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Chapter 252 Fried Dough Sticks and Soy Milk (2)

Dingxiang and Qiangwei stared at the plate of fried dough sticks they had made themselves, their eyes wide with dismay. They were all crooked and uneven in color, a stark contrast to Master Zhu's perfectly golden, crispy, and perfectly straight dough sticks. Their heads drooped like deflated balls.

However, at this moment, Zhu Qingqing came over and took a closer look at their work. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she praised generously: "Well, not bad! It's amazing that you two can achieve such results on your first try. It seems that you do have some talent!" Hearing this, Dingxiang raised her head, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she still asked in disbelief: "Really? Master Zhu, do you really think it's okay? But we fried the dough sticks like this, won't you blame us?" Qiangwei on the side also timidly tugged at the corner of her clothes and whispered: "Yes, Master Zhu, we not only wasted so much dough, but also used up a lot of oil..." As she spoke, her voice became lower and lower, as if she had made a huge mistake.

Zhu Qingqing smiled, picked up a small fried dough stick, put it in her mouth and took a bite. After chewing it carefully, she nodded and said, "It tastes okay, not bad, and it's not a waste. Okay, don't think too much, go call the others to eat."

With Zhu Qingqing's affirmation and encouragement, Dingxiang and Qiangwei seemed to regain their vitality in an instant. They immediately trotted forward happily, and couldn't wait to invite the guests to taste the fruits of their labor.

In the kitchen, Zhu Qingqing skillfully and carefully placed freshly fried dough sticks on the dining table. Then, she picked up a spoon and filled each person's bowl with steaming, fragrant soy milk. After she finished, she also placed a can of white sugar on the table so everyone could add sugar to their taste. Everything was ready, waiting for the family to come and enjoy this delicious breakfast together.

Before long, Zhu's father, Zhu's mother, Zhu Yingying, Wu Di, and others arrived at the restaurant one after another. As soon as they entered, Wu Di sniffed exaggeratedly and exclaimed, "Oh my! I can smell this tempting aroma from so far away!" Wang Xiangdong, who was standing beside him, also echoed, "That's right! It must be the smell of fried dough sticks and soy milk! I specifically ordered this breakfast last night, and I didn't expect Sister Zhu to prepare it so quickly. Thank you so much!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Qingqing smiled and waved her hand, saying, "Hey, what are you thanking me for? Everyone has to eat, right? And if you want to eat something in the future, you can tell me in advance so I can prepare it."

"Okay, thank you Sister Zhu! I won't be polite next time." Wang Xiangdong expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Thank you, cousin." Yu Bo also spoke.

Zhu Yingying: "My sister is the best."

Even Zhu's mother couldn't help but praise her: "Qingqing, thank you for your hard work in the morning." Zhu Qingqing quickly responded: "Mom, why are you being so polite to me? We are all family. By the way, I didn't add sugar when I cooked the soy milk. You can add it according to the sweetness you like." After that, she pointed to the jar of sugar on the table.

"Okay, we get it. Making your own food is the key to a well-fed life!" Everyone responded with a smile. At this moment, Wu Di stared at the fried dough sticks on the small plate in front of him and asked curiously, "Hey, these fried dough sticks look really good, but they obviously weren't made by our mom. Could they be made by Ding Xiang and Qiang Wei?"

Lilac Rose blushed and lowered her head, feeling embarrassed.

Zhu Qingqing: "Well, this is the first time I learned to make Lilac Rose, and it's pretty good."

Wu Di: "Ah, they really made it. I really want to try it."

As he said this, he picked up a small fried dough stick and started eating.

"Hmm, it smells pretty good."

Since it was made by my friend, of course I have to show my support.

Lilac and Rose looked up, "Really?"

"Really? If you don't believe me, try it."

Wu Di took one and handed it to Yu Bo.

Zhu Qingqing: "There aren't many fried cloves and roses, so just share a taste among everyone, and leave one for them to taste."

Yu Bo gave half of the fried dough sticks to Zhu Yingying.

Zhu's father and mother each shared one.

Wang Xiangdong wanted to share some with Zhu Qingqing, but Zhu Qingqing said she had already tasted it.

He had no choice but to eat it himself.

The lilac and the rose shared one.

The two of them were chewing the fried dough sticks, they were really delicious.

However, after they tasted the fried dough sticks they made themselves, they tried the fried dough sticks made by Master Zhu. At that moment, they deeply realized the huge difference.

"Master Zhu, the ones you fried are simply amazing! They are crispy and soft at the same time. In comparison, the ones we fried... oh, there's really no comparison!" They racked their brains but didn't know how to accurately describe this huge difference.

At this moment, Wu Di quickly spoke to comfort his friends, saying, "Actually, you guys have done quite well! After all, you are still young, and I don't even know how to fry youtiao."

Yu Bo, standing nearby, chimed in, "That's right! If I were to fry the dough sticks, I'd probably end up with a pot of black, completely mushy dough."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhu Qingqing smiled and encouraged them, saying, "It's very rare for you to be able to do what you have now as a beginner. As long as you are truly willing to learn cooking from me in the future, you will definitely be able to reach my level in time."

As soon as the words fell, Lilac and Rose could not wait to respond in unison: "Of course we do!"

At this time, Mother Zhu greeted everyone enthusiastically: "Hurry up and eat, children, this soy milk must be drunk while it is hot."

Wu Di was even more considerate, taking extra care of his friends around him, and hurriedly said, "Dingxiang, Qiangwei, you two should try this soy milk quickly. I added a lot of sugar to it, it's so sweet!"

So, the two of them quickly picked up the bowls in front of them and carefully sipped the soy milk. Although they were not familiar with this drink, the sweet taste that melted in their mouths instantly conquered their taste buds, making them intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Dingxiang carefully took a bite of the golden, crispy dough stick, and its unique aroma instantly filled her mouth. Then, she gently sipped the warm, sweet soy milk. The delicate texture and mellow flavor made her taste buds feel like they were immersed in a wonderful feast.

"These fried dough sticks and soy milk are so delicious!" She couldn't help but exclaim, and said to Qiangwei, "I have never tasted such a delicious combination before." Qiangwei, who was standing next to her with her mouth full of fried dough sticks, nodded repeatedly to show her agreement.

Thinking of being able to continue learning from Master Zhu in the future, her heart was full of anticipation: "In the future, we will definitely be able to taste more delicious food that we have never eaten before! Maybe there are many new and interesting things waiting for us to discover." However, as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that her focus seemed to be a little off, and quickly changed her words and said, "Oh, no, no, what's more important is that we can definitely learn a lot of useful knowledge and skills from Master Zhu!" After that, the two smiled at each other, full of longing and confidence for the future.