Chapter 23: Handmade Fish Ball Soup, Salted Egg Yolk Chicken Wings. ...
At lunchtime, Gu's Private Kitchen served about ten tables of customers, in addition to two orders that were picked up by deliverymen.
Whether you come specifically for Gu's Private Kitchen or just happen to pass by and decide to eat there, you'll eventually be captivated by the delicious meat dishes served at Gu's Private Kitchen.
The soft, savory-sweet black char siu and the sweet, sour, and spicy beef are highly praised. The salted egg yolk chicken wings are also very popular. Hand-torn cabbage is almost a must-order at every table. For Chinese people, a meal without a side of green vegetables is not considered a complete meal.
The most frequently asked question is about the handmade fish ball soup. Customers who have tried the fish balls all praise them for being pure, bursting with the fresh aroma of fish, and very bouncy. You can tell they are handmade just by tasting them.
Several tables of customers asked Sister Zhou if she could buy some fish balls from the shop to take home and cook whenever she wanted. After all, Gu's Private Kitchen's menu changes every day, and who knows when she'll be able to enjoy handmade fish ball soup again.
Sister Zhou was also helpless, explaining countless times: "I'm sorry, the number of handmade fish balls we make in our shop is limited. At present, they are mainly used to make handmade fish ball soup in the shop. We can't sell them separately for the time being. Thank you very much for your liking."
Most customers could only sigh in regret after hearing this, then continued to enjoy their fish balls even more. Since they couldn't buy the fish balls to take home, they figured they might as well eat as many as they could now, otherwise they would all end up in the mouths of the other people at the table.
Of course, there are also shrewd customers who, when they're almost done eating, order a bowl of handmade fish ball soup to take home and eat it again that night.
Some customers are quite bold and enthusiastic, or rather, they are willing to be so enthusiastic for the tender and delicious handmade fish balls. After hearing Sister Zhou's answer, they still reached out their hands, pinching their thumb, index finger and middle finger together to indicate: "Just sell us a little bit, it doesn't matter if it's a little expensive, you can sell it by the piece."
Sister Zhou smiled helplessly again: "I'm so sorry, customer, we really don't have many fish balls left in our shop, we can't sell them. We have to make more fish balls this afternoon, otherwise we won't be able to make handmade fish ball soup tonight."
The customer's eyes lit up: "Could you make more handmade fish ball soup this afternoon? I can come over after get off work."
Sister Zhou was a little stunned, not expecting this customer to be so persistent. She said, "I have to ask the boss about this. Please wait a moment."
The customer immediately put his hands together in a prayer gesture: "Okay, I hope you can give me good news."
Under her expectant gaze, Sister Zhou fled into the kitchen and reported the problem to the boss.
Gu Qingqiu hadn't expected the handmade fish ball soup to be so popular. The fish balls she made in the morning were almost all used up, so she had to make more early in the afternoon.
To be honest, making fish balls is quite laborious. Selling a bowl of handmade fish ball soup for 58 yuan would definitely be profitable, but not as profitable as the previous soups.
However, Gu Qingqiu has recently become quite addicted to making meatballs. After making the last batch, she had some left over, which she often used to steam and eat with porridge in the morning. She had already finished them all.
She originally planned to make more fish balls in the afternoon, and keep some in the refrigerator to cook soup for herself.
After listening to Sister Zhou's words, Gu Qingqiu thought for a moment and said, "We can sell some separately tonight. It's sixty yuan per jin, which is quite expensive. Only customers who can afford it can buy it. Let's sell about five jin, with a limit of one jin per person. If we don't sell them all, I'll keep them for myself."
Frozen fish balls sold outside, the kind that taste quite floury, cost around 22 yuan per pound, while those that are claimed to be handmade fish balls sell for around 28 yuan per pound.
Gu Qingqiu sells fish balls for sixty yuan a pound, which is quite expensive, but she feels that the taste of the fish balls she makes and the tiny bit of spiritual energy they contain are worth the price.
Moreover, considering that a serving of handmade fish ball soup costs 58 yuan and contains eight fish balls, and there are nearly twenty fish balls per pound, the price of 60 yuan is acceptable.
Sister Zhou nodded happily: "Okay, then I'll tell that customer the news. I'll also buy a pound this afternoon for Fangfang to eat. She can add some fish balls to her noodles or porridge in the morning to enhance the flavor and eat them together."
