Recipe

The Physics Department's workload was heavy and the difficulty was high. Jiang Feng ran between school and the restaurant every day, and even his iron body couldn't take it after a while.

The most crucial thing was that Jiang Feng would definitely inherit the Jiang family's generational tradition of cooking and become the head chef of the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant.

Of course, dropping out was impossible, absolutely impossible. He had studied with utmost diligence for three years in high school, waking earlier than the chickens and sleeping later than the dogs. He had finally gotten into A University, and only a fool would drop out!

A University wasn't very strict about attendance. As long as final exam scores were high, teachers would be lenient and give decent grades for attendance even if it was a bit low. Of course, if you could get perfect scores in every subject, the professors wouldn't mind even if you never attended class.

In the year above him, there was a genius who never attended class and ended up failing eight courses in one semester, getting expelled and sent home.

If Jiang Feng followed in the footsteps of this genius, the consequences...

Jiang Feng couldn't even imagine what would happen if Comrade Wang Xiulian's palm, weighing over ten pounds, slapped his face.

After much thought, Jiang Feng decided he should proceed step by step. First, he'd skip class on a small scale, then on a larger scale, and finally achieve complete absenteeism, only attending the final exams.

However—

The plan had only been implemented for a few days, and he hadn't even started skipping classes on a large scale, when Jiang Feng was invited to the office by his counselor for a chat.

The counselor was a young, newly hired teacher. For the past year, apart from relaying school notices in the class group chat and holding a class meeting at the beginning and end of each semester, he had basically been non-existent.

This was the first time in his many years of studying that he was invited to a teacher's office for a chat, and Jiang Feng was a little nervous.

"Student Jiang Feng, the class monitor recently reported to me that your attendance rate isn't very high," the counselor said with a smile as soon as Jiang Feng sat down.

"Um, that, I..."

"We know you have difficulties at home, and we can solve them together. There are many ways to do so, but is it a bit of a loss to neglect your studies and skip class to work or help at the restaurant?"

"Teacher, I'm not..."

"If you have difficulties at home, you can apply for a scholarship. Don't be too proud to accept it; it's not something to be ashamed of. You might feel that what you're learning in school now isn't important, and you skip class. But what if you fail to get your degree, or get expelled like that student from the year above? Wouldn't that be a greater loss? After you graduate, you'll realize that what teachers teach you are very precious things. If you don't cherish them now, you'll regret it when it's too late."

"I..."

"Difficulties in life are temporary. After you graduate, you'll realize these things are nothing. If you don't learn now, in the future..."

The counselor truly lived up to his political science background. He spoke to Jiang Feng earnestly for a long time, not allowing him to get a word in. Finally, he gave Jiang Feng a chance to speak. "Say whatever you want to say."

"Teacher, I... I... Actually, I've already self-studied all the courses for this semester during the summer break. I felt I had no problem..." Before the system update, Jiang Feng had already leveled up Mathematics to intermediate using experience points. It was no problem for him to just review some books and deal with the final exams without attending classes.

"Self-studied?" The counselor looked at him with a half-smile. "If I recall correctly, you barely passed electromagnetism and advanced mathematics last semester with the lenient grading of the professors. Self-studied—"

The counselor didn't want to be too absolute. He himself had stayed at A University after completing his bachelor's and master's degrees and had seen many quiet students who suddenly became outstanding. If Jiang Feng could successfully complete his studies without attending classes, he had nothing more to advise.

The student from the adjacent School of Economics and Management who started his own business and was worth nearly ten million yuan was never at school throughout the year. Last semester's final exams, he failed five courses in one go, yet the professors still turned a blind eye and went easy on him during makeup exams.

If you want to skip class, fine, but you have to show your capabilities.

In the end, the counselor told Jiang Feng to handle it as he saw fit.

Jiang Feng bid farewell to the counselor. As he reached the office door, he suddenly heard the counselor say leisurely.

"Jiang Feng, Professor Li is very concerned about you. Don't disappoint him."

Turning back, he saw the counselor looking down at his phone, as if he hadn't said anything just now.

Jiang Feng was speechless.

He didn't expect their counselor to be such a drama queen.

As for Comrade Wang Xiulian and Comrade Jiang Jiankang, their combined education wasn't even enough for a university degree. They had no concept of university courses and their understanding of university life was based on hearsay from years past. Things like "study hard in high school and university will be easy," and "you can play all day in university, there are no classes."

They raised no objections to Jiang Feng suddenly having more free time and staying at the restaurant all day.

