Chapter 13 Meow meow meow meow
Professor Murong was holding a half-eaten wonton in tomato soup.
Professor Wang also held a half-eaten garlic wonton in his hand.
The two men stared at each other, neither giving in.
——Come on! Hurt each other!
"The wontons in tomato soup are still the best. The garlic is too tacky."
Professor Murong said this, but his eyes were fixed on the greasy garlic wontons with a look of desire.
"You know shit! The tomatoes are too bland. Such fresh shrimp wontons should be seasoned with garlic to taste good."
Professor Wang held the garlic wontons high, but still couldn't help but look at the steaming tomato soup wontons and swallow his saliva quietly.
...What should I do? I really want to eat another flavor of wonton.
The two professors, who had been fighting with each other for most of their lives, now had the same ideas.
Many students were watching nearby. They pretended not to be paying attention, but their ears were perked up. Some of them even took out their mobile phones to shoot short videos.
Professor Wang and Professor Murong are both famous figures. Many of them have attended their classes. They didn’t expect that these big guys would quarrel over wontons!
Well, the two of them have always been at odds, and quarrels are commonplace.
The two professors looked at each other.
After half a minute of stalemate, Professor Wang suddenly spoke with difficulty: "...Would you like to try the garlic wontons?"
Professor Murong snorted and said, "You can try it. Tomato soup, would you like some?"
The two men were like a bullfight, you looked at me, I looked at you, and the situation was about to break out.
Suddenly, they reached out their hands in tacit understanding.
They exchanged the wonton bowls in their hands.
Then, the two professors each took the wontons they had been craving for and began to gobble them up voraciously.
As he ate the sweet and sour tomato wontons, Professor Wang thought that although Murong Qinghe was arrogant, he was still a good person.
As he ate the spicy and smooth garlic wontons, Professor Murong thought that although Wang Jianhua was stupid, he was not without merit.
Onlookers: “???”
Wait, the sun is rising from the west?
The two mortal enemies who had been arguing fiercely in the office, with you spitting at my door and me throwing eggs at your window, actually reconciled because of the charm of wontons!
This is really rare.
Think about it carefully. Professor Wang and Professor Murong have been fighting for thirty years. When they were undergraduates, they competed for who got more scholarships. When they were doctoral students, they competed for who published more papers. Later, they competed for teaching positions and project investment. They have been competing for their entire lives...
Even when Professor Wang grew potted flowers in his office, Professor Murong would grow the same kind, and he would insist on growing them better than him and show them off to the whole school.
These are just two old stubborn people who are always vindictive and hostile to each other.
At this time, they were all squatting next to the street lights, holding their wonton bowls, shoulder to shoulder, happily immersed in the delicious food.
In front of the hot wontons, the enemy who has been entangled with me for more than 30 years seems to be less hateful?
Professor Murong happily ate half a bowl of garlic wontons, wiped his mouth, and started to complain again: "My tomato soup wontons are still more delicious. I lost."
Professor Wang: “???”
Professor Wang was so angry when he saw that he turned his face and refused to recognize him after eating, he said, "You old thief, then spit out my garlic wontons!"
If he gives Murong the old villain another chance to save face in the future, he will be a dog!
The two glared at each other fiercely.
After a while, the two men snorted coldly, turned their heads to the sides, and walked away with big strides.
Onlookers: “…”
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The tit-for-tat exchange between Professor Wang and Professor Murong at the snack stand was secretly filmed by students present and posted on a certain audio platform, where it received over 100,000 likes within three hours.
The blogger who shot the video was very clever. He added some grand music at the beginning and a professional narration like a CCTV reporter:
——"What you are seeing now is Professor Wang Jianhua, an editorial board member of SCI journals, academician of the two academies, leader of the National Key Laboratory, and the most influential scholar in artificial intelligence in the world."
——"And Professor Murong Qinghe, who is also an academician of the two academies, a pioneer of convolutional neural networks, the annual winner of the Cologne Research Award, the chief scientist of the Capital Think Tank, and the founder of the business incubator Cosponsor."
——"Let's take a look at their recent fierce confrontation, a wonderful game of intelligence and intelligence, and a peak collision of strength and beauty."
Then the scene of the video changed, and Professor Wang and Professor Murong appeared, staring at each other with angry eyes... looking at the wontons in each other's hands.
After a brief negotiation, they snatched each other's wontons and started eating them without caring about their image.
The accompanying music also suddenly changed from being grand at the beginning to becoming a little funny.
The comment section is filled with question marks.
"???"
"Hahahahahaha no, it seems these two professors were nominated for the Nobel Prize this year???"
"It turns out that my supervisor usually pushes me like crazy in the lab, but after leaving the lab, he secretly does this kind of thing (tired smile)"
"Okay, this is why I didn't apply to Kyoto University. It's definitely not because my scores are not high enough."
"If you don't sign up, then I won't sign up either, brother."
Another comment expressed everyone's thoughts: "Are wontons really that delicious? They look so delicious!"
How delicious must the wontons be to make these two national treasure-level bosses disregard their image and go to such lengths over a bowl of wontons in public!
So, with the help of the two professors, this bowl of wontons quietly became popular on a certain audio platform.
But Jian Yunlan knew nothing about this.
Even if he knew, his focus would still be on setting up the stall. As long as he could set up the stall and see the happy smiles of the diners, he would be willing to win tens of millions in lottery every day!
Today is the last day I will be selling wontons at the stall in front of the Peking University gate.
Jian Yunlan has already made up his mind that today, he wants to do something different.
——Cantonese style fried wontons!
