Age: My Small World

Chapter 154 Topic
In the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon.

Yang Jun left before dinner time as he had to go somewhere else.

Zhongqiao Lane.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The knock on the door made Wei Ran, who was cooking, frown slightly.

"Who is this? He comes to my house on a snowy day."

She thought for a moment, but couldn't think of who would go out on such a day.

Picking up the apron around her waist and wiping her hands, she stood up and opened the door.

For safety reasons, she locked the door every day.

Looking out through a gap, Wei Ran's worried face disappeared.

"crunch..."

The courtyard door opened, and Wei Ran looked at Yang Jun speechlessly.

"Why are you here in such heavy snow?"

She increasingly looked upon Yang Jun as less and less of a student. This young and sophisticated guy was not comparable to an ordinary student at all. He seemed even more mature than her college classmates.

"Teacher Wei, didn't you ask me to come for tutoring whenever I'm free? Today is a good time for me to go into the city." Yang Jun thought that since he was already here, he might as well visit Teacher Wei Ran and take some foreign language tutoring. Maybe he could even get a free meal.

In fact, Wei Ran’s cooking skills are pretty good.

"Why are you here for tutoring on a day like this?" Wei Ran pointed to the top of his head and said with a smile.

"Is it not possible?" Yang Jun asked back.

Wei Ran was completely speechless and waved at him helplessly: "Come in, remember to close the door."

She immediately went to the kitchen and said on the way, "You probably haven't had dinner yet. It's a good opportunity for us to eat together."

"But you have to wait. You have a big appetite, so I have to cook some more rice."

"Okay, thank you, teacher."

Yang Jun responded with a smile, and then, like a magic trick, he magically took out a piece of tofu from behind him and handed it to Wei Ran.

"It just so happens that I brought a dish with me, let's have a snack."

Wei Ran looked at it in surprise, then couldn't help asking, "Where did you get the tofu? I wanted to buy it, but I couldn't find it."

Yang Jun paused when he heard this. He almost forgot that not many people make tofu nowadays. Soybeans are almost all used to extract oil, and few people use them to make tofu.

He pretended to hiss: "Teacher Wei, it's really hard for me to get this tofu, so don't ask me."

Wei Ran frowned, as if he had thought of something, and didn't ask any more questions.

She knew that some places in the countryside would secretly store food to make some food. Maybe this tofu was made secretly by someone, and it was just right for Yang Jun to buy some.

"Okay, I won't ask. Just figure out how to make this tofu."

"Let me make it clear first, the only thing I know is a Beijing home-cooked dish: braised tofu with green onions."

Yang Jun glanced at her and said, "Then you shouldn't ask. It's all unnecessary."

Wei Ran said confidently: "The key is that I don't have any green onions either, that's it."

"Do you have any shallots?"

"No." Wei Ran shook his head.

"What other side dishes are there at home?"

"Does a little pickle count?"

Yang Jun felt helpless. It was still the lack of materials that caused the trouble.

If the conditions are right, not only can you make tofu with green onions, you can even make a tofu banquet.

"Well, I'll go get some more food. It's just right for you to cook more rice, teacher. I can eat a lot."

He was just trying to get a free meal because he wanted to eat his fill.

"Okay, but don't leave too late and don't get in too much contact with random people. Be careful and safe."

Wei Ran knew that he was a man with his own ideas, so he didn't stop him, but only reminded him about safety issues.

"Got it, I'll be back soon."

As the courtyard gate opened and closed, Yang Jun walked out of the alley and entered the space.

I didn't take much out with me, just some green onions and oil.

He didn't have any green onions, and it wouldn't be appropriate to take them out at this time of year. Scallions could be grown indoors, but oil was also quite important.

No matter what time of year, oily food tastes much better.

The reason why many people’s cooking doesn’t taste good is actually because they don’t use enough oil.

Of course, it is common these days to be reluctant to use oil when cooking.

Even later, when people tried to reduce oil and fat intake, it was normal to use less oil when cooking.

I didn't take too much, just half a bottle.

It was a full half hour before he went out and came back.

Wei Ran had just cooked some noodle porridge, which had some rice mixed in, probably having been added back in just now.

She now eats cornmeal most of the time. There is a supply of rice, but only about one or two pounds a month, which is gone after a few meals.

This is because there is some stock now. In another month or two, I am afraid the supply of cornmeal will be reduced.

Seeing Yang Jun come in with oil and some fresh shallots, Wei Ran frowned again: "Why did you bring oil?"

Yang Jun put down his things and said casually, "You need oil to cook, right? This isn't much."

"But this is too much." Wei Ran himself doesn't even use that much oil in a month.

"It was a coincidence that they gave me that much. I thought this oil is hard to buy normally, so I took it all."

"How much did you buy it for? Teacher will give it to you."

Wei Ran shook his head and started looking for money.

"What kind of money do you want? Can't this be used as my food allowance? Teacher, I'll be embarrassed to come and eat for free next time if you do this."

"You still know that you are here to eat for free, and you took so much oil that even the teacher feels like he is eating for free." Wei Ran laughed at this time. She didn't want to make the atmosphere tense.

"Really, teacher, I'm going to eat for free next time, please give me a chance."

Seeing that Yang Jun's attitude was firm, Wei Ran had to stop.

She said angrily, "Then you are not allowed to bring anything next time. It's not like the teacher needs your food."

"Okay, okay, okay." Yang Jun responded.

Cooking begins.

Apart from tofu, the only dish Wei Ran had prepared was stir-fried sauerkraut.

In winter, cabbages are turned into sauerkraut and stored, otherwise there will be no vegetables to eat in winter.

Wash the sauerkraut and stir-fry it, it will taste good.

If you put less oil, the taste will be average.

But during this period, it’s good enough to have enough to eat, and there’s no need to be too particular.

With the addition of tofu, Wei Ran decided to make three dishes.

Braised tofu with green onions, stir-fried sauerkraut, and then cooked sauerkraut tofu.

I added another dish with pickles, making it four dishes today.

Each person had a bowl of thick porridge made of cornmeal and rice, which was steaming hot and formed a sharp contrast with the heavy snow outside.

Wei Ran first picked up a piece of fried tofu for Yang Jun: "Hurry up and try the teacher's cooking."

Yang Jun also picked up a piece for her and said with a smile, "Let's try it together."

Then he started eating.

The taste is indeed good, mainly because Wei Ran used a lot of oil this time, as instigated by Yang Jun.

"It's so delicious. Teacher, you are such a great cook. Whoever marries you in the future will be happy forever." Yang Jun praised sincerely.

But Wei Ran shook his head, frowned slightly, and did not bring up the topic.

Seeing that something was wrong with the teacher, he stopped talking and quickly redirected the conversation.

The meal continued, with laughter and chatter heard from time to time.

Having lived two lives, Yang Jun is quite good at making people happy.

There is snow falling outside the window and steam rising inside the window, forming a sharp contrast between the two worlds.

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(End of this chapter)