After I Transmigrated, the Male Lead Blames Me for Not Loving Him

Chapter 46: Why Does It Taste So Bad

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wen Nuan took a bite of rice, only to recoil and spit it out instantaneously. A frown etched across her face as she exclaimed, “Did you forget to wash the rice? Why does it taste so bad?”

Jiang Ling’er met Wen Nuan’s shocked countenance with a smile.

Wen Nuan was unaccustomed to the meagerly priced rice offered in the canteen.

“Now you understand why 1 steer clear of rice,” Jiang Ling’er quipped with a smile.

In her previous life, Jiang Ling’er always kept a low profile, frequenting the school cafeteria and becoming intimately acquainted with its culinary offerings.

Gloomily, Wen Nuan voiced her frustration, “You knew all along, yet you didn’t remind me. Now I’m stuck with heaps of rice. What am 1 supposed to do? Every grain represents hard work. If 1 waste it, I’ll face punishment.”

Jiang Ling’er shrugged, her tone unsympathetic. “1 did remind you. I mentioned that you didn’t need rice, but you insisted on consuming it. Apparently, only rice can satiate your hunger.”

Wen Nuan sank deeper into despondency. Indeed, she had made that remark.

“Don’t dwell on it too much,” Jiang Ling’er interjected. “You can always feed the rice to the fish later.”

Curiously, Wen Nuan inquired, “What made you think of feeding it to the fish? 1 hadn’t considered that. It’s a shame to waste it.”

“I didn’t think much of it, actually. Just mentioned it casually,” Jiang Ling’er replied, sporting a smile.

Surprised, Wen Nuan exclaimed, “You can solve the issue of waste so effortlessly with a casual remark. What if you gave it serious thought?”

Mid-meal, Jiang Ling’er explained, “I’m uncertain about inedible food, but it can likely be transformed into fertilizer.”

Wen Nuan, brimming with curiosity, asked, “What kind of fertilizer?”

“It’s organic fertilizer,” Jiang Ling’er explained. “It enriches the soil, making it more fertile.”

“Isn’t it just fertilizer that enhances soil fertility?” Wen Nuan questioned, slightly perplexed.

Patiently, Jiang Ling’er clarified, “Chemical fertilizer and organic fertilizer differ. The former is composed of chemicals and lacks organic matter, thus failing to improve the soil. Nuannuan, you haven’t dedicated yourself to studying chemistry and physics!”

Disdainfully, Wen Nuan retorted, “Why must I burden myself with so much learning?”

“Alright, let’s finish our meal,” Jiang Ling’er redirected. “We still need to feed the fish later.”

At that moment, a young man sitting across from them interjected, “You two don’t usually eat in the canteen?”

Wen Nuan nodded and admitted, “That’s correct. It’s my first time dining in the canteen.”

The young man stared at them in disbelief. He remarked, “You used to eat out?

I find the rice in restaurants to be similar to that in the canteen!”

“We’re accustomed to eating at home,” Jiang Ling’er explained. “The rice at home is superior.”

The young man nodded in understanding. “I see. If we eat at home, the rice we purchase will be of better quality.”

As the three engaged in conversation, a bespectacled and handsome young man approached their table.

Observing the newcomer, the young man expressed confusion, “Wang, what brings you to the cafeteria? Weren’t you planning to treat your girlfriend to a special meal?”

The young man unconsciously scanned the surroundings before continuing, “Where’s your girlfriend? 1 don’t see her.”

Wang grew slightly embarrassed but managed a smile. “Let’s not dwell on that. We’ve broken up. Little Six, you’re not doing too bad yourself, dining with two lovely ladies.”

Apologetically, Little Six quickly responded, “I didn’t mean to bring it up.”

Having said that, he swiftly took a mouthful of rice, leaving the rest of his sentence unsaid.

Wang fell silent for a moment before self-deprecatingly stating, “It’s for the best that we ended things; our relationship wasn’t particularly deep.”

Little Six was taken aback. “Indeed, it was unexpected. What caused the conflict? Weren’t things fine before? Didn’t she insist on staying together?”

Wang chuckled wryly, glancing instinctively at Jiang Ling’er and Wen Nuan. He teased, “The three of you seem to be having such a great time conversing. When will you get acquainted?”

Little Six rolled his eyes and retorted, “We’re merely sharing a table. Wang, what are you thinking, huh!”

Wang smirked meaningfully and remarked, “Little Six, you’re too sharp. You’re usually really so blunt and low-profile, but now you’re getting along so well with a girl you just met.”

Frowning, Little Six responded, “Don’t be absurd. Answer my previous question.”

Awkwardly, Wang admitted, “Fine, I’m not afraid of you laughing at me anyway. Since my family is from City B, she told me she wanted a million dollars as a dowry for our future marriage.”

Little Six was stunned, his brow furrowing. “That must have been a joke.”

“I asked her if she was kidding, but she responded angrily and broke up with me,” Wang confessed..