Chapter 55 055 Jianbing Guozi (Second Update)
The autumn drizzle finally came after being predicted for three or four days.
Wen's mother reminded Wen Fan, "Wear an extra jacket. Isn't there a windbreaker I bought for you in the closet? Put that on."
In previous years, when the seasons changed, Wen's mother would only buy clothes for Wen Fan. This year, the family business was good, so Wen's mother bought new clothes for the whole family. She bought three windbreakers from a certain sports brand. They had fleece linings, which were perfect for the unpredictable weather in autumn.
Wen Fan absentmindedly hummed in agreement. These past few days, her classmates had been making her attend extra classes. Every evening, someone would casually announce that it was time for a certain subject class, and then say, "Take out your books, let's do a little quiz first."
After doing this, every subject turned out so badly it was unbelievable.
"Wen Fan, how exactly did you get into the Elite Team!"
"The teacher just explained this point yesterday."
"Hurry up and study, time is very tight!"
Wen Fan felt completely numb. Before, it was okay to tutor in math; she could use all the time she had after finishing her homework in the evening to do the extra homework Qin He assigned her. But now that she had physics, English, and chemistry, every night had become exceptionally painful for Wen Fan.
First, finish the homework assigned by the teacher—then study the subject you are tutoring today—do the homework for today's tutoring subject—review the subject you were tutoring yesterday…
For several days in a row, the lights were kept on until late at night, giving Wen Fan the feeling that he could return to the palace as soon as he closed his eyes.
Even her dreams were in the palace, but instead of the stern-faced old nanny and the head eunuch, she was surrounded by serious-looking class representatives and top students. These people were dressed as eunuchs or palace maids, and they spoke to her in high-pitched voices.
"Did I explain this problem or not? How come you still got it wrong? I'm punishing you by making you copy it three times."
"Wen Xiaofan, Wen Xiaofan, do you think you can escape punishment by saying you studied math last night? If you can't memorize this physics formula, copy it a hundred times!"
"The homeroom teacher has ordered (...) to conduct a diagnostic test immediately."
"In the classroom (the palace), you must follow the rules..."
Oops, wrong channel.
Wen Fan opened his eyes to the faint morning light. His mother and father were tiptoeing in the living room, discussing what dishes to prepare for the day.
Hearing Wen Fan get up, her mother urged her to put on more clothes.
Wen Fan put on his windbreaker and let out a heavy sigh of relief.
It's Friday today, great! I can cook tomorrow...
She proactively asked Wen's mother, "Has anyone booked a table for tomorrow night?"
Wen's mother was somewhat surprised, but still replied, "There's a table at your sister Qu Qingqing's house. They said they wanted to order some dishes. I'll give you the menu tonight."
Even a table full of food is fine, Wen Fan immediately perked up.
These days, breakfast time is a rare moment of peace for Wen Fan. She makes several jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes) so perfectly that it's unbelievable. Her mother stretches out the oil paper to wrap them up for her and keeps asking her if it's enough.
Wen Fan made four jianbing guozi in a row, and was reluctant to put the spatula away when it was time to leave.
That's enough.
Wen's mother: "That's good. He tutors you. What a great classmate he is. You should invite him to the restaurant this weekend. I'll treat him to a good meal."
Wen Fan had nothing to hide from his mother, and since he had more than half an hour of tutoring time every day, he always had to tell his parents where he was. So Wen Fan honestly told them that his classmates wanted to tutor him.
Upon hearing this, Wen's mother was deeply moved and repeatedly praised these good students.
Not to mention that Wen Fan brings breakfast to people in the morning, if she could, Wen's mother would like to take care of all three meals a day!
Wen Fan ate a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) himself, while hanging the others on his schoolbag: "We'll see."
She doesn't want to think about anything right now, she just wants to get through today so she can cook to her heart's content tomorrow!
"Milk! Don't forget!"
Wen Fan picked up the milk expressionlessly, wishing Friday were longer and the weekend were shorter.
When Wen Fan arrived at the classroom, he handed over the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), and someone immediately took it to share.
Their method of distributing breakfast was quite unique. Wen Fan would give out three portions in the morning: two for those who had extra classes that day, and one for the person who improved their score the fastest in the last exam. Recently, because of her improved score on the math quiz, that portion was given to Qin He.
Even Han Lulu couldn't pull strings now; her privilege of being her deskmate was ruthlessly stripped away. But out of consideration for Wen Fan, she was given a substitute spot in biology class...
While complaining incessantly, Han Lulu began a frantic internal competition, working on the biology questions until she was practically smoking.
"Waaaaah, if I don't pass XX in biology, they definitely won't let me tutor you!"
Wen Fan could only pat Han Lulu's shoulder silently.
She has absolutely no say in anything now. She has about ten teachers in the class, and sometimes she gets caught even for daydreaming. Even Han Lulu keeps a close eye on her during biology class…
The person who will tutor her tonight is the physics class representative. The physics class representative excitedly received two jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), like a husband who has been looked down upon by his wife and finally made a lot of money. He didn't bother to eat any himself, but handed one jianbing guozi to his deskmate first, proudly puffing out his chest, as if to say, "Look how awesome I am."
Students: ...
It's really strange.
The physics class representative's deskmate finally got to eat the breakfast he had been longing for: steaming hot jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes). The mung bean pancake was spread extremely thin, with a soft pancake wrapping a crispy filling. The egg was tender, and the sauce brushed inside was rich and flavorful, slightly sweet and spicy.
The physics class representative ate to his heart's content, while his deskmate wolfed down his food, regretting it so much afterward that he slapped his thigh in remorse.
