Fu Yu spoke until his mouth was dry. Finally, he sighed with relief, casually twisted open a Hong Guduo beverage bottle cap, took a swig, and refreshed his throat.
The drink was sweet and sour, with a slightly bitter aftertaste.
Fu Yu's mouth felt parched, but after a sip, his throat felt incredibly comfortable.
He happily took another two sips, letting out a long sigh of relief in his heart.
Refreshing...
Actually, when Liu Yunong was cooking earlier, he had already held back a stomach full of words.
After all, knowing there's a better way to cook but having to watch someone else go through it clumsily is truly frustrating.
Now that he got it all out in one go, it was so satisfying!
Liu Yunong was dumbfounded.
Although what Fu Yu said wasn't very pleasant, on closer inspection, one had to admit, he had a point.
If given attention and addressed, it could truly be beneficial to her.
To reach her current level, in terms of culinary skills, she could grasp things with a hint.
Years of accumulated cooking experience had already laid the groundwork for a breakthrough.
Having Fu Yu point out the exact issues meant that improvement was only a matter of time.
Liu Yunong noticeably slowed down the car, pondering over the few issues Fu Yu had just raised as she drove.
Every word seemed like a gem, every sentence a wise saying.
This got Liu Yunong a bit excited.
However...
Once she sorted through all of Fu Yu's suggestions, her inexplicable excitement gradually subsided.
Her heated mind began to cool, and Liu Yunong suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed.
Apparently, in Fu Yu's eyes, there were so many flaws and gaps in her cooking techniques.
And yet, she was completely unaware of them.
Especially recalling Fu Yu's detailed and specific guidance when he was giving suggestions earlier.
Liu Yunong felt her mindset was unsteady, almost collapsing.
Fortunately, she had already clarified that today's conversation was purely an academic exchange.
And these issues weren't major problems.
At most, they were just some bad habits she had unknowingly developed over years of cooking.
Thankfully... thankfully...
Liu Yunong glanced at Fu Yu, who was drinking the beverage. It seemed like he had said everything he wanted to say, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
That's all, then.
Liu Yunong adjusted her mindset, ready to speak.
But she was a step too late.
Fu Yu, having finished the beverage and feeling his throat refreshed, felt his spirits lifted, then smiled and said: "Master, actually, I have one more suggestion I haven't finished..."
Liu Yunong's words were stuck in her throat, she turned her head in surprise: "???
Fu Yu nodded enthusiastically: "For example, like with making stuffed cherries. Have you noticed that the texture of the fruit after steaming isn't particularly great? I think there's too much fruit pulp, which actually affects the taste of the stuffing. I'm thinking, could we..."
Fu Yu talked endlessly, getting more and more excited as he went!
However, Liu Yunong was starting to feel hot.
First, her cheeks felt warm, then her ears were burning, and then her palms on the steering wheel began to feel clammy and damp...
Even though she was just sitting in the seat, only her arms moving, her whole body felt as if it was about to spontaneously combust, with a vague sense of smoke rising from her head...
Liu Yunong gritted her teeth, no, she couldn't continue listening!
If she kept listening, her state of mind would collapse!
But seeing as Fu Yu was talking non-stop, as if he could go on until daylight.
Liu Yunong could only grit her teeth and listen, while desperately flooring the accelerator!
What?
Over the speed limit?
Let it be!
What?
Not safe?
I just want to crash and be done with it!
...
Despite usually taking a 40-minute drive every day, Liu Yunong made it in 20 minutes with a sharp brake, stopping at the back door of Qianlima.
Taking a deep breath, Liu Yunong turned her head and gave an awkward smile: "Xiaofu, we're here. Do you think we could continue this conversation another time?"
Fu Yu glanced outside the car window, a bit regretful, how did the time fly by so fast today?
"Alright, Master, I enjoyed talking with you today. Thank you for bringing me back."
Liu Yunong wore a helpless expression: I didn't enjoy it!
Fu Yu got out of the car, following instructions to take out a case of Hong Guduo beverages from the trunk, waving with a smile: "Thank you for the drink, Master. Let's continue tomorrow!"
Liu Yunong didn't answer, hit the gas, and sprayed Fu Yu with exhaust fumes.
Please, no more!
Until my state of mind is stable, don't even think about continuing.
Watching Fu Yu's figure grow smaller in the rearview mirror, Liu Yunong let out a sincere sigh of relief.
Such an exhausting day!
...
Fu Yu carried a box of beverages back to his room.
This Hong Guduo drink seemed average, but the taste was actually quite good.
The box contained 20 bottles; he'd mail a few back home tomorrow, give a few to Zhao Meng, and keep the rest for himself.
The drink was sweet and sour, but with a slightly bitter taste—wondering if Liu Yuqing would like it or not.
Fu Yu thought he would take a bottle to work tomorrow for Liu Yuqing to try.
If she liked it, he'd give her a few more bottles.
Fu Yu contentedly placed the drinks on the table, did a simple wash-up, and as usual, lay on the bed and stretched comfortably.
From the moment he opened his eyes in the morning till now, Fu Yu finally had some time to himself.
A bed that fulfilled all his nighttime fantasies!
A good night's sleep awaited.
The next morning, Fu Yu prepared to fry some scallion oil to make scallion oil noodles for breakfast for the back kitchen crew.
As he was getting ready to pour water into the pot, he heard Sun Qingning's voice arriving before him, boisterously entering the kitchen with Zhang Jinyu.
"Chef Fu! Good morning!"
After moving into the new dorm, Sun Qingning and Zhang Jinyu were assigned to the same room.