Jiang Wanwan and Wang Fang each ordered two taels of rice, which cost 22 cents, for a total of fourteen large dumplings.
Jiang Wanwan took a bite of the dumpling. The hand-chopped meat filling was fresher than the one minced by meat grinders in later generations. With such touching prices, it would be a shame for her to travel back to this era if she didn't come to the state-owned restaurant more often.
"Jiang Zhiqing?"
She was enjoying her meal when someone called her.
Jiang Wanwan turned around in confusion and saw Aunt Xu's son, who had just given her the wool, standing at the window with a lunch box to get his meal, as if he was also afraid to confirm.
Jiang Wanwan had just put a dumpling in her mouth, and when someone called her, she naturally wouldn't ignore them. That would be too rude.
Although she was not familiar with Aunt Xu's son.
Thinking she had to swallow the dumplings quickly before speaking, her mouth bulged and moved around. After a long while, she smiled and replied, "Hello."
She didn't even know the name of Aunt Xu's son.
A little embarrassing.
Chen Hai just didn't expect to meet Jiang Wanwan here, and called out subconsciously.
Seeing her chewing quickly with her mouth puffed out, he realized he had been a bit rude, but he didn't show it on his face. He nodded and pointed at the dumplings on her table, "Have you paid?"
"I have, thank you."
Chen Hai didn't say anything else. Since there were no steamed buns in the state-owned restaurant today, he also ordered a portion of dumplings.
Jiang Wanwan watched him leave before continuing to eat. Wang Fang came over and whispered, "Do you know him?"
He was quite tall, with fair skin, and dressed well. He didn't look like the rough guys in the village. He was obviously a city dweller.
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