novelraw Chapter 231: Yoga Is Too Tiring, Let Me Teach You Something Easier
Chapter 231: Yoga Is Too Tiring, Let Me Teach You Something Easier
Chapter 231: Yoga Is Too Tiring, Let Me Teach You Something EasierTonight's menu featured three types of seafood, with no beer—only two glasses of freshly squeezed, hundred-yuan orange juice that Jiang Luoluo had made.
Without beer, there was no fear of gout.
In reality, Chu Mingcheng could eat and drink whatever he wanted. As long as he had Life Conversion, his body wouldn't suffer from any minor ailments.
Jiang Luoluo had always been careful with her eating. Although she wasn't picky, she didn't consume much high-fat food.
Women, after all, are always very conscious of their figures.
The regal mantis shrimp and giant tiger prawns were delicious as addictive raw-marinated "poison," but one couldn't eat them every day.
Chu Mingcheng lit the charcoal, clearly planning to grill them today.
Of course, all the windows in the room were open—you had to be mindful of ventilation when using charcoal indoors.
He cut open the backs of the giant tiger prawns and deveined them.
Jiang Luoluo brought over cheese and a secret-recipe garlic sauce, placing them inside the shrimp meat for grilling.The regal mantis shrimp were prepared in two ways. The two males were cut open at the belly, slathered with garlic sauce, and grilled upside down, with their backs facing the heat.
The four female shrimp, full of red roe, were placed by Chu Mingcheng into a large soup bowl, into which he poured a full bottle of sake.
Today, he was making Molten-Roe Regal Mantis Shrimp.
If the red roe of the regal mantis shrimp was overcooked, it would become very hard.
The texture wasn't good, and the taste was mediocre.
However, if you paid close attention to the cooking time and didn't overcook the shrimp, ensuring the red roe remained runny, then the taste was absolutely fantastic.
The regal mantis shrimp, getting their first taste of alcohol, became very agitated, leaping about in the soup bowl.
Before long, the sake in the bowl became very cloudy—the impurities from inside the shrimp had clearly been expelled.
Chu Mingcheng poured out the sake, opened another bottle, and continued to let the shrimp drink.
However, the shrimp were lightweights—this time, there was no movement at all.
A short while later, the rich aroma of grilled shrimp filled the room.
Saliva suddenly started pooling in Chu Mingcheng's mouth, and his stomach rumbled. He was clearly both hungry and craving the food.
He quickly took the few regal mantis shrimp to be steamed. It didn't take long—just two minutes after the water came to a boil.
Any longer, and the roe would harden.
Once the shrimp were steamed, he took them out to cool, then covered them in a large amount of ice to bring the temperature down quickly.
Normally, they should be refrigerated for two hours to make the meat firmer, but it was almost dinnertime, and he didn't have the patience for that.
After the shrimp had cooled, Chu Mingcheng picked one up and cut it open. Seeing the runny red roe inside, he nodded with satisfaction. This was going to be delicious.
He then peeled the meat from each shrimp in one piece, arranged it on a plate, whipped up a dipping sauce, and brought the dish of Molten-Roe Regal Mantis Shrimp to the table.
By now, the giant tiger prawns were grilled. When Jiang Luoluo saw Chu Mingcheng approaching, she looked a little embarrassed.
She couldn't resist the aroma of the shrimp and had sneaked a bite.
Looking at Jiang Luoluo, who resembled a little kitten caught snacking, Chu Mingcheng chuckled and pinched her small nose. "Is it good?"
"Delicious! It smells so good!" Jiang Luoluo nodded repeatedly. The meat of fresh giant tiger prawns was already sweet and succulent.
After being grilled, it gained a smoky flavor, and paired with the secret garlic sauce, it was enough to make anyone drool.
Chu Mingcheng's stomach was rumbling too. He eagerly picked up a giant tiger prawn and took a big bite from its back.
The large mouthful of shrimp meat, enhanced by the garlic flavor, left him feeling incredibly satisfied.
No wonder most people preferred large seafood. When the flavor was good, large seafood truly let you eat to your heart's content.
It wasn't like smaller portions, where it was gone before you could even properly taste it.
After that, neither of them bothered with talking, instead diving into the regal mantis shrimp, which looked incredibly appetizing.
With one bite, the red roe burst in her mouth, and Jiang Luoluo's eyes narrowed in bliss.
She had been just as satisfied eating the raw-marinated version last night. Today, eating it steamed with the dipping sauce, she found the flavor even better.
She had to be careful not to eat too much meat normally, but with high-protein, low-fat seafood like this, she didn't need to worry as much and could eat to her heart's content.
After dinner, both of them leaned back in their chairs, satisfied and unwilling to move.
Jiang Luoluo sighed with emotion, "I'm so glad I was smart enough to reject all those suitors and ended up meeting you. I've finally achieved seafood freedom."
Chu Mingcheng laughed at her words. "So you're just with me for the seafood freedom!"
"Hmph, of course not," Jiang Luoluo lifted her chin proudly.
"What else then?"
"You're a good cook!"
"..." Chu Mingcheng was speechless. "With your resources, couldn't you have just hired a private chef?"
"That would cost so much money—my heart would ache," Jiang Luoluo immediately shook her head.
"Aha, so what you're saying is, not only do I have to catch the seafood for you, I also have to cook it and serve it to you? Am I just your free laborer?"
