At this moment, at the entrance of the Screaming Glasses Noodle Shop, Jiao Dad and Jiao Ma looked worried, even neglecting the noodles simmering in the pot.
“I wonder what our girl is up to again, she's always getting herself into trouble,” Jiao Dad looked up at the second floor and whispered.
“I asked her earlier, but she wouldn't even listen to me.”
Jiao Ma rolled her eyes at Jiao Dad and said angrily,
“It’s all because you spoil her so much! Look at her now, she doesn’t have a single bit of the ladylike manners of a girl. She’s always either causing trouble or running around like a street urchin.”
Jiao Dad was so scolded by Jiao Ma that he couldn't even speak, he could only chuckle sheepishly.
Seeing this, Jiao Ma sighed, threw the ladle in her hand to Jiao Dad, and turned to go upstairs. After all, she was their daughter, even if she was bad in every way, she was still their precious darling.
On the second floor, in Zhu Wei Jiao's room.
The small room was brightly lit, obviously well-lit, and there weren't any dolls, which are common in girls' rooms, instead, various miscellaneous things were scattered around, and there were posters of various stars on the walls.
Zhu Wei Jiao, lying in bed, was wrapped in her blanket, tossing and turning, occasionally wriggling like a worm. As if she was tired of tossing and turning, she suddenly threw off the blanket, revealing her flushed cheeks.
But her eyes showed a hint of restlessness. Somehow, the scene of Luo Chuan taking the blow for her kept appearing in her mind. The more she wanted to forget, the more clearly she remembered it.
This made Zhu Wei Jiao, who had never experienced this before, feel extremely restless. She couldn't help but suspect that she was sick.
Just as Zhu Wei Jiao was feeling restless, Jiao Ma had arrived at the door. She knocked once and pushed the door open, just in time to see Zhu Wei Jiao's unhappy expression.
“Jiao Jiao, what's wrong with you?” Jiao Ma knew Zhu Wei Jiao's temper, so she first comforted her briefly and then casually asked what she wanted to ask.
Zhu Wei Jiao rested her head on Jiao Ma's legs and said listlessly,
“Mom, I think I'm sick.”
Jiao Ma was immediately worried and asked hurriedly,
“You little rascal, why didn’t you tell me you were sick earlier? Where are you uncomfortable? Your old man and I will take you to the hospital right now.”
“No, no, I’m fine,” Zhu Wei Jiao quickly explained,
“I just feel a little uneasy.”
“Then tell Mom, what kind of uneasiness is it?” Jiao Ma comforted her.
Zhu Wei Jiao thought for a moment and told Jiao Ma about everything that happened today. When she learned that Zhu Wei Jiao had actually fought with those hooligans, her fists were already clenched.
When she learned that Luo Chuan had taken a blow for her, Jiao Ma couldn’t hold it anymore and slapped Zhu Wei Jiao twice on the butt, saying angrily,
“You little rascal, you dare to fight? If anything happens to you, what would your old man and I do?”
“And Chuan’er, you really need to thank Chuan’er. Sigh, forget it, it’s no use telling you.”
She then poked Zhu Wei Jiao's forehead with her finger, scolding her for being so clueless, and then hurried to her feet and prepared to give Jiao Dad a heads up.
At this time, Zhu Wei Jiao called out,
“Mom, you haven’t said what kind of illness I have.”
“Humph, you little rascal, you don’t have any illness, you are just smitten.”
After leaving this sentence, Jiao Ma left the room without looking back.
Smitten?
What is smitten?
Zhu Wei Jiao scratched her head, feeling like she was about to have a brain-cramp.
Below, after learning the ins and outs of the matter, Jiao Dad didn’t even bother to collect his things and dragged Jiao Ma to Luo Chuan’s house.
“Uncle, Auntie, why are you here?” Luo Chuan was a little surprised.
“Chuan’er, are you okay? Should we go to a big hospital and get you checked out, take some X-rays.”
Knowing Jiao Dad and Jiao Ma’s intention, Luo Chuan smiled and said,
“I’m fine, my body is still in decent shape. This little injury will heal in a couple of days.”
