"Hmm!"
The wonderful taste is simply captivating.
Lu Qian was enjoying her meal so much that she completely ignored Zhang Mingyuan standing to the side.
I enjoy discovering new flavors of candied hawthorn berries; every box I open is a different flavor, like digging for treasure.
At this moment, all the rules about controlling weight and not eating too many sweets were invalid for Lu Qian.
Zhang Mingyuan didn't mind being ignored; instead, he had the driver take him to the restaurant he had booked for lunch.
"Don't eat too many snacks, or you won't be able to eat lunch later."
That makes sense!
Lu Qian obediently put down the candied pineapple in her hand.
This is even more sour than hawthorn; it's so sour it'll make your teeth ache. It's not really to her liking.
Let's eat slowly.
"By the way, it seems that Boss Lin is quite familiar with Uncle. They used to go back together when they came down the mountain."
Lu Qian was very curious about Lin Zhou, and since there was nothing to talk about, she started asking him about him.
Zhang Mingyuan nodded. "He's a friend of my dad. They met while hiking, live in the same neighborhood, and are quite close."
"A friendship that transcends age?"
The word immediately came to Lu Qian's mind.
Lin Zhou looks younger than Zhang Mingyuan. The fact that the old man and the young man can become friends is a classic example of friendship despite the age gap.
"Yes."
The two chatted as they arrived at the restaurant. Lu Qian was already full, having eaten a bellyful of candied hawthorns. It was mostly fruit, so it was quite filling.
She had a meal with Zhang Mingyuan, and then took the candied hawthorns back to share with her best friend.
......
International Foreign Language School.
It was past 12 o'clock when Lin Zhou stared at Cheng Guangpeng, who was looking at the last string of candied hawthorns in the cabinet.
He recognized the young man as the one who had stopped him yesterday, climbed over the railing, and been taken away by the traffic police.
At the time when students leave school, not only are the vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the road doing good business, but Cheng Guangpeng's supermarket is also doing good business.
When Cheng Guangpeng finally saw that the supermarket wasn't so busy, he took his money and went to buy candied hawthorns, but there was only one skewer left.
"Boss, is there only one skewer left?"
Cheng Guangpeng asked, unwilling to give up.
Lin Zhou nodded, confirming his question.
The task was to prepare 500 skewers, but to prevent any accidents or because he might not be able to resist having one himself, we brought extra. Unexpectedly, they were all sold out by noon, and we still didn't have enough to go around.
The main reason was that he didn't expect these elementary school students to be so rich.
He thought the kids would buy them one or two at a time, but instead, they brought out hundred-yuan bills in his face. He couldn't even keep up with the demand.
"One skewer it is then."
He has sacrificed so much for these candied hawthorns; yesterday, he was even watched by traffic police and had to post on his WeChat Moments to publicly apologize for his behavior.
If he doesn't eat soon, he'll be letting down the people he threw away!
"Okay, three pieces."
Holding a skewer of blueberry candied hawthorns, just a few small ones, Cheng Guangpeng smacked his lips and walked back, still feeling unsatisfied.
The traffic policeman at the intersection was the same guy from yesterday, and he gave Cheng Guangpeng a meaningful look when he saw him.
Cheng Guangpeng gave an awkward yet ingratiating smile.
He still hasn't deleted that post on his WeChat Moments.
The traffic police even added him as a friend on social media to keep an eye on him, just to prevent him from deleting the contact.
Is it delicious?
The traffic police knew that Cheng Guangpeng had climbed over the railing yesterday to buy candied hawthorns, but they didn't expect him to still be there today.
So he looked at Cheng Guangpeng, who was waiting at the traffic light, and asked with a smile.
Cheng Guangpeng smacked his lips again, savoring the taste.
The portion was too small to taste properly, but the lingering flavor told him that it must have tasted good, so he nodded.
The traffic police officer nodded.
Then he focused on his work, as if he were just asking casually.
Cheng Guangpeng returned to the supermarket, looked dejected, and opened his phone. He scrolled to the post on his WeChat Moments where he had written a self-criticism. The comments were full of his friends' mockery, and a group of people who didn't want to miss out on the fun were asking what candied hawthorn was, where it was sold, and that they wanted to buy some to try.
Not a single person cares about him!
In a fit of anger, Cheng Guangpeng replied to everyone in a defiant manner that he sold candied hawthorns at the entrance of the International Foreign Language School across from his supermarket.
Since things have come to this, let's give a shout-out to the supermarket in our neighborhood!
Not a single resource is wasted.
......
Lin Zhou packed up his stall and returned home; it was already one o'clock.
At home, the housekeeper and nanny had already tidied up the villa inside and out, and lunch was ready.
Sun Deye truly lives up to his reputation as a chef. He kneaded the dough and made hand-pulled noodles, and the chicken soup stewed in the casserole was also very fragrant. Lin Zhou smelled the aroma as soon as he entered the door.
When the tricycle was parked in the garage, the nanny even asked if it needed to be cleaned up.
Lin Zhou nodded.
Back in my room, I took a shower and then changed into clean clothes.
I looked around the tidy bedroom and felt very comfortable.
The clothes in the wardrobe are all categorized and sorted by color.
The clothes that had been piling up in the bathroom for several days were all washed and dried, emitting a refreshing scent.
The cluttered computer desk in the study and the pile of express delivery boxes in the storage room were all neatly arranged.
He had bought too many things online before, and he hadn't even unpacked them all. They were all piled up together, and he hadn't tidied them up at all.
Everything is now neatly organized, even the courier categories are arranged in separate sections.
Lin Zhou looked around with satisfaction.
If life is this comfortable, then the money spent on a nanny is well worth it.
Aside from the preparations, the day's tasks were completed in one noon, leaving the rest of the time for rest. Lin Zhou was very satisfied and decided to visit Uncle Zhang at the hospital in the afternoon.
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