In his previous life, Jian Yunlan grew up in Shu, but he spent his four years of college in Nanyue.
When I was in college, although I was tortured by heavy academic workload every day, I would go to the local breakfast shop in the morning, order a portion of fried crispy wontons and dip them in sweet and spicy sauce, which was an indescribable deliciousness.
The ingredients needed for fried wontons are not complicated. Just like the previous days, it is pork filling, shrimp paste, and eggs. In order to enrich the taste, Jian Yunlan also bought some winter bamboo shoots and leeks.
When I returned to the villa, I saw the housekeeper holding a jar with a thick, translucent white mud-like substance in it.
"Butler, what are you holding in your hand?" Jian Yunlan stopped him curiously.
"I don't know what it is," the housekeeper said with a professional smile, "Aunt Wang brought it back from visiting relatives a few days ago. She said she wanted to see if you wanted it, and if not, she would throw it away."
The housekeeper wasn't quite sure what this thing was and planned to put it in the warehouse so it wouldn't take up space.
Jian Yunlan opened the jar, dipped some with her finger and smelled it.
The texture of the 'white mud' is very silky, like soap, and it smells salty with a hint of pepper.
It's a can of good lard.
Jian Yunlan was overjoyed and held the jar: "This is lard, very good quality lard!"
At first glance, you can tell that it is something that people in the countryside cook and eat. It is so delicate, fragrant and white, and you can't buy it on the market.
Aunt Wang had just finished cleaning and came out. Jian Yunlan rushed over and held her hand: "Aunt Wang, thank you, you are such a good person, I love you! Butler, give Aunt Wang a bonus and deduct it from my personal credit card."
Aunt Wang: “……?”
Aunt Wang couldn't help but blush slightly when such a handsome guy like Jian Yunlan held her hand and said "I love you".
Oh, that's so embarrassing.
Jian Yunlan had already rushed into the kitchen like a gust of wind, humming a song, and began to prepare for today's stall.
It’s still the usual process of chopping meat, preparing stuffing, rolling noodles, slicing and wrapping wontons.
Add a spoonful of Aunt Wang’s lard to the meat filling. Not much is needed, just one spoonful is enough to add the finishing touch to the fried wontons.
The shape of the fried wontons is somewhat different from other wontons. Jian Yunlan put his hands together, folded them in half, and pinched the dough together from left to right, and small goldfish-shaped wontons appeared.
This shape is both beautiful and delicious, and the dipping sauce is also tasty.
For the dipping sauce, Jian Yunlan prepared the classic sweet and spicy garlic sauce. In case someone doesn’t like sweet and spicy sauce, he also prepared mayonnaise and vinegar, and diners can choose by themselves.
Because fried wontons are easy to get greasy, Jian Yunlan thought about it and made her own lemon bubble tea, giving a cup with each serving of fried wontons.
Everything was ready and the time was almost up, so Jian Yunlan loaded the ingredients, pots, and beverage barrels onto the tricycle.
Set up the stall!
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Ning Sheng is fine.
The doctor gave him a comprehensive examination and concluded that his hypoglycemia was caused by irregular diet and lack of rest, and he must eat on regular times.
Then he was discharged from the hospital.
After being discharged from the hospital, Ning Sheng went to see her mother first.
My mother and grandmother have been moving these past two days, moving to Haiping Community. Ning Sheng was very confused at first. How could their family get the money to live in Haiping Community? After Ning Menglian explained the reason.
Ning Sheng: “…”
It seems like something Boss Jian would do.
Because Ning Menglian still had to go to work and Ning Sheng had classes tomorrow, they returned to the dormitory.
When he returned to the dormitory, it was only half past five. Li Mingxi was already fully armed, wearing sneakers, bringing a small stool, a small fan, and mosquito repellent, ready to go out.
It was cooler after the rain a few days ago, but it became inexplicably hot again today, as if we had suddenly returned to summer. The air was stuffy and mosquitoes were flying around.
In order to ensure that you can eat wontons, you have to queue for two hours and you must be fully armed.
"Ning Shen! Are you feeling better?" Seeing Ning Sheng nod, Li Mingxi continued happily, "Shall we go get wontons together?"
Ning Sheng looked at him deeply.
Li Mingxi's heart skipped a beat and he thought, is he still too abrupt?
Ning Sheng is Ning Sheng after all. He is not the kind of person who is obsessed with food and drink.
No matter how delicious the wontons are, Ning Sheng wouldn't be willing to waste two hours queuing.
Ning Sheng picked up the bag on her seat, turned around and walked out the door.
Li Mingxi was a little embarrassed.
After a few seconds, Ning Sheng turned around and asked him, "Why don't you leave? Is there something you didn't take?"
Li Mingxi: “…Oh oh oh!”
It looks like Ning Sheng is also going to queue up for wontons!
This is the charm of wonton!
As soon as he walked out of the dormitory door, Ning Sheng looked around. In the dormitory building, there were a dozen or so students wearing glasses, walking out in twos and threes, as if they were going to the library. They were from the same algorithm group as Li Mingxi. They were wearing plaid shirts and knew each other. They nodded at Li Mingxi.
Seeing them, Ning Sheng suddenly frowned: "Not good."
Li Mingxi: “?”
Ning Sheng patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "There are too many people. It's too late! Run!"
Li Mingxi: “???”
The two of them started running. The other students who were pretending to go to the library saw them running and immediately stopped pretending and started running as well.
How was their disguise discovered? !
The students ran and screamed:
"Wonton! It's ours!!!"
“No one can take it away!!!”
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