I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 172 Blind Date, Vasectomy, and Party
There is no custom of drinking mutton soup on the winter solstice in the Chu region.

Li Yan had heard that this custom was more common in the Sichuan and Chongqing area.

Lamb is mostly eaten grilled or in hot pot here.

He guessed that Jiang Yingzhu was just tempted by other people's pictures, plus it was something new and exciting.

As for eating dumplings, that's quite common.

The three rode for fifteen minutes and finally found Jiang Yingzhu's mutton soup shop on the pedestrian street.

Li Yan looked up at the shop; the sign read "Jianyang Hot Pot".

As soon as you push open the door, warmth instantly envelops you.

Even with the "Nothing to Worry About" badge protecting them and regulating their body temperature, Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian still subconsciously squinted their eyes and gently stomped their feet.

It seems that this way, the cold air can be scared away.

Li Yan watched this scene with a smile. Jiang Yingzhu took out her phone and, without any stage fright, began to speak to herself.

"Let's go, you guys find a seat, I'll go to the front desk and report the order."

"it is good."

Li Yan nodded and led Mei Mengqian to a four-person table by the window in the hall.

Mei Mengqian followed him and looked around at the layout, only to find that this place not only served mutton soup, but also seemed to be a place for hot pot.

I don't know if it tastes good or not. Maybe I can invite Zhuzhu and Li Yan to try it again next time.

After the two sat down, Jiang Yingzhu also came over.

"The mutton soup is already served, and I also ordered their special dumplings, which are also filled with mutton. By the way, what else would you like to eat? You can still order."

Li Yan glanced at her and said, "Just tell me what you want to eat. Don't ask me what I want to eat. I want to eat everything."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yingzhu snorted lightly, knowing that this guy was flattering her again, and immediately ignored him, looking at Mei Mengqian instead.

"Mengmeng, what else would you like to eat?"

"That should be enough, Zhuzhu. We'll come back to eat again next time."

"Making a living is not easy," Zhu Zhu sighed.

Jiang Yingzhu sighed. The waiting process was a bit boring, so she unpacked the sealed tableware in front of her and rinsed it with boiling water.

After finishing the first rinse, she looked at Li Yan and Mengmeng, who were playing on their phones.

Aren't you going to wash the dishes?

"Then you can take it and play with it."

Li Yan pushed his cutlery away, but Jiang Yingzhu couldn't understand what he was saying.

While muttering "the dog bites Lü Dongbin," he took the tableware and gave him the ones he had played with.

Let's begin a new round of cleaning.

Mei Mengqian was browsing Meituan and found that this store also had hot pot set meals. After browsing through them, she looked up and saw that the tableware in front of her had already been opened and used for cooking.

She looked at Jiang Yingzhu and pursed her lips.

Jiang Yingzhu chuckled, "Mengmeng, I washed the dishes for you, how was that?!"

"Thanks?!"

"You're welcome."

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Just as Jiang Yingzhu had said, the mutton soup arrived very quickly.

Dumplings were also served at the same time.

The soup was served in three separate small earthenware pots. The grayish-brown pots contained a milky-white broth, garnished with specks of bright green scallions.

A fresh and milky aroma wafted over, and before even taking a sip, Jiang Yingzhu already let out a comfortable sigh.

"Let's dig in!" she said, picking up the jar and taking a sip.

"Can't you be a little more civilized?" Li Yan said speechlessly. Taking advantage of her looking up, he snapped a picture.

"You took photos without my consent, that's uncivilized! You violated my portrait rights!"

"Oh, then go ahead and sue me."

"you"

While the two were bickering, Mei Mengqian had already drunk two sips of soup and then picked up her chopsticks to take a plump mutton dumpling.

I dipped it in the chili sauce dish on the side, took a bite, and it was delicious!
Have another one.

Ouch, so spicy! So satisfying! I want another one!

After Jiang Yingzhu and Li Yan finished arguing about who was more uncivilized, they discovered that only two-thirds of the specialty mutton dumplings remained!

Her eyes widened immediately.

The dumplings were arranged in a circle on a large porcelain plate, with a dipping saucer in the center.

The perfect circle now has a large gap.

Oh no, I got so caught up in talking that I forgot about the important matter!
Jiang Yingzhu felt she had been set up, and only when she suddenly realized how much she had missed out did she understand how much she had missed.

Li Yan blinked, looked at Xiao Qingmei whose mouth was puffed out like a hamster, and stretched out his chopsticks to join the dumpling-eating contest.

He felt that the chili sauce at this store was very good and spicy.

Unlike some chili sauces in supermarkets, which are only slightly spicy but mostly salty.

The dumplings were quickly finished, and Jiang Yingzhu didn't order any more. As she drank the soup, she discovered something even more interesting than eating.

"Hey! Look over there, who's that!"

She frantically winked at the two-person table not far away.

The two looked in that direction, then quickly turned back and cautiously looked in that direction again, trying not to make a sound.

Diagonally opposite them, Zhou Qinqin sat facing a strange boy.

Zhou Qinqin had her back to them.

The man looked to be about thirty, much older than Zhou Qinqin.

"It looks like they're on a blind date!" Jiang Yingzhu said softly.

“That man is too old, Teacher Zhou probably wouldn’t be interested in him, right?” Mei Mengqian nodded.

"Keep watching." Li Yan said, secretly using his spiritual power to guide the conversation from Zhou Qinqin's side to be clearer.

“Mr. Tian, ​​I’ll say it again, we just met, so please don’t call me Qinqin.”

"Time is money, Ms. Qinqin. Your thinking is too conservative. We live in a fast-paced world. If you keep thinking like this, you're destined to fall behind and not make any money." "I don't need money."

