Chapter 37 037 Egg Yolk Dumplings [First Update]
Zhao Yu, a student in Class 3 of Grade 1, got up as soon as the bell rang.
The teacher in the office had just walked in from outside when she met Zhao Yu's face and greeted her: "Teacher Zhao, are you going into the classroom again?"
Zhao Yu, holding a cup of herbal tea, said, "What can we do? The freshmen have just entered the school, and they're all still restless."
After the intense pressure of the high school entrance exam, most students relaxed a bit during the summer vacation. After the start of the new school year, it's a brand new high school life. They're busy getting to know new classmates and getting familiar with the new environment. The discipline was fine a few days ago, but in the last two days, as they've become more familiar with the people around them, everyone is testing the limits of the rules.
Zhao Yu hardened her expression and silently appeared at the back door of the classroom.
The classroom, which had been rustling softly, fell silent after a dozen seconds.
The military training at Qunying Middle School lasts for two weeks. In recent years, as the physical condition of the children has become increasingly worrying, the school no longer requires the children to stand in the sun all day.
There are three hours of study time in the morning, three hours in the afternoon, and a one-hour break after 1 p.m. If the weather is bad, students will study in the classroom.
So when they discovered that the homeroom teacher was standing at the back door, the classroom instantly fell silent, and rows of little heads immediately slumped down as if to rest.
Zhao Yu stared at the few empty seats in the classroom and patted a boy on the shoulder near the back door.
"Bai Ze, Li Siqi, and Qian Hang, did they participate in training this morning?"
The boy whispered, "I'll participate."
Then, feeling responsible for helping his classmate, he added, "The instructors went overtime by more than ten minutes this morning; they must have gone out to eat."
Zhao Yu nodded, letting the boys rest, while she counted the number of students in the class to confirm that only Bai Ze and two others had not returned.
I stood with my arms crossed at the back door.
Less than three minutes later, three boys came running back, panting. They saw her from more than ten meters away and shrank back in fright.
Zhao Yu found it funny, but still kept a straight face.
"Hello, teacher..."
Zhao Yu glanced at her watch: "I'm five minutes late."
Li Siqi and Qian Hang both lowered their heads, but Bai Ze stubbornly held on, quietly explaining, "The school cafeteria was too crowded, so we went out to eat."
There were many people at the school gate, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find a place on the street to go.
However, this led to the discovery of an incredibly delicious restaurant, so it was a blessing in disguise...
Zhao Yu hummed in response, her expression unreadable: "What did you eat?"
The three people looked at each other in bewilderment.
Li Siqi: "Um... braised pork belly in a bowl, and cold dishes too."
Qian Hang, looking rather clueless, replied, "It's pretty delicious."
Li Siqi and Bai Ze stared at him in shock, speechless, as if to say, "Why are you saying this?"
Qian Hang looked blankly at his friends. He had eaten so much that he was almost choking, and he was feeling a little dizzy. His mind was all muddled right now.
Zhao Yu couldn't help but grin and waved her hand, "Alright, be mindful of the time next time."
The three students who were so easily let off the hook still felt like they were dreaming when they entered the classroom. This teacher, Ms. Zhao, was known for being both strict and excellent. On the day they arrived for registration, there were even banners hanging outside the school displaying the names of several of her students.
Li Siqi said softly, "I think Teacher Zhao is quite nice."
Qian Hang: "Hey, the teacher just asked what we ate. Should I tell her which restaurant it was?"
Bai Ze: ……
"...Go to sleep!"
Eating too many carbs will make you dizzy!
You even recommended a store to the teacher? Why didn't you suggest getting one for the homeroom teacher too?
...
Zhao Yu returned to her office and, noticing the time was almost up, the bell rang for military training assembly.
She took a parasol out of her bag.
Where is Teacher Zhao going?
Zhao Yu: "It's because the cafeteria was too crowded at noon, and I haven't had a chance to eat yet. I went to the playground to check on my students and grab a bite to eat while I was at it."
During military training, the school cafeteria starts operating at full capacity. Qunying Middle School does not have a separate cafeteria for teachers, so if they miss mealtimes, they have to find their own meals.
Zhao Yu first went to the playground to intimidate the students, and then walked out of the school gate with light steps.
"Is it...this direction?"
