Jiang Yumo chuckled but then became troubled. “Let me think about what I can make… Oh, I can make preserved egg with tofu. My dad says I make it even better than my mom! Should I make that?”
Duan Ye : “Sure.”
“Ning Zhiyu, what about you?” Jiang Yumo asked.
Ning Zhiyu smiled and replied in a gentle voice, “I know a little about cooking. What do you feel like eating today?”
Jiang Yumo looked at her in surprise, “Are you asking me to order?”
Ning Zhiyu nodded, “I’ll make whatever you want to eat… as long as it’s not something I’ve never heard of or never tasted before.”
Jiang Yumo said, “You’re really kind!”
She thought for a moment and said, “Can you make stir-fried clams? I kind of feel like eating that.”
Ning Zhiyu looked at her with a smile, “That happens to be my specialty. I can make stir-fried clams.”
Jiang Yumo leaned against her, “You’re so amazing. How can there be someone as amazing as you?”
She can study and cook.
Um… she secretly glanced at Zhou Ji next to her and, for some reason, felt even more that the male lead wasn’t a good match for the female lead. 🙃
Ning Zhiyu laughed, “No, don’t expect too much from me. I’m just…,” she paused for a moment, and jokingly said to Jiang Yumo, “Maybe slightly better than your chef Duan. I can tell the difference between salt and sugar, soy sauce and vinegar.”
Your, Chef Duan…
Jiang Yumo : Ahhh!
She rushed over and grabbed Ning Zhiyu’s hand. “Ning Zhiyu, you’re badly influenced by Yan Qing!”
Inside the supermarket, the two girls were fighting and playing around again.
Two tall boys stood by, one with a smile in his eyes, and the other seemingly bored, indifferent as he watched them.
No one asked Zhou Ji what dish he would make later.
The four of them arrived at the fresh food section.
At this point, there weren’t many fresh clams left, and they weren’t very fresh either.
Ning Zhiyu told them how to pick clams : “Look at their shells, give them a touch, if they move, it means they’re alive.”
Zhou Ji looked disgusted.
It always felt like there was a strong smell around here.
Jiang Yumo and Duan Ye went together to pick clams.
Originally, Zhou Ji didn’t want to join, but when he saw Ning Zhiyu glance at him, that gaze… really made him uncomfortable.
Actually, Ning Zhiyu just casually swept her gaze, not specifically looking at him at all.
Zhou Ji was stimulated by her indifferent gaze, so he approached and came to her side to pick clams. The water was cold and had a salty taste.
They spent nearly ten minutes picking them before they finished picking a bag of clams.
Duan Ye and Jiang Yumo went to weigh the clams and buy some mantis shrimp.
Zhou Ji felt his hands were sticky, and his scalp was tingling. He finally found a place to wash his hands, but no matter how he washed, there was still a lingering smell on his hands. Just when he was frowning, a fair hand entered his field of vision—it was Ning Zhiyu.
Ning Zhiyu took out a small bottle of handwash from her bag.
“Give me your hand.”
Maybe it was her tone of voice that sounded so natural, but for some reason, he obediently extended his hand.
“Palm up.”
Zhou Ji : “…”
Níng Zhīyù lowered her eyes and squeezed a little transparent handwash into his palm.
When she doesn’t have to go to school, she would go to the neighbor’s breakfast stall to help out and earn some money. However, her hands would easily get oily, so she got used to carrying a small bottle of handwash with her.
Zhou Ji paused for a moment and rubbed his hands together, creating bubbles.
A faint jasmine fragrance fluttered in the air, lingering.
Duan Ye and Jiang Yumo also squeezed some handwash from Ning Zhiyu.
The four of them wandered around the supermarket for over half an hour, buying everything they could, filling up almost an entire shopping cart. When passing by the fruit section, Jiang Yumo spotted durians and couldn’t move her legs.
Jiang Yumo asked Ning Zhiyu, “Zhiyu, do you like eating durians?”
Ning Zhiyu had never eaten durians, only durian-flavored candies. She didn’t dislike the smell.
However, people are really attracted to things they have never encountered before, at least that’s how Ning Zhiyu felt.
She hesitated, not knowing whether to answer “like” or “dislike.”
The shop assistant was an auntie. Seeing them standing there, she waved at them with a smile and gave each of them a mini paper cup, saying, “Don’t tell anyone, just try it.”
Other fruits are generously available for tasting in supermarkets. However, durian is hardly ever offered because it is relatively expensive compared to other fruits.
Jiang Yumo decisively took a bite and her eyes lit up. She exclaimed, “It’s so sticky and sweet!”
Ning Zhuyu also tried a bit.
In fact, it’s different from durian candy. It’s indeed soft and sticky with a strong sweetness.
Zhou Ji seemed hesitant to approach it, just like he didn’t want to get close to something. Duan Ye also appeared somewhat hesitant.
Zhou Ji finally seized the opportunity and couldn’t help but sarcastically comment to Duan Ye, “Your woman has a strong taste preference.”
Duan Ye didn’t even bother to respond, but his meaning was quite obvious— Do you have a problem??
Jiang Yumo likes it, Ning Zhiyu likes it too, but neither of them would buy it because durian is too expensive!
They walked over and didn’t say they wanted to buy.
“What’s wrong?” Duan Ye asked Jiang Yumo in a low voice.
Jiang Yumo shrugged. “It’s expensive. One durian could cost over a hundred yuan.”
Zhou Ji : “…”
He cleared his throat, thinking about the fragrance of jasmine in his hand. “Go pick one, I’ll pay.”
Jiang Yumo : “?”
Ning Zhiyu : “.”
Alright!
The two of them didn’t bother being polite to him anymore. They turned around eagerly and started choosing durians. Durians are delicious, but the process of opening them is even more fun!
Because no one knows how many segments it will have.
Duan Ye glanced at Zhou Ji.
Zhou Ji answered uneasily, “It’s your birthday today, I’ll pay. Consider it a gift.”
Among their friends, no one would show up empty-handed on someone’s birthday.
Duan Ye stared at him, but in the end, he didn’t say yes or no.
Zhou Ji treated it as acquiescence.
After a while, the four of them arrived at the cashier’s counter, with Zhou Ji at the front, and the cashier scanned their items one by one.
Zhou Ji had already taken out his wallet.
But instead of pulling out cash, he took out a card.
Jiang Yumo leaned against Ning Zhiyu and whispered in her ear, “Actually, his posture of paying the bill is quite handsome.”
At this moment, he really looked like the male lead in a romantic novel.
Ning Zhiyu nodded in agreement, saying, “Indeed.”
this novel is sooooo cuteeee. the original leads arent villains and everyone genuinely feels like a teenager. i keep squealing every chapter lol