Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 90 Women don’t have to marry (22)

Afraid that some people might not be able to catch the bus at night, the uncle who drove the bus gave a few more kind reminders.

Everyone nodded in agreement, indicating that they understood.

After getting off the oxcart, everyone waved goodbye politely and went into the streets and alleys in different directions to go about their business.

Jiang Qiucheng led Wangcai and the round-faced girl for a while, and finally separated in front of a preserved fruit shop.

"I came out to the town today to visit my cousin. I stayed at her house that night and didn't go back."

"When I return to the village tomorrow, if we meet again, I will give you candy cakes to eat."

"it is good."

These were the last few words they said. Jiang Qiucheng looked at the figure of the other party jumping away and thought to himself that he might not have this chance.

After they separated, Jiang Qiucheng led Wangcai to wander on the street for a while, roughly understanding the layout of the shops in this town, and finally sat down in front of a wonton stall.

“Boss, let’s have a bowl of wontons!”

"Okay, come right away!"

The boss was busy around the kitchen stove. When he heard a customer ordering, he grabbed a handful of pre-portioned wontons and threw them into the boiling hot soup.

After the wontons were put into the pot, he took out a porcelain bowl with a white bottom and a blue mouth, and put some fresh seasonings in it.

After a while, the white wonton wrappers gradually turned transparent, and the crystal clear appearance was very pleasing.

With a neat movement of his arms, the boss gathered up all the scattered wontons and dropped them one by one into the porcelain bowl of hot soup. Then he sprinkled a handful of green onion on top, which was very fragrant.

With a click, the spoon was inserted into the bowl. The boss's big hand held the bulge at the bottom of the bowl and brought it steadily towards where Jiang Qiucheng was sitting.

"Here comes the wontons! Be careful, they're hot!"

As he spoke, he dropped the porcelain bowl, and a fragrant white mist instantly bloomed in front of Jiang Qiucheng.

The tangy aroma, moist mist, and feeling everything around him made Jiang Qiucheng involuntarily raise the corners of his mouth a little.

Picking up the spoon and stirring the lightly oily soup noodles, Jiang Qiucheng blew several times before putting the wontons into his mouth.

As soon as you enter the mouth, the chewy texture wrapped in thin skin will sweep over you. The wonton skin is as thin as a cicada's wing and melts in your mouth. It has a slight toughness, like delicate silk gently sliding over the tip of the tongue.

The wonton filling is tender and juicy, the mellowness of the pork is intertwined with the freshness of the chopped green onion, and the seasoning in the soup is just right without overpowering the dish.

Jiang Qiucheng ate one piece after another, and his originally light body seemed to have fallen to the ground, gaining a sense of reality.

She ate so deliciously that the idle boss took a second look. Seeing that Jiang Qiucheng even drank all the soup base at the end, the smile in the wrinkles at the corners of the boss's eyes became deeper.

The owner of the wonton stall is an elderly man. He has been setting up a stall here for many years. He has been staying on this street corner for decades. Watching the sunrise and sunset, and the people coming and going, he doesn’t even know what’s going on in his body. How long can it last for him?

Suddenly he saw Wangcai lying at Jiang Qiucheng's feet. Seeing that even though he was very greedy, he still stayed silent and quiet. He was very sensible, so he felt compassion, walked inside, and took the food. A large bone left over from cooking the soup base.

Usually, he would feed these meatless bones to the stray dogs on the street, but now they were just right for the prosperous fortune in front of him.

"Here, puppy, come here, come here and give you a bone to eat."

The owner of Wondutang lifted up his apron, squatted down with the bone, lowered his eyes to look at Wangcai, and while swinging the bone in his hand, he called it softly. As soon as Wangcai saw the bones, he stood up excitedly, but instead of rushing out immediately, he tilted his head to ask for Jiang Qiucheng's consent.

Jiang Qiucheng was a little surprised when she saw the bones in the boss's hands. She already felt lucky that others didn't drive away Wangcai. She didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to feed Wangcai.

The bones look quite big, enough for Wangcai to chew on them for a long time.

Seeing Jiang Qiucheng looking over, the boss smiled kindly and said.

"I quite like dogs. Usually, the remaining bones are used to feed the dogs. You can ask them to pick them up and chew them."

After confirming that the other party did have this idea, Jiang Qiucheng nodded to Wangcai, indicating that he could step forward.

After receiving the owner's permission, Wangcai happily ran up to him, carefully took the bone from the other person's hand, waggled his tail and went to the corner to enjoy his feast.

"Thank you boss, here's the money for the wontons."

Jiang Qiucheng took out a few pennies from his pocket and handed them to the old hand of the wonton stall owner.

Seeing that Wangcai couldn't finish chewing the bones for a while, Jiang Qiucheng took this opportunity to chat with him.

"Boss, you must have been setting up a stall here for several years."

The boss threw the collected coins into the change box and nodded in response.

"Yes, I have been running a street stall on this street for decades. From young to old, my whole life feels like a blink of an eye."

"Every time I see you young people, I envy you. You still have such a long life to go. Unlike me, half of your body has already turned into loess."

The boss sighed sadly, and his eyes showed a bit of loneliness.

"Both the past and the future are not that important. The most important thing is the present. If you are always immersed in the lost past or the future that you don't know when it will come, you will never feel happy."

"Sighing now will turn into regrets in the future, so in order to make yourself less regretful, sigh less."

Hearing these words, the owner of the wonton stall was slightly lost in thought, and after a moment he said with relief.

"You're right, that's the truth. I didn't expect you to see much more clearly than me at such a young age."

Seeing that the other party's mood had turned from cloudy to sunny, Jiang Qiucheng interrupted in time to ask.

"Boss, I want to ask you something."

"Do you know if there will be any caravans and horses that will leave Shaxi Town and go to Fucheng outside in the near future?"

Jiang Qiucheng really asked the right person. This street is the main street of Shaxi Town, and many caravans have to pass through it. He has been setting up stalls here for many years and knows many of the caravan leaders.

The boss only thought for a moment before speaking.

"As far as I know, a caravan transporting tea will leave for Yuechuan Mansion early tomorrow morning."

"But why are you asking this? Are you planning to set off with them?"

"Old man, you and I are destined to be together. If you plan to go with them, I can ask the team leader to take more care of you."