Gu Qingqiu smiled and agreed: "Okay, I'll definitely reserve a pound for you, as a priority purchase right for internal employees."
She could tell the difference; buying fish balls like this would definitely be charged to Sister Zhou as usual.
It's fine if Sister Zhou occasionally brings Xiao Fangfang over for a meal, since it's just a matter of cooking more meat dishes. But if she even gives away the fish balls she sells for free, Sister Zhou probably won't accept them. And if she does, it could easily spoil her appetite over time.
Sure enough, upon hearing that she had priority in purchasing, Sister Zhou smiled happily: "Okay, thank you, boss."
She had eaten handmade fish ball soup for lunch and knew how delicious the fish balls were. She had even seen how the owner made the fish balls, and they were made with high-quality, clean ingredients.
Usually, we try to provide these kinds of items to customers first. She was worried that she wouldn't be able to buy them, but now she's relieved.
Sister Zhou took the good news out to the shop and told the eagerly waiting customer.
The customer was so excited that he gave a thumbs-up: "That's great! I'll come right after I get off work this afternoon. Remember to sell it later!"
Sister Zhou smiled and agreed, and seeing that she had no further questions, she went back to her work.
This customer remembered to keep his voice down when he was excited, otherwise other customers at other tables would have heard him and come over to buy some in the afternoon, and those five pounds of fish balls would have disappeared without a trace, like sand in the sea.
The more I thought about it, the less secure it seemed. The fish balls were so delicious that several tables had already bought them separately. I was afraid that the restaurant had just opened in the afternoon and the customers who came to eat had already bought out all five pounds of fish balls.
This customer made a decision: since he had nothing else to do around 4 PM, he slipped away early and came to Gu's Private Kitchen to buy fish balls.
This is Jiangshi No.1 Middle School.
Lin had lunch and sat in the office for a while. Estimating that the lunch break bell was about to ring, he stood up and went to Class 6 of Grade 1.
She is the homeroom teacher, and she usually patrols the classroom when the school's morning break begins. If she sees any students trying to ignore the break time and continue talking loudly, she can stop them in time.
She had just passed Class 7 when she heard some of the most active day students talking, while the boarding students had all gone back to their dorms for their afternoon nap. She knew the students in the class well, and recognized Yuan Keying, Su Yi, and Lin Qingyang from their voices.
"I'm not kidding you guys, compared to Gu's Private Kitchen, the school cafeteria food is practically pig food. Last time my dad took my mom and me to Gu's Private Kitchen, the mint fried pork ribs and the steamed sea bass with egg were especially delicious. After we finished eating, we even packed a portion of perilla braised duck to take home. My mom heated it up for dinner and it was delicious too."
"Really? Although I admit that the school cafeteria's lunch is pig food, which is more accurate than what's in the political textbook, is Gu's Private Kitchen really that delicious?"
"Yes, Keying, you've praised this restaurant three times this week, once a day. You mention it every time you come back from eating at the cafeteria, but the problem is we can't get a table there."
"We can't eat there now, but we can go to Gu's Private Kitchen this weekend. Tell me, aren't those meat dishes in the Xiaohongshu notes I sent you all tempting? They make us want to eat them!"
"That's true. I went back on Monday night and read the notes you shared. I was practically drooling over them."
"Yes, one of the posts by another blogger had very good data, and another post you made yourself actually got over a thousand likes."
"Of course, you can just take a picture of the meat dishes at Gu's Private Kitchen and post it online. I just posted it casually and I didn't expect it to get so many likes. Another blogger is my dad's student. They became popular by posting pictures of the meat dishes at Gu's Private Kitchen on Twitter."
"You won't be able to enjoy Gu's Private Kitchen for a while. This is a recipe for perilla drink that we asked the staff for. My mom made it for me this morning. It's incredibly sweet and refreshing. Look how pretty this pink and transparent color is. I'll be generous and share some with you today. Get your cups out, I'll pour them for you."
“Okay, Keying, let me try this perilla drink and see how delicious it is.”
"Old Yuan is magnanimous; I love dealing with friends like you."
Lin, seeing the lively conversation inside, stood outside the door and listened for a while, shaking his head with amusement. These few lively characters in the class were never quiet during break time.
When the lunch break bell rang, she decisively stepped inside: "Everyone quiet down when the bell rings. Those who want to do their homework, do your homework. Those who want to sleep, lie down and sleep. If anyone talks during lunch break and the supervising teacher sees them and causes the class to lose points, and our class won't get the rotating red flag this month, I'll punish that person by making them clean for three days."
