In the end, I’m just a passerby on his life’s journey.
Thinking of this, He Tao felt even more dejected...
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He Tao’s complex inner drama was naturally unknown to Jiang Yu.
After leaving the private room where He Tao was, he went to two other private rooms, toasted with other classmates, and then returned to the kitchen.
No choice, the dishes he made were snatched up by classmates as soon as they hit the table. Most of the plates were empty, cleaner than if soone had licked them, except for a few with so leftovers.
Even at the table with mostly girls, there were only slightly more leftovers, yet the classmates who were already stuffed kept reaching out to grab more food.
They looked like they had never eaten before.
Yet Jiang Yu hadn’t eaten anything until now; he couldn’t keep drinking on an empty stomach, right?
Moreover, besides him, Du Guangning and Yan Tongtong were also waiting for food.
So, as soon as he got back to the kitchen, Jiang Yu didn’t waste ti cooking anything else. He quickly fried several woks of beef stir-fried noodles, placing them all in a large stainless steel basin, and then made a pot of hot and sour fish soup, inviting Du Guangning and Yan Tongtong back to eat together.
"Boss, you should’ve done this earlier. Every ti we eat in the kitchen, cooking several dishes is really too troubleso."
Lu Shuwu looked at the large basin of beef stir-fried noodles and the big pot of hot and sour fish soup placed in the middle of the counter, couldn’t help but swallow, happily saying,
"Cooking noodles like this and making soup, it’s fast and everyone enjoys it!"
Saying this, he grabbed a large bowl, scooped half a bowl of fish soup, blew it cool at the edge of his mouth, and drank it in small sips,
"This fish soup is too delicious, so fresh and fragrant, with a spicy and sour taste, and the fish slices are tender and flavorful without any bones! It’s really appetizing!"
"Stir-fried noodles are tasty, but they’re only suitable for occasional indulgence. If we eat them every day, Xiaoyan and the others couldn’t stand it."
Jiang Yu joked as he picked up so stir-fried noodles with communal chopsticks,
"It’s so greasy; if it makes them fat, they’ll draw circles to curse ."
"No way!"
Yan Tongtong puffed her cheeks and whispered, "We get up early every morning to go jogging!"
Jiang Yu and Du Guangning couldn’t help but laugh out loud upon hearing that.
"Running is pretty good; it’s healthy too."
After laughing, Jiang Yu continued,
"But you shouldn’t diet recklessly to lose weight. Quite a few anorexia cases arise from excessive dieting."
"Once you get anorexia, it’s not just you who suffers; your whole family suffers too."
"Speaking of anorexia, weren’t you planning to find a reliable Chinese doctor to study dicinal cuisine together?"
Du Guangning, while eating beef stir-fried noodles, looked up at Jiang Yu and asked,
"How co there’s no progress now?"
Jiang Yu glanced at him and replied calmly,
"Finding the right person isn’t easy, and this matter can’t be rushed. We’ll take it slow when the opportunity arises."
As they enjoyed noodles and fish soup, chatting occasionally, halfway through the al, Hu Zhihai ca running over.
He was there sitting and drinking with everyone, chatting boastfully, but then noticed Jiang Yu was missing; he didn’t find him in any of the private rooms, so he cheerfully found his way to the kitchen.
Hu Zhihai hadn’t even reached the kitchen when he saw Jiang Yu and Du Guangning sitting by the counter, seemingly eating sothing delicious, and quickly picked up his pace, rushing into the kitchen.
Upon seeing the large basin of beef stir-fried noodles and pot of hot and sour fish soup on the counter, Hu Zhihai exclaid:
"Wow! Lao Jiang, so you ca here secretly to enjoy delicious food!"
"Fatty Hu, what you said is really unpleasant!"
Jiang Yu didn’t respond to Hu Zhihai, but Du Guangning, not accustod to him, frowned and glanced at Hu Zhihai, displeased,
"The boss has been working hard making the banquet for you guys all day and hasn’t even eaten yet.
You were eating and drinking all sorts of at and dishes, and the boss is only having stir-fried noodles. How can you say such things?"
Hu Zhihai was stunned; he was just joking, and he often joked like this with Jiang Yu.
But Jiang Yu understood their harmless brotherly humor; it didn’t an others understood, especially soone as serious and strict as Du Guangning.
Although he never called Jiang Yu ’Master,’ in his heart, he regarded Jiang Yu more highly than a master. Who else’s master could teach him everything about cooking like Jiang Yu?
Seeing Hu Zhihai talk like this to Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu may tolerate it, but Du Guangning couldn’t.
After a mont of realization, Hu Zhihai understood that his joke was indeed inappropriate, even if Jiang Yu did not mind, the fact was that Jiang Yu was not alone there.
Also, even in joking, what he said may feel harmless to him, but others might find it jarring.
Realizing this, Hu Zhihai gave himself two light slaps and quickly apologized:
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