"That's right, you're very self-aware!"
"..."
Of course, this was all just teasing.
Jiang Luoluo and Chu Mingcheng getting together was purely fate. At first, they were just ordinary friends.
It was when he rescued someone from the Ou River that her heart began to stir.
With a favorable impression already formed, the two stayed in touch. By the time Chu Mingcheng arrived in Xiamen, their relationship had progressed by leaps and bounds.
Actually, he was quite lucky. Jiang Luoluo had no shortage of suitors, and because she'd been pursued so often, she disliked people who were too direct with their intentions, which made her even more resistant to blind dates.
Many of the men pursuing her were more outstanding than Chu Mingcheng, but none had succeeded for this very reason.
The two of them started as strangers, then became friends, and gradually things grew romantic.
During this period, Chu Mingcheng slowly revealed his own talents. Although it was just in fishing and spearfishing, it allowed Jiang Luoluo to see his immense potential.
It was due to this combination of factors that Chu Mingcheng successfully won her over.
If even one factor had been missing, the two would probably still be in the ambiguous stage at best, or perhaps just ordinary friends.
Falling in love was actually very simple. If there's mutual attraction, spend more time together, and if you meet each other's expectations in various aspects, you'll naturally get together.
Many couples got together in a week; for slower ones, it took two or three months at most.
If you can't seem to progress to a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, you should be wary of whether the other person is just keeping you as a backup.
After sitting for a while, the two cleaned up the dining table together.
Once everything was tidy, they sat on the sofa and used a computer to look up information about getting a drone license.
The drone training certificate was divided into two levels: pilot and captain. For hobbyists like Chu Mingcheng and Jiang Luoluo, a pilot-level license was sufficient.
The time from registration to getting the license was about half a month to a month, but ordinary people only needed to pay attention to the latter timeframe.
A half-month turnaround was generally not something an ordinary person could expect.
After a brief review, Jiang Luoluo pondered for a moment and said, "Ah Cheng, since we're getting drone licenses, I might as well get my yacht license too!"
"You're the one driving the boat most of the time now. When we go on long-range trips in the future, we might run into the Coast Guard. It'll be more convenient if I have a license."
Chu Mingcheng naturally had no objection—he was going to bring it up if she hadn't.
When the two of them went out to sea in the future, she would likely need to handle some logistical support, so getting a license was very necessary.
For Jiang Luoluo, spearfishing and fishing were just forms of recreation, something to do when she was bored. After all, she had her own career.
Chu Mingcheng had never thought of asking her to change professions and do the same thing as him.
A Jiang Luoluo who doesn't dance is a Jiang Luoluo without a soul!
Having made their decision, they planned to go register the next day.
Afterward, Jiang Luoluo took out her yoga mat and started doing yoga in the living room.
It was worth mentioning that after they had become intimate, Chu Mingcheng had moved into her house.
The apartment he had rented was now mostly empty, functioning as a storage room.
He would have already canceled the lease if he could get the rent money back.
As Jiang Luoluo began her yoga, Chu Mingcheng, holding his laptop, started registering accounts on various websites, like Douyin and others. He planned to move all the videos he had posted on Bilibili over, intending to post on all platforms from now on.
Of course, posting videos on all platforms wasn't to turn more fans into customers.
His current high-quality customers were all referred by others in his customer group. The quality of customers converted from online fans was generally average. Only a very small number of high-quality fan-customers would be invited into his customer group—the conversion rate was very low.
This made Chu Mingcheng feel it was too much trouble, and he was unwilling to cater to customers who complained about prices and constantly used their fan status to pressure him morally.
So he disbanded the backup fan-customer group and focused solely on serving his group of high-quality clients.
He had quite a few high-quality customers now, and his catch could no longer meet their demand. There was no need to add new customers.
He had originally not wanted to post videos on all platforms, finding it troublesome, and he looked down on the small income the videos generated.
But Jiang Luoluo's single phrase—"fleece the capitalists"—instantly changed his mind.
After dealing with all the videos, Chu Mingcheng closed his computer, and his eyes were immediately drawn to Jiang Luoluo.
She was currently kneeling on the floor, her hips raised high, her hands stretched forward, and her waist pressed very low.
A fire instantly lit within Chu Mingcheng. This woman—how could she strike such a pose?
He immediately stood up and walked over...
Jiang Luoluo's eyes had been closed, her breathing steady and long.
But the next moment, her body suddenly trembled, and she said in a quavering voice, "Ah Cheng, what are you doing?"
Standing behind her, Chu Mingcheng explained in a deadpan voice, "I saw how hard you were working at yoga and decided to teach you a more suitable form of exercise."
"This exercise can make you glow and make your skin smoother and more delicate. And it's not tiring like yoga—on the contrary, it's very comfortable."
At that moment, Jiang Luoluo was deeply annoyed. Why did she have to do yoga in the living room? She should have locked herself in the dance studio.
She wanted to resist, but she no longer had the strength to do so.
Tonight was another exhausting night for Jiang Luoluo.
And after she had fallen into a deep sleep, Chu Mingcheng slipped out again to continue strengthening his physique.
This was something he could only do at night now—his days were too busy.
Even when he had free time, he preferred to spend it with Jiang Luoluo. Therefore, slipping out at night while she was asleep was indeed the best choice.