Chapter 195: Big Shot's Jealousy Edition Teaching
Chapter 195: Big Shot's Jealousy Edition Teaching
Bai Lu remembered that Xiao Cheng had something to do in the city and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you supposed to go to the city?"
Xiao Cheng coldly glanced at Chen Dafu, "Not in a hurry."
Chen Dafu stiffened, feeling as if he had been stabbed by an ancient ice blade, and he was in a bad situation.
The upcoming learning session seemed like torture.
As expected, the premonition was correct.
Xiao Cheng immediately assigned the teaching roles: he would teach the men, and Bai Lu would teach the women.
Despite Wang Cuihua and Chen Dafu trying to exchange roles, Xiao Cheng rejected them outright.
Moreover, the teaching methods of Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu were vastly different, making the men's class feel quite miserable.
Bai Lu demonstrated by actually roasting chestnuts while explaining every step and precaution in the simplest language, ensuring everyone understood. Questions were welcomed, and she provided on-the-spot answers.
Even when faced with Wang Cuihua, who struggled to grasp the skill after ten repetitions, Bai Lu remained patient. She set up a separate pot for Wang Cuihua and allowed her to practice until she got it right.
On the other hand, Xiao Cheng's approach was different.
He explained the steps while roasting, then had Chen Dafu and others take turns trying.
Unable to get it right after one attempt, Xiao Cheng frowned.
Failing twice, he looked at them as if they were idiots.
It seemed like he was saying, "You're so dull-witted that you can't even grasp such a simple process."
Chen Dafu, feeling like a dull-witted pig, received cold glares every time he asked a question, like being scraped by cold knives.
He wished for Bai Lu's gentle and patient teaching.
Meng Youliang and others weren't faring any better. While they avoided Xiao Cheng's icy glares, they received a silent, piercing gaze, as if a doctor saying, "We did our best" after saving a critically ill patient.
Feeling judged by Xiao Cheng, they couldn't help but wonder if they were truly as foolish as he implied. Learning such a skill in one go was impossible even for a genius.
In their hearts, they silently cried out, yearning for the gentle and patient Bai Lu.
However, despite the desire for Bai Lu's teaching, the reality was that Xiao Cheng was the one teaching.
"I can evenly heat the sand and sugar syrup now, Bai Lu, come take a look," Wang Cuihua thought roasting chestnuts was simple, but she struggled.
Looking at the sand clumped together in the pot, Bai Lu advised, "Not good enough. If you pour chestnuts in like this, they will stick to the pot and burn. You need to roast the sand until the grains are dry and distinct."
Wang Cuihua pouted, "I'm exhausted. Isn't this sufficient? Bai Lu, your standards are too high. Who can be the best at everything?"
Turning to Xiao Cheng, she sought his support with a pitiful face.
Unfortunately, Xiao Cheng didn't even spare her a glance.
Bai Lu, with a slight smile, calmly suggested, "If your right hand is tired, you can use your left hand."
"I can't use my left hand with strength. Who does anything using the left hand? Bai Lu, don't make things difficult for me," Wang Cuihua disagreed.
Rolling her eyes, Bai Lu replied, "Ah Cheng can roast chestnuts with his left hand and even both hands together. Isn't that impressive?"
"Is this considered making things difficult?" Wu Fangli, enjoying the spectacle, teased along with a smile.
Hearing Bai Lu's words, Wang Cuihua's eyes lit up, "Xiao Cheng can roast chestnuts with his left hand and even both hands together?"
Bai Lu nodded, "Yes, quite impressive."
"Of course!" Wang Cuihua instantly changed, full of admiration, "Xiao Cheng is truly amazing."
Saying so, she picked up the spatula and continued roasting sand.
Wu Fangli and others chuckled and continued learning from Bai Lu.
As the women's class enjoyed a happy learning experience, Chen Dafu and the men's class faced Xiao Cheng's stern gaze.
Xiao Cheng's cold remarks, like "Not adding sugar syrup, saving it for the New Year?" froze their hearts.
They reluctantly picked up spoons, scooped out sugar syrup from the bucket, and rushed to add it to the pot.
Chen Dafu and others, who had roasted sand for an entire afternoon, finally succeeded. However, as soon as the chestnuts were poured into the pot, they frantically added sugar syrup, resulting in a burnt mess.
The men's class no longer received Xiao Cheng's disdainful looks, but instead, they all experienced the chilling effect of his silent criticism.
In contrast, Bai Lu, who faced similar situations, consoled and encouraged the women's class with warmth.
"Failure is the mother of success. Reflect on the experience this time, and you'll succeed next time. Keep going."
The men's class also wanted some words of encouragement!
"Still not adding sugar syrup? Planning to save it for the New Year?"
Xiao Cheng's cold words shattered their envy of the women's class.
Each one, with a pained expression, picked up a spoon and hurriedly scooped sugar syrup from the bucket, muttering, "Adding now, not saving for later..."
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