Chapter 277: Chapter 232: Yoga is too tiring; I’ll teach you an easy one Chapter 277: Chapter 232: Yoga is too tiring; I’ll teach you an easy one Tonight, there were three kinds of seafood, no beer, just two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice made by Jiang Luoluo, each worth over a hundred yuan.
And without beer, there was no fear of gout.
Actually, Chu Mingcheng just ate and drank carelessly. As long as the process of life transformation was in place, his body wouldn’t suffer from various minor ailnts.
Jiang Luoluo always ate with restraint. Despite not being picky, she didn’t eat much high-fat food.
Won, after all, are always concerned about their figures.
The Nine-Section Shrimp and rich shrimp made into a raw marinated poison were indeed delicious, but even delicious things shouldn’t be eaten every day.
Chu Mingcheng ignited the charcoal, obviously preparing to enjoy a barbecue today.
Of course, all the windows in the room were open, it was important to ventilate well when lighting charcoal indoors.
The Nine-Section Shrimp were sliced open along the back, and their shrimp threads were picked out.
Jiang Luoluo brought over so cheese and a secret garlic sauce, which she added to the shrimp and grilled them.
There were two ways to eat the rich shrimp, two males were sliced open at the belly, topped with garlic sauce, and grilled belly-up, back down.
The four female shrimp with roe were put by Chu Mingcheng into a large soup bowl, then he poured a full bottle of clear wine over them.
Today, he was going to make sugary-centered rich shrimp.
If the roe of rich shrimp were overcooked, it would beco very hard.
The actual texture wasn’t good, and the taste was quite ordinary.
But as long as the shrimp weren’t overcooked and the roe remained in liquid form, the taste would be incredible.
The rich shrimp that were tasting alcohol for the first ti were very excited, jumping non-stop in the soup bowl.
Before long, the clear wine in the soup bowl beca very turbid; the undesirable insides of the rich shrimp were clearly expelled.
Chu Mingcheng poured out the wine, opened another bottle, and continued to let the rich shrimp drink.
However, the rich shrimp didn’t have much tolerance for alcohol, and this ti there was no movent at all.
After a while, the rich aroma of grilled shrimp began to waft through the room.
Suddenly, the flow of saliva in Chu Mingcheng’s mouth sped up, and his stomach rumbled—clearly he was both hungry and craving.
He quickly took a few rich shrimp to steam them; they didn’t need much ti, just two minutes after the water boiled.
If cooked too long, the shrimp roe would harden.
Once the rich shrimp were stead, he took them out to cool down, afterwards using a large amount of ice to wrap and chill them.
They were supposed to be put in the refrigerator to chill for two hours, which would make the shrimp at firr, but as it was nearly ti for dinner, he wasn’t in the mood for such fuss.
After the rich shrimp were cooled, Chu Mingcheng sliced one open, nodded with satisfaction at the sight of the flowy roe within—it must taste really good.
Then, he peeled the flesh off each rich shrimp, arranged it on the plate, mixed a little sauce, and brought the sugary-centered rich shrimp to the table.
By now, the Nine-Section Shrimp were ready a step ahead. Seeing Chu Mingcheng co over, Jiang Luoluo felt a bit embarrassed on her face.
Because she couldn’t resist the tempting aroma of the shrimp, she had sneaked a taste.
Looking at Jiang Luoluo like a little cat that had stolen a bite, Chu Mingcheng pinched her small nose with amusent, “Are they good?”
“Delicious, so fragrant!” Jiang Luoluo nodded again and again. The fresh Nine-Section Shrimp already had very sweet at by themselves.
After grilling, they had an extra smoky taste, matched with the secret garlic sauce, it was drool-worthy for anyone.
By this ti, Chu Mingcheng was very hungry and imdiately started eating a Nine-Section Shrimp, biting from its back.
A big mouthful of shrimp flesh, combined with the stimulating taste of garlic, imdiately satisfied him.
No wonder most people who eat seafood prefer the bigger ones; given the taste is good, big seafood can really be satisfying.
Rather than not having eaten much, the taste just starting to co through, and it’s gone.
Afterwards, both of them were too busy eating to talk, indulging in the rich shrimp that just looked so appetizing.
With one bite, the roe spread out in her mouth—Jiang Luoluo imdiately squinted her eyes in bliss.
She had been just as content eating them raw-marinated the night before, but today, she found the stead version even better with the sauce.
When eating at, she had to be careful not to have too much, but with these high-protein, low-fat seafood, she did not need to be so mindful and could enjoy them to her heart’s content.
After dinner was over, both sat back in their chairs, too content to move.
Jiang Luoluo sighed in relief, “It’s a good thing I was smart. I rejected so many suitors back then, and in the end, I t you and achieved seafood freedom.”
Chu Mingcheng burst into laughter at her words, “So you’re with just for seafood freedom?”
“Humph, of course not,” Jiang Luoluo imdiately raised her head proudly.
“Then what else is there?”
“Your cooking is delicious!”
“…” Chu Mingcheng was montarily speechless, “With your resources, couldn’t you just hire a chef to cook?”
“That would cost so much money, I’d be heartbroken,” Jiang Luoluo shook her head imdiately upon hearing that.
“Well, it turns out I not only have to catch seafood for you, but also cook it for you—I’m just a free laborer?”