The photos on her phone showed the takeout restaurants she had eaten at when she was on duty at the school during the summer vacation.
The tomato and egg rice bowl they made last time was so amazing that Zhao Yu and her son ate Wen's takeout quite often during the summer vacation.
If it weren't for the fact that she finally had a day off and didn't want to go out, Zhao Yu would have even wanted to go to the library to have dinner with her son.
However, ordering takeout wasn't always convenient, especially as Wenji became more and more popular. Many times when Zhao Yu clicked on it, it showed "the store is closed".
However, all of that is in the past now!
Zhao Yu stood at the entrance of Wenji's shop. She had been eating takeout all summer and this was her first time coming to the shop.
Wenji's storefront is a bit old, but it's kept quite clean.
It was already past noon when Zhao Yu pushed open the door and went in, still worried that there might be no one in the store.
But when they entered, they ran into two acquaintances.
"Teacher Liu? Teacher Xu?"
The two female teachers were also surprised: "Teacher Zhao, why are you here at this time too?"
Zhao Yu sat down: "It's because there were too many people in the cafeteria at noon today."
Teacher Liu laughed: "I knew it! The more often we come here, the more likely we are to run into Xiao Zhao."
Zhao Yu: "I've been looking forward to this for a long time. If it weren't for the recent start of the new semester and the many things to do in class, I would have come much earlier."
"Yeah, back in summer vacation, it was just a few of us at school. Everyone knew this place had delicious rice bowls."
"But Xiao Zhao, you probably don't know this place doesn't sell rice bowls anymore."
Zhao Yu: "Huh? You're not selling it anymore?"
If it sells so well, are you going to stop selling it?
Xu Tao chuckled and said, "Right? I thought it was weird at first too, but you'll know once you try it."
Seeing the menu on the wall, Zhao Yu suddenly remembered the three students from earlier.
"No wonder……"
Students these days are something else; they're already getting their hands on delicious treats right after the start of the semester.
Zhao Yu muttered a couple of things and ordered herself a plate of meatballs.
Liu An and Xu Tao ordered a braised pork belly and a cold dish together. The cold dish had already been served, so they told Zhao Yu not to order any more and to eat together.
Zhao Yu simply ordered another platter of braised dishes: "Try them all. I didn't know you sold braised dishes if I hadn't come here."
Just then, Mrs. Wen came over carrying a bowl of braised pork. Upon hearing this, she explained, "The main problem is that we haven't been able to sell enough braised dishes in the shop, and we don't even know the exact number, so we haven't been able to offer delivery... Your meal."
When Liu An saw the crispy pork on the table, his eyes lit up: "My son tells me every day that this is delicious. The brat says he looks forward to this meal every day at the library. I want to try it and see how delicious it is."
The three of them started eating together.
"You know what, it really is delicious."
"It's a bit oily, but it smells really good."
"Sister Liu, try the potatoes, they taste even better."
By the time Zhao Yu's meatballs were served, the group had already eaten most of the crispy pork.
Zhao Yu placed the meatballs in the middle: "Eat them all."
The meatballs were quite large, twice the size of the fried meatballs I'd had before, so there were only three meatballs in the bowl besides the taro at the bottom.
There's no need to divide them up; one for each person is just right.
Zhao Yu used her chopsticks to pick up a small piece and put it in her mouth, instantly impressed by the meatball's substantial texture.
These meatballs are so big, yet they have absolutely no fishy smell. The meat is firm and springy, with a perfect ratio of lean to fat. The meat juices are oozing out, and the aroma of oil is irresistible.
Everyone was deeply immersed in the deliciousness of the meatballs.
until--
Zhao Yu ate a piece of delicate, powdery, salty, and fragrant chunks.
"What's this?"
Use chopsticks to scrape a piece of oily fat off the middle of the meatball.
"Duck egg yolk, perhaps?"
Liu An was the oldest among them, and his sense of taste was somewhat insensitive. When he tasted the salted duck egg yolk, it was like discovering a new continent.
"This is good, this is good. I've never had it prepared this way before."
Each meatball contained a salted egg yolk!
The rich meat gravy and salted egg yolks are surprisingly well-matched. The salty and oily duck egg yolks, soaked in the meat gravy, are placed on top of rice. The delicate texture of the duck egg, the oily texture of the rice, and the seasoning of the gravy elevate an already delicious meal to another level.
