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"Well, the ginger is in a plastic bag next to the sink, just cut it in half and slice it."

"Is it for roasting potatoes?"

"No, put it in the kettle later to boil water."

"Ginger water?"

"Well, although menstruation has passed, I still feel cold in my stomach."

"In that case, it would taste better with some brown sugar. Simple ginger water feels very spicy."

"I didn't buy it." Wan Qing's answer was always so simple and unpretentious.

As she spoke, she poured the potatoes into the oil pan, and white smoke suddenly rose from the pan.

The sizzling oil spray made Zhao Jinyu run away in fright, and hid outside the kitchen.

"Pfft, cough, it's okay, it was a bit explosive at the beginning."

"Huh...um." She nodded lightly, walked carefully back to the kitchen, and picked up the kitchen knife in front of the cutting board.

One of her hands was hanging by her leg, but her body was far away. She stretched her arm straight and tried to cut it, but the ginger rolled back and forth, and she couldn't cut it correctly.

"...Are you cutting ginger?"

"Um……"

"Pinch it like this with one hand, and then cut it." Wan Qing said, took her kitchen knife, demonstrated quickly, and threw those slices of ginger into the teapot that was about to boil water inside.

"So fast."

"Fortunately, people who really know how to cook are much faster than me, and the thickness is even."

"After a long time, it will be even stronger at night."

"Probably..." Wan Qing actually didn't like cooking very much.

If it wasn't for saving money, she might prefer to eat takeaway.

—Yes, didn't even bother to leave the house.

I remember when I lived in City S, there were several snack bars downstairs, only tens of meters away, and she still had to order takeaway and have someone bring it to her.

However, that's also a time when pockets are more generous and takeout is more cost-effective.

When they are locked at home, even if they don't have cooking skills, they have to practice a little bit.

……

33. Sugar rice cake

In the evening, the setting sun gradually dimmed, and the street lamps on the street also lit up one by one, emitting a misty and dim light.

Today is Saturday and I spent the whole day in the apartment.

Relying on Zhao Jinyu, the 'tutor', Ye Chen and Wan Qing relearned those basic questions that they didn't understand before.

To be precise, I only learned a small part. If I want to really catch up with the basics of each course, no matter how fast it is, it will take a month or two.

Wan Qing's plan was rather conservative. She thought it was enough if she could make up the foundation before the end of this year. If she could pass each subject, the total score would not be too small.

Of course, the goal had to be set higher, otherwise even the not-so-difficult plan would not be completed.

There were bursts of cries in the streets and alleys.

It's not yet time for the night market, and there are cars and cars on the street at this moment, and there are no vacancies.

Those who came earlier shrank in the alley.

The narrow alleys, where at most two people can pass through, have now become temporary pedestrian streets.

The old man who roasted sweet potatoes gathered the most people, and the aroma came from the big rust-red stove, making passers-by even more hungry.

"smell good……"

"I'll go eat later." Wan Qing pinched Ye Chen's chin and turned his face away, "Think about it quickly, what do you want to eat?"

"Uh... If I were to ask myself, it must be a food stall or something, but..." He looked at Zhao Jinyu who was walking in front, "Didn't you invite Zhao Jinyu to dinner today? You should ask her, right?"

"She said that she can go anywhere, but she is a young lady, we can't take her anywhere."

"Hiss, it's going to cost a lot of money again."

"This is a necessary job to maintain human relationships." Wan Qing whispered, knocking on his forehead, "You should also learn a little bit, don't be like a two hundred and five, who has no EQ."

"Everyone is a student, so there's no need to be so particular about it, it's better to do it at home..."

"Isn't it because there is no food at home? Going to buy food now, even if the food market is not closed, there is no good food. It's better to go out to eat."

"So what to eat?"

"I came to ask you, but you turned around and asked me?" Wan Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Where are we going?" Zhao Jinyu gently shook the colorful rope hanging on his finger, and the beautiful blue pager was shaking left and right.

"Is there anything I want to eat now?"

"Nothing in particular you want to eat? You choose! If you usually go out to eat, what would you eat?"

"Uh……"

"The roadside food stall." Ye Chen replied very honestly.

Wan Qing glared at him.

"You guys have made a decision." Zhao Jinyu seems to seldom hang out on such a street. She looked around curiously and saw those small stalls popping up one after another as the night fell, sometimes just a distracted one. After a while, you will find that there is a new stall in front of you.

"Then let's just be casual, does Imayo like sweets?"

"Sweet for dinner?"

"Hmm!" Wan Qing seemed to be trying to remember something, and then walked towards an alley, "It should be around here."

"A restaurant that serves desserts?" Ye Chen was also a little curious, he had never been to such a small shop with Wan Qing.

"Well, I have been here twice in my memory... it should be there."

"When did you come?"