“Right, you’re quite self-aware~~”
“…”
Of course, all this was just said in jest.
Jiang Luoluo’s relationship with Chu Mingcheng was purely a matter of fate; they started out just as ordinary friends.
It was his rescue at the Ou River that first made ripples in her heart.
With mutual affection in play, they kept in touch, and when Chu Mingcheng ca to Xia City, their relationship quickly evolved.
He was quite lucky, actually. Jiang Luoluo had no shortage of suitors, which made her less fond of those with too direct intentions and more resistant to arranged dates.
There were not a few who pursued her that were more outstanding than Chu Mingcheng, but none succeeded, for that reason.
The two of them went from strangers to friends and slowly entered a phase of ambiguity.
During this ti, Chu Mingcheng also gradually showcased his talents, although only in fishing and hunting, but it still revealed his great potential to Jiang Luoluo.
With all these factors at play, Chu Mingcheng was finally successful in winning her over.
Without any one of these factors, they might now at most still be ambiguous, or even just ordinary friends.
Starting a relationship is actually very simple: frequent contact with mutual interest, fulfilling each other’s criteria, naturally brings people together.
Many get together after just a week; the slower ones take at most two or three months.
If the progression to a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship is delayed, attention should be paid to whether one is being kept as a backup option.
After sitting for a while, they cleaned up the table together.
Once everything was tidy, they sat on the sofa and looked up information about drone certification on the computer.
Drone training certifications are divided into two levels, pilot and captain. For enthusiasts like Chu Mingcheng and Jiang Luoluo, getting a pilot’s license is sufficient.
The process from registration to receiving the license takes about half a month to a month, but ordinary people only need to pay attention to the latter part of this tifra.
The half-month option usually isn’t available to the general public.
After roughly understanding the details, Jiang Luoluo pondered for a mont and said, “Ah Cheng, since we’re going to get drone licenses, I might as well get my yachting license too!”
“Most of the ti, I’m the one steering the boat. It would be more convenient when encountering the coast guard during long voyages if I have a license.”
Chu Mingcheng naturally had no objections. Even if Jiang Luoluo hadn’t ntioned it, he was going to suggest it himself.
In the future when they went to sea, she would likely need to do so logistical support work, so getting a license was indeed necessary.
Fishing and hunting were just a sport for Jiang Luoluo, sothing to enjoy when bored, since she had her own main profession.
Chu Mingcheng never thought of making her switch careers to do what he did.
Jiang Luoluo without dancing was soulless!
After discussing, they decided to sign up the next day.
Then, Jiang Luoluo took out her yoga mat and began doing yoga in the living room.
It’s worth ntioning that after they crossed the most intimate threshold, Chu Mingcheng moved into her place.
The room he had rented mostly sat empty now, turning into a storage space.
He would have moved out already if it weren’t for the fact that he couldn’t get his rent back now.
As Jiang Luoluo started her yoga, Chu Mingcheng hugged his laptop and began registering accounts on various websites, including Bilibili, preparing to transfer videos he posted there to a broader platform for future wide release.
Of course, releasing videos across the internet wasn’t to continue turning fans into custors.
His current high-quality custors were all referred by those in a group chat, while online fan-to-custor conversions were mostly diocre, only a tiny portion of high-quality fan custors being invited to the client group, with conversion rates being extrely low.
This made things troubleso for Chu Mingcheng, who was not interested in pandering to custors morally blackmailing him with their fan status over pricing issues.
So, he dissolved the spare fan custor group, focusing on servicing this group of high-quality clients instead.
Now with a reasonable number of quality custors, his catch could not et their demands, so there was no need to acquire new ones.
He originally didn’t want to bother with releasing videos across all networks, considering the trivial earnings not worth his attention.
But Jiang Luoluo’s phrase “shear the wool off capital” instantly made him change his mind.
After sorting out all the videos, Chu Mingcheng shut down the computer, only to have his eyes drawn imdiately towards Jiang Luoluo.
At that mont, she was kneeling on the floor, her hips raised, arms stretched forward, and her waist pressed low.
Chu Mingcheng’s temper flared. How could this woman assu such a position?
He imdiately stood up and walked over…
Jiang Luoluo, who had been closing her eyes with steady and long breaths, suddenly shuddered. Her voice trembling, she asked, “Ah Cheng, what are you doing?”
Chu Mingcheng, standing behind her, explained earnestly, “I saw you working so hard at yoga, I decided to teach you a kind of exercise that’s better suited for training.”
“This exercise will make you radiant, your skin softer and smoother. And it won’t be as tiring as yoga, rather it will be very comfortable.”
At that mont, Jiang Luoluo was annoyed with herself for doing yoga in the living room; she should have been in the dance studio with the door locked.
She wanted to resist, but unfortunately, she no longer had the energy to do so.
That night was another exhausting one for Jiang Luoluo.
And after she fell into a deep sleep, Chu Mingcheng went out again to continue strengthening his physical fitness.
This activity could only be done at night for now, as the dayti was too busy.
Even when he had ti to rest, he preferred to spend it with Jiang Luoluo, so slipping out while she slept seed to be the best choice.
(An extra story will be written here too. The one ntioned before will be posted in the group chat tomorrow. Those who want to read it can join the group now.)
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