Rebirth begins with marrying an educated youth

Chapter 391 Don’t waste it

Since Meng Zhaoying said so, Ji Yuanhai certainly couldn't refuse.

Yuan Zhonghua found a local in Lucheng City and asked about the famous local snacks. Ji Yuanhai and Meng Zhaoying took note of them, and then Meng Zhaoying drove a car and they went shopping.

After all, Meng Zhaoying's motorcycle was not there, and riding a bicycle was too slow. There was no time to visit Lucheng City in one afternoon. Fortunately, Meng Zhaoying knew how to drive a car and was familiar with it, so the two of them traveled by car.

After they left, Lu Chenglin, Lu Shuang, Yuan Zhonghua, Liu Xianglan and others looked at each other in shock.

"I was supposed to show off my face today... This is a good time." Yuan Zhonghua was a little unhappy, "I exposed myself and caused trouble."

Lu Chenglin said comfortingly: "Zhonghua, don't take it personally."

"Nothing we want to see happen today, but it happened by chance and there's nothing we can do about it."

"As for Gao Xiangju and his wife, even if we meet them at the headquarters, there is nothing we can do. Not to mention, we originally promised to deal with it and teach the drunkard a lesson. It's such a simple thing, but we happened to encounter such a person. An old comrade has recently been wary of capitalists - we operate legally and well, and this is really an unforeseen disaster."

"Fortunately, we are all here today, and Yuan Hai and his good friend dealt with it immediately. Otherwise, it would have been really uncomfortable when the drunkard blocked the door and we were in a dilemma."

Yuan Zhonghua nodded: "Yes."

Lu Shuang suddenly said: "This brother-in-law's friend is my sister Heling's classmate."

"She is so generous!"

Yuan Zhonghua didn't seem to hear it, and his face was still filled with emotion.

Liu Xianglan looked down, unable to see her toes at all, and then turned to look elsewhere, as if a painting on the wall had attracted her attention.

Lu Chenglin did not answer, but nodded, seemingly in agreement.

But I always felt in my heart that something was wrong. The way the girl looked at Yuan Hai, her words and actions, and even specially took Yuan Hai to try snacks and go shopping——

Is it really because you and He Ling are classmates that you are so generous?

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"Hey, this tastes really good!"

She held a piece of Lucheng's specialty rice noodle meat in her hand. After eating it, Meng Zhaoying narrowed her eyes and applauded Ji Yuanhai.

Ji Yuanhai had never tasted this Lucheng specialty before. After tasting it, he was also surprised: "It is true that the soil and water support the people, and each place has its own characteristics."

"This vermicelli meat has no meaty or greasy taste, and is full of salty aroma. The combination of powdery skin jelly and lean meat has a really good taste."

After the two tasted it, they both felt very good. Ji Yuanhai bought a lot and planned to take it home for his family and the Lu family to try. Meng Zhaoying also bought two portions and went home to taste it with his father.

The shop owner spoke with a local Lucheng accent and kindly reminded: "If you buy so much, you'd better finish it as soon as possible, not the next day; now that the weather is warm, it will taste bad the next day."

"Okay, thank you." Ji Yuanhai said with a smile, "I have a lot of family members, so I'll finish it today."

The store owner felt relieved.

Ji Yuanhai and Meng Zhaoying put away this special product and went to taste another special product.

This time the two of them just tasted it and didn't buy anything else.

It turns out that these are the famous soy pickles in Lucheng City - two people bought one portion. After one taste, the pickles are not too unpalatable, but it is obvious that they are not eaten directly and need to be paired with rice and steamed buns to taste.

<divclass="contentadv">However, after buying another special snack from Lucheng City, Ji Yuanhai and Meng Zhaoying couldn't hold back. They looked at each other and laughed.

This snack in Lucheng City is called Sunjia Big Steamed Bun. A steamed bun weighs one and a half kilograms and is as big as your head. It has been passed down for many years and has become famous.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Ji Yuanhai and Meng Zhaoying, who were sitting in the front seat of the car, looked at each other with pickles and a big steamed bun, feeling a little funny.

"Are these two snacks considered a matching set?" Ji Yuanhai said.

Meng Zhaoying's eyes were bright: "Try it?"

"Okay." Ji Yuanhai tore off a palm-sized piece of steamed bun, put a pickle in it, tasted it, and said in surprise, "Don't tell me, it's quite delicious."

"The steamed buns are softer and more delicious than ordinary ones, and the pickles are also good. They are pickled just right...the combination of these two is really good."

"I'll try it, I'll try it!"

Meng Zhaoying reached out and took the prepared steamed buns and pickles from Ji Yuanhai's hand, took a bite at the place where Ji Yuanhai had bitten, tasted it carefully, and nodded: "Yes, it is indeed delicious."

He handed over the steamed buns with pickles and said, "Would you like to take another bite?"

Ji Yuanhai was originally surprised that Meng Zhaoying was so open-minded, but seeing her with such a calm attitude, it was hard for him to remind him, so he followed the words and said, "You are so polite, just let me have a bite?"

Meng Zhaoying shook the steamed buns and pickles: "Just have one more bite. Isn't there a portion of Lucheng's special fried chicken nuggets in a while?"

"You still have to save your appetite for that..."

"That's true." Ji Yuanhai didn't think any more, opened his mouth and took a bite of steamed buns and pickles from Meng Zhaoying's hand.

Meng Zhaoying took the last bite, and the two of them ate the piece of steamed bun with pickles, just like children sharing food.

Afterwards, Meng Zhaoying turned around, glanced at Ji Yuanhai inexplicably, and stretched out her finger to wipe the side of his mouth.

"How old are you and still have food on your lips?"

Ji Yuanhai was confused, thinking that there shouldn't be one, right? I didn't even notice it. How did you see it?

Then Meng Zhaoying pressed her finger on her lips, as if she had eaten the remnants of the rice, and said nonchalantly: "Waste is shameful. You know, it is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil..."

Ji Yuanhai looked at the gradually rising light red color of her ears and cheeks, and couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in his heart.

Are there really steamed bun crumbs left on those fingers?

Perhaps because she was uncomfortable with Ji Yuanhai's eyes, Meng Zhaoying coughed lightly: "Let's go and eat fried chicken! Let's see how delicious this special fried chicken is!"

The car turned around the streets and alleys and arrived at a small restaurant with a dark and shiny entrance. I ordered a special fried chicken.

Half an hour later, the special fried chicken was served. After tasting it, Ji Yuanhai and Meng Zhaoying felt a little disappointed.

Meng Zhaoying whispered: "If you say it's delicious, it's pretty good, but I feel like it can be made in a slightly higher-end restaurant... Nothing special?"

"It's a little more oily and a little salty." Ji Yuanhai commented, "I'll go to the car and take out the steamed buns. Can we eat them together?"

Meng Zhaoying is usually very active and has a large appetite, so she nodded in agreement.

After the two of them finished eating the fried chicken and steamed buns, Meng Zhaoying said with a smile: "That's good now. I don't need to eat dinner. I'm full now..."

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and handed it to Ji Yuanhai: "Wipe your mouth. There is indeed a lot of oil in this fried chicken."