Bai Lu remembered that Xiao Cheng had something to do in the city, so she leaned over and whispered, "Weren't you going to the city?"
Xiao Cheng glanced coldly at Chen Dafu: "No rush."
Chen Dafu froze, feeling as if he had been stabbed a thousand times by an ancient ice blade, and he was completely disoriented.
I feel like the studies ahead are going to be torture.
Sure enough, my premonition was right.
Xiao Cheng immediately assigned teaching types: he would teach the boys, and Bai Lu would teach the girls.
Despite Wang Cuihua and Chen Dafu's roundabout attempts to switch places, Xiao Cheng rejected their suggestions with a single sentence.
Moreover, Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu's teaching methods were completely different, leaving the boys in the class with no way to express their suffering.
When teaching the White Dew season, the teacher will stir-fry the ingredients by hand while explaining the precautions for each step.
She uses the simplest language, down to the smallest detail, to ensure everyone can understand. Anyone with questions can ask directly, and she will answer them on the spot.
As soon as the chestnuts were put into the pot, people frantically added sugar syrup, and before they could stir them up, the pot burned.
"Would you call that making things difficult?" Wu Fangli, always eager for drama, asked with a smile.
But... Xiao Cheng only taught them once. There's no such thing as a genius who can learn something after just one lesson!
Meng Youliang, Lu Shi, and the others were also thinking to themselves, they really wanted a gentle and patient teacher like Bai Lu.
That wasn't enough to bring him to his senses.
Wen Xiuyun, Wu Fangli, and others sought advice from Bai Lu, who answered all their questions with kindness and gentleness. They all learned with great enthusiasm.
I even doubted myself, wondering if I was really as stupid as a pig, unable to do such a simple thing.
Bai Lu nodded: "That's right, quite impressive."
She tried to get Xiao Cheng to make decisions for her.
I thought the first step, stirring the sand, was the hardest hell mode, but it turned out to be the easiest mode.
Startled, he immediately closed his eyes. Although he had already withdrawn his peeking gaze, he still solemnly promised, "I won't look around. I'll only look at the chestnuts. I'll definitely learn how to roast chestnuts properly."
Wen Xiuyun and Wu Fangli were also furious, but look at Bai Lu, she not only didn't blame them or make sarcastic remarks, but also offered gentle and tactful comfort.
This isn't the way to seek death. Go look somewhere further away, don't delay their learning how to make roasted chestnuts.
If the sand sticks together for too long and can't be separated, she quickly pours it out and adds fresh sand to continue stir-frying.
Chen Dafu, who is as dull and stupid as a pig, was met with a cold shoulder and cold knives as soon as he asked a question.
Xiao Cheng glared at him coldly: "Don't want to learn?"
Xiao Cheng frowned, "I can't cook it after just one try."
Meng Youliang, Yu Fugui, and the others weren't much better off. They couldn't even cook something once. Although they didn't receive a cold knife from Xiao Cheng, they received a calm gaze that was even more piercing than a cold knife, just like a doctor in a hospital who, after rescuing a critically ill patient, said, "We have done our best."
The next day, the boys' class had all gotten used to Xiao Cheng's gaze when he looked at them as good-for-nothings. Well, they were indeed pretty good-for-nothings.
Wang Cuihua pouted: "I'm out of energy. Is this alright? Bai Lu, don't be too demanding. Who can do everything perfectly?"
The feeling of being sentenced to "stupid punishment" by Xiao Cheng in person was too terrible; they had nowhere to cry.
Subconsciously, they all started to envy the girls' class again.
Bai Lu smiled slightly and suggested calmly, "If your right hand is too weak, you can use your left hand."
I don't want the aloof and indifferent Xiao Cheng!
Yu Fugui, Meng Youliang, and the others respected him as a real man, daring to peep at someone's young wife right under the nose of a big shot. They must have thought the news they heard earlier wasn't clear enough.