The male and female students who were chatting enthusiastically about food just now are now as quiet as quails, sitting obediently in their seats, nodding from time to time to show that they are listening.
The students who were originally sitting in their seats engrossed in their homework also looked up at her, then lowered their heads again to continue doing their homework while listening.
Lin nodded seriously. Seeing that the students in the class were quite receptive to what he was learning, his eyes inadvertently swept over someone's transparent cup, which was filled with a few sips of a clear, pink drink.
She had said everything she needed to say. She made another round of the classroom, casually putting the homework that had been blown off by the wind back on its owner's desk. She returned to the podium, picked up the broken piece of chalk, put it back in the chalk box, and then left satisfied after scanning the students in the class.
After leaving the classroom, Lin's walking posture relaxed, his serious expression disappeared, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved up.
Back in the office, some teachers were resting, some were grading homework, and some were making teaching PPTs. Lin quietly sat back down at his workstation.
After replying to some parents' messages on my phone, I remembered the pink, clear drink I had just seen. I heard it was a perilla drink, so it should taste pretty good.
For three consecutive days, she went to check on the students at noon and heard Yuan Keying complaining about the school cafeteria and praising Gu's Private Kitchen. She talked about how delicious the meat dishes she ate at that restaurant were, and Lin Guoran could even accurately name all the dishes.
Lin admitted that the school cafeteria food was a bit unappetizing, and she didn't really like it, so she often ordered takeout. Students aren't allowed to order takeout, so eating at the school cafeteria every day was indeed a bit tough, but was Gu's Private Kitchen really that delicious?
Her pent-up curiosity reached its peak at this moment. Thinking of the Xiaohongshu notes that Yuan Keying had mentioned, she simply took out her phone, opened Xiaohongshu, and searched for Gu's Private Kitchen.
Several related messages popped up in a row, and the meat and vegetables on the cover alone were already very tempting.
Lin recognized it as braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens. A large piece of pork belly was layered and glistening with oil, and the preserved mustard greens at the bottom were also glistening with oil. Even through the screen, one could imagine that such braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens must melt in one's mouth and be savory and delicious.
She clicked on the link and started browsing the pictures. There was lemon shredded chicken, garlic shrimp, and fish head tofu soup—every dish looked so tempting. Then she read the blogger's description; the vivid and descriptive words seemed to be feeding her the food, describing the experience of eating it before she even finished, making it even more enticing.
In comparison, the meat dishes I ate in the cafeteria at noon were simply bland and tasteless.
After exiting this note, Lin read another one. This time, there were braised pork belly with abalone, stuffed shrimp balls with green peppers, steamed four treasures in lotus leaves, stir-fried beef noodles, and coconut chicken soup. A close-up of a single photo even showed the texture of the braised pork belly sauce. There was also a group photo of the whole table. She wished she could just walk into the photo and sit at the table to eat.
This note also received the most likes, with 12,000 likes. Lin realized that it was posted by the same blogger as the previous note, since the photos and writing style were very similar. She also gave it a like to vent her insatiable appetite.
After exiting, I looked at the third post. Over a thousand likes was pretty good. Then I looked at the blogger's name, Lin Guoran, and smiled. "Anxiang Yingxiu" must be Yuan Keying.
Looking at the photos and captions, wow, this kid had a good weekend meal! There was mint fried pork ribs, steamed sea bass with egg, stir-fried kale, five-finger peach and poria pork bone soup, and perilla braised duck. Of course, there was also a pot of pink and clear perilla drink.
Lin was hungry again. No wonder Yuan Keying had been talking about it for three days straight, enthusiastically recommending it to her classmates. Gu's Private Kitchen looked like a hidden gem!
She checked Dianping (a Chinese review platform) again and found that Gu's Private Kitchen account did not have any group-buying coupon information. Instead, it was full of customer photos, recommended dishes, and positive reviews.
If Lin Guoran hadn't heard Yuan Keying mention the restaurant's meat dishes several times beforehand, and hadn't seen the shared notes on Xiaohongshu, she would have thought the restaurant's five-star reviews on Dianping were fake, and would have immediately stopped recommending it.
