Chapter 453: Chapter 311 Best thod
Geng Lu struggled to resist the urge to swallow her saliva. Why did it sll so good?
Xue Yuantong’s cooking was far more fragrant than her mother’s.
Just as Xue Chuchu put down a large plate, Xue Yuantong brought over another one, also filled with crayfish. There were too many shrimp to fit on just one plate.
Geng Lu realized that she should follow to the kitchen to help serve the dishes, while Jiang Ning sat on the square stool like a lord.
Xue Chuchu brought out another dish—chickpea pancakes. Well, a small portion, just half a chicken.
10 jin of shrimp sounded imposing, but in reality, there was very little at, maybe only a couple of pounds. If we’re talking about filling up four people, it definitely wouldn’t be enough.
Especially since Xue Yuantong and Xue Chuchu had hearty appetites.
Looking at the chickpea pancakes on the table, Jiang Ning smiled knowingly. He rembered last year, the first ti he had eaten at Xue Yuantong’s house, Aunt Gu had made this dish.
Geng Lu brought out a small plate at last. It was stir-fried green beans with shredded pork, enticingly green. Just looking at it, you could tell it would be crisp and delicious.
Xue Yuantong announced, “Spicy crayfish, chickpea pancakes, flat bean pork shreds, all here!”
“Too hot, too hot, I want Sprite!”
Today’s cooking was done in a clay pot; use of the clay pot in this weather made it exceptionally hot.
Jiang Ning hadn’t lowered the temperature in the kitchen for the sake of a better lunch experience.
Xue Chuchu set out several small dishes with spices for dipping the shrimp at, which would elevate the flavors.
She then took out so tissues and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Xue Yuantong lifted up a chilled bottle of Sprite, twisted the cap off with force, and poured herself a glass.
She chugged it. The cold fizz extinguished the heat, and she felt so comfortable she nearly ascended to heaven.
“Woo, that’s so refreshing. What could be better than an ice-cold Sprite on a hot day?”
She sat on the low stool, legs splayed out, too comfortable to want to move.
Jiang Ning hoisted a large waterlon.
Xue Chuchu said, “I’ll get you a knife to cut the lon.”
Jiang Ning, “No need, there’s nowhere to cut.”
The four dishes plus small plates and cups had almost taken up all the space on the table.
“Ah, so you’ll go to the kitchen to cut it?”
Before Xue Chuchu could finish speaking, Jiang Ning used his hand in place of a knife, chopping down to split the waterlon open.
With a casual twist of his hand, he broke the waterlon into two halves, the fresh red flesh exposed and dripping, sweetening the air instantly.
Xue Chuchu’s expression was surprised, amazed by his skill.
Xue Yuantong set down her cup, the bottom hitting the table with a “bang.”
“Jiang Ning, I want so lon.”
Then Xue Chuchu watched as Jiang Ning simply broke off a slice of waterlon, as smoothly as if it had been cut with a knife.
She was perplexed; how had he managed that?
Jiang Ning handed a slice to Xue Yuantong and gave Geng Lu and Xue Chuchu each a piece as well.
Geng Lu took a bite. It was cool and sweet—not just on her tongue but seemingly seeping into her heart. After eating a piece, her tiredness from peeling shrimp that morning seed to dissipate a little.
“So good!” Geng Lu exclaid.
Xue Chuchu opened her small mouth and took a taste. She murmured softly,
“The smoke and dust of the world go away as it slides down the throat, making a sound like ice and snow as it bites between the teeth.”
Upon hearing this verse, Geng Lu looked at her differently, as if asking, ‘Why are you so outstanding?’
Geng Lu wanted to follow Xue Chuchu’s lead and elegantly praise the waterlon’s deliciousness with a line of poetry, but after searching her mind, she couldn’t find the right words. Finally, she choked out,
“This lon is really tasty.”
While Geng Lu’s family condition wasn’t exactly wealthy in Yuzhou’s urban area, they had two houses—a small rental storefront and a car, which put them above the average.
However, she had never in her life tasted a waterlon as delicious as the one today.
Geng Lu enthusiastically finished off her slice of waterlon and just as she did, Jiang Ning handed her another piece.
Geng Lu was overjoyed, “Jiang Ning, you have so.”
“I’m having so,” Jiang Ning said.
This waterlon ca from a high-quality seed sought out by Shao Shuangshuang, which they planted in Hu Qi Mountain and then soaked in Cold Pool before consuming.
Not only was the taste and sweetness perfect, but it also had great benefits for the body, like relieving fatigue, beautifying the skin, cooling down and quenching thirst.
Geng Lu photographed the lon with her phone and sent it to her mother to prove she was having fun, and then casually forwarded it to the group chat.
Her classmates were quite active in the group chat, especially Dan Kaiquan. Ever since Bai Yuxia had sent a ssage, he wished he could sleep in the group chat 24/7, just to wait for Bai Yuxia to appear again.
Waiting a thousand years for a mont of glory.
Wang Longlong: “This lon ain’t bad.”
Hu Jun had been unbanned, and he said, “It’s okay. With lons, the ones from sobody else’s garden always taste better.”
Guo Kunnan: “?? Brother Jun, what do you an by that?”
Hu Jun said, “I used to never buy lons. When I wanted to eat so, I just went to the lon fields with the village kids and grabbed a few.”
(Dan Xiao was observing quietly from underwater.)
Dan Kaiquan: “I’ve done that too, but around our area, the lon field owners are strict. Got nearly caught several tis.”
“There used to be stories about people getting their legs broken for stealing lons.”
Guo Kunnan: “Stealing lons is not too bad, at most just a few. So people are really nasty—they’re all about vandalism.”
After chatting for a while, Dan Kaiquan posted a picture of a big pot of bone soup.
Wang Longlong: “Wow, Brother Quan, you’re eating well!”
Dan Kaiquan: “The sports eting is next Monday. I need to strengthen myself in advance, get ready for the competition, and strive for good results.”
He was displaying his exertion openly in front of his classmates, hoping to draw Bai Yuxia’s attention.
Unfortunately, only his good friend Guo Kunnan responded:
“That’s a strong move, Brother Quan.”
Then he shared his own lunch—a common ho-cooked al.
Lu Qiqi shared a picture of spicy hot pot, with the background showing a simple and neatly decorated small shop, and another unfamiliar girl in the fra.
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