Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Su Yuchen's voice was low and hoarse, as if it penetrated the soul.

It was as if I could feel the cry from the bottom of my heart finally being vented after layers of suppression, and the moment of release after day after day of forbearance finally being expressed under extreme restraint.

It makes people feel inexplicable and intense emotions surge in their hearts, reminding them of the unwillingness, wishes, hardships and growth over the years.

Zhao Xiaojing unconsciously slowed down her breathing.

It's not that I haven't heard Su Yuchen sing before, but those were all class singing competitions. Su Yuchen was leading the singing with a few classmates, and they all sang some inspiring revolutionary songs, so I didn't have any deep impression at the time.

Later, Su Yuchen said that she liked singing and bought a guitar to learn. She just regarded it as a personal hobby and didn't take it too seriously.

This is the first time I listened to her singing seriously, and I didn’t expect it to be so beautiful.

She also didn't expect that under Su Yuchen's handsome and calm appearance, the songs she sang were so passionate, full of vicissitudes and vitality, which made her scalp tingle when she listened to them.

"How is it? I'm asking you." Su Yuchen patted Zhao Xiaojing's shoulder fiercely, and Zhao Xiaojing came back to her senses from the shock.

"It was so beautiful, Comb! I didn't even come back to my senses." Zhao Xiaojing grabbed Su Yuchen's hand with admiration, "I think your singing is very penetrating, my scalp is numb, and you play very well, too. I don't feel like you're just a beginner at all!"

"No, I played the simplest version in the key of C. I only know how to play a few chords in the key of C. I'm not even very good at the barre chord... But I'm glad you said that." Su Yuchen smiled and carefully put the guitar against the wall.

"What does that mean?" Zhao Xiaojing, who knew nothing about music, was confused.

"Well... to put it simply, what I know is very basic, a level that can be achieved in two months of study, which means it is not good enough at all."

"You can learn guitar. You said before that you like music and want to do something related. I think you are fully capable of making a living in this field. Have you tried it?" Zhao Xiaojing asked.

"I saw someone post about forming a band before, so I went to try. The keyboard player also said that I can sing, but I still need to learn guitar, but I don't have time..."

Su Yuchen sighed helplessly.

It’s not like she hasn’t tried to use her special talents. When she first learned to play the guitar, she saw someone posting online that his level was not good enough and he wanted to form a beginner band to try and learn together.

As soon as she saw it, she volunteered to sign up, thinking that everyone could study together.

After I went there, I realized that others who said her level was not good were just being modest, but she was the only one who was really not good enough.

There are five people in the band, a keyboardist, a bassist, an electric guitarist, a drummer, and her as the acoustic guitarist. She and the bassist also serve as lead singers.

Except for her, the levels of the other four people were far ahead of her, and she always found it difficult to keep up with their pace.

Fortunately, the keyboard player was also a guitarist and had been playing the guitar for nearly ten years. He was a serious person and willing to teach her. He made an appointment with her that before every Saturday rehearsal day, Su Yuchen would go to him and learn the guitar part of the next rehearsal song from him.

She was not close to the keyboard player and had to visit him about two or three times a week, each time taking an hour on the subway. But even so, she was very happy during the more than one month she spent studying with him.

During this period, the keyboard player tried hard to teach her, and she did learn a lot, and was able to keep up gradually in each rehearsal.

But as she worked more and more overtime and her work became busier and busier, she found it difficult to make it to the rehearsal day on Saturday, let alone study time during the week.

After two or three weeks, Su Yuchen felt embarrassed to keep everyone waiting for her, and it was not good to delay the band's rehearsal, so she took the initiative to quit the band.

After that, she began a busy life with work inseparable from life. She always came home after 10 o'clock. The rental house was not soundproof, so she didn't dare to play the piano to disturb others...

"Well, let's talk about these later. I have to make a living first before I can talk about my hobbies. I'm counting on making enough money to sign up for guitar lessons. I have to find a job first." Su Yuchen shook his head.

Zhao Xiaojing held her chin and glanced at her, then began to ponder silently.

They stayed there until after seven o'clock, when dusk fell, and they finally turned off the air conditioner and slowly went out.

"Look, you'll recognize the red sign of the God's Massage Shop when you get out of the alley. Walk toward the sign, then turn right under the overpass. Keep walking and you'll see the subway station."

"See that intersection? You can buy groceries at that supermarket with a big sign. It has a wide variety of products and the prices are quite affordable."

"We are now at the overpass and walking to the left, there is a university over there. There are many snacks on the street in front of the university gate, which are delicious and affordable. However, you cannot buy fruit over there because there is a serious shortage.

Look at the street to the left of the optical shop, there is a night market over there, and the lights are starting to turn on now."

Su Yuchen described the surrounding situation to Zhao Xiaojing in detail along the way. Zhao Xiaojing listened and observed, memorizing the route carefully.

The two talked all the way to the university gate. This was a second-tier school with a large campus and there was a constant stream of college students at the gate.

"Let's eat first. After dinner, let's go to the shops and night markets around here. If you can still walk, let's go inside the university and take a look around."

"Can I enter the university without security stopping me?"

Zhao Xiaojing asked in surprise. In her impression, school was like a high school where one needed a pass to enter and exit.

"Sure! Universities are much more relaxed and free, you can basically come and go as you please. Universities with only a few tourist attractions don't allow that, you need to make an appointment and have an ID."

“It’s definitely a lot freer.”

Zhao Xiaojing looked at the campus and saw the energetic college students chatting and laughing in groups of three or four, and she couldn't help but feel envious.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to Jiangcheng's best food, three-flavor bean curd."

Seeing her friend staring at the university in a daze, Su Yuchen thought of her friend not being able to go to university, and couldn't help feeling a little sorry for her. She changed the subject and took her arm to walk towards the snack street.

There are shops on both sides of this street. Every shop is doing good business and the street is almost entirely filled with college students.

Su Yuchen took Zhao Xiaojing to a small shop in the corner and lined up.

"It's okay today. There aren't many people. We'll probably have to wait in line for more than 20 minutes before it's our turn. Don't be fooled by the small and simple size of this store. It's been open since I moved here. Business is good every day. There's always a queue."

Zhao Xiaojing listened to Su Yuchen's introduction and looked around the shop.

It is called a small shop, but in fact it is just a store of only a few square meters. There are several tables inside, and the tables are filled with various transparent food boxes containing ingredients.

The boss set up a big pot that was almost the same as the one used in the construction site canteen, and spread the tofu skin in the pot. When it was done, he put the pot aside and the boss's wife started to serve the tofu skin to the students. Then the boss took another empty pot and continued to cook.