"I'm glad you're not angry," Meng Yingxin felt much more at ease, and took Qiao Shouyan's hand, asking, "So, where are we going on our date tonight? Do you have any plans?"
Meng Yingxin didn't say much about work-related matters, not because she didn't trust Qiao Shouyan, but because it was a basic courtesy as a member of the research group.
Just as Qiao Shouyan wouldn't ask too many questions, it was an unspoken understanding.
“Night market!” Qiao Shouyan said. He always remembered every word Meng Yingxin said. “Last time Xinruo said there were a lot of delicious things at the night market. Weren’t you very interested? Let’s go try it today?”
"OK!"
The night market was nearby, not far from them, so the two of them took a stroll and walked there.
It was indeed very lively!
The place was filled with the aroma of cooking and food, and there were quite a few people there.
"What do you want to eat?" Qiao Shouyan asked, already having some change in his pocket.
"Hmm..." Looking at the various stalls, Meng Yingxin couldn't make up her mind. The air was filled with delicious aromas, making it impossible to tell which stall smelled better. "I don't know. How about we browse around first and buy whatever we like?"
Meng Yingxin's appetite was not as large as Leng Yingying's; she could eat a lot.
She had a normal appetite, and in Qiao Shouyan's eyes, she even thought her appetite was too small.
Therefore, even if Qiao Shouyan ate with them, the method of eating all the way was not suitable for them. They could only carefully select what they wanted to eat first.
As I passed by the barbecue stall, I saw neatly arranged lamb skewers on the grill, sprinkled with bright red chili powder. The aroma was irresistible, and the skewers were dripping with oil, sizzling on the grill and making my mouth water.
"Or?" Qiao Shouyan asked.
Meng Yingxin nodded, unable to resist the allure of the appearance and aroma, and raised a finger.
"One skewer is enough for me."
Qiao Shouyan bought three skewers in the end, just in case Meng Yingxin wanted more after eating one. In the end, the two extra skewers ended up in his own stomach.
Meng Yingxin can't handle spicy food very well, and the seasoning for these lamb skewers was quite strong. She kept panting after eating them, probably because she was too spicy.
"Wait for me a moment," Qiao Shouyan said, suddenly leaving Meng Yingxin standing there.
The night market is crowded with people coming and going. If you want to get to a stall that's far away and walk quickly, you have to squeeze through the crowd.
Qiao Shouyan squeezed to a soda stall in the distance, bought a bottle of chilled orange soda, and then hurriedly squeezed back to Meng Yingxin's side.
"Take a sip, it'll cool you down." Qiao Shouyan handed over the bottle with the plastic straw, placing it right next to Meng Yingxin's lips.
Meng Yingxin lowered her head and gently bit her habit.
I haven't even tasted it yet, but I already feel as sweet as if I've drunk honey.
No matter how many dates it is, no matter what we're doing, Qiao Shouyan is always so considerate. Moreover, he's a man of action, doing more than he says, and sometimes he does things without even saying anything, like right now. He probably doesn't think much of it.
"Just one sip is enough. You have a small appetite, so you might not be able to eat anything else later," Qiao Shouyan reminded her.
"Mm." Meng Yingxin nodded.
Then Qiao Shouyan carried the soda bottle the whole way.
Besides food, the night market also has many other vendors selling things or playing games.
It looks quite interesting.
Of course, if it were the old Qiao Shouyan, he wouldn't have given these things a second glance, but now that he's shopping with Meng Yingxin, he finds everything interesting and feels he can try everything with her.
"Anyone want to play?" Qiao Shouyan asked.
Protected by Qiao Shouyan to prevent her from being bumped by other pedestrians, Meng Yingxin peeked out and looked around from behind Qiao Shouyan. She found the games quite interesting, but she didn't want to play them herself; she wanted Qiao Shouyan to play instead.
“I want that,” Meng Yingxin said, pointing to a prize displayed at a stall—a large plush toy. “But it seems like it’s not for sale; you can only win it.”
Qiao Shouyan looked over and saw a very large and fat rabbit-shaped plush toy, which was being used as a prize for a game at a balloon popping booth.
"Isn't that simple?" he said, taking Meng Yingxin's hand and leading her to the stall.
"Boss, how does it work? What score do I need to achieve to get this rabbit?" Qiao Shouyan asked, pointing to the large rabbit that Meng Yingxin liked.
There's also a specific way to arrange the prizes.
The most impressive prize is always placed in the most eye-catching position to attract everyone's attention.
The big rabbit is it.
"This rabbit toy is my top-tier prize. If you want to take it home, you'll have to pop all three rows of balls on top," the shopkeeper said.
Those who are in business naturally have a sharp eye.
"Comrade, I think it's not that you want it, but that the lady next to you likes rabbit toys. I've had so many customers wanting to take this rabbit home while I've been setting up my stall, but none of them have succeeded. I guarantee that if you can take it home, you'll be incredibly proud!" the stall owner urged.
During the time he was setting up his stall, quite a few people spent a lot of money trying to take the rabbit home, some even spending more than they would have spent on the rabbit itself, simply because winning it was more prestigious than buying it.
However, there aren't many capable people, so so far, no one has taken the rabbit away.
The boss thought that this man in front of him was no good either, but he could still make a profit from it.
Hearing her boss's words, Meng Yingxin chuckled to herself, but said nothing.
"There's only one condition: pop all the balloons in the top three rows?" Qiao Shouyan confirmed.
"Yes, that's the only condition," the shopkeeper said, taking out a toy gun from the side and a bag of plastic bullets in his hand, asking, "Want to buy bullets?"
"Buy it!" Qiao Shouyan said without hesitation.
Since Meng Yingxin wanted it, he naturally had to win it for her.
"How much do you want?" The shopkeeper seemed to see money beckoning to him as he explained, "Three bullets for one cent, twenty bullets for five cents. Comrade, since you want to blow up all three rows above, I suggest you just buy a dollar's worth; it's more cost-effective that way!"
One dollar isn't enough!
The shop owner was already planning to persuade the customer to keep buying after he failed to win a dollar's worth of coins. After all, there was a girl with him, and this guy seemed to be dating, so it would be even easier to persuade him. Nobody wants to lose face in front of their partner.
However, after staring at the balloon board a few meters away for a while, Qiao Shouyan spoke directly.
"Stop dawdling and just give me two dollars' worth of bullets."
Wow, we've run into a tycoon!
Judging from Qiao Shouyan's behavior, the boss thought he was a rich fool who didn't care about money. After he finished buying the two yuan worth of food, he would definitely continue to buy more.
He sets up his stall all night, and if he happens to run into such a sucker, he's guaranteed to make a profit.
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