Chapter 322: 106: The little fangirl visits, plans to advance _1
Initially, Ni Yang had found these 8 small rabbits on the mountain.
Now the little rabbits have all become fat rabbits.
Moreover, these rabbits are very smart, knowing to take a stroll during the day and return at night. However, they are quite destructive and have nibbled all the green plants and fresh grass around the house to the point where nothing grows anymore.
At this moment, the four of them sat at the dining table, eating and discussing how to cook the rabbit meat.
“Why don’t we cook spicy rabbit meat? I had it once in Inner Mongolia. The spicy rabbit meat didn’t have the slightest gamey taste.” Ni Chenggui picked up a piece of braised pork belly.
“Spicy rabbit meat is also good.” Ni Yang nodded.
“Wow! This pork tastes so delicious!” After Ni Chenggui took a bite of the pork belly, his face was full of astonishment.
The meat was tender and melted in the mouth, with layers of fat and lean pork. When you bite into it, you get a burst of juices. It was layered, rich but not greasy, truly heaven on earth, rarely seen in the mortal world.
Ni Yang laughed and said, “This is braised pork belly.”
“Braised Pork Belly?” Ni Chenggui in surprise, “Is it one of the ‘Four Treasures of Dongpo’?”
Ni Yang nodded.
Ni Chengui further said, “Yang, you are so amazing! You even know how to cook braised pork belly!” He’d only seen this dish in books before, he didn’t expect to taste it today.
He felt so lucky!
Having a piece of braised pork belly, then a piece of spicy and fragrant boiled fish, followed by a bowl of cleansing and grease-cutting shepherd’s purse tofu soup, he felt his life had peaked.
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Li Xianxian’s dormitory.
Ever since she was subtly expelled from the Mo Family by Old Lady Mo, she had been bedridden with a serious illness.
During her illness, she had a clear understanding of a lot of things.
First, she had lost face in front of Old Lady Mo and must regain it quickly. It seemed that some plans needed to be expedited.
Second, Ni Yang was a stumbling block in her life, and this stumbling block must be removed. Otherwise, her future life will continue to be overshadowed by Ni Yang!
Li Xianxian had a good memory and clearly remembered many things from her past life.
She took out a notebook and started to write.
This time, she had to make everyone look at her with new eyes!
The light in the room wasn’t very good. Li Xianxian took a piece of clothing and draped it over herself, then got up to open the curtains, letting the warm light in from outside.
Just then, the door was pushed open and a short-haired girl walked in.
This was Li Xianxian’s roommate, Zhang Yingying.
Zhang Yingying was a very kind girl. She had been taking care of Li Xianxian throughout her illness.
“Xianxian, I brought dumplings from the cafeteria, do you want to eat them?” Zhang Yingying offered the lunch box to Li Xianxian.
Li Xianxian didn’t look up and said, “Thank you, just put it there, I’ll eat it later.”
“Okay.” Zhang Yingying put the lunch box aside, and leaned over curiously, “Xianxian, what are you writing?”
Li Xianxian quickly closed the notebook, “Sorry Yingying, I’m writing a piece that I plan to submit to the Newspaper Agency in a few days, so I can’t show it to you right now.”
Zhang Yingying exclaimed, “Writing? Does that mean we’ll have a famous writer in our dorm soon?!”
Being a writer in this era was a very lofty and remarkable profession which ordinary people could hardly achieve.
Li Xianxian modestly smiled, “I wouldn’t say a famous writer, I’m just writing casually.”
Zhang Yingying excitedly grabbed Li Xianxian’s arm, “Xianxian, you are so amazing!”
Li Xianxian continued, “Don’t rush to praise me yet, I’m just trying. It’s not certain whether the Newspaper Agency will publish it.”
Zhang Yingying said, “With your talent, Xianxian, the Newspaper Agency will definitely not reject it.”
Li Xianxian laughed, “I’ll take that as a good sign.”
Zhang Yingying added, “Xianxian, you’re not fully recovered yet, you should eat first. Only when you’re full, can you write better.”
Li Xianxian nodded.
That night, Li Xianxian stayed up all night writing, without any sleep.
By the time Zhang Yingying woke up at eight o’clock, Li Xianxian was still writing at the desk.
Zhang Yingying exclaimed, “Xianxian, you didn’t sleep all night, did you?”
Li Xianxian nodded.
Zhang Yingying continued, “Xianxian, this isn’t good. You shouldn’t neglect your health for writing. Go wash up and sleep now, it’s past eight already.”