She wanted to eat Gu's Private Kitchen to the fullest, so she frantically tapped on her phone, sharing the Gu's Private Kitchen homepage on Dianping along with the notes she had just seen on Xiaohongshu with her WeChat contacts.
[Just as I expected: See you on Surrey Street after work, we'll eat here tonight.]
[Wow, that's how it is: ??? So sudden (horrified)]
[Just as I expected: Check out the link first, after you do, you'll want to eat there even more than I do.]
After sending the message, Lin was indeed too lazy to pay attention to her husband. She turned off her phone and put it aside to avoid looking at those tempting advertisements again. She was afraid that she would be unable to resist looking at all the photos in the reviews on Dianping (a Chinese review platform), only to see them but not be able to eat them.
This made him so hungry that he felt like he hadn't eaten lunch, and Lin couldn't sleep either, so he simply started grading students' homework.
The more she revised the answer, the angrier she became, and she even forgot about the Gu Family Private Kitchen she had been thinking about. If it weren't for the fact that there were teachers resting in the office at the moment, Lin would have really wanted to yell, "I don't know what you were listening to in class, how could you get such a simple question wrong!"
The afternoon was undoubtedly agonizing; every minute felt incredibly long. Finally, school was over, and Lin grabbed his bag from the office and rushed out of the school.
While waiting at a traffic light, she was once again thankful that she didn't have to supervise evening self-study tonight, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to enjoy this meal at Gu's Private Kitchen.
Her phone screen lit up, and she saw her husband's message saying he was on his way. She smiled happily and took a picture to send to him.
About twenty minutes later, the couple met up at a parking spot near Surrey Street.
Huo Youjin shrugged and said, "I took the subway and then a bus to get here from the company, and I even rode a bike for five minutes in between. If I hadn't spent this afternoon looking at all the photos on Dianping, I really wouldn't have gone to this lengths for a stutter."
The couple each owns a car and usually drives straight home after work. The young couple earns high salaries, and their parents both have pensions, so they don't have much financial pressure and often eat out.
In the latter situation, Huo Youjin would usually leave his car in the company parking lot, take the bus or subway to his destination, have dinner, and then drive Lin Guoran's car home.
It's not like the couple would each drive to the restaurant separately, eat, and then drive home separately.
Lin smiled and thought to himself that he must have been tempted after reading the notes he posted on Xiaohongshu at noon, otherwise he wouldn't have replied to the message so readily and agreed. He must have been thinking about it from time to time in the afternoon, which is why he read all the reviews with pictures on Dianping.
She replied, "Yes, yes, yes, the sunk cost of time is so high, we have to eat our money's worth later."
Huo Youjin took her hand and walked towards Suli Street: "I just hope we won't be disappointed after coming all this way."
They didn't get off work late, but it took them half an hour to get here. Some people always arrive earlier. Gu's Private Kitchen opens at five o'clock, and the restaurant's seven tables are already full.
Lin Guoran and Huo Youjin exchanged a glance. They hadn't expected the restaurant to be so popular. But then they realized that the good business meant the meat and dishes were delicious. So they asked a staff member for a number and waited in line at the door.
There was a table ahead of them waiting, and the chairs the restaurant had set out for people to sit in line were already full, so the two decided to take a walk on Surrey Street first.
As dusk settles over Suli Street, lights begin to twinkle, and shops along the street are open, including noodle shops, pizza shops, barbecue shops, and snack shops. Oh, and there's also Old Wang's Home-Style Restaurant on the street.
The aroma wafting from everywhere was wonderful, but Lin Guoran and Huo Youjin were determined. They had come specifically for Gu's private kitchen, so they didn't really need to come here to eat at an ordinary restaurant.
After strolling around Surrey Street, they returned to the entrance of Gu's Private Kitchen and found that the table in front of them had already gone in to eat, and the queue seemed to be even longer than before.
Lin was indeed glad that she had arrived relatively early, especially when she heard the customers in line say that Gu's Private Kitchen could only accommodate a maximum of ten or so tables of customers, and that once the ingredients were sold out, they would turn away customers. She wondered if she could even wait in line. Her sense of relief reached its peak.
She and Huo Youjin stood at the door for a while, their anticipation growing as they smelled the aroma wafting from the shop.
After a while, the staff called out their numbers, and the two quickly took their queue slips and went inside.
When Lin sat down at the table, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so much more comfortable with air conditioning in this kind of weather."
