As the night grew darker, the string lights in the campsite lit up, casting a warm yellow glow over the dining area.
Two completely different aromas of fish intertwined and clashed in the air.
On one side was the pickled mustard green fish made by Lin Mo. A layer of slightly golden oil floated on the white broth, the fish slices were snow-white, and the pickled greens were faintly yellow. Just looking at it was enough to whet one's appetite.
On the other side was the grilled fish personally made by Jiang Chengshan. Its skin was charred, fragrant, and crispy, exuding a rugged, smoky aroma.
There were also some extra dishes. After all, quite a few ingredients were left over from the barbecue, so Lin Mo had stir-fried a few extra plates.
As soon as the dishes were served, Jiang Yunlu's chopsticks seemed to have a built-in navigation system, accurately bypassing the grilled fish and heading straight for the bowl of pickled mustard green fish.
This scene made the corners of the expectant Jiang Chengshan's mouth twitch fiercely.
The daughter he had raised for all these years was blatantly favoring an outsider?
She had grown up eating the food he cooked.
How many meals had this kid Lin Mo even made?
But this couldn't be blamed on Jiang Yunlu.
After all, Jiang Yunlu rarely got to eat dishes cooked by Lin Mo.
However, she ate her dad's cooking almost every day.
So even if Lin Mo's food wasn't good, she would have forced herself to praise it to the heavens.
But in reality, Lin Mo's pickled mustard green fish was delicious, and Jiang Yunlu picked up several slices of fish in one breath.
Feeling a bit unbalanced in his heart, Jiang Chengshan also picked up a slice of fish soaked in broth and put it in his mouth with a hint of scrutiny.
The fish slice was smooth and tender, melting in the mouth.
Immediately after, the crispness of the pickled greens and the slight numbness of the broth exploded on his taste buds. The layers of flavor were distinct, with a long, lingering aftertaste.
The scrutiny in his eyes was instantly replaced by amazement, and he couldn't help but look up at Lin Mo. You kid, you're actually pretty good. It's a pity you aren't opening a restaurant with these skills.
Dad, I told you already, Lin Mo's cooking is super delicious! Jiang Yunlu's mouth was stuffed full, but she didn't forget to cheer for Lin Mo.
Stop praising me, stop praising me. If you keep praising me, I'll get arrogant. Lin Mo smiled and waved his hand, though he was blooming with joy inside.
Uncle Zhao was also eating on the side.
However, compared to the fish meat, he preferred eating the pickled greens.
Lin Mo, being very perceptive, focused his main attacks on the grilled fish.
After all, Jiang Yunlu alone could polish off his bowl of pickled fish. If the Old Geezer's grilled fish had no audience, the Old Geezer would lose a lot of face.
For the sake of the Old Geezer's face, Lin Mo naturally ate more of the grilled fish.
Lin Mo ate quite fast, nodding in praise from time to time: Uncle Jiang, the heat control on this grilled fish is absolutely perfect, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
Hearing this, Jiang Chengshan's expression finally softened slightly, feeling much more comfortable inside.
Just at this joyous and harmonious moment, a slender figure wearing exquisite shoes walked across the grass and slowly approached.
Jiang Chengyue looked up and caught sight of the figure.
President Jiang, we accidentally grilled too much American-style barbecue over there, so I brought some over for you to taste.
The American-style barbecue brought over consisted of beef ribs and beef brisket. They were grilled to the point of sizzling with oil, with an overbearing meaty aroma. They were arguably very good cuts.
Jiang Chengshan looked up, revealing a hint of a commercial smile. You must be the eldest miss of the Ye family, Ye Qiaolin, right? How thoughtful of you, thank you for the barbecue.
Uncle Zhao hurriedly stood up and politely took it.
However, after delivering the food, Ye Qiaolin showed no intention of leaving.
Her beautiful eyes fell on Lin Mo with interest, as if the people around them didn't exist. She asked with a smile:
Little brother, is the formula you mentioned earlier this one?
