Chapter 1369: It Was All the Seaweed Roll's Fault 2

"Look at this rice, the color is clear, white, and bright, the grains are plump; it is the best rice in Jiangzhou, bar none..."

He pointed to the remaining bags, talking endlessly about which type of rice was suitable for which kind of meal.

Lu Feifei was dumbfounded.

Heavens, are there really so many varieties and so many nuances just for rice?

If seeing the rice opened the door to a new world for Lu Feifei, then what she saw next was even more eye-opening.

Zichen put the rice into the pot, added firewood, and his hands didn't stay idle either.

In the short time he went out, he returned with carrots and cucumbers just pulled from the vegetable garden.

After washing and peeling them, he cut them into strips of equal width and thickness, then tossed them slightly with salt.

He took two eggs, cracked them into a bowl, added a little salt, and beat them rapidly with chopsticks.

He started another pot, added not a single drop of oil, and when the iron pot was smoking hot, he poured the egg liquid in with a "hiss."

He spun the iron pot rapidly; the large iron pot seemed to come alive in Zichen's hands, obediently spinning a full circle, and the egg sheet was fried, large and round.

He spread a sheet of seaweed on the cutting board, mixed the steamed rice with apple cider vinegar, sugar, and a pinch of salt, stirred it evenly, and then spread it flat over the seaweed.

Lu Feifei had been silent, but now she could no longer hold back and exclaimed: "My goodness! How did you do that?"

The rice seemed to be obedient, lying flat and smooth under his hands.

She had made it herself this morning and hadn't forgotten how disobedient they were!

Zichen smiled and said: "You must not have added vinegar."

"Right, how did you know?"

"I won't tell you, I just knew."

While he spoke, his hands didn't stop; he first laid down a layer of the fried egg, then placed the pickled cucumber and carrot strips evenly on the rice, and rolled it into a roll.

He didn't use a bamboo mat specifically for seaweed rolls; he just rolled it seemingly casually with his hands, and it was a beautiful cylinder!

Finally, Zichen took several different boxes out of the refrigerator, sliced the seaweed rolls, topped some with salmon, some with caviar, some with grilled shrimp... and finally prepared a dish of mustard sauce and a dish of soy sauce, only then placing the seaweed rolls on a plate in front of Lu Feifei.

"Try it."

Lu Feifei picked up her chopsticks, using one hand to pick up a piece while the other hand naturally placed itself under the seaweed roll to prevent the rice inside from falling out.

"It won't fall out, I have at least that much confidence!"

Picking it up with one chopstick, trembling but not falling apart, is the most basic standard for evaluating whether a seaweed roll is up to par.

"Sure enough, it really doesn't fall!" Lu Feifei was half-doubting at first, but in the end, she even shook it on purpose; it truly didn't fall, he hadn't lied.

She put one in her mouth, and was amazed once again!

This was the best seaweed roll Lu Feifei had ever eaten, bar none.

"Delicious!" she said indistinctly.

She loved eating seaweed rolls the most, and since her mother was a hotel lobby manager, her mother would basically buy her the best seaweed rolls wherever they could be found.

But none of the seaweed rolls she had ever eaten were as delicious as the ones Zichen made.

"If it's delicious, eat more."

"Mm."

So she ate until she was full, and even packed up the leftovers.

Besides the seaweed rolls, Xi Fu had also packed a lot of food for them, so they were carrying several bags when they headed back.

"We didn't leave any for your relatives, isn't that a bit impolite?" Only after she was already in the car did she react in hindsight.

"It doesn't matter, my relatives won't care about such details; you won't be transferring classes again, will you?"

Lu Feifei:...

Right, she remembered, she had already promised Teacher Tian to transfer to their class.

"Mm, I'm going to tell Teacher Tian that I'm not transferring, I still want to stay in Class Twelve."

"It's a deal?"

"It's a deal."

When Lu Feifei returned to school, she kept her word, went to find Teacher Tian, and told her she was not transferring and still wanted to stay in Class Twelve.

"No."

Such a reasonable request was flatly rejected.

"Student Lu Feifei, what do you think the Experimental Class is? Is it a place you can enter when you want and leave when you want, is it a vegetable market? Do you know how many students hope to enter our class every year that I didn't accept? Now that I've let you come back, you should be grateful and secretly happy, yet you are still making excuses and being ungrateful..."

Teacher Tian was so angry she was fuming.

That morning, she had used all sorts of persuasion and spent so much breath to convince Lu Feifei to return to the Experimental Class.

For this, she even had an argument with Teacher Luo and it had gone all the way to the Principal!

But she didn't regret it, and was smugly pleased, preparing to annoy Teacher Luo again tomorrow when Lu Feifei returned to her class.

What was so great about Class Twelve? Wasn't their class's good performance because of those few students who had come from her own class?

She was prepared to break them one by one, to deal with them all, and see how much longer that Teacher Luo could be smug.

The plan was beautiful, but the reality was that before the first step could even be implemented, Lu Feifei had gone back on her word.

Lu Feifei kept her head down the whole time, neither arguing nor opposing the teacher's words.

She spoke at great length until her mouth was dry, and seeing Lu Feifei not speaking, she assumed she had been persuaded.

"Alright, you go back, come report on time tomorrow, don't forget."

"I don't..."

Lu Feifei twisted her hands together and kicked the gravel path in front of her; her voice was small but incomparably clear.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

"I'm sorry Teacher Tian, I'm not transferring."

She bowed deeply, then ran away.

"Stop right there, come back here and explain yourself clearly!"

Come back?

Impossible.

Lu Feifei trotted all the way into Class Twelve and saw the homeroom teacher: "Teacher Luo, I am not transferring classes. I like the classmates in Class Twelve, I like you, I am not leaving!"

Teacher Luo had not expected this, and neither had the classmates; after a brief moment of stunned silence, everyone reacted.

Then, thunderous applause broke out, and cheers rang out in unison: "Class Twelve will win!"

"Long live Class Twelve!"

"Class Twelve is an inseparable, unbeatable class collective!"

These few sentences were the slogan of Class Twelve; seeing everyone so united, Teacher Luo could not help but feel a bit choked up.

He told Lu Feifei to return to her seat, and everyone continued with the lesson!

Slogans must be shouted, but studying is more important.

People need to be supported by spirit and energy; through this incident, the cohesion of Class Twelve became even stronger, and the students were all fired up, preparing to surpass Class Three in their studies to win some pride for Class Twelve and for their homeroom teacher, Teacher Luo!

Many times, winning some pride is truly important.

……

With Lu Feifei not returning, Teacher Tian lost face in front of the students.

Many students, including those from Class Three, would whisper and discuss this matter.

"I heard Lu Feifei rejected Teacher Tian; she doesn't want to return to the Experimental Class and just wants to stay in that bottom-tier class. What do you think she's thinking?"

"What you said is truly ridiculous, what do you mean 'what is she thinking'? If it were me, I would also want to stay in Class Twelve."

"Exactly, you can't just bury your head in books and ignore the world outside; Class Twelve is different now than it was before, their class's study atmosphere is exceptionally strong..."

"It's not just the study atmosphere, oh; I heard Shi Ran tailored a study plan for every student in their class, I'm dying of envy!"