Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

On a winter night, the wind on the roadside is freezing cold, but inside it is bustling and filled with the aroma of delicious food and a very lively atmosphere.

After sitting down, Jiang Churan noticed that Jiang Cheng was wearing thin clothes and couldn't help asking, "You are... wearing too little, aren't you cold?"

Seeing that Jiang Churan finally noticed this question, Jiang Cheng smiled and replied, "It's cold."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Jiang Churan. Jiang Churan hesitated, but still reached out and touched him lightly.

However, Jiang Cheng suddenly grabbed her hand, held it tightly in his palm, and said with satisfaction: "Wow, your hands are so warm!"

This sudden action surprised Jiang Churan a little, and she subconsciously wanted to pull her hand out.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't let go of her hand, Jiang Churan looked at him coldly and pulled her hand hard.

However, Jiang Cheng did not do as she wished. He still held Jiang Churan's hand tightly and said, "It's too cold. Let me warm you up. I think I feel a little better."

Jiang Churan rolled her eyes at Jiang Cheng with some anger, because she was keenly aware that Jiang Cheng's hands were actually very warm.

There was absolutely no sign of coldness.

In this case, it clearly shows that he is not cold.

Therefore, there is no such thing as "borrowing his warmth"

Although he was quite dissatisfied with Jiang Cheng's behavior of taking advantage of the opportunity.

But for Chu Jie, it was a pleasure to be held by such a handsome and charming man, and even to look at each other.

This was completely different from the feeling she usually got when dancing with other opposite sex.

On the surface, Jiang Churan looked very calm and composed, but in fact, only she knew that her heart was beating uncontrollably at this moment.

Jiang Cheng naturally also keenly captured Jiang Churan's inner tension.

However, to his surprise, the friendliness value displayed by the character scanning system did not change at all, which meant that Jiang Churan did not have any additional thoughts or emotional changes towards Jiang Cheng due to the current tension.

But this is normal.

But this is normal. Perhaps even if it was someone else at this moment, as long as the other person was not particularly ugly, as a normal person, he would definitely be nervous when being pulled by the opposite sex like this for the first time.

Unless you are a natural gigolo or queen of the sea, you may not be able to do it without blushing or feeling nervous.

It seems that Jiang Churan is a bit difficult to deal with.

Just as he was sighing inwardly, the auntie who had taken the order just now came out of the kitchen with two bowls of steaming hot stew and placed them carefully in front of them.

Looking at the food in front of him, Jiang Churan immediately took the opportunity to pull his hand away from Jiang Cheng's hand and said jokingly: "Eat quickly, you won't feel cold when you are full."

Jiang Cheng did not take this move.

If he answered now, wouldn't that mean he admitted that he did it on purpose? That wouldn't do!

Jiang Cheng took the chopsticks, picked up a few pieces of braised large intestine and put them into his mouth.

He chewed it gently for a few times and nodded with satisfaction.

The pork liver and large intestine were juicy and tender, with just the right amount of seasoning.

The rich aroma is overflowing and leaves a lasting aftertaste.

"Well, it tastes really good. Although there is no chili in it, it is very flavorful, the meat is soft and tender, and the internal organs don't have any strange smell." Jiang Cheng praised.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's satisfaction, Jiang Churan's eyes flashed with a smile, and he said, "Most people like the food here. Although this restaurant looks inconspicuous, its taste is very authentic."

Seeing this, Jiang Churan also picked up the chopsticks, took a small bite and slowly tasted it.

She closed her eyes and savored every bite carefully, then nodded with enjoyment: "Yeah, this is the taste."

Jiang Cheng also nodded to show his agreement.

I saw the waiter bringing the fried liver.

Jiang Churan quickly reminded Jiang Cheng: "I heard that you don't like drinking bean juice. Some outsiders may not be used to eating these two things. Try a bite first, don't smell it."

Looking at the fried liver served, Jiang Cheng stared at it with a blank face.

Puzzled, he asked, "Isn't this called fried liver? Why doesn't it look like it's fried at all? Instead, it looks more like a sticky food?"

Jiang Churan smiled and pointed to the semi-open kitchen in front of them, explaining: "This is the viscera paste. Look, the chef over there is making it."

Jiang Cheng followed Jiang Churan's instructions and saw that the chef's movements were very fast and he was obviously very skilled.

First put the chopped pork liver and large intestine into the pot and cook them, then add appropriate amount of seasoning, and finally stir-fry them evenly.

Jiang Churan continued, "Although the whole process may seem simple, it does require certain skills and experience to make delicious fried liver. In fact, fried liver is made from garlic, liver, large intestine, starch and other ingredients. For us locals, we have been accustomed to this taste since childhood, so we think it is very delicious. However, for outsiders, it may be a little difficult to accept this unique taste."

Jiang Cheng asked curiously, "Is the boiled food next to it the fried tripe you mentioned earlier? Is it boiled too?"

Jiang Churan nodded: "Yes, in fact, these foods were eaten by the poor people in the old capital in the past. In ancient times, nobles usually only ate meat and did not touch these internal organs, so these cheap ingredients were made into a variety of foods. For example, this dish of fried tripe, it is to put the cut tripe into the pot and boil it, and then eat it with a bowl of sesame sauce."

The more Jiang Churan explained, the more curious Jiang Cheng became.

He leaned closer to the bowl of fried liver and smelled it. The smell almost made him, a Chengdu native who was used to eating all kinds of strong flavors, leave.

I can only say that there is an indescribable strange smell~~~

After taking a small bite, Jiang Cheng decisively chose to give up.

After all, the people are shaped by the land and water they live in. Even if I am not used to the food, I still respect it!

Jiang Churan ordered two servings of fried tripe.

Jiang Cheng could accept this taste.

After putting the fried liver aside, Jiang Cheng focused on braised pork and stir-fried tripe.

After the whole meal, Jiang Cheng finally understood why Jiang Churan ordered such small portions of dishes.

She would eat a few pieces of each dish just for the sake of politeness.

It can be said that most of it was done by Jiang Cheng.

"Didn't you say that the food in this restaurant is delicious? Why don't you eat more?" Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Churan and asked puzzledly.

Jiang Churan shook his head, a helpless expression on his face: "Don't eat too much, this is a bit high in calories. I'll go to the cafeteria to buy some qingtuan to eat later, you eat quickly."

Seeing Jiang Churan drooling, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh: "Do all the girls in your dance department set such high standards for themselves?"

Jiang Cheng remembered that Zhou Ying was like this after she went to college.

She even eats one meat bun in several portions. I discovered this when I went to pick her up from school last time.

By noon, there was still half a meat bun left over from the breakfast in Zhou Ying's bag.

Jiang Churan nodded and said gloomily, "Yes, we in the dance department have very high requirements for our body shape. After all, dancing requires maintaining a good posture and physical strength. There is no other way. The requirements of the academy are very strict. In addition, now is a critical moment, so we have to keep it in mind all the time."

"If eating a little more can stop you from dancing, aren't you worried that you won't have the energy to keep up?" Jiang Cheng complained mercilessly.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng was speechless, Jiang Churan explained, "Dancing is actually not as easy as you think. Those who can be admitted to the dance academy have very solid basic skills. Everyone in our academy has been practicing non-stop since childhood. On average, they have to practice at least eight hours a day in a year."