"Auntie, two bowls of duck blood and vermicelli soup, with extra vermicelli!"
Zhou Yuwen actually dragged Jiang Xinyi back into the shop and spoke to the busy old lady.
The old lady agreed and then busily followed her husband. This content belongs to NoveI~Fire.net
This was a mom-and-pop shop, run by two old people who looked quite old. The old lady was a bit plump, dressed in an old sweater, and the other old man by the hot pot was skinny and tall.
The couple seemed to be in their sixties, with half of their hair turned white, all dressed in old clothes and wearing aprons that didn't look very clean.
Truth be told, the hygiene of such a small eatery was questionable.
Jiang Xinyi had really never visited such a small shop before. For her, eating in a school cafeteria was down-to-earth enough; usually, she wouldn't come to such a humble place by herself.
The only person she had spent time with, You Changjin, although not from a wealthy family, truly cherished and protected Jiang Xinyi with care; he wouldn't have brought her to this kind of shop.
He probably had to wipe down the cafeteria seats with a sanitary paper for Jiang Xinyi first.
Jiang Xinyi looked at the simple tables and stools of the stall and hesitated for a moment.
Ah, these rich daughters, they are all Ye Gong Hao Long.
They speak of liking the ordinary life, but when it really becomes ordinary, they can't take it.
"You sit here nicely, I'll be right back."
Just as Jiang Xinyi was doubting the hygiene of the place, Zhou Yuwen firmly pressed her shoulders and made her sit down.
Jiang Xinyi wanted to say she hadn't even wiped the seat yet.
However, Zhou Yuwen didn't wait for her to respond and ran off from the shop.
Wait, where is he going?
He wouldn't really leave me here alone, would he?
Being with others didn't feel this way, but why was there so much uncertainty with Zhou Yuwen...
The strange environment...
People were coming and going in front of the small shop...
The old couple was busy by the stove at the entrance...
There were only three tables occupied in the shop, including Jiang Xinyi's, and another table had a couple being affectionate.
Then another man was there, eating duck blood and vermicelli soup with his head down...
Just as Jiang Xinyi looked up to glance around, the man suddenly looked up.
Ah, somewhat awkward...
A nearly 25-year-old girl, she'd seen and experienced much, certainly not socially anxious.
Jiang Xinyi bowed her head, her legs clad in jeans touching at the knees.
She just sat like that, staring unblinkingly at her knees.
Until the kindly old lady brought over two bowls of duck blood and vermicelli soup.
"Thank you..." Jiang Xinyi said.
The bowls of duck blood and vermicelli soup on the table, steaming hot with coriander, tofu skin, and hot rolling duck soup, indeed smelled very appealing.
But still, it didn't seem all that appetizing.
Anyway, she should try a bit first, right?
Just as Jiang Xinyi picked up the chopsticks to try a few bites, Zhou Yuwen finally came back: "Hey, why don't you wait for me when you eat!?"
Jiang Xinyi, seeing Zhou Yuwen, couldn't help but say, "Where did you run off to? I thought you were trying to ditch the bill!"
"Damn, is that what you really think of me?"
"Not others, but you, hmm—" Jiang Xinyi rolled her eyes at Zhou Yuwen.
Zhou Yuwen was speechless and said, "You're biting the hand that feeds you, ungrateful!"
Jiang Xinyi wanted to pinch Zhou Yuwen, but Zhou Yuwen just plopped down next to her and said, "Look what I brought you! I went to buy a feast for you, and you still think so poorly of me?"
As he spoke, Zhou Yuwen laid out his purchases.
Jiang Xinyi's eyes lit up—soup dumplings, crab roe buns, spicy squid, lamb skewers!?
These were all Jiang Xinyi's favorites, truly rare treats, because at home, Liu Jing would never allow Jiang Xinyi to eat squid or lamb skewers, claiming they were unclean and too strongly flavored, and You Changjin was too cautious with Jiang Xinyi, always making a big fuss, probably never dreaming that Jiang Xinyi would enjoy such common street food.
"Hah! You really surprised me! I thought you were just going to treat me to duck blood and vermicelli!" Jiang Xinyi was finally satisfied; at least, this spread could count as a lavish meal worth over a hundred yuan.
Zhou Yuwen replied, "Isn't that obvious?"
"It's not often I treat my staff so nicely; how could I be so stingy?"
"Hah, you really have the nerve to say that?"
"What's there to be embarrassed about!"
Jiang Xinyi didn't want to bother with Zhou Yuwen anymore and simply grabbed a lamb skewer to eat—the first bite had to be her favorite.
Ah! It tasted really good, spicy and tantalizing.
Jiang Xinyi, who couldn't handle spicy food, coaxed it down with a little spoonful of the duck soup.
She slurped some vermicelli.
Jiang Xinyi was satisfied with the duck blood and vermicelli soup full of Jinling's flavors, but she still grumbled, "I help you out so much, and you only treat me to these, sigh, too stingy."
"One meal is definitely not enough; at least two more are needed, and the spicy squid tastes good." Jiang Xinyi stuffed her cheeks, enjoying the food while muttering, no longer resembling a wealthy young heiress.
Zhou Yuwen observed, "You're not eating the duck blood and vermicelli soup correctly."
"Not correctly? Then how should it be eaten?" Jiang Xinyi asked curiously.
Zhou Yuwen finally understood why some people didn't like eating duck blood and vermicelli soup; they simply didn't know how to eat it correctly as the freshly served dish was indeed bland and a bit gamey.