin Yuzhu, and Xia Xiaomin were all famished, but Mo Jingchun didn’t ask why Qin Yuzhu had come today.

All Mo Jingchun wanted right now was to fill his stomach first.

"To be honest, your canteen’s food is really good, better than ours."

After sipping some seaweed soup, Mo Jingchun calmly replied, "These are organically transported, pesticide-free vegetables, naturally tastier."

"Well, do you want some?"

Shaking her head, Qin Yuzhu said, "Better not, I hardly have time to cook."

"I heard you’re really busy lately?"

"Yeah." Mo Jingchun nodded nonchalantly.

"I’ve been in the lab all the time lately, how could I not be busy?"

"I’m giving it all for space shuttle research."

Qin Yuzhu: ???

Qin Yuzhu was stunned by Mo Jingchun’s straightforward comment.

Spending all the time in the lab, researching a space shuttle?

Isn’t that a bit exaggerated? Even though she’s not a researcher, she does have common sense.

A space shuttle, is that something one person can invent?

Don’t joke, this involves many fields.

Even with commercial jets, no enterprise can just decide to research and make it happen.

Let alone an individual.

Just look at the numbers and you’ll understand why building a commercial jet is so hard.

Typically, a large commercial jet has millions of parts requiring thousands of partnering suppliers.

And a space shuttle? It demands even more parts, which are more intricate, and many components aren’t just made by any supplier.

Qin Yuzhu assumed Mo Jingchun was intentionally being vague about the research project, because otherwise, it was too terrifying to be true.

And Mo Jingchun’s thinking was simple, just giving Qin Yuzhu a heads up.

After all, the aerospace fighter will eventually see the light of day and come to public attention.

"I’m full."

Seeing Qin Yuzhu and Xia Xiaomin were done eating, Mo Jingchun lazily got up.

"What are we waiting for then, let’s head to the office."

Standing up as well, Xia Xiaomin said with a smile, "Boss, I’m heading back to the dorm for a nap."

Mo Jingchun glanced at the unbothered Qin Yuzhu, then nodded.

"Alright then, go rest in the dorm first."

About ten minutes later, Mo Jingchun brought Qin Yuzhu to the office and casually dropped onto a sofa.

"Make yourself comfortable."

Qin Yuzhu didn’t hold back and sat down.

Eyeing Qin Yuzhu, Mo Jingchun tentatively asked:

"Sis Qin, what’s with the buzz about a lunar underground base these days?"

But Qin Yuzhu just shook her head and replied:

"I don’t really know, I have no connection to what’s happening on the Moon."

"No bits of insider info at all?"

Faced with Mo Jingchun’s suspicious gaze, Qin Yuzhu helplessly said:

"Don’t look at me, I genuinely don’t know."