"Of course." Huo Youjin looked at the menu on the wall. "The dishes look good today. Take a look and see what you want to eat."
They already knew from the notes on Xiaohongshu that Gu's Private Kitchen sets its menu every day based on the ingredients it purchases, and every time they come, they may be eating a limited edition.
It's clear that both of them really liked the food blind boxes they opened today.
Lin was indeed powerless against dishes with salted egg yolks: "Salted egg yolk chicken wings are a must-order. You can choose either black char siu or passion fruit sour soup beef. We can't finish three meat dishes."
Huo Youjin hesitated briefly, but ultimately chose the passion fruit sour beef soup, which looked more appetizing.
Lin nodded: "Okay, then let's have some hand-shredded cabbage and handmade fish ball soup too."
Vegetables and soup are must-orders, and we also ordered two meat dishes. To be honest, if we ordered another black char siu, we would have ordered everything on the menu. The couple tried hard to restrain themselves and didn't say anything more when they went to the waiter to order.
The staff quickly brought out two sets of bowls and chopsticks, along with hot water washing tools and a pot of Pu'er tea.
Lin poured tea and drank it, while Huo Youjin was in charge of rinsing the dishes. The two of them heard someone talking at the next table.
"Oh dear, we're late again today. I think they sold handmade fish balls when they first opened this afternoon."
"We're only selling those five jin. I heard that some customers who had just finished lunch rushed back to buy them. How could we possibly compete with them? How do I know? The people at the next table were talking about it while we were eating. Oh, they've already left."
"Ah, these handmade fish balls are really delicious. I wish I could buy some to cook whenever I want. It's all Gu's Private Kitchen's fault for making so few fish balls to sell. Who do they think they are, selling only five pounds?"
"Come on, I heard they weren't even selling at noon. A lot of customers said they wanted to buy some, so Gu's Private Kitchen made extra this afternoon to sell."
Huo Youjin overheard this and said, "It sounds like these handmade fish balls are quite popular. We should give them a try later."
"If they are really handmade fish balls and taste good, it's normal for them to be popular. Do you remember the fish balls I bought at the market last time?" Lin didn't want to think about it anymore.
The fish ball was all flour when you bit into it, so neither of them ate it and disposed of it.
Huo Youjin gave him a complicated look: "Don't mention it, let's wait for dinner."
Passion fruit sour beef soup and handmade fish ball soup were served quickly.
Perhaps it was because they had just heard the other customers praise how delicious the handmade fish balls were, and they remembered the terrible flour fish balls, that even though the beef looked golden, rich, sweet and sour, and fragrant, they all instinctively reached for the handmade fish ball soup.
Lin picked up a round, white fish ball and put it in her mouth. It was a little hot but still acceptable. She took a bite and found it very bouncy. The fresh and fragrant fish flavor burst out instantly, filling her mouth.
Unlike the previous ones with their unpleasant floury texture, this one is tender yet chewy with every bite, and has a truly authentic fish flavor.
Huo Youjin had already finished a fish ball, and the fresh, fragrant taste of fish ball still lingered in his mouth. He said with some difficulty, "These fish balls are really handmade, with plenty of fish meat, and there's nothing adulterated."
He also knew that some pork head meat was needed to make fish balls, and that as long as the proportion was controlled, there would be no problem. However, some vendors used too much pork head meat, making the fish balls too greasy, while others used too much flour.
Gu's Private Kitchen's fish balls have the perfect ratio and the most fragrant flavor.
After speaking, Huo Youjin immediately picked up another fish ball and put it in his mouth, biting into it to feel its elasticity and the spreading fishy aroma. Every bite was so satisfying.
After eating two fish balls, Lin ladled himself a bowl of soup with a spoon. Egg skin and seaweed floated on the soup.
She nodded in agreement: "These fish balls are really delicious. I've heard that some unscrupulous vendors add bleach or something similar to make the fish balls more elastic and look whiter."
The fish balls at Gu's Private Kitchen look white and tender, but they have a natural white color with a hint of pale yellow and a fleshy hue. When you bite into them, you can taste the fish flavor and know that they haven't been mixed with any random ingredients.
She picked up the bowl and drank the soup directly. The soup was slightly salty and fragrant, with the fresh and sweet aroma of fish balls. The egg skin was slightly chewy, and the seaweed was soft and smooth. She felt refreshed instantly.
After finishing a whole bowl of fish ball soup, Lin turned her attention to