Chapter 222 Fried Spring Rolls
Suddenly, Nanzhi remembered a key plot -

Although the original male protagonist Qi Zhang had a miserable life since childhood and had no father or mother, he was too young when his parents died and he hardly remembered anything.

On the contrary, ever since he could remember, it was his aunt Qi Pei'er who took care of him.

Qi Pei'er truly loves Qi Zhang and treats him like a relative, mother, and friend, and almost single-handedly supports his life!
It was not until Qi Pei'er passed away that his world completely collapsed.

From then on, my life fell to the bottom and my personality changed drastically...

"Zhizhi, what are you thinking about? Why are you so absent-minded?"

Qi Pei'er's clear voice interrupted Nanzhi's thoughts.

She couldn't help but look up at the bright and energetic face in front of her, and thought of Qi Pei'er's ending in the book -

His thriving singing career was cut short when his new song was involved in a plagiarism scandal. He never recovered from the tragedy and committed suicide due to depression.

suicide?

Qi Pei'er?
Nanzhi couldn't associate these two words together no matter what.

After much thought, she could only explain it as "plot advancement".

Because the "plot" requires the hero to have a tragic life experience, his only relative must die.

Otherwise, how could the male protagonist quickly transform into mature and steady after suffering a blow?
Thinking about it this way, Qi Pei'er's existence is a bit like her villain's biological mother.

They are all cannon fodder.

"You said you were recording new songs recently and preparing to release an album?"

Nanzhi asked suddenly.

Qi Pei'er, who was chewing, was a little confused when she was asked this question.

Not that much else.

She was so immersed in the role of an elementary school music teacher that she completely forgot that her main job was a singer.

After being reminded by Nanzhi, she was stunned for more than 10 seconds before she reacted:
"Ah, yes, the new album...what's up?"

Qi Pei'er asked cautiously.

Nanzhi answered very naturally:
"Nothing, I just want to listen to your new song."

Qi Pei'er had no doubts at all and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier? I'll give you an album! And you have to come to the concert, I'll reserve a front-row seat for you...ah, or I can bring all our students over!"

The idea came to her suddenly, but the more Qi Pei'er thought about it, the more appropriate it seemed.

Although she is not very popular, as an original singer who has written hit songs, the copyright fees alone are a huge source of income for her.

Plus, after filming "The Cubs," my announcement fees skyrocketed, and I just received endorsement fees not long ago...

Apart from anything else, at least there is no problem in supporting more than 50 children to go to Yanjing to listen to her concert!
However, no matter how excited she was, Qi Pei'er did not forget to ask Nanzhi for her opinion.

In her opinion, this is the most important thing.

Fortunately, Nanzhi thought this was a good idea just like her.

"When the time comes, all the expenses will be split equally between us."

The dividends from the restaurants that Nanzhi cooperates with are very profitable and will be even more profitable in the future.

She has been thinking about buying a house recently.

With her small treasury, at least there would be no problem in paying this amount of money.

Qi Pei'er's eyes lit up:
"Okay! It's a deal!"

The two people's conversation was conducted away from the microphone.

So, even the audience didn’t hear clearly what they said, but just looking at them laughing, they couldn’t help but sigh, “What a good relationship.”

Nanzhi secretly kept Qi Pei'er's plagiarism scandal in mind and continued with her courses.

After a lot of trial and error, the students finally made qualified spring rolls. The next step is to prepare the side dishes, which can be used in a variety of combinations.

Nanzhi does not have any specific restrictions, allowing students to express themselves freely and pick the vegetables they like.

Anyway, all the vegetables in this season are fresh and delicious.

Everyone crowded in front of the vegetable basket with great interest and selected carefully.

The children, who were no more than 10 years old at most, rarely had the chance to make their own decisions, so they cherished the current opportunity and discussed it enthusiastically.

One said he wanted to eat fried eggs with chives, another said he had to put raw radish in it, and another said he wanted to put toffee in it...

Nanzhi is not bound by tradition and encourages everything.

The only point emphasized is that students must finish eating the spring rolls they make. No matter whether they are dark dishes or not, wasting food is shameful!

As children from the mountains, seeing their elders farming for a living, the students naturally understood the value of food, so they easily accepted Nanzhi's request.

Some children who were eager to try "innovation" also completely gave up the idea.

During this period, Nanzhi was not idle and made several classic combinations.

In addition, she also made fried spring rolls -

Mix the shredded chicken and vegetables together, add seasonings, wrap them with translucent spring rolls into a straight tube shape, then fry them in a pan of warm oil until golden brown and crispy.

This kind of fried spring rolls tastes different.

With a gentle bite, the crispy and thin spring rolls break easily between your teeth, and the freshness of the filling flows out, filling every corner of your mouth.

In an instant, it seemed like I had really bitten into spring!

Qi Pei'er stood by the wok, eating so hard that she couldn't say a word, and just kept giving Nanzhi a thumbs up.

Teacher Zhang and the others were not as thick-skinned as Qi Pei'er. It was Nanzhi who called them several times before they were allowed to come over to eat.

But after eating, they quickly returned to their posts and kept a close eye on their surroundings, fearing that the students might make mistakes in operation and get burned or cut, which would be terrible.

Nanzhi also knows her limits.

At most, she allowed students to steam or fry the food, but dangerous cooking methods like frying were banned.

So Nanzhi simply made more fried spring rolls and distributed them to all the students.

The students were eating with their mouths drooling and looking so happy that they seemed to be in heaven.

Then eat the spring rolls you made yourself.

Well……

Are they really making the same thing?
[Hahaha, the kids can’t eat what they make themselves after they’ve tasted Nanzhi’s cooking! ]

[I can already imagine how delicious this deep-fried spring roll must be. I can’t eat it even if I were in your place! ]

[That’s right. Back then, I ate at the fried rice stall and Nan’s Restaurant. After that, I lost my appetite for anything. I wanted to eat at the next one, but…]

[I've already bought the plane ticket! Wait for me! Nanzhi! Wait for me! ]

[I can't eat even if I go there, so why not go there and be a teacher? ]

【Or be a student? 】

……

In a joyful atmosphere, the first cooking class finally came to an end.

However, the discussion about this cooking class did not end.

Instead, it continues to spread and go out of the circle.

Things like arguing about whose hometown's spring food is better are already basic practices.

Next, the topic began to shift to education, and many teachers and parents joined in the discussion on cooking classes, with different opinions.

There is no doubt that Nanzhi has become popular again!

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