Jiao Dad felt relieved, but still told Luo Chuan to tell them immediately if he felt anything unusual.
Finally, after Luo Chuan’s repeated assurances, they turned and left. Looking at their figures, Luo Chuan shook his head and went back into the house.
On the way back, Jiao Dad nudged Jiao Ma with his elbow and whispered,
“What do you think of Chuan’er?”
“Chuan’er is quite good. He's filial and responsible, and the changes he’s gone through these past few months are unbelievable.”
Jiao Ma looked at Jiao Dad with a slant and said,
“What do you mean?”
“Cough,” Jiao Dad coughed dryly and whispered,
“Do you think Chuan’er and Jiao Jiao, do you think there might be something between them…?”
Jiao Dad bent his two thumbs, the meaning was self-explanatory. Then Jiao Ma slapped him on the back of the head and rolled her eyes at him, saying,
“Why are you so eager to marry your daughter off?”
“It’s not that I’m in a hurry,” Jiao Dad spread his hands and said with a bitter face,
“She’ll be seventeen after the new year, and she still runs around like a boy every day. How is she going to get married in the future?”
Jiao Ma seemed to think of something and sighed lightly,
“Didn’t you like Jun Jun and Jiao Jiao being together?”
“I thought Jun Jun would be our son-in-law, but who knew they would become brothers, without any other feelings, they’re even closer than brothers. I have no way to do anything about it.”
In the end, Jiao Ma pushed Jiao Dad and said,
“Let the kids handle their own affairs. We just need to make sure Jiao Jiao doesn’t get wronged.”
“That’s right,” Jiao Dad nodded.
He had just said that because he was feeling impulsive. If he really knew that some kid had taken his daughter, pot and all, then he would be the first to be unhappy.
On the other side, after seeing Zhu Wei Jiao's parents leave, Luo Chuan continued to tinker with the pork he had bought in the kitchen. He washed it thoroughly and then, according to the recipe, began to prepare the pork step by step.
Fry the skin, blanch it, make the caramel color, and finally add the secret braising spice packet. After everything was done, all that was left was to simmer over low heat for an hour or so.
Of course, during this time, Luo Chuan didn’t slack off. He took out his chemistry textbook and started flipping through it. Because of the mental calculation and speed reading bonus, he was just one step away from leveling up chemistry to LV2.
Time ticked by, and Luo Chuan put down his book and closed his eyes.
【Chemistry +11】
【Chemistry LV2: 4/1000】
【Chemistry leveled up to LV2, reward for Scar Removal Ointment Recipe】
Various chemical knowledge appeared in Luo Chuan’s mind, integrated, and finally formed a complete system. Although the LV2 level was not high, it was comprehensive.
To put it simply, he knew a little bit of everything, but only a little bit. He needed to continue learning for deeper knowledge.
Along with the chemical knowledge came a recipe, Luo Chuan glanced at it a couple of times and ignored it.
It’s not that this Scar Removal Ointment was ineffective. On the contrary, this Scar Removal Ointment recipe given by the system was absolutely a top-notch formula. Whether it was burns, cuts, or scratches, as long as it was a scar, it could be eliminated.
Once this Scar Removal Ointment came out, it would definitely attract the attention of the entire society, especially those beauty-loving women. At that time, it would be like picking up money with your eyes closed.
But for Luo Chuan now, it was a chicken rib, for a simple reason, because he couldn’t keep it.
Let alone how this recipe came to be, just the fact that he was a high school student holding this recipe, in the eyes of those capital tycoons, was like a child holding gold, showing it off in the market, how could it not arouse greed.
Maybe tomorrow, Luo Chuan would not even be able to return and would be lying in that sea. To deal with a lone wolf like him, it would be too easy.
Therefore, before he had the power to protect himself, Luo Chuan would never take out this recipe. Of course, he could make a little bit for himself, as long as he kept it hidden, there would be no problem.
As he was thinking, a faint fragrance wafted into his nose. Luo Chuan gently sniffed it, and a smile appeared on his face. It seemed that his braised meat was done.
Just by this aroma, Luo Chuan dared to say that his braised meat was absolutely eighteen streets ahead of the braised meat sold outside.