Chop Fruit Novels & Stories

They all looked at me as if I had done something wrong so I was swallowed by saliva. "Why?" I smirked awkwardly. They turned their attention back to what they were eating except for Adem who was still looking at me and stopped chewing his food. He took the rice container and put it on me. I thought it was over but he took the bag of chop seuy and it seemed he will put it in my tupperware. Before he could put it on, I screamed and I stopped him. [Chop suey is a dish in American Chinese cuisine and other forms of overseas Chinese cuisine, consisting of meat and eggs, cooked quickly with vegetables such as bean sprouts, cabbage, and celery and bound in a starch-thickened sauce.]

Feeling slightly self-conscious, I tell her, “I’ve never helped to prepare food. I wouldn’t mind learning, though.” Tru smiles, “I’m not the best teacher, but I will do my best.” She looks down at the vegetables she’s chopping. “This is called a julienne chop. It’s just cutting things into strips. Once I get these chopped, I’m cooking them in the same pan I’m cooking the diced chicken. Do you want to try to chop?” I nod, and Tru hands me the knife she’s using.

I swear the chips exploded with flavor inside my mouth, and now I'm giddy, excited to have some more. "It's so good! Delicious!" I grab a few more chips, surprised I like the bite of powerful chili when I'm on my chemo cycle. The second bite is as good as the second, and my eyes roll into the back of my head. "Oh-my-god, I think I had an orgasm in my mouth! Let me have another!"

My shoulders sagged, and I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing myself for whatever was coming. Then—sound. A sharp sound sliced through the silence. My eyes fluttered open, confusion replacing my fear—only for my breath to catch at the sight before me. Fruits. One after another, they were being severed from the branches at an unbelievable speed, dropping cleanly to the ground. The motion was too fast for my eyes to follow—a blur of precision and power. By the time I realized what was happening, a small pile had already formed, neat and untouched, as if each fruit had been carefully placed rather than cut down in mere seconds.

When everything was ready, Chu Xun began to pick the Flame Fruit. He waved his hands and made a magic signet quickly. "Crack!" Chu Xun stopped making a magic signet and almost died of anger. Jiu You couldn't suppress its desire to the Flame Fruit. While Chu Xun was making a magic signet, Jiu You rushed out and directly bit off one Flame Fruit. Then it raised its head and swallowed it. The Flame Fruit was as big as an egg, while Jiu You was as thick as a thumb. After swallowing it, a big pimple bulged on its body and it looked funny.

he smiles as he hands it to me. "Uh, thanks." I say softly, examining the fruit carefully. "How can I eat it?" "Oh," he laughs, "I forgot you wouldn't know how." His long lashes suddenly flutter beside my eyes as his face moves closer to mine. "You grab the top of the fruit, this stem and one of those long spines, pulling them away from each other as hard as you can. "His biceps tense as he rips the shell of the fruit, leaving a blue thing in the middle of it.

Taking the chosen fruits, he carefully washed them under cool running water, cherishing the feel of each piece in his hands. Next, he brought out the blender, its powerful motor ready to turn the fresh fruits into a delightful concoction. With practiced movements, he peeled the banana and added it to the blender, followed by the hulled strawberries. He squeezed the fresh orange juice, letting the drops fall gracefully into the mix.

Simple, but it would balance out the meal. I decided to make a fruit salad, something refreshing and slightly sweet to lighten the meal. Grabbing a wooden bowl, I started with fresh pineapple, slicing it into small, juicy chunks. The sweet, tangy aroma filled the kitchen as I worked. Next, I took a ripe mango, its golden flesh smooth under my knife as I diced it into bite-sized cubes. For a burst of color, I added strawberries, slicing them thinly so their juices could mix with the rest of the fruits. Then came the grapes—a mix of red and green—halved for easier eating.

He threw a black credit chip at the stunned vendor and grabbed a basket. My breath caught. He grabbed a fruit with a bright, sunrise-orange rind. A citrus variety notorious for its high photochemical content—a concentrated essence of sunlight in liquid form. Deadly to vampires in large doses. Agonizing to any with vampiric blood in their system. He started shoving the peeled segments into his mouth, juice running down his chin.

She said holding my other hand on the table that wasn't holding a fork. "I hate to disrupt this moment but would you like to... view Alex's new room?" Chris asked. I rolled my eyes and sat back down. I huffed and continued eating my fruits. "Oh! I wanna see!" Matilda said and ran out. I stabbed another fruit while glaring at him. I placed it in my mouth before I realized it was grapes. I looked down at the plate. I immediately stabbed about 5 altogether and stick it in my mouth. "Hey, you'll choke on one of them," Chris said grabbing the fork from me.