After thinking for a while and not coming up with any clues, Jiang Yu didn’t bother to guess anymore and directly answered the phone.
"Hello, this is Jiang Yu."
"Ah, hello Xiaojiang! I’m Liu Xining, do you remember me? We met at the welcome party last year."
On the other end, Liu Xining sounded a bit nervous, probably because she rarely dealt with boys she wasn’t familiar with.
If the other person doesn’t recognize her, how awkward would that be?
"Of course I remember, Senior Sister Liu!"
Jiang Yu chuckled and continued, "A few days ago, I even saw the news saying that Senior Sister Liu’s new song caused a sales boom."
"Are you talking about that song ’Eight Treasures Jade Cuisine’?"
Probably noticing that Jiang Yu hadn’t forgotten her, Liu Xining seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and even her speaking tone relaxed as she smiled and said,
"That song was adapted from Dong Jieyuan of the Jin Dynasty’s ’Romance of the Western Chamber’, but in fact, the inspiration came after having a meal at your place."
"Really?"
Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised, and chuckled, "Then when I have time, I must download it and listen carefully."
Liu Xining said, "No need for that trouble; if you want to hear it, I can just send it to your phone later."
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they basically ran out of things to talk about. After all, they’ve only met once and aren’t familiar, how could there be much to say?
Seeing Liu Xining hesitating to speak, Jiang Yu didn’t intend to beat around the bush, especially since he was still hungry. So, he directly asked,
"Senior Sister Liu just released a new song, you must be busy, right? How come you remembered to call me?"
"Uh, Xiaojiang, I, I have something I want to ask you."
Being questioned like this by Jiang Yu, Liu Xining no longer concealed, took a deep breath, and cautiously asked,
"Xiaojiang, I heard someone say before that the dishes you make can heal illnesses, is this true?"
"Ah? My cooking can heal illnesses?"
Hearing such an outrageous statement, Jiang Yu almost burst into laughter. Who spread such a rumor?
If delicious food could heal, then why would we need hospitals and pharmaceutical companies?
But Jiang Yu held back the laughter because he knew Liu Xining must have someone she cared about who was sick for her to ask such a thing.
Moreover, the illness was likely troublesome; otherwise, she wouldn’t seem desperate, like grasping at straws.
Jiang Yu thought for a moment and then cautiously replied,
"Senior Sister Liu, most of the rumors you hear are unreliable; even I don’t know that my cooking can heal illnesses.
Although since ancient times there’s been a saying ’medicine and food from the same source’, my dishes mostly use ordinary ingredients, and I haven’t studied any knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, let alone make any medicinal meals. I just pursue the deliciousness of food.
So, saying my cooking can heal illnesses is simply nonsense."
"So it’s just a rumor?"
On the other end, Liu Xining seemed disappointed after hearing Jiang Yu’s words, but still a bit unwilling, she asked,
"But I saw a video online before where a little girl from the Seventh Dining Hall said her friend had anorexia and couldn’t eat anyone else’s food but always ate a lot of what you made...
Is this also false?"
"Uh, that seems to be true."
Jiang Yu was stunned, instantly feeling a bit awkward, like being caught lying. He hurriedly explained,
"This is just a singular case. Honestly, I didn’t expect my cooking to have such an effect."
Hearing Liu Xining mention this, Jiang Yu was also speechless.
Yan Tongtong’s unintended remarks during an online live show seemed to have been noticed by many.
First, it was Liu Shurong from Qiantang, now Liu Xining, who will be next?
Yan Tongtong: I was just telling the truth; is it my fault? (ಥ﹏ಥ)
"So maybe your cooking does have healing properties, you just don’t know it yet."
Liu Xining breathed a sigh of relief, as if seeing hope again, and said excitedly,
"Since that’s the case, it can be tried. Even if it doesn’t work, at least it won’t make things worse."
"Uh, Senior Sister Liu, can I ask what’s going on?"
Those words left Jiang Yu bewildered; he still didn’t know what was happening.
"Ah, this..." Liu Xining hesitated.
"Oh, sorry, I shouldn’t have asked."
Jiang Yu realized he had misspoken.
The person is a big star in the entertainment industry; those around her are likely involved in the entertainment world too, whether singers or actors. If she told which celebrity was sick, Jiang Yu might accidentally leak it, spoiling things.
He didn’t want curiosity to bring trouble, quickly said,
"Senior Sister Liu, if it’s inconvenient, no need to tell. I’m not that curious."
"It’s fine; I’m thinking of asking for your help anyway, you’ll find out sooner or later."
Liu Xining pondered a moment before speaking, "Have you heard of Pan Jingchen?"
"You mean the actress playing the lead in the recently popular drama ’Three Lives of Fortune’?"