Chapter 1416: Chapter 1417: Fatty Mao Er is about to wake up (3)
"Hmm, it should be. Formations are things that have spiritual energy. Boss, the formation you’ve been in these past few days must be a Spirit Gathering Array, which is why I could sense it and wake up early. Boss, boss, can you stay in that formation a few more days? That way, I can wake up faster!" Fatty Mao Er’s words were filled with excitement. It had been asleep for so long and couldn’t wait to run out and play with Old Jin and Xiao Hei!
"Alright, I’ll try to enter the Eighteen Golden Figures Formation again as soon as possible!" An Yiqing thought for a moment and promised Fatty Mao Er. The Xuanqing Sect would inevitably be hers, and so would the Eighteen Golden Figures Formation. By then, there would be no worry about waking up Fatty Mao Er.
Fatty Mao Er giggled foolishly for a long time, acting both proud and clingy towards An Yiqing. Suddenly, it yawned lazily, and An Yiqing was instantly pushed out of the white vast space, no longer able to hear Fatty Mao Er’s voice.
"Er Fei! Mao Mao, Mao Mao! Don’t go!—"
"Tutu? Tutu, wake up! Tutu!"
Vaguely, An Yiqing heard her own shouting, while also hearing Gu Yelin’s urgent and worried voice calling. She suddenly opened her eyes and, under the bright moonlight, saw Gu Yelin’s black eyes filled with worry and distress quietly watching her in the dark night.
"Ah Lin...?" An Yiqing blinked twice, somewhat confused.
Seeing that An Yiqing was gradually waking up, Gu Yelin sighed softly with relief, "Tutu, did you have a nightmare?"
An Yiqing was startled, suddenly recalling the dream she just had, and Fatty Mao Er in the dream. How real it felt; everything she had just experienced must have truly existed, it was definitely not a dream!
"Ah Lin, I just met Er Fei in my dream, and it told me the way to wake it up."
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The next morning, when Chiang Yu arrived at the restaurant, he saw a man in a black casual outfit, his exterior sharp brows and cold, stern face. He was skillfully kneading a lump of soft, white dough in his hands.
"Are you... General Gu?" Chiang Yu hesitantly asked, unsure.
Gu Yelin turned his head and gave Chiang Yu a light glance, his hands not stopping in their kneading motion, "Why? Do I not look like it?"
Chiang Yu opened his mouth, stammered for a long time, and couldn’t utter a word.
"I’ve always heard Mr. Chiang is eloquent, and today’s meeting indeed doesn’t disappoint."
Gu Yelin’s sarcastic remark made Chiang Yu’s mouth twitch, and the tongue that had been tied up finally resumed working, "Likewise, I’ve always heard General Gu is cold-hearted, with a noble demeanor that makes him unapproachable. Now I finally understand the saying ’seeing is believing.’"
Gu Yelin said nothing, he kneaded the dough hard twice, then smashed it down on the board with a "bang," startling Chiang Yu greatly.
"Does Mr. Chiang know how to make noodles deliciously?"
Chiang Yu shook his head, "I’m not versed in cooking. Please, General Gu, enlighten me."
Gu Yelin picked up the dough he had slammed on the board, kneaded it gently in his hands again, and then suddenly threw it hard onto the board.
"If you want to make noodles taste good, the most important process is kneading. If the dough is kneaded well and is elastic, the noodles will be more than half successful. The key to kneading is to be balanced, and the strength must be applied correctly. Knead too hard, and the dough will be too soft; too light, and the noodles will turn out very hard. Mr. Chiang, do you understand this principle?"
Chiang Yu watched Gu Yelin skillfully knead the dough, his eyes thoughtful.