"It should be served with soy milk!"
If you pair it with soy milk, I can't even imagine how perfect it would be!
The student in front of the physics class representative turned around, looking on with obvious envy: "Hey, what does the jianbing guozi taste like?"
The physics class representative was stunned: "What else could it taste like? It tastes like a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe).
To be honest, Wen Fan didn't create a new dish, but she has the ability to elevate the food you usually eat at street stalls from an 80 to a 100. After you finish eating it, you'll have a feeling that this is the best you'll ever eat, this is a 100. Even if you eat a delicious jianbing guozi again in the future, you'll probably only sigh and say, "I once ate a 100-point jianbing guozi."
The student in front of him silently turned around.
Teacher Wang walked into the classroom, first taking a deep breath of the aroma of breakfast filling the room, before announcing that everyone should open their books and begin the lesson.
After a class period, Teacher Wang was a little puzzled.
Although the class is usually well-disciplined, it has never been like this before, with so many students actually listening attentively!
The look in his eyes wasn't one of confusion, but rather genuine contemplation!
Teacher Wang: "...Okay, everyone did well in this lesson. The homework is...get out of class dismissed!"
Back in her office, Teacher Wang couldn't help but talk to her colleagues about the students' strange behavior.
“They listened very attentively. I’ve been teaching for over a year and I’ve never seen them like that before.”
Why is that?
"I don't know, I was wondering if there's some kind of school event going on recently?"
"I haven't heard of any event there."
"Yeah, isn't that weird?"
But the strangest thing was yet to come.
When the second class ended, the math teacher approached her.
"Teacher Wang, how do you manage your class? They're all so proactive; some even ask questions during class."
Especially those few in the class who take advantage of their good brains and don't pay much attention in class, it's like the sun has risen in the west, they don't lose focus for a single minute.
The math teacher pulled Mr. Wang aside to learn from his experience, and he even brought along the homeroom teacher of Class 3. Why is Class 3 not like Class 2?
Teacher Wang was still confused herself, so she didn't have any real advice to give the math teacher. She only managed to bluff her way through a couple of sentences when the English teacher walked in...
All morning, Ms. Wang was constantly being questioned by her teachers, who all wanted to know how she had inspired her students' enthusiasm for learning. They were all colleagues at the same school, so they shouldn't keep secrets and should share their knowledge.
Teacher Wang: "...How would I know!"
She hasn't done anything lately!
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Wen Fan finally made it through Friday. Her mother gave her the menu that evening, her expression filled with worry.
"Xiao Fan, I haven't agreed yet. Take a look at the menu first. If it's not good, we'll refuse."
Yesterday, Qu Qingqing's mother came to make a reservation, but she had one request: that the food be made according to the menu. Wen's mother didn't think much of it, since her shop was just a small place and served only home-style dishes, so she asked for the menu.
Qu's mother was delayed by a day and only delivered the menu this afternoon. But when Wen's mother saw the menu, her heart sank.
It's not that I've never heard of the dishes on the menu, but rather that the entire menu is filled with seafood!
It's worth noting that this area is not located by the sea, and locals don't have the habit of eating seafood. There are also very few restaurants that serve good seafood, yet this list is full of expensive seafood!
Sea urchins, sea cucumbers, sea fish...
They even specifically requested seafood porridge!
Although the mother handed over the order form and said that they didn't need to worry about the raw materials.
"It's already ordered, it will be delivered to the store tomorrow morning."
These ingredients alone cost a lot of money.
Qu's mother thought to herself, "My brother-in-law has really gone all out for this deal. He hesitated for almost half a month before finally deciding to go all out. Whether it succeeds or not, the client won't give us a second chance. So we'll see how the dinner is tomorrow night."
If you eat well, you can make another effort after breaking through; if you don't eat well...
Mother Qu sighed. Her sister's family also had heavy burdens. They were middle-aged and burdened by car and mortgage payments. If this deal didn't work out, her brother-in-law was also getting on in years. The company was very ruthless; if you didn't produce results, you would be squeezed out soon.
Mother Wen held the list in her hand, saying only that she wanted her daughter to take a look first.
Sea cucumber and sea urchin—I'm afraid my daughter has never eaten them before. If she hasn't eaten them, can I still make them?
After reviewing the list, Wen Fan didn't appear as worried as her mother. Her mother pondered for a moment, wondering why her daughter seemed... a little excited?
Wen Fan couldn't wait to ask his mother, "Ask Auntie if she sent a lot of ingredients?"
Wow, there are some things I've never seen before inside!
Wen's mother: "There's plenty. Your aunt said that when she ordered it, she took into account that you would be trying the dishes, so apart from what we use for dinner, everything else is yours."
Wen Fan happily folded the order form: "Then I'll go to the store tomorrow."
Wen's mother: "Is it settled?"
Wen Fan nodded emphatically: "Sure, tell Auntie that the food on this is fine, but I want to reduce the amount."
Wen Fan's little calculations clicked rapidly: "They're coming for three people, right? Six dishes should be enough."
There were about ten dishes listed, but Wen Fan felt it was unnecessary to make so many. Seafood, unlike other things, wouldn't taste good if reheated for the second meal.
Six dishes, and finally, a special main course.
Wen's mother called Qu's mother, and the matter was settled in a short time.
"Then six dishes, plus a staple food. You decide the ingredients, we can change them, but seafood is the main thing."
Wen Fan was overjoyed. Finally, there were new ingredients for her to explore. Her mood, which had been numb from being overwhelmed by her studies this week, instantly improved. Wen Fan even hummed a song that she had heard Han Lulu sing.
"Today is a good day~"
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