Fan Qi turned off the fire and let the porridge cook in the casserole. She changed into running shoes and went downstairs with Chen Zhiqian and ran along the street. ←Thinking Rabbit←Online←Read←

Fan Qi slept well last night, and she found that Chen Zhiqian was not as crazy as yesterday. He slowed down, as if he was waiting for her on purpose. Is this the right speed?

The two ran two-thirds of the distance they had yesterday. At this speed today, Fan Qi thought she could finish the whole distance. She heard Chen Zhiqian ask, "Fan Qi, do you want to eat fried dough sticks?"

Hearing about fried dough sticks, Fan Qi's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

"Let's go! I'll take you to a fried dough stick shop that has been open for thirty years."

Chen Zhiqian took Fan Qi across the road. They had already run to a place two kilometers away. This place was different from where they lived. It was an old-style tenement building block with shops on the ground floor and residences upstairs, most of which were shared houses.

Such streets are chaotic, but also the most lively places. After entering the street, Chen Zhiqian took Fan Qi's hand and led her to walk on the street which was already busy early in the morning.

In a shop, the proprietress was putting the raw dough of fried dough sticks into the oil pan, while the boss was making rice noodle sausage.

Chen Zhiqian went to line up while Fan Qi waited and heard him say, "Two fried dough sticks and two rice noodle rolls to go."

"Why is it called Fried Duck?" Fan Qi thought there was nothing wrong with asking this question, after all, the original owner never ate such high-calorie food.

"It is said that the term 'you zha gui' does not actually mean fried ghosts. Originally there were many people from Zhejiang in Shanghai, and Zhejiang people used to call it 'you tiao yazha hui', which means fried Qin Hui. This term was passed down and became 'you zha gui'."

"Are there any more allusions? Your Cantonese is very good, and you can even tell the history of this place. That's amazing." The last time Fan Qi went to the vegetable market with him, she found that his Cantonese was very good and there was almost no accent.

Chen Zhiqian paused for a moment, then took the fried dough sticks and rice noodle rolls from the boss. He frowned, "Really? I learned it at about the same time as you, and you learned it very quickly too. How come I realized that it's not my Cantonese that's improved, but yours that's deteriorated?"

When he said that, Fan Qi immediately changed the subject: "Let's go, we need to bake some stuffed bears when we get home!"

She will never forget the doll.

On the way back, Fan Qi bought today's morning paper as usual. After entering the building, she consciously walked towards the stairwell and went up one floor at a time. When she reached the tenth floor, she stood on the platform and gasped: "I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. I really can't walk anymore."

"Then let's take the elevator?" Chen Zhiqian suggested.

Fan Qi took a break and looked at the fried dough sticks in Chen Zhiqian's hand: "Between delicious food and dieting, I choose delicious food, but I don't want to become a fat man, so I'd better stick to it!"

After saying that, she continued to move upwards. Chen Zhiqian exhaled and followed behind him.

After returning home, Fan Qi turned on the fire and stewed the porridge to make it thicker. Chen Zhiqian poured out the rice rolls, cut the fried dough sticks into small pieces, and poured soy sauce into the dish.

Fan Qi served the porridge over and sat down when she saw the way youtiao was eaten. "It would be nice if there was salty bean curd paste. Salty bean curd paste with seaweed, shrimp skin and youtiao, plus a piece of steaming rice cake, I really want to eat it."

Chen Zhiqian pushed the rice noodle roll towards her and said, "You have really high standards when it comes to food."

"Our ancestors said: You never tire of fine food, and you never tire of fine meat."

Chen Zhiqian: Doesn’t she know that she is an ancestor?

Fan Qi was eating breakfast while reading the newspaper. She was reading the financial section, while the one facing Chen Zhiqian was the entertainment section. There was a big headline on the entertainment section: Wang Shaoyang was invited to shoot the opening credits for "Who is the Stock God", revealing that a new stock market-themed drama will be filmed soon.

Seeing Chen Zhiqian reading her newspaper, Fan Qi turned it over and saw the news.

"Who is the Stock God" was Liao Jiqing's idea for Tang Yuanchao. The financial reforms implemented by Mrs. Thatcher were officially implemented this year, which broke the original rules of the securities market. Fan Qi didn't know what impact the Hong Kong financial industry had suffered, but she