SIAS Chapter 39.1

The cooking skills of the chef in this state-owned restaurant in Tieling County were really amazing.

Last time when she ate fresh meat dumplings, Yi Qingqing didn’t feel so impressed because Nanping County rarely ate dry dumplings and Master Zhu who taught her was not very good at this, so there was no comparison.

But this shredded pork noodle was very obvious.

This noodle was hand-rolled, and the cooking time was just right. It was moderately soft and hard, very chewy, and with the shredded pork topping, it was just right.

When she ordered the food, she specifically asked for the name of the master chef. It was Wen Jiayao, the teacher of her newly opened cooking skill teaching mode. The Level 5 of 87% was really different.

Based on the level difference and cooking standards between Master Zhu and Master Wen, Yi Qingqing felt that this cooking skill, in Level 1, was probably just being able to cook dishes well, the taste was very average, and there were no complicated dishes, which was enough for daily life.

At Level 2, it meant being proficient in cooking, being able to cook most home-cooked dishes, and having a few specialties. In later generations, this was probably the level of a chef who cooked big pot dishes in a cafeteria.

When it came to level 5, it was a return to simplicity, restoring the original flavor of the ingredients, and any store you open would be able to attract gourmets.

This level was already the pinnacle of cooking skills in Yi Qingqing’s mind, but she didn’t know what level she would reach next.

It was worth being happy that she was immediately taught by such a person.

After this, without relying on others, Yi Qingqing could take good care of her stomach.

That was why Yi Qingqing was in a very good mood at the moment. She smiled while eating noodles.

The air pressure on Yun Guyuan’s side was getting lower and lower, but there was also some helplessness.

Among the six of them, five had bicycles. Qian Lailai, as the only one without a bicycle, felt a little out of place.

She didn’t want to let people give her a ride for free every time, nor did she want to alienate them because of the inconvenience of traveling. After thinking it over, she gritted her teeth and took out 100 yuan.

After leaving the state-owned store, she handed it to Yun Guyuan, “Comrade Yun, can you help me build a bicycle today?”

Yun Guyuan nodded, “It’s still early today. I can get you one at the scrap station now.”

“Why don’t we go to the scrap station together?” Yi Qingqing said. She had never been to the south of the city, so she could go and see if there were any other sign-in locations.

Li Mengxue also said, “I’ll go too.”

It was said that in this era, even antiques could be found in scrap stations, so she wanted to go and take a look.

“Then, let’s go together,” Zheng Xiaolong said.

So, the six of them rode to the south of the city. Yi Qingqing had a large bag of luggage tied to the back seat, while Qian Lailai was carried by Li Mengxue.

[You found the sign-in location of the scrap station in Tieling County. Do you want to spend 1 sign-in point to sign in?]

There actually was a sign-in location at the scrap station.

Yi Qingqing now had 6 sign-in points left. She hesitated for a while, but she still signed in. Because she had never signed in at a similar place, she could try it once.

After all, she couldn’t be considered to have a complete understanding of the rules of the Sign-in System now, so many things still needed to be tested.

[You sign in at the Tieling County scrap station and get a Huanghuali wood Qiangong Babu bed.]

Yi Qingqing really didn’t expect that she would sign in for a Babu bed. What did this have to do with the scrap station? This was not a furniture store.

Look at the bed in the backpack. Although the shape was simple and the craftsmanship was old, there was no trace of use. It looked brand new.

Although it couldn’t be taken out now and could only be put in the backpack, it was really beautiful. When the situation was better in the future, she would definitely take it out and use it.

Unable to figure out what the Babu bed had to do with the scrap station, Yi Qingqing didn’t think about it anymore.

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