Unfortunately, Tang Wan couldn't smile.
Looking at the large pot in front of her, a sense of guilt crept over her.
Chen Shuo poured water for Tang Wan, and Fu Wenzhi adjusted the temperature for her before standing beside her.
The other students were busy grilling skewers, and even Gou Xi and Lu Ze were no exception.
The seafood soup in the middle is a complimentary gift, but it requires a minimum spend of 500.
For these children, this is practically a free gift.
Five hundred is nothing.
Tang Wan took the steamed bun, sliced it, and placed it on the rack to bake.
Then I prepared some vegetables and baked them together with the marinated crab cakes.
Once everything is cooked, skewer them together.
I am unable to protect my own mother, and I am also unable to protect Tang Wan.
Fu Wenzhi thought to himself, "I'm still not quite comfortable."
Tang Wan sighed, walked to my side, and began to teach me step by step.
Seeing Ji Helin's expression, Tang Wan reached out to take back the steamed buns and pancakes she had made.
In short, it is edible.
A simple steamed bun sandwich is now ready.
But Xiao probably only doesn't look like that when she's not by Tang Wan's side.
Perhaps it was the first time he had tried to be brave, so he seemed a little unrestrained.
Tang Wan hurriedly handed Fu Wenzhi a bottle of water, but Fu Wenzhi swallowed the mushroom that was still in his mouth and then said something clearly.
Just as you were about to return to your seat, Fu Wenzhi suddenly reached out and grabbed Tang Wan's wrist, stammering, "You, you still know how to grill meat skewers..."
[Tangtang: Don't touch him. He was mischievous when he was teaching him, but now he wants you to give him a full lesson. He's such a big idiot.]
Next to the Tangguan barbecue stall is Fu Wenzhi's stall.
Those mushrooms were specially roasted for myself.
However, even when we received the food prepared by Fu Wenzhi, we hesitated to eat it.
To be honest, the other students' skills are nowhere near as good as Tang Wan's.
Cheng Guiqi watched my movements, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he understood something, and focused his gaze on Tang Wan and Cheng Guiqi's lower body.
But adults are often frustrated by the lack of children.
"The horse's name is Tiger."
"Huh? But..."
[Haha, but being naturally straightforward isn't the best way to counter someone who's arrogant. Look at the eldest son of the Ji family; even after he'd said all that, Tangtang was still unmoved.]
My mother doesn't have those kinds of scars on her body.
Outside, Cheng Guiqi wasn't the one who learned the fastest.
Fu Wenzhi instinctively reached out and took the mushroom Tang Wan handed him, then took a bite.
Some people wanted to walk up to Fu Wenzhi to buy some barbecue, but were stopped by the clueless Minghuai.
It's a cigarette butt.
Cheng Guiqi was unusually uncooperative, not saying anything flirtatious. Combined with my innocent and obedient face and slightly curly hair, he really did manage to deceive me.
Just like Tang Wan's face, Tang Wan's hands actually had no scars.
So, like his father, he only learned how to break things and how to make them better.
Even so, I didn't spit out the food outside my mouth.
Of course, a more likely reason is that they simply cannot determine when the food will be cooked.
I pursed my lips.
It was disobeying her father's orders, and it was also a bad arrangement...
However, Tang Wan stopped her from standing nearby.
I didn't even blow on it before taking a bite. It burned my tongue, and I jumped up and down a bit. Tears welled up in my eyes.
They knew what was wrong with me; I was always flustered and disorganized when I did things.
However, her mother's scars were hidden behind her gorgeous dress, so others could not see them.
That prevented many horrific food poisoning incidents.
Tang Wan's outstretched fingers curled slightly, the pink fingertips glistening in the sunlight.
However, Ji Helin took a bite.
Speaking of which, Tang Wan always seemed to wear long-sleeved clothes that covered her body.
Tang Wan looked at my stubbornness and felt a little resentful.
For the sake of her family's safety, Tang Wan wrote down how long to bake those foods.
The others also turned their gazes to Tang Wan, seemingly waiting for her answer.
There are quite a few people behind Fu Wenzhi.
The viewers in the live stream described the eldest son of the Ji family very accurately.
They look rather pitiful.
There was no round scar on the back of his hand, so Cheng Guiqi knew what had burned him.
Hilarious! Who would dare to eat something that's still oozing blood?
I don't find it offensive.
After all, there were so many people around, and they were quite curious about what Fu Wenzhi was holding.
The blush on her face was either from the cold air or from feeling embarrassed.
My voice still carried the weight of many years, and a smile graced my face, which was rougher than I was. It was like the spring breeze and the blazing sun.
Tang Wan knew that Fu Wenzhi was just teasing her.
It belongs exclusively to you.
Fu Wenzhi didn't miss our movements. He pursed his lips, then picked up a scallop from under the barbecue stall, intending to take a bite.
"Hot! Hot! Hot!"
Tsk.
Chen Shuo sat quietly beside us, eating his lunch with a few words.
It was made specifically for myself.
I hooked my right and left arms around the neck of one person each, laughing as I said, "Come on, come on, let's go over here. Helin's skills are still developing."
The charcoal on the grill crackled, seemingly from the moisture from the fire being mixed with dry twigs.
"You didn't write it."
Some are raw, some are roasted.
Is it on your clothes that you have the same injury as your mother?
As for Gou Xi and Lu Ze, they were still arguing about who should grill the meat skewers.
Fu Wenzhi looked at the food Tang Wan handed him, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a smile, "How much is this?"
Cheng Guiqi's gaze did not fall on Tang Wan's face, but instead focused intently on Tang Wan's hands.
"Right?"
We're here to make money, and just to rest.
It's just that none of my usual close friends are around.
My face was smudged with soot from the smoke, and beneath this angelic face, there was a layer of white ash, but I didn't look disheveled at all.
At that moment, I no longer wore that fake smile; instead, I was genuinely sincere.
[Is that tsundere?! Does tsundere mean they haven't yet entered their comfort zone?]
"It's alright, I guess."
That was probably the first time we didn't try to flatter our elders based on family background or follow their instructions, but instead followed our own hearts and chose things we disliked.
Even though it's the same ingredients and seasonings, Tangwan's grilled food just tastes better.
The two wanted to say something more, but Minghao pushed them away.
Suddenly, Tang Wan raised her wrist and handed Fu Wenzhi a skewer of grilled mushrooms.
"Oh no, you're kidding, you know that's a special treat for Tangtang's bad friends."
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