Chapter 34 034 Watermelon Sauce with Beans, Stir-fried Chicken Gizzards with Pickled Green Beans [Second Update...]

Wu Na received the last day's meal package; the contents of today's meal could be vaguely seen inside the well-packaged box.

Lin Miaomiao: "It looks like braised pork with preserved mustard greens and dry-fried potato slices."

Wu Na is a huge potato lover, but today, even a whole potato meal couldn't soothe her wounded heart.

Wu Na, who had to rush to school tomorrow, said listlessly, "I'm so envious of you."

Lin Miaomiao found it funny: "Hey, hey, hey, the boss said today is the last day, and I'm having my last meal just like you."

"But you don't have to go to school anymore."

Lin Miaomiao fell silent.

Wu Na felt like the sky had fallen: "Waaah, you're a senior, you don't have to go to school, and even without a meal deal, at least you can order takeout every day! But what about me!"

"My life is so miserable!"

Lin Miaomiao: "..."

Once the two rejoined the main group, Wu Na once again expressed her jealousy towards everyone, while Da Huang and the others made a lot of noise.

"Junior, your senior has been out of school for several months now. The pressure from society and those around us is overwhelming. This is our only hope!"

"Do you know how long until the national civil service exam? It's still over a month away!"

"Waaaaah, I've been dreaming about writing essays lately."

...

Several people compared their misery, their lives were so miserable they could practically be squeezed out of tears.

That being said, each person's chopsticks moved with incredible precision. And rightly so, the food doesn't taste good when it gets cold.

Braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens on top of rice is so fragrant it's almost intoxicating. The crispy pork belly in the dry-fried potato slices is also incredibly appealing.

What's even more surprising is that there's a spoonful of sauce in the lunchbox.

Lin Miaomiao recognized it at a glance: "Watermelon sauce beans".

She was surprised because this shop usually only delivers meals, as they are for children in after-school care programs, so they rarely use pickled products, and they almost never add sauces like this.

What's wrong with me today?

Wu Na poked it with her chopsticks, her eyes lighting up: "It's delicious!"

Although the sauce is salty, you can taste the watermelon in it, which adds a refreshing touch.

Wu Na put the sauce into the rice and stirred it. The sauce spread out, and Wu Na took a big bite.

After that meal, Wu Na was completely captivated.

"This sauce is so delicious!"

While it tastes good on its own, it's just average. However, when paired with rice, the sauce really shines.

One can imagine what it would taste like if paired with steaming hot steamed buns.

After Wu Na finished her own food, she started eyeing other people's. Lin Miaomiao found it amusing and handed over her own lunchbox: "Here, take it."

Considering that Wu Na had spent the whole summer with her, Lin Miaomiao was very generous.

Wu Na's eyes darted around: "Wait a minute!"

She rushed out and returned shortly afterward with a hot sesame seed cake.

He looked regretful: "There's a pancake vendor right outside, but I can't find any steamed buns."

The flatbread was plain, but Wu Na specifically asked for one without salt and pepper. She cut it in half and put a spoonful of sauce inside, barely managing to coat the flatbread with color.

Wu Na cut the item in half and handed one half to Lin Miaomiao.

Lin Miaomiao was already full, but she still accepted the food.

Wu Na nodded repeatedly: "My intuition was right, this stuff goes perfectly with noodles!"

It tastes good when placed on top of rice, but it's still missing something.

The sesame seed cakes were just average, but their appeal lay in their warmth. The heat warmed the sauce, and the first thought upon tasting them was, "This is it!"

The ultimate secret of sauce is to pair it with hot steamed buns or flatbreads.

After finishing her meal in large bites, Wu Na pounded her chest in frustration: "I won't be back for a whole semester! How many delicious foods will I miss out on!"

The owner of this restaurant is such a good cook that even dishes she's had before can be transformed into something with a different flavor.

She was gone for half a year, and during that time she didn't get to eat a single bite of the new dishes!

Lin Miaomiao: "Hey, hey, hey, if you really want to eat it, just go to the store and take a look. You can always buy more to take to school."

Since we can't take the rice or noodles with toppings with us, and Wu Na loves pickled peppers, we can ask the boss to make some more.

Wu Na: "Yeah, hey? So what about the sauce the boss gave us as a freebie today..."

Wu Na's eyes lit up instantly: "Yeah, and there's sauce too!"

She dashed out, leaving behind the words, "I'll be right back."

Lin Miaomiao chuckled, slowly tidied everything up, and greeted Da Huang and the others.

I went to the first floor of the library to throw away the trash and saw several elementary school students who had also ordered food.

School starts tomorrow, and all the kids are frantically catching up on their homework. One chubby boy was even copying from a book while eating, his eyes red and swollen – it was obvious that the unfinished building was about to collapse.

"Oh."

These kids.

Wu Na rode her electric scooter and rushed into the store.

"Young boss, young boss! Could you sell me a few bottles of that watermelon sauce beans?"

Wen Fan recognized Wu Na, but being asked about soy sauce by her caught her off guard and she almost didn't react for a moment.

"...It's possible, but there aren't many in the store."

She made the sauce at the beginning of the month, and it took her more than half a month to finish making it. Today, thinking that it was the last day of the small dining table service, she gave some to her regular customers.