"The first time is ... this Christmas, and the second time is when I graduate next year."

What Wan Qing said, of course, belonged to the period of her life.

"one person?"

"Ah."

"It's okay, I will accompany you this year!"

"Why do I want a man to accompany me?" Wan Qing rolled her big eyes, "The reason why I went out to hang out at that time was because several good brothers had girlfriends, and I was the only fucking bachelor, so I went out for a walk, Relax."

"Uh... I can't help you with this." Ye Chen laughed dryly, and Zhao Jinyu, who was watching the roadside stall behind him, had already quickly caught up.

"Is it in the alley?" She asked curiously.

"It should be, I'm not sure if I remember correctly."

"It's okay, it's fun to walk inside..."

This rich lady seemed to be walking into such an alley for the first time.

In many film and television works, the alleys seem to be the place where the hooligans occupy. Entering here is like leaving the official road in ancient times, and may be robbed at any time.

However, this is not the case.

Most of the alleys are pretty ordinary.

The so-called hooligans often come and go, just because those idlers are mostly born here and live here.

It doesn't matter even if you encounter it, just yell casually, and someone will come to help.

This is an era when righteous people can be seen everywhere.

Wan Qing walked ahead, leading Ye Chen and Zhao Jinyu into the alley.

There is a lot of plastic waste piled up in the gutter, and only when it is completely blocked will someone come to clean it up.

In a small square that could only park three vans, many clothes were drying in the air. It was getting late, and the women returning home took the bedding and clothes back.

Bicycles are parked everywhere—if there is a place to park a bicycle, there will probably be one parked.

Some were covered with dust, and Wan Qing even saw a car lock half eaten by a mouse.

Although the lock is very thin, it is made of iron after all...

There is a strong fragrance of vegetables from all over the alley.

Especially the spicy taste, even if it is far away, it can make people cough.

These low houses are not much better than factory dormitories. Some people don't even have a kitchen, so they simply put the stove in the corridor, and the shovel knocks loudly.

The noisy voices were intertwined, and it was hard to hear what they were talking about, nor where they came from, it just made people feel extra lively.

The alley is not a magic cave, it is just the projection of ordinary people's life.

Deep in the alley, next to a small river.

In City H, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the rivers extend in all directions, and what ordinary people think of as a dead end may actually be a pier.

— just like here.

Here is a small pier.

It may have been lively once, but that is all in the past.

At this time, it was very deserted here, only a small black-covered boat docked at the shore.

The originally busy Quay Street has become a dead end in the alley. Many shops are closed, and only one small shop is still open.

An antique pure wooden plaque hangs on it, with the four characters "Wharf Dessert" neatly written on it.

The menu is also a wooden sign, which is hung at the door. The words on it are engraved, but some words are beginning to become blurred, which is the trace of time.

"Sugar New Year Cake, Egg Brown Sugar New Year Cake, Fried Sugar New Year Cake, Dried Rice Balls, Sweet and Sour Pork, Silver Lake Vinegar Fish..." Ye Chen raised his head and read the names on the menu one by one.

Sure enough, every dish is sweet.

The whole store seemed to be glued together with something sweet and greasy.

Although I haven't eaten it yet, I can already feel the faint sweetness.

The door was wide open, several tables and chairs were polished, and the store was neatly tidied up. A yellow dog was lying in front of the shrine enshrining the God of Wealth, with a big fluffy and furry tail. It swayed slightly.

"Woof!" it opened its mouth and barked, making Zhao Jinyu take half a step back in fright.

"It's okay, it doesn't bite, it's welcoming guests." Wan Qing stepped forward, and sure enough, it walked over enthusiastically wagging its tail, rubbing against her side.

Probably the real boss was greeted by the dog barking just now. A very fat and healthy old woman came out of the kitchen and asked with a smile, "Are you here for dinner?"

"Ah."

"There are no fish today, but there are others. Girls and that young man, come on, sit down first, and I'll get you a glass of water."

"Ah, don't be so polite..." Ye Chen said hastily.

"It's okay, you sit down first, there is a menu I copied by hand on the table, take your time, don't worry."

Although it is cleaned very well, it is still hard to hide the old decoration and furniture of the store.

The table they were sitting on was missing a corner, the bench was a little wobbly, and the bamboo tube on which the chopsticks were placed was already moldy.

"How did Wan Qing know that there will be a small shop here?" Zhao Jinyu sat obediently, flicking the ponytail behind her head from side to side.

"Once I was bored, I walked inside to see what was at the end, so I found this small shop."

"Oh, the price is also very cheap, no problem?"

"Uh...the quality is fine."

"Will it be too little? Ye Chen won't be able to eat enough?" Zhao Jinyu asked with concern.

"The quantity is very large. For the three of us, three dishes are enough, and there are even more that need to be packed."

"Really? But it's... so cheap."