Food: Starting with Wonton Noodles

"Street vendors can be this good?" He Xiaoli was a little surprised.

"But why didn't you eat at home before coming over?" Chen Yun asked. "Isn't your dad's cooking pretty good?"

Sometimes He Xiaoli would bring food back to her dormitory, but she wouldn't eat it herself.

"It is indeed delicious, but even if it is delicious, you can't eat the same dish for more than ten years," He Xiaoli said.

"Then why didn't you tell your dad?"

"Can I say for sure? I begged for this menu myself, crying, more than a decade ago."

He Xiaoli looked frustrated: "I really want to strangle my ten-year-younger self right now."

With a thud, He Xiaoli fell backward onto the bed. "Ugh, my birthday is coming up again soon."

She really doesn't want to celebrate her birthday right now.

"Hey, why don't we take your dad to the street vendors down there and crush his confidence?" Chen Yun suggested, offering a terrible idea.

"Didn't you say this noodle soup tastes better than your dad's?"

"No, please." He Xiaoli hesitated.

As they were talking, a girl dressed in very simple clothes walked in.

"Jiang Yan, you're back? Want to grab a late-night snack?" Chen Yun asked.

"No need, I already ate when I got back."

"You ate with your senior brother again, didn't you? Would your senior brother really let you come back so early?"

The three of them chuckled in unison.

"Don't overthink it. We just had a meal together in the cafeteria. Although I'm grateful to him, our relationship is completely innocent," Jiang Yan said earnestly.

"The worst thing is that you think you're innocent, but the other person doesn't think so," He Xiaoli said.

Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "Anyway, we're nothing."

Although she was very grateful to her senior for giving her the opportunity, she truly had no romantic feelings for him.

"Then you should be careful. I heard from them that that senior brother seems to be a jerk too." Han Yuanyuan, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly spoke up.

"Hey, you shut-in girl, you even know these things?" Chen Yun said, somewhat surprised.

"It was a fellow villager I ate with who told me," Han Yuanyuan said without hiding anything.

......

The next morning.

Zhou Yu woke up feeling exceptionally energetic, showing no signs of fatigue from a busy night.

"It seems the system's ability to regenerate power for my body is indeed formidable," Zhou Yu thought.

Now that he has received the buff, he decided to start his early morning training journey today.

After greeting Cao Xuezhen, Zhou Yu set off for Jiangbin Park.

Jiangbin Park was not far from the residential area where Zhou Yu lived. When Zhou Yu arrived at Jiangbin Park, the sun had not yet risen.

Although it is still very hot, the sun is gradually rising earlier than it did in the previous two months.

To Zhou Yu's surprise, the park's running track was already bustling with people running in circles that morning.

After Zhou Yu finished warming up with the exercise knowledge instilled in his mind by the system, he turned on the recording function in his sports watch and started running.

"Good morning, handsome!" People passing by would greet him warmly from time to time.

At first, Zhou Yu was able to smile and nod in response.

They would even occasionally make subtle comments about the looks of the runners they encountered on the road.

Unfortunately, it seems that most of the women who get up early to run are middle-aged, and their appearance is generally not very appealing. It's hard to find anyone younger.

But that's not surprising. Young girls have a high metabolism, so they don't have that much body image anxiety.

Zhou Yu estimated that there weren't many people his age.

But he soon lost interest in aesthetics.

Having never run before, after a period of sprinting, his legs felt as heavy as lead.

The morning breeze, carrying the scent of grass and sweat, whistled and pierced his lungs and throat.

When greeted with morning greetings once again, Zhou Yu was too weak to respond and could only wave his hand slightly in acknowledgment.

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhou Yu had no choice but to stop and slow down.

But miraculously, when he started walking slowly, his heartbeat returned to normal within a few breaths, and the lactic acid that had just accumulated in his legs began to dissolve.

It seems the system's recovery capabilities are really impressive.

Zhou Yu, who had fully recovered after walking only a dozen meters, started running again with renewed vigor.

This repeated itself, which actually intimidated the runners who were running at a steady pace.

At first, Chen Mingyuan thought Zhou Yu was a novice runner.

Because Zhou Yu's pace was very standard (forced into perfect standard gait with the help of the system).

However, Zhou Yu's breathing was clearly not smooth, and he was accelerating with each run, without the rhythm that a long-distance run should have.

So when Zhou Yu, as expected, stopped walking, Chen Mingyuan naturally assumed that Zhou Yu was finished.

But to his surprise, every time he stopped, Zhou Yu would start running again and catch up with him.

Every time he thought Zhou Yu was truly finished, Zhou Yu would sprint forward again.

When Zhou Yu began to sprint and catch up again.

Chen Mingyuan couldn't help but ask, "Handsome, what kind of special training is this? Is it some kind of interval running training?"

In the amateur training of marathons, some elite runners will change their running speed during a long run to achieve better training results.

Although Zhou Yu was a bit strange, he did have a bit of a speed-changing running feel to him.

Zhou Yu was embarrassed. He didn't know what interval running was, but he knew that what he was doing was quite unconventional.

He could only give a vague answer: "It's just that I haven't run in a long time, so my stamina isn't quite up to par, and I have to take a break in between."

He didn't offer much explanation.

After Zhou Yu finished running five kilometers, he was completely exhausted.

But miraculously, after he walked slowly for a while, his body began to recover.

After Zhou Yu fully recovered, Chen Mingyuan also stopped running and then kept pacing around the riverbank.

Zhou Yu couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?"

Chen Mingyuan: "Yeah. I think I forgot where I put something."

Zhou Yu pointed to a flowerbed, "Is that it?"

While running, Zhou Yu actually had some impression of Chen Mingyuan, after all, they were always running buddies.

Chen Mingyuan looked at the watering can and coat hidden in the flower bed with delight: "Yes! Thank you. I almost forgot to put them here."

"Even though these flowerbeds are all the same, it's a bit too much that you could forget about them," Zhou Yu thought to himself.

But he didn't argue with Chen Mingyuan too much, nodded, and went home.

When Zhou Yu returned home, Cao Xuezhen had already prepared breakfast.

Today's breakfast is fish congee.

Zhou Yu took a bath before coming out to eat breakfast.

The system's rewards were great; after his run today, he felt like his whole body was being activated.

After taking a nap, Zhou Yu began to cook the broth for the day.