Xu Damao took the buns and soy milk and sat opposite Wang Qiang, his face full of anticipation. "This is my favorite bun. It's really good this morning."

They began to enjoy breakfast. Wang Qiang took a bite of the bun. The combination of the hot bun skin and the delicious filling brought a simple and pure taste. Wang Qiang also relaxed in his heart, feeling that the fatigue of the whole morning was relieved by this delicious breakfast.

"Xu Damao, do you have any special ideas about the layout of the antique collection hall?" Wang Qiang asked while chewing a bun. Although he had a preliminary idea for the design of the hall, he still wanted to hear Xu Damao's suggestions.

Xu Damao swallowed the bun in his mouth, thought carefully for a while, and then said: "I think we can divide the antiques into several theme exhibition areas, such as ancient porcelain, calligraphy and painting, jade, etc. Each exhibition area can be designed with its own characteristics and accompanied by corresponding explanations, so that visitors can have a deep understanding of the historical background of each exhibit."

Wang Qiang nodded, agreeing with Xu Damao's idea. He had similar ideas, but Xu Damao's suggestion gave him a clearer direction for the exhibition area. "This is a good idea. We can also design some interactive links, such as allowing visitors to experience the antique making process through virtual reality technology to increase their sense of participation and interest."

Xu Damao listened to Wang Qiang's suggestion, and a glimmer of approval flashed in his eyes. "Virtual reality technology is indeed a good idea. The application of modern technology can make our exhibition more attractive, and make antiques no longer just static exhibits, but can generate deeper interaction with the audience."

Wang Qiang and Xu Damao continued to discuss various details, from the layout of the exhibition to the interactive methods, from the arrangement of lectures to the publicity strategy. Their conversation was full of passion and creativity, and every suggestion and idea made them look forward to the future collection museum even more.

Breakfast time passed quickly, Wang Qiang and Xu Damao cleared the table and continued to focus their discussion on the specific plan for the antique collection hall. They worked out a detailed timetable and division of tasks, and agreed on the next steps. Wang Qiang was full of confidence in the future, knowing that although there might be various challenges ahead, his cooperation with Xu Damao would provide strong support for their dreams.

In the following days, Wang Qiang and Xu Damao put a lot of energy into promoting the construction of the antique collection hall. They visited many antique markets to find suitable exhibits, contacted relevant experts and lecturers, and made final preparations for the opening of the collection hall. Every progress brought them closer to the realization of their dream.

Although Wang Qiang's ankle is still a little uncomfortable, he gradually adapted to this state, adjusting his pace to ensure that his actions would not affect his work. He is full of expectations for the upcoming antique collection hall. Although the difficulties and challenges still exist, he believes that as long as they keep working hard and enthusiastic, their dreams will surely come true.

A few days later, Wang Qiang's ankle had recovered, but he still hoped to make some positive contributions to the preparations for the antique collection hall. On this day, he decided to prepare fried dough sticks himself and prepare a hearty breakfast for everyone to express his gratitude and to create a relaxed and pleasant working atmosphere.

Wang Qiang got up early, and the kitchen in the house seemed particularly warm in the morning sun. He stood in front of the stove, placing flour, yeast, salt and water on his hands. Although the pain in his body reminded him from time to time, his inner excitement made him endure the discomfort. Fried dough sticks are one of the traditional delicacies he is best at. Although he rarely has the opportunity to make them in his busy work, he hopes to bring a little surprise to everyone this time with his own hands.

Wang Qiang's thoughts returned to his cooperation with Xu Damao. Their plan for the antique collection hall was progressing smoothly, but many details needed to be polished and improved during the preparation process. He knew that the cohesion and working atmosphere of the team were crucial to the success of the project, and a warm breakfast could inject new vitality and motivation into the team.

He poured the flour into a large bowl, added yeast, salt and appropriate amount of water, and began to knead the dough. The dough gradually became smooth and flexible under his hands, and his mood became happy with the changes of the dough. While kneading the dough, Wang Qiang couldn't help but recall the scene when he saw his mother making fried dough sticks at home when he was a child. Those familiar scenes made him feel a deep sense of nostalgia and intimacy.

"Okay, this time the fried dough sticks must be loose and crispy." Wang Qiang said to himself, with a firm look in his eyes. Although he has been busy with his career in recent years and has not made fried dough sticks for a long time, he is still confident in his craftsmanship.

As the dough ferments, Wang Qiang takes out the dough and starts to divide and roll it. Although his movements are slow, he is very careful at every step. He gently rolls out the dough, pinches out the appropriate size, stretches it, rolls it thin, and then prepares the pan for frying the dough sticks.

Wang Qiang's heart was full of anticipation for the upcoming breakfast. He hoped to bring everyone a wonderful enjoyment and also let the team feel a little warmth in the busy work. The oil in the wok gradually heated up, and Wang Qiang gently put the noodles into the wok. Seeing the noodles expand quickly and emit an attractive aroma, he showed a satisfied smile on his face.

When the dough sticks are fried until golden and crispy, Wang Qiang carefully removes them and places them on a paper towel to drain the excess oil. His kitchen is filled with the aroma of dough sticks, and this familiar smell makes him feel a long-lost sense of comfort. He puts the dough sticks on a plate, with expectations in his heart, imagining everyone's reaction when they see these dough sticks.

Soon, Xu Damao and other team members arrived at Wang Qiang's courtyard one after another. They were attracted by the aroma of fried dough sticks and walked into the kitchen. When they saw the fried dough sticks neatly placed on the table, they were surprised and delighted.

"Wow, these fried dough sticks look so tempting!" Xu Damao admired the appearance of the fried dough sticks and praised Wang Qiang, "You are so thoughtful. This kind of breakfast really makes people happy."

Wang Qiang was pleased to see everyone's reaction. He smiled and said, "I made these dough sticks myself. Although they may not be perfect, I hope everyone likes them."

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