Xia Yu took a look at the address book and dialed Kun Kun directly.
Meng Kun likes to play mobile games and doesn’t hang out in the Internet cafe with Dafei and the others. He should be in the dormitory at this time, right?
When Xia Yu was thinking this, the phone suddenly rang.
"Hello? Huh~huh~huh~~"
This chaotic panting sound, could it be...
"Kun Kun, you're not in the dormitory now?"
"No, my wife and I are out, so I'll just leave now if there's nothing else to do!"
Meng Kun hung up the phone after he finished speaking, looking very anxious.
Sure enough, Xia Yu was right. This guy must have gone to rent a room by the hour.
At a critical moment like this, it is better not to disturb others, otherwise if something goes wrong, you won’t know who will be responsible.
But I really can’t find anyone to eat wontons with?
Xia Yu suddenly realized that after more than a year and almost two years in college, his circle of friends was so narrow.
I have never joined any clubs. Apart from my classmates, I don’t really know many people in school. Even in my class, I only get along well with a few people in my dormitory.
If they can't be persuaded, the others will be even more helpless.
After exiting the address book, Xia Yu opened WeChat again without giving up, until he saw Jiang Baiying.
Jiang Baiying?
Oh, by the way, there is also Jiang Baiying!
I didn’t thank her properly last time I asked her for advice, so it wouldn’t be too much to treat her to a bowl of wontons to express my gratitude now!
Xia Yu was not a hesitant person, so he sent the message directly if he thought it was okay.
"Mr. Jiang, are you free now?"
"I'm in the library, what can I do for you, Senior?"
The reply came quickly. Xia Yu was lucky because Jiang Baiying's phone was on silent mode. She happened to see Xia Yu's message when she was checking the time.
"Thank you for what you did last time. I made some wontons at home and wanted to treat you to a bowl."
Xia Yu sent this message and attached a picture.
Small wontons?
Jiang Baiying suddenly perked up. As a Shanghai native, wontons were a childhood memory for her.
At that time she was still in elementary school and her family was not as rich as it is now.
Whenever she scored above 90 points in both Chinese and math, she would excitedly take them home to show her father, because her father would reward her with two dollars.
She wouldn't use the two dollars to buy spicy strips or shrimp strips. Instead, she would go to the wonton stall downstairs to eat a bowl of meat wontons.
There is nothing more nostalgic than that taste, which she earned with her hard work and sweat.
Later, Shanghai developed rapidly, and there were fewer and fewer wonton stalls around her home. Her father's business also grew bigger and bigger, so they moved out of the old house completely when she entered junior high school.
Jiang Baiying’s pocket money now can buy ten wonton shops, but she can never taste the same flavor as before.
Xia Yu's words brought back her memories and aroused her interest.
She never thought that a boy like Xia Yu could actually make wontons and treat her to them!
These are all very new to Jiang Baiying, who only studies in her daily life.
"Senior, it's nothing, I just happen to know this."
"Mr. Jiang, please do me a favor. I just made a bunch of calls, but I didn't deliver a single bowl of wontons. None of these people know what they're talking about."
"Well, then, where shall we meet?"
"The cafeteria is on the third floor. There's no one there at this hour except Auntie's."
Seeing that Jiang Baiying agreed, Xia Yu directly told her the location.
It is definitely not possible to have someone come to his house. His relationship with Jiang Baiying is not as deep as that of his senior, so they have to come to school, and there must be few people around.
Taking all these factors into consideration, the third floor of the cafeteria is the best choice.
If it's not mealtime, the only people in the cafeteria besides the staff are young couples in love, but young couples are not willing to climb to the third floor.
"Okay, I'll be right there!"
After Jiang Baiying finished speaking, she began to pack up her things, which puzzled the people around her.
It’s not even dinner time yet, and Goddess Jiang left early?
They are all people who have not given up on Jiang Baiying. There are freshmen and sophomores. They can't be called bootlickers, after all, Jiang Baiying didn't keep them hanging.
However, they did not have the courage to confess their feelings. They were satisfied just looking at Jiang Baiying from afar.
Xia Yu couldn't understand this kind of mentality, but it didn't prevent him from having afternoon tea with their goddess.
Two servings of wontons were already being cooked in the casserole, and Xia Yu was preparing the soup.
The soup base of wontons is also very important. Seaweed, dried shrimp, chopped green onion, coriander are all necessary, and of course the most important thing is lard, which is definitely the soul of wontons.
So even though lard is called a fitness killer, Xia Yu added it without hesitation, and the aroma came out instantly.
He took out two thermos bowls from the cupboard and put the soup and cooked wontons into them. Xia Yu resisted the urge to eat the wontons directly, packed them up, left the community, and walked towards the school.
He walked all the way to the third floor of the cafeteria and saw Jiang Baiying already waiting for him.
"Student Jiang!"
"Senior Xia."
Hearing Xia Yu's voice, Jiang Baiying looked up and forgot to come over, but her eyes first fell on the wontons Xia Yu was holding.
Although she didn't know how good Xia Yu's cooking skills were, she was still looking forward to it because it was wonton, a snack that carried a lot of things for her.
"You've been waiting for a long time. Eat it quickly, or it won't taste good if it gets foggy."
"Wu" is a dialect word, equivalent to "tuo", which means that noodles left for a long time will lose their original flavor due to expansion. In fact, Xia Yu was just greedy.
"I brought chili peppers and vinegar, but I don't know if you'll eat them or not."
Xia Yu placed the two thermal boxes in front of himself and Jiang Baiying respectively, and then took out chili oil and vinegar like magic.
"Thank you, Senior!"
Jiang Baiying opened the lid of the box and the fresh aroma of pork hit her face, making her eyes widen instantly.
If it were just that, Jiang Baiying would not be so surprised. What surprised her was that she smelled the familiar scent in her memory, the scent that made people miss it even after passing through the long river of time.
How is this possible?
How is this impossible?
Delicious + 3 not only adds the deliciousness of the wontons, but also the most important memories of people.
The most unfair thing about the characteristic of "Touching the Soul is Deliciousness +3" is that not only Jiang Baiying was impressed, but also Xia Yu on the opposite side.
I scooped up a small wonton with a teaspoon and brought it to my mouth. The extreme smoothness of the wonton as soon as I pursed my lips, the tenderness that I could swallow with just a light chew, and the fresh fragrance of the meat filling, my youth is back!
These 9-point wontons were even more delicious than Xia Yu remembered. Even though he didn't spend much money, the sense of satisfaction far exceeded his last experience at Tang Pavilion.
Now Xia Yu didn't even care about the heat. He drank the whole bowl of wontons in one gulp. Not to mention the soup, there was not even a shrimp left at the bottom of the bowl. He felt warm all over.
Looking up at Jiang Baiying, I saw her puffing out her cheeks and blowing small puffs of air at the wontons in the teaspoon, and then she still got burned when she put them in her mouth.
Doesn't he seem to be a bit too smart?
Xia Yu suddenly remembered Prince Youle’s famous saying, but he is obviously a top student!
But at this time Jiang Baiying looked particularly real.
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