Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Water-Boiled Sliced at Special
After all that, how could Jiang Qiuqiu possibly refuse?
She picked up the helt from the box and found a button underneath it. Clipped next to it was a piece of paper—
"If you’ve decided to accept the gift, just press this button. That way, I’ll know your answer and can prepare for my next visit without any pressure."
’How thoughtful,’ Jiang Qiuqiu thought, pressing the red button.
A jingle imdiately started playing, singing, "I got it!~ I got it!"
The whole scene was utterly absurd.
The things Mo Chengyu did were a complete departure from her personal image.
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In the afternoon, silence fell over the small courtyard as Jiang Qiuqiu began her advance preparations for the Szechuan boiled at slices.
She had high-quality tenderloin, cornstarch, the chili paste she’d ground earlier, and the perfect vegetable pairing for the dish: bean sprouts.
The bean sprouts of this era were a little different. They grew from the soil rather than sprouting from beans, but they tasted similar. They were long, about the length of chives.
At 7:30 PM, ii logged on early, just like last ti, to confirm the broadcast ti with Jiang Qiuqiu.
"The last hopage feature was very effective. The higher-ups approved another one for you, and the placent might be even better this ti."
It was one of the best, most top-tier features a non-major strear could hope to get.
The importance of this feature to Jiang Qiuqiu was undeniable.
"What spicy dish have you prepared for today?" ii asked, as was her routine.
Jiang Qiuqiu replied, "Today, I’m making Boiled Gugu at Slices."
"Boiled?" It was another new culinary term. Compared to ’braised’ from before, ’boiled’ sounded much more straightforward. ’But can sothing that’s just boiled actually be tasty?’ If it were any other strear, ii would have certainly pressed for more details. But when it ca to Jiang Qiuqiu, she was full of confidence.
"Don’t worry, Sister Mingi. ’Boiled’ in this case doesn’t just an cooked in plain water. The textures in this dish are even richer than the blood curd we made before."
"I trust you. In all the streams you’ve done, you’ve never once ssed up."
"I trust myself, too." ’All those years, picking up a kitchen knife and a spatula, thousands upon thousands of tis... The kitchen was practically another life to her.’
Both the editor and the strear were confident. Since their confidence was high, no further words of reassurance were necessary.
Fired up, ii wished Jiang Qiuqiu well. "There’s an old saying: ’Even at the top of a hundred-foot pole, one can climb higher.’ I hope you can reach even greater heights tonight."
"I will."
The food itself would say the most captivating words.
It would entice every passerby, making them willingly offer up their hearts.
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Wanxing was a student at Federation University. She attended the Federal Economics College, and her lifelong ambition was to beco an outstanding economist. She dread of one day shaking up the Empire’s financial world and becoming the next tycoon chosen by destiny.
An interesting legend circulated around the college. If your girlfriend ever told you, "I’ll break up with you the day I get an ’Excellent’ on the college’s monthly exam," it was considered the most profound and everlasting promise of love.
Because on the Federal Economics College’s monthly exams, only a monster could score ’Excellent.’
As it happened, Wanxing was this year’s one and only ’Excellent’-scoring monster.
The monthly exam was scheduled for tomorrow. In the library, students hoping to draw motivation from the Academic God’s radiant presence noticed that her dedicated study spot was empty today.
...
’Could she be so sick she can’t even get out of bed?’
anwhile, in a dorm room at the College of Economics.
As the most well-funded college in the entire Federation, the Economics College provided two-person dorm rooms.
Right now, both occupants of the room were clutching their terminals, their eyes blazing with intensity.
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