Bai Lu rolled her eyes inwardly, but put on a standard smile: "Acheng can roast chestnuts with his left hand, and he can even roast them with both hands at the same time. Isn't that amazing?"
After struggling for half a day, she still couldn't pass the first step of the cooking process, and she suspected that Bailu was deliberately making things difficult for her.
Bai Lu glanced at the small clumps of sand stuck together in the pot. "It's not good yet. If we pour the chestnuts in like this, they'll definitely stick to the pot and burn."
"I'm already exhausted from frying with my right hand. If I tire out my left hand too, how am I going to cook dinner?" Wang Cuihua disagreed: "I can't use my left hand. Who does things with their left hand? Bailu, don't make things difficult for me."
Chen Dafu's eyes froze instantly, then twitched, and his eyeballs seemed to begin to drift away from their sockets.
Xiao Cheng was different.
They can't do it!
The boys' class finally stopped receiving the look Xiao Cheng gave them when he looked at idiots; instead, they all received the cold daggers of the big boss.
Wen Xiuyun, Zhang Huiru, and the others chuckled silently, not bothering to interrupt the man's wishful thinking, since it was pointless anyway.
As he spoke, he picked up the spatula and continued to stir-fry the sand.
Upon hearing Bai Lu's words, Wang Cuihua's impatient eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Xiao Cheng can not only roast chestnuts with his left hand, but he can also roast chestnuts with both hands at the same time?"
Unfortunately, Xiao Cheng didn't even glance at her.
Chen Dafu shuddered: "No, no, no, I just haven't been able to control the force well, and I'm thinking about how to do it."
Instead, they set up a separate kitchen and gave Wang Cuihua special instruction, letting her practice until she mastered the skill.
As she spoke, she turned her face, which looked as if she had been bullied and looked pitiful, towards Xiao Cheng.
They even let Wen Xiuyun, Wu Fangli, and others cook it themselves, providing careful guidance and patient instruction.
"Bai Lu, I've managed to stir-fry the sand and sugar syrup evenly until they're heated. Come and take a look." Wang Cuihua thought roasting chestnuts was easy, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult.
It's as if it's saying, "You're so stupid and dull, you can't even do something this simple."
The happier Bai Lu was learning, the sadder Chen Dafu became, and tons of envy welled up in his eyes.
"It needs to be stir-fried until the sand particles are dry and distinct."
If you don't understand after two tries, I'll look at you like you're an idiot.
I don't want a cold and serious boss anymore!
The boss's requirements are too high!
Xiao Cheng glanced at Bai Lu, who was teaching with a friendly smile, then turned his gaze to Chen Dafu, his expression turning cold and ruthless. In a nonchalant tone, he uttered the most cruel words: "You have good eyes. If you keep looking around, you'll be staying."
The group smiled and continued learning from Bai Lu.
Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu have such a good relationship, how could Wang Cuihua possibly interfere? It's just wishful thinking on her part.
Although they were indeed stupid, it took them an entire afternoon to learn how to stir-fry sand with sugar syrup and get it to pass the test.
He wanted to teach the White Dew season in a gentle and tender way.
Even when faced with Wang Cuihua, who still couldn't understand after being taught ten times, Bai Lu showed no impatience.
"Of course!" Wang Cuihua looked at Xiao Cheng with eyes full of admiration: "Brother Xiao Cheng is the best."
While stir-frying, he explained the steps and gave instructions. After explaining the precautions, he let Chen Dafu and others take turns stir-frying.
"Failure is the mother of success. Learn from this experience and you'll succeed next time. Keep it up!"
The boys' class really wants to do their best too!
"Aren't you going to add syrup yet? Are you saving it for the New Year?"
Xiao Cheng's cold, sarcastic words instantly shattered the envious hearts of Chen Dafu and the others.
One by one, with long faces, they picked up spoons and scooped up the syrup from the buckets, adding it to the pot: "Add it now, add the syrup right away..."
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