Wu Na was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Great! Do you have pickled peppers? I want a few boxes too!"

She doesn't like the food at her school, but she can eat all these sauces and side dishes at school for a month, right?

Once she's finished eating, she can ask someone to buy more and send it to her...

Wen Fan said seriously, "No, we can't ship items from our store."

Besides studying, she has been watching TV and scrolling through short videos lately, and has gradually learned about some daily precautions. For example, when sending homemade food to others, it is often troublesome if it is damaged or has something added to it during transportation.

Wen Fan's words dashed Wu Na's hopes, and Wu Na could only reluctantly agree to have three bottles of watermelon sauce and three boxes of pickled peppers first.

Having learned from Yang Tao's experience, Wen Fan refrained from saying anything about pickled chilies not lasting long. He simply told Wu Na to finish them within three days.

If the sauce is sealed properly, it can be kept for a month.

Wu Na bought the sauce and walked away with light steps.

When Wen Fan came to her senses, she found that the few people in the shop were also staring intently at her.

"Hey, you sell sauce? Why didn't you say so sooner!"

"A bottle of sauce costs thirty yuan, that's not cheap."

"That girl insisted on giving it to me!"

"Who cares, I want it too!"

"I want one too!"

"I'll have one too!"

...

By the time Wen Fan realized what had happened, her sauce jar was already empty. These people, as if afraid of being discovered, all lowered their voices and bought three or five bottles at a time.

The store only had a limited number of bottles, so I had to buy one from the convenience store next door.

Wen's mother also found it unbelievable. She had watched Wen Fan make the sauce, and Wen Fan had only used a little bit of beans and spices, with the amount of watermelon being negligible.

Not to mention that they themselves ate quite a bit.

As a result, the remaining half jar earned several hundred yuan?

Wen's mother: "...It's still this kind of thing that makes money."

Wen Fan also agreed.

No wonder a sauce seller in the capital could open such a large shop back then.

Wen Fan initially thought it was just a beautiful accident, but that evening, perhaps because those few people who managed to grab the soy sauce were showing off outside, several people came to buy soy sauce during the evening rush hour.

Wen's mother regretfully said that they were all sold out.

As for whether to continue or not?

Wen Fan shook his head: "It's already the beginning of autumn, we can't use the watermelons anymore."

There is some truth to the custom of not eating autumn melons. In Wen Fan's opinion, although watermelons are available all year round now, the watermelons from the hottest days of summer are still the best.

Without fermented soybeans, these people opted to buy braised meats instead.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wen had prepared for this, and prepared three times the usual amount of braised food today.

Some students from universities are near and some are far away. Some students from within the province buy a few boxes, put them in the refrigerator overnight, and then use two ice packs the next day to share the delicious treat with their friends at school.

Even more outrageous, two boys wanted to buy several servings of rice bowls.

"Braised pork ribs, no rice, give me five servings!"

"Stir-fried chicken gizzards with pickled green beans, three servings please, no rice!"

Stir-fried chicken gizzards with pickled green beans is also a recent favorite at the restaurant.

Chicken gizzards are sliced ​​and stir-fried, resulting in a crisp texture. The chewiness of the gizzards adds a unique texture to the dish. The original offal flavor is toned down by the tangy and refreshing taste of pickled green beans, while the spiciness of the millet peppers and pickled peppers blends into the sourness. This combination of tangy, spicy, and crunchy textures pairs perfectly with the fragrant and sticky rice.

The two boys laughed and joked, "Our school is in this city!"

I'll finish this tonight and take it back to school tomorrow morning!

I'll use the little electric cooker I secretly hid in the dorm to cook a pot of rice, and then have some side dishes!

Their conversation drew a wave of envy.

"Wow, someone who lives 800 kilometers away from home is crying!"

"Our school doesn't even have a high-speed rail yet, I have to take a green-skinned train for more than 20 hours! Hahahaha, I'm going crazy!"

"Luckily, my mom will take me tomorrow, bon sakara kara!"

...

As Wen's mother packed up the food for the group of teenagers, the youthful energy of them brought a smile to her face.

In two more years, my daughter will also be admitted to university.

Will she go out with her friends to look for some small shops then...?

As she dreamt, Wen's mother saw off one student after another.

The end of business at the store also marks the end of this summer vacation.

Wen's mother rubbed her shoulders: "Xiao Fan, what time are you reporting for duty tomorrow?"

Wen Fan flipped through last semester's notice: "3 PM".

"Okay, I'll prepare the tuition fee. Remember to bring it tomorrow."

Wen Fan turned the page of the book: "Okay."

If Wen's mother were to observe carefully at this moment, she would notice that Wen Fan's hands were trembling slightly.

Unlike the original owner's attitude of escaping, Wen Fan had nothing on her mind about the male and female leads at this moment; she only had one thought that made her overjoyed beyond belief.

That is—

Is she really going to school?

Stepping into the sacred school, things that were once out of reach are now right before your eyes.

Wen Fan couldn't contain his excitement.

"Mom, can I go earlier tomorrow?"

Wen's mother found it strange: "It's fine if it's early, but your school's first and second year students go in the afternoon, while the third year students seem to have to go in the morning."

The gate was always open, and it was so close to my house.

Wen Fan flipped through the book: "I must go as soon as possible."

Embrace your new life.