Saying that, Ye Qiaolin raised her phone, revealing the formula written on it.
Lin Mo glanced at it; it was indeed the tangent addition and subtraction formula.
Before he could speak, the air beside him instantly dropped three degrees.
Jiang Yunlu's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, her sharp gaze locked onto Ye Qiaolin. Like a small beast protecting its food, her whole body was written with vigilance.
Lin Mo, however, remained calm and collected. He didn't even look at the formula, only lazily lifting his eyelids.
And the mnemonic?
Just a few light words, yet they caused all the rhetoric Ye Qiaolin had prepared to get stuck in her throat.
What... mnemonic? The confident smile on her face stiffened.
Lin Mo didn't answer her. Instead, he turned his head to look at Jiang Yunlu, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Jiang Yunlu instantly understood. She straightened her back, and her crisp voice rang out with a hint of showing off:
Tangent sum and difference: numerator is sum or difference, denominator is 1 minus or plus the product.
After speaking, she proudly cast a glance at Ye Qiaolin.
Lin Mo spread his hands, giving Ye Qiaolin a helpless yet matter-of-fact expression.
See, this is the difference between us.
This understated sentence had a lethality comparable to heavy artillery.
Ye Qiaolin's face turned from white to green, and then from green to black, a colorful display.
Her knuckles holding the phone turned slightly white, and in her heart, she cursed the science student suitor who had given her the formula ten thousand times.
Bastard! Giving the formula without the mnemonic, wasn't this intentionally making her come here to make a fool of herself!
Suitor: I didn't know you needed this kind of mnemonic too.
Ye Qiaolin returned having suffered a second defeat, and Ye Minghui couldn't wait to mock her.
But seeing Ye Qiaolin's murderous expression, he immediately put away his gloating smile and turned into a caring younger brother, asking about her well-being.
Sis, forget it, he's just a genius. Our company recruits so many geniuses every year. Huaqing, Dabei, and even foreign ones like MIT and Cambridge. We have whatever you want. Why don't you just pick one from the company?
Shut up! Ye Qiaolin took a deep breath but didn't say anything more.
Zhou Nianqian took a deep breath and also looked in the direction of Jiang Yunlu, then said, Alright, it's boring here, let's go back. I booked a table at Tiancheng. Drinking there will at least be more comfortable than drinking here.
Okay! Ye Minghui stood up decisively.
He glanced at his sister and spoke directly.
Let's go, Sis. I'll find you a few handsome guys later. There's no need to keep obsessing over that Lin Mo.
Who the hell is obsessing? I'm just annoyed. Let's go! We're heading back!
It was unknown whether Ye Qiaolin's anger was more because of Lin Mo's rejection or because she had lost face.
Or perhaps both.
Anyway, the three of them didn't want to stay here either.
By the time Lin Mo and the others returned to the campsite, the three had already gotten into their RV and left.
There were people to clean up the remaining things.
Watching the vehicle leave.
Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh, Those guys are finally gone.
Yeah, so annoying, Jiang Yunlu couldn't help but chime in.
For some reason, Jiang Chengshan also suddenly spoke up.
They're just a few second-generation rich kids, anyway.
Lin Mo reached out and tapped Jiang Yunlu, This is a warning to you, don't become a spoiled second-generation rich kid, you know?
Hmph! I can answer the formula mnemonic, and I'm the runner-up in the provincial badminton tournament. How could I be a spoiled rich kid?
Jiang Chengshan also hugged his daughter's head.
Of course, my daughter is definitely not a spoiled rich kid. Even if she were, it wouldn't matter. I have plenty of money for you to squander.
Oh gosh! Dad! You know I hate being the kind of person who just idles their life away.
At this moment, Lin Mo said faintly, We aren't afraid of second-generation kids living a life of luxury; we're afraid of second-generation kids trying to prove themselves.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