The three of them each finished a large bowl of rice and praised everything they ate.
"This sauce is delicious too."
"This sauce wasn't available when we came yesterday."
"Is this a new one from the boss?"
"Oh, my stomach is so full."
"Let's go, get up and move around."
The three of them couldn't help but ask Wen's mother where she bought the sauce.
Wen's mother: "It wasn't bought, it was homemade."
Xu Tao couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement: "No wonder."
No matter how expensive the sauces outside are, they can't taste like this.
Wen's mother already knew from their words that these were teachers at the school, and hearing them praise them, she felt honored as well.
"Welcome to visit us again."
After seeing the person off, Wen's mother happily said to her husband, "I told you, our shop's business would definitely improve."
Things are very different now. Even though business has been slow recently, the store still makes at least a thousand yuan a day.
Today, several new customers came in, and Mrs. Wen felt that the shop would soon be bustling with customers again, so she urged her husband to hurry up and practice making claypot rice.
"Find someone to modify the stove tomorrow."
Now that Wen's mother has some money, she decided to grit her teeth and make some minor modifications to the stove. It wouldn't be convenient to completely change it, but she could make four small stoves specifically for making clay pot rice.
Just as Wen's mother was thinking about how to improve the store's business, Wen Fan encountered some trouble at school.
For the past week, probably because of Wen Fan's speech on the first day of school, the male and female protagonists and their group have not had any interaction with her.
Even Jin Rui, the male lead's lackey, quieted down considerably. He hadn't done his summer homework, and handed in several blank notebooks. The homeroom teacher got angry and told him to finish them. If he couldn't finish them, he would have to stand at the back of the classroom and listen to the lesson.
Wen Fan lived his high school life to the fullest, enduring the gloomy gaze of Jin Rui standing under the blackboard at the back.
Under these circumstances, Wen Fan even improved his relationship with his deskmate.
My deskmate has a round face, with a veil covering her cheeks and a patch of fine freckles.
Perhaps it's because these freckles always make people feel inferior, this girl named Han Lulu always keeps her head down.
On the first day of school, Wen Fan was engrossed in reading and gave Jin Rui a disapproving look.
The next day, Han Lulu took the initiative to hand Wen Fan a test paper.
On the third day, Han Lulu stood on Wen Fan's side during PE class.
On the fourth day, Han Lulu quietly asked Wen Fan if he wanted to go to the toilet together.
On the fifth day, which is today, Han Lulu quietly told Wen Fan that she was very grateful to Wen Fan for scolding Jin Rui.
“He always said I was ugly and that I was pretending to be a foreigner.”
Jin Rui was a smooth talker. The two had known each other since junior high school, when Han Lulu's freckles were already starting to appear. Jin Rui would tease her every day, and Han Lulu, feeling indignant, told the teacher. But the teacher said it was nothing, that Jin Rui was just joking with her.
Han Lulu then stopped talking.
After all, Jin Rui, a boy who seems carefree and occasionally sarcastic, is seen by teachers as a symbol of a lively boy.
Han Lulu secretly cheered when Wen Fan scolded Jin Rui.
Yeah, Jin Rui has such a sharp tongue. To put it nicely, he's cheerful; to put it bluntly, he's just a busybody and a gossip.
So what if I have freckles?
Did you eat their rice?
Han Lulu fumed in a low voice as she complained to Wen Fan.
Wen Fan looked up from her book: "Actually, your freckles are quite pretty too."
She's very cute, and Han Lulu is tall. Everyone is only seventeen, and Han Lulu is already 1.75 meters tall, and she's almost 1.77 meters. She's a head taller than Wen Fan and a centimeter or two taller than Jin Rui standing behind her.
"He might be jealous that you're taller than him. Next time he talks about you, just ask him about his height."
Wen Fan now felt that there was no need to focus on the male and female leads. He had no connection with them whatsoever, and those past events were over and there was no point in bringing them up again.
But Jin Rui, this person is just like a fly.
Wen Fan glanced expressionlessly at the fly standing behind him.
"Ask him if he bought stilts. If he didn't, then don't stand in front of you, so you don't step on him when you don't see the road."
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