"Haha, who doesn't need money? Even someone as successful as Jack Ma is still making money."

Tanaka smiled dismissively, assuming she was just being modest.

"Teacher Qinqin, when you marry me, I'll buy you a Mercedes-Benz. My parents work in finance, they're loaded. They said they'll give you 500,000 yuan for each child, and 2 million yuan for each child, all of it is for you."

Zhou Qinqin frowned. She didn't want to come in the first place, and now she was even more annoyed. She felt a mismatch between them, from their physical appearance to their values.

"Mr. Tian, ​​please respect me. Having children isn't about money; it's my natural choice as a person. Besides, I won't have children with you. This blind date is just me trying to appease my parents. Don't take it seriously. Let's just treat each other as dining buddies and part ways amicably!"

“What do you mean by natural or unnatural, Teacher Qinqin? If you think it’s not enough, I can talk to my parents about it.”

Tanaka said with a smile, showing great patience. He liked teachers like Zhou Qinqin, who were fresh out of school and still very innocent.

Once he gets tired of it, he can easily switch to another one.

In his mind, women were something he could get by simply throwing money at them.

But Zhou Qinqin was clearly different; she wasn't a woman who squandered money.

She found that Tanaka was completely uncommunicative, so she changed her tone and expression.

"I'm sorry, but if you want to marry me, your parents need to get sterilized first, and you need to get sterilized too."

"In addition, life should have a sense of ritual. You look like you don't have any sense of ritual at all. Go to South Korea for plastic surgery first, and then go to Thailand for plastic surgery."

"Oh, by the way, I prefer quality over quantity. Don't invite me to these small restaurants anymore. From now on, have someone order food from the Great Hall of the People and have it air-freighted to me."

She spoke like a machine gun, her tone carrying an inexplicable arrogance and superiority.

Tanaka was stunned.

Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian were also taken aback, feeling that something was amiss.

If you felt that Teacher Qinqin's words were righteous yet sinister before, then her words now are sinister yet righteous.

Li Yan, on the other hand, had a look of schadenfreude on his face, surprised that Qin Bao was also a seasoned user of Xiaohongshu.

Could this be a temporary substitute player using an online persona?
Which man would dare to take on this set of Saintess Sect fist techniques?

Meanwhile, after Zhou Qinqin finished speaking, she took a sip of water and asked Tanaka, "Do you understand?"

Tanaka's face turned pale; all he remembered was the tubal ligation.

"That's it for today."

He hurriedly got up, unable to withstand the gaze of Zhou Qinqin, a Grand Elder of the Holy Maiden Sect, and left immediately.

"cut!"

Zhou Qinqin pursed her lips, slowly tasted two or three dumplings, and immediately hissed, "Too spicy!"

She immediately got up to buy milk, but when she turned around, she saw Li Yan and the other two.

"you."

"We've come here to celebrate the winter solstice."

Jiang Yingzhu said, giving a thumbs up, "Teacher Qinqin, you were really awesome just now, that guy really deserved to be beaten up!"

Zhou Qinqin sighed, "There's no other way. When talking to trash, you can only use trash's words."

"I don't understand."

"It's good that you don't understand. The teacher is leaving now."

Zhou Qinqin felt a little uncomfortable, after all, her private side had been seen by her students.

Jiang Yingzhu didn't say much and continued drinking her soup.

At the same time, I was browsing my phone.

Seeing Li Yan posting pictures of lunch in the class group chat, she immediately posted her own, and then boasted to the classmates about what Zhou Qinqin had just done.

"I think Teacher Zhou is right, better to have none than to have something of poor quality!" Hu Die sent a message.

"The main point doesn't seem to be what came after that, does it?" Yu Qingya asked back.

"Are you Teacher Zhou? How did you find out?"

Yu Qingya immediately started arguing with her and began to analyze Zhou Qinqin's words.

"In short, the key point is what Teacher Zhou said earlier. She emphasized personality and opposed objectification, not gender equality."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hu Die replied casually without even looking at the message.

Jiang Yingzhu and Mei Mengqian watched with great interest and finished their soup.

Looking up, he saw a waiter placing a packaged mutton soup next to Li Yan.

Jiang Yingzhu's eyes lit up immediately. She felt that Li Yan had become better, and he even packed an extra portion for her, along with some dumplings!
This made up for the portion she had missed eating earlier.

After lunch, the three of them rode their bikes back to school and encountered Hua Junshu, who was on guard duty near the school gate.

"Senior, have you had lunch yet?" Jiang Yingzhu asked casually when she saw her senior, as she was thinking about where to have a big meal that evening.

"Eat a little."

Have you eaten dumplings?

"No." Hua Junshu shook his head slightly and glanced at the three of them.

"Hurry up and go inside, class is about to start."

"Senior, I have dumplings and mutton soup here. Here, have some while they're hot." Li Yan took out the things he had packed.

Hua Junshu took it subconsciously and pursed her lips.

"I'll do it next time."

"Okay!"

Jiang Yingzhu, who was initially unhappy because of the big dinner that night, suddenly became happy again.

The last class in the afternoon was Chinese. Li Ping taught for half the class before starting to talk about other things.

"Two things. First, next Friday is the end of the month, and the school will hold a New Year's Day performance. Every class needs to have a program. The class's art and literature representative should make arrangements."

Ye Hui raised her hand, expressionless, "Teacher, our class doesn't have an arts and culture representative yet."

Li Ping frowned; he didn't have time to select the arts and culture committee member.

And this isn't very important.

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(End of this chapter)