After being invited to the counselor's office, Jiang Feng specifically went to find Professor Li to explain the situation. After completing a set of exam papers in front of Professor Li, Jiang Feng was granted permission to skip classes. He then replicated this process with all his other course instructors, making a strong impression on them, and directly skipped the large-scale absenteeism phase to achieve complete absenteeism.

Initially, everyone thought Jiang Feng was giving up on himself due to the family's huge debt and was skipping class solely to help with the family business.

However, when the young teacher Wang was joking with his classmates, he used Jiang Feng as an example and revealed that Jiang Feng had permission to skip class, making Jiang Feng a complete celebrity in the Physics Department.

The price for this was that Jiang Feng noticed Wang Hao looking at him strangely during this period.

"Cough, cough, if you have something to say, just say it," Jiang Feng finally couldn't stand it after being stared at by Wang Hao for four days.

"Brother Feng, you're not right this semester!" Wang Hao said, looking thoughtful.

"No, I think I'm quite normal!" Jiang Feng brushed it off.

"This semester, you're like you've received guidance from a master, completely transformed, a rags-to-riches story." Wang Hao analyzed calmly. "Family misfortune, exquisite cooking skills, academic genius, sudden rise to fame. This is practically the protagonist's template for an urban novel!"

Jiang Feng: "..."

"The family misfortune was all your rumor, and now when I walk around, people look at me like I'm the male protagonist of an inspirational movie. Also, are those ridiculous stories about me going in and out of the counselor's office seven times, facing Professor Li alone, and passing six exams after defeating five professors all fabricated by you and spread around?" Jiang Feng retorted.

"Artistic embellishment, artistic embellishment," Wang Hao said with a shameless grin, completely avoiding the protagonist template comment.

"Jiang Feng, Stir-fried Pork with Chili over rice!" Ji Yue called from outside.

"I'm not arguing with you anymore, I'm going to cook," Jiang Feng tied on his apron and went to get the ingredients.

A few days ago, Jiang Jiankang found a meat supplier with very high-quality meat, but the price was difficult to negotiate. He and Comrade Wang Xiulian were running to the breeding base and negotiating with the supplier every day, leaving the restaurant business entirely to Jiang Feng.

After covering the stir-fried pork with chili over the steaming rice, Wang Hao took the plate and carried it out. Just as Jiang Feng was about to take off his apron, he heard the long-awaited system notification sound.

"Ding, game update complete."

Jiang Feng was almost moved to tears.

The update took over a month. I watched as I traded my single-layer shirt for a sweater, then added a padded jacket over the sweater. The bright sun turned into howling cold wind, but the update progress bar remained stubbornly stuck. Every time Jiang Feng checked the game's update progress, he wondered if it had frozen. Especially these past few days, it was so close to being full, yet it dragged on until now.

He impatiently opened the attribute panel and found a new section for achievements.

Achievement: Bitter Tears (Minor increase in seasoning ability when making wontons)

Title: None

Item: [A Memory of Li Mingyi]

Recipe: Pure Meat Wontons (Click to view details)

Evaluation: An unremarkable novice.

Pure Meat Wontons?

Bitter Tears?

What on earth were these?

Clicking on Pure Meat Wontons, Jiang Feng was surprised to find that the recipe even had illustrations. However, the picture itself didn't look great; a bowl of wontons was mostly spilled out, and the bowl was chipped and broken.

Wait, this bowl of wontons looked so familiar.

[Pure Meat Wontons F-rank]:

Creator: Wang Shitou

Dish Details: Wontons that are poor in ingredients, preparation, and seasoning, yet are incredibly precious in Jiang Huiqin's memory. Consuming them allows one to recall their most bitter youthful memories.

Can be made 3 times a day. (0/3)

Following this were the specific instructions for making the wontons, complete with a video tutorial. It was quite thoughtful.

But...

The ingredients, preparation, and seasoning were all poor, and it would also make people recall their most bitter memories. If he sold these wontons to customers, wouldn't the restaurant get trashed!

How much hatred would it take to make someone eat this!

Jiang Feng stared blankly at the recipe.

"Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng!" Ji Yue called out a few times from outside. When no one answered, she ran directly into the back kitchen. "What are you spacing out at? Two orders of Fish-Flavored Pork, one order of Stir-fried Chives and Eggs, and three plates of Shredded Pork Fried Noodles. Make the Fish-Flavored Pork extra spicy, cook the chives a bit longer, and for the fried noodles, one plate without scallions and the other two mildly spicy."

"Oh, oh, coming right up." Jiang Feng snapped back to reality and went to get the ingredients.

Comrade Jiang Jianguo, hurry back! Being the head chef at Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant is really exhausting!

Jiang Feng roared internally after a day of cooking.