Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle

Chapter 1247 597: Xu Nuo (End)

Wang Gen Sheng didn't say anything, just remained silent.

He doesn't lie, but he chooses not to speak.

Before, Xu Nuo could ignore Wang Gen Sheng hiding something, but at such a life-and-death moment, Xu Nuo couldn't overlook it. He almost rushed up to slap Wang Gen Sheng twice and ask if the water spilled out of his brain.

"Old Wang, I warn you, don't think of using your life as collateral because your family can't pay this money. I tell you, only work injuries pay well at your plant. You're in finance but not handling cash, so you can't have a work injury, and if you die, it's likely for nothing."

"Did you hear that?!" Xu Nuo pointed at Wang Gen Sheng, wishing he could poke his finger into his eye.

"I know," Wang Gen Sheng muttered.

"You better really know." Xu Nuo withdrew his hand, giving Wang Gen Sheng a look of disappointment. He hesitated for a moment and couldn't resist asking, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Last time I went to your office, I felt something was off. Are the people in your section... ostracizing you? No, they'd have to be crazy to ostracize you; without you, the Old Ox, they'd have to do all the work."

"Did Director Liu from the union set you up on a blind date, and the match thinks your family is poor?"

"It can't be; it's not the first time a blind date has thought that."

"Or have I done something to drag you down again? But no, my parents cut off my allowance, so I haven't had the chance to stir up new rumors."

Qin Huai wanted to say, some brother, some. Whether you're rich or not, you're always the center of attention, but the news is usually not good.

Still seeing no response from Wang Gen Sheng, Xu Nuo sat down on his bed directly, "Old Wang, you have a problem."

"Right? Just say yes or no."

After a dozen seconds of silence, Wang Gen Sheng quietly said, "Yes."

"Is it a big issue, yes or no?"

"Yes."

"You don't want to tell me, or is it that you don't want to tell anyone?"

Wang Gen Sheng fell into a long silence again. Xu Nuo, familiar with Wang Gen Sheng's silence, just sat there watching him, calmly saying, "If you don't talk, I'll just wait here until you do. Anyway, there's only one bed here, and with me sitting here, you won't be able to sleep. Let's see if you can hold on through the night and still report to work tomorrow. We could keep this up every day; in two or three days, you'll probably die from lack of sleep, and that could count as a work injury."

Wang Gen Sheng remained silent.

Xu Nuo just sat there calmly, eventually getting bored of sitting, and picked up the Red Silk Cake he originally brought for Wang Gen Sheng. Wang Gen Sheng took it, unwrapped the oil paper, and started eating.

The Red Silk Cake is essentially a stuffed flaky pastry, sweet in taste, and it is a high-sugar, high-oil, high-calorie snack after baking.

Xu Nuo's Red Silk Cake was small, larger than the average fresh meat mooncake, but much flatter. He took a big bite, with the flaky crust crumbling all over.

The filling was indeed rosehip, and Qin Huai could clearly see the candied rose petals inside the Red Silk Cake. Candied rose petals and fresh rose petals look different when baked as a filling.

It's normal for Xu Nuo to use candied rose petals since, in modern times, fresh roses are probably more expensive than candied ones.

Qin Huai's attention was completely focused on the Red Silk Cake in Xu Nuo's hand.

Judging by the Red Silk Cake itself, the snack was indeed well-made. It was clear it was made fresh that day, and the skill of the pastry chef was evident in the well-layered dough. The filling should be candied rose mixed with fruit jam, with a bit of pine nuts, a standard sweet filling.

It bears little relation to fresh flower cakes or fresh meat mooncakes. Of course, Qin Huai believed it also has little relation to Red Silk Cake, likely Xu Nuo's own creation simply named so.

To create such a pastry, Xu Nuo clearly had skills in pastry-making, at least higher than what Qin Huai initially thought.

Xu Nuo unceremoniously finished half the pack of Red Silk Cake in front of Wang Gen Sheng and, upon finishing, didn't disclaim, "I haven't made Red Silk Cake in a long time; today was a test run. In three days, it's Mid-Autumn Festival. I know the cotton mill will distribute mooncakes, but it's always plain ones, just one per person. I'll make another batch of Red Silk Cakes by then; treat it as mooncake."

"Old Wang, talk. Why do you have no reaction to anything I say? Do you know how hard it is for me to gather the ingredients to make Red Silk Cake? I even have to go to the countryside to get them. If you don't speak, you won't get any on Mid-Autumn; I'll give your share to Xu Mo."

Finally, Wang Gen Sheng spoke, "Tomorrow, I plan to report to the factory director by name about our section chief and some leaders I don't know stealing and selling off factory assets."

"I've prepared all the accounts and plan to submit them to the factory director at your home tomorrow before work."

"Our section chief threatened to kill me if I report."

"Does that count as a work injury?"

Xu Nuo: ???

Qin Huai: ???

Qin Huai was stunned, and so was Xu Nuo.

Xu Nuo almost choked on the half-mouthful of Red Silk Cake he hadn't swallowed.