Teacher He's rules were very simple. She was not allowed to peek at her when she was showering!
He couldn't enter her room as he pleased.
He had to pay attention to hygiene.
I can't stay up in the middle of the night
He couldn't disturb her.
The two of them were unexpectedly in the same room. Moreover, it was inevitable for a man and a woman to encounter awkwardness when they were alone. Teacher He was also doing this to guard against Jiang Ge.
If one day, Jiang Ge's beastly nature flared up and he barged into his room at night, wouldn't that be the end?
The night was silent.
The two of them returned to their respective rooms and went to bed in peace.
The next day.
The sun rose early. The sunlight shone through the transparent window as She entered He Mengli's room.
Feeling the dazzling warmth, He Mengli slowly opened her eyes. She was stunned, and a strange look appeared in her eyes.
Then, her cute little nose twitched a few times, and her beautiful eyes lit up.
"It smells so good-"
Smelling the rich fragrance in the air, He Mengli opened the door in her pajamas and messy hair.
A tall figure was busy in the kitchen. He had strong arms, a serious side profile, and the fragrant youtiao in the oil pan.
"You made this?"
He Mengli quietly came to Jiang Ge's side. Originally, she did not want to disturb this man who was cooking seriously. However, the fragrance that kept wafting out of the pot made her eat so much that her stomach began to rumble.
"Teacher He, how should I answer your question?”
Jiang Ge had long sensed that someone was approaching from behind, but he had not said anything.
Then, a smile flashed across his face.
Teacher He's question was not only silly but also very idiotic.
Am I not the one frying youtiao in front of you?
"I thought you only had good grades, but I didn't expect you to know how to make deep-fried dough sticks.”
Mr. He said with a smile. He looked straight at the seven or eight deep-fried dough sticks in the pot and swallowed his saliva.
"Teacher He, do you want to try my youtiao?”
After Jiang Ge put the small noodles into the boiling oil pan, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the youtiao that had instantly expanded. He flipped it over and over. Every movement and technique was natural.
He was like a professional who woke up early in the morning to sell youtiao in the snack street.
Compared to those professionals, Jiang Ge was even better.
A grandmaster's cooking skills were not to be trifled with.
That was the real deal.
Even his noodle kneading and fritter flipping skills were top-notch, which was why his fritter was better than others.
He had an excellent grasp of the fire and the control of the time.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Ms. He's eyes revealed a trace of joy. She suspected that she had been poisoned when she smelled the fragrance of the youtiao and especially wanted to eat it.
"On the table is the soybean milk I prepared. Youtiao and soybean milk are the perfect match.”
Jiang Ge quickly scooped up the fried dough stick that was crispy on the outside but soft on the inside.
If he had put it in the oil for a few more seconds, the best taste of the youtiao would have been lost. That was why he had scooped up the youtiao at the perfect time.
Moreover, the youtiao had to be eaten while it was hot.
The taste changed when it was cold.
"There's also soy milk. Jiang Ge, tell me, your family owns a soy milk and youtiao shop, right? Why is your fried dough stick so delicious?”
Mr. He didn't stand on ceremony and served the youtiao that Jiang Ge had handed to him. He took a bite of the delicious and sweet soybean milk, then took a bite of the youtiao that was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The delicious taste instantly filled He Mengli's mouth. Saliva began to secrete rapidly. After chewing for a few times, He Mengli swallowed it.
Then, she took another bite.
That satisfaction made He Mengli unable to resist.
One bite after another, it was as if he had eaten Dazzling Mai, and he could not stop at all.
"My family doesn't sell youtiao--"
Jiang Ge wiped the oil off his hands and went to the table. He picked up a youtiao and savored it carefully.
" But I've done it once at a foreign takeaway-"
"Overseas? Are youtiao popular overseas?"
He Mengli wiped her hair and asked vaguely while eating fried dough sticks and soy milk.
"It's alright-"
Jiang Ge couldn't help but think back to his time in M Nation, where a disaster was caused by a youtiao.
At that time, the youtiao fried from Ginger's Youtiao had been sold for a sky-high price of 10,000 USD. This was not his fault, but the fault of the Americans. Those Americans who had tasted Ginger's Youtiao would be addicted to it and could not extricate themselves from the taste. In the end, his youtiao had been fought over by the Americans in the morning. Hence, an auction for youtiao had begun.
The scene was chaotic.
At that time, even the police were mobilized!
The person who snatched the youtiao was shot to death because he was hated by others.
M Nation's gun control was very relaxed. Almost every household had guns, which was why it caused such a tragedy.
It was also from then on that Jiang Ge decided not to reveal his culinary skills for no reason.
A grandmaster-level chef was no joke.
Just a single youtiao had caused a commotion. If he were to show off a few of his skills and make a big dish, wouldn't he be recorded in the Chinese cuisine handbook?
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