Zhao Cheng'an doesn't believe Qin Huai hasn't figured it out, even though he vomited all the way today, he trusts his taste buds have no issue. Late at night, he insists on dragging Qin Huai into the kitchen, making him prepare the Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns again right in front of him.

Chen Huihong and the others had already gone back to rest, but upon hearing that Qin Huai had another epiphany, they all rushed to the kitchen to watch, and soon the kitchen was crowded with people.

Although Mr. Qin and Granny Qin didn't understand why their grandson's friends were not resting late at night and ran to their kitchen, they thought these were friends of their grandson's and expressed understanding, telling them to sleep early before going back to their rooms.

The sudden audience made Qin Huai feel a bit uncomfortable.

When Qin Huai touched the dough, his hand was even a little shaky; he felt tonight's kneading was like an end-of-year evaluation, although in theory, no one could evaluate Master Qin's year-end, Master Qin still felt inexplicably nervous.

Zhao Cheng'an stood right next to Qin Huai, staring intently at Qin Huai's hand movements.

Qin Huai kneaded the dough slowly.

Zhao Cheng'an's eyeballs were almost popping out.

Qin Huai continued to knead slowly.

Zhao Cheng'an's head was lowering more and more, almost wishing his whole head could touch it.

Qin Huai couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Have I figured it out?"

"Don't speak, I'm savoring it, continue," Zhao Cheng'an said without raising his head, his voice full of seriousness and gravity.

Qin Huai: ?

What was Zhao Cheng'an on today? Did he buy motion sickness medicine at the town pharmacy today?

Could the pharmacy in town be so unethical as to sell fake medicine? Generally, fake medicine is mixed with starch and vitamins and shouldn't result in this symptom. Do you Mayflies do this regularly? No wonder reincarnating so fast.

Qin Huai could only silently continue kneading, as he kneaded, his mind began to drift, his thoughts started to spread.

Qin Huai had a lot of plans for this New Year; he set many goals he wanted to achieve during the New Year period.

For example, to increase Zhou Hu's favorability, discover 1–2 side quests, improve basic stats, and see if there's a chance this New Year to get the Filling skill to above Master Level.

Of course, getting Filling above Master Level is a bit difficult, as reaching Master Level requires 1 million experience points to upgrade. Now Qin Huai's Filling and yeast skills are both Master Level, even though he practices yeast a lot, the progress is slow, and leveling up late now with only 110,000 skill level.

Filling has 400,000 skill level.

Actually, Qin Huai's best hope for leveling up is Lie. This morning, Qin Huai took a look, and the skill level of Lie had already reached 980,000. During the New Year period, tell a few more lies; skill upgrade is just around the corner.

To this, Qin Huai can only say, the game system misunderstands him too deeply; he's not someone who likes lying, he's honest and transparent with everyone, often telling everyone that he has a system to seek tasks, but besides spirits, few people believe him.

Let's bring our thoughts back to the New Year goals.

For Qin Huai, skill leveling during the New Year period is a basic task, not demanding leveling up. Skill leveling and making snacks are mainly for giving back to the villagers. Prosperity not celebrated back home is like wearing brocade robes and walking at night. After a year of outside development, Master Qin who brought back such an impressive skill panel, showing these skills nicely to the villagers measures up to last year's hard work.

Qin Huai's real goal is to raise Zhou Hu's favorability.

There are only three empty rooms at home, given to Zhou Hu, An Youyou, and Mr. Xu, demonstrating Zhou Hu task's priority level.

Qin Huai discreetly glanced at Zhou Hu sitting in the corner of the kitchen, who actually didn't really want to come to watch at night, but everyone came, so it wouldn't be right for him not to come. Not wanting to feel out of place, he was compelled to come. At this moment, he was sitting on a small stool, head down, hunched over, curled up playing on his phone.

Qin Huai hadn't been raising Zhou Hu's favorability much these past two days.

On the day he returned home, Zhou Hu focused on his career, checked the layout of the house inside and out, persuaded Mr. Qin emotionally and rationally, convinced Mr. Qin to declutter, removed all the various items amassed over the years by Mr. Qin that had no collection significance, no commemorative meaning, and no value.

People even found a packet of salt from the last century under Mr. Qin's bed. Decluttering is a complex task that requires repeated negotiation, especially for an elder like Mr. Qin, who keeps items from the last century.

Some things kept one or two years have no meaning and can be thrown out like trash, but kept for 20 or 30 years, they become significant, such as clothes and hats that Qin Congwen wore as a child. When Mr. Qin dug these out from the wardrobe at home, Qin Congwen was almost moved to tears.

And as a dedicated Feng Shui Master, Zhou Hu, having taken up the important task of aiding Mr. Qin in decluttering, must follow through to the end. It's not about blindly throwing things away but selectively keeping items of significance, value, worthy of collection and remembrance and disposing of those without meaning, only serving clutter securement, taking up space at home.

Zhou Hu even feels his main mission this time is to teach Mr. Qin how to declutter, establishing correct methods and concepts for him.

This high-difficulty task directly leads, since Zhou Hu moved into the Qin Family, to Qin Huai only seeing him a few times during meals.

Forget raising favorability, Qin Huai barely managed to speak with Zhou Hu. During meals, Zhou Hu would be telling Mr. Qin which things to keep and which to discard, discussing from the Feng Shui angle the consequences of piling too much clutter at home.