Lin Shuo, a first-year graduate student at KCL College of Education, is from the Northeast. He has a sweet tongue and quick hands. His life motto is "There is nothing that a delicious meal cannot solve." Only when I arrived in London did I realize that British food can only solve one thing - make you completely lose your appetite. Forced into desperation, he took out the small electric pot that his mother had stuffed in his suitcase and opened an "underground cafeteria" in the international student dormitory.
Shen Yanzhi, Department of Economics, LSE, looks like something ripped from a magazine cover, but is as cold as the rain in London. With his hands untouched by Yang Chun Shui, his only evaluation criteria for food were "edible" and "inedible". It wasn't until the smell of cooking next door came in from under the door that he knew what "greedy" meant for the first time.
The side business of cooking that started with a plate of scrambled eggs has been spread among the international students, from the small kitchen in the dormitory to the off-campus apartment, from eating for three or five people to waiting for a table. Lin Shuo's hand never stopped, and Shen Yanzhi passed bowls and chopsticks more and more often. Later, he stopped passing bowls and chopsticks, and handed over towels to wipe sweat. Then he stopped passing towels, and just leaned against the door to watch him cooking. He stayed there all night long.
One uses fireworks to warm people, while the other stares at people with a cold face. One becomes addicted the more he speculates, while the other becomes distracted the more he watches.
Food articles, sweet pets, daily ambiguities, and the fire in the kitchen slowly burns to other places.
After all, whoever seizes the stomach is far from seizing the heart?
