Chapter 37: Eating Tofu
"If you don't like to eat this bird's nest congee, then have some of this snowfield fish slice. This is caught by fishermen from a place close to the Arctic Ocean, it's very nourishing. The fish meat is delicate and smooth, soft but not greasy, and has a refreshing taste."
Mu Xingchen had a good-tempered expression, and added a piece of orange-yellow fish meat in front of Meng Jun. Those eyes that shone like black obsidian stared at her steadily, as if saying: "Come on, just eat some! Look at how thin you've become!"
"Sorry, I never eat fish!" Meng Jun only glanced at those eyes for a moment, and suddenly felt like her heart had skipped a beat. She quickly dodged his gaze, scolding in her mind: This sinister man, even his eyes have the power to enthrall people! I must stay far, far away from him. Then she coldly threw out this sentence.
"You don't eat fish? Okay, you can have some chicken then. This is wild mountain chicken from the mountains, not that raised in a coop. The protein content of this meat is the highest and it has less fat, making it most suitable for girls like you who are afraid of getting fat." Mu Xingchen seemed to not mind pouring cold water on him again, still smiling as he added a piece of chicken that looked so appetizing to Meng Jun's plate.
Chicken is really her favorite food, like KFC, McDonald's, and Dicos. She often goes to those fast-food restaurants, if not for Du Mingfeng stopping her, saying that they serve junk food, she would probably eat even more. Since Dad got sick, she hasn't gone to those places to eat in a long time. Those burgers and fried chicken may be cheap, but they're still more expensive than mantou (steamed buns). In order to save money on medical expenses for her father, she has been eating mantou with salted vegetables for many days, which is really lacking in nutrition.
As she smelled the aroma of roasted chicken, Meng Jun felt her stomach growling with hunger, and it seemed as if a small gluttonous worm had crawled out from the bottom of her heart, yearning for that tender and smooth flavor. However, she had learned in middle school: A good man does not eat unearned food, and even though she was not a good man, she should have this backbone. Was it just a piece of chicken? How could Miss Meng yield to this? Immediately, Miss Meng raised her head high, showing an absolutely unacceptable attitude: "I never eat meat."
"Huh? You don't eat meat?! Mu Xingchen blinked those mesmerizing eyes innocently and said, Liu Bei invited Zhuge Liang out three times, but our super handsome young master actually presented the rarest and most delicious food in the world to Miss Mengjun's face, yet she still didn't appreciate it. This phenomenon is probably going to be recorded in the Guinness World Records!"
Mu Xingchen clearly felt a small flame about to ignite slowly in his chest, no! How could he give up all his previous efforts? He didn't believe it, even if this stubborn girl was a hard stone, he would still use his skills to penetrate the stone with water drops.
Thinking of this, Mu Xingchen hurriedly borrowed a basin of spring water and extinguished the small fire in his heart. His thin red lips completed an extremely elegant arc, and he smiled: "It's okay, there are still many green vegetables here. There is bamboo mountain asparagus, and Yunnan Dali's song mushrooms, all of which are extremely precious wild vegetables, absolutely no pollution." He thought to himself: You don't eat anything, do you? Today, this young master must make you eat until you can't bear it.
She gazed at the man in front of her with a hint of incredulity, wondering if he had somehow gotten his wires crossed. The person who was once so violent and overbearing actually had such a gentle side, her little heart suddenly skipped a beat. Just then, a very calm voice sounded beside her ear: "Be careful, Zhuo Mengjun, Mu Xingchen is from a completely different world than you, don't fall for his sugar-coated bullets!"
"Hehe, sorry, Mr. Mu, I don't like any of these dishes." Meng Jun's face burst out with a radiant yet infuriating smile. She glanced disdainfully at the delicacies that Mu Xingchen had added to her bowl and pulled over the large soup pot on the table, directly scooping up the soup with a spoon to drink.
As soon as she sat down at the table, she carefully observed the dishes on the table. Although many ingredients had been processed into complex procedures and could not be identified in their original form, she was able to accurately judge that none of these ingredients were common, and they must have been expensive and exclusive for the enjoyment of these wealthy families. Only the bowl of soup placed in the middle looked like a homemade hand-pulled noodle soup.
"Oh——so you like to drink noodles, huh! Go ahead, this snowflake noodle soup is quite suitable for you. I specifically asked someone to cook Italian imported noodles for you, and this method can be called a fusion of Chinese and Western cuisine!" Mu Xingchen looked at Meng Jun with great interest, he really didn't believe it, this girl was already starving like this, but she could stare at a table full of delicious food without moving her chopsticks? As long as she was willing to eat, then it would be his victory, this hot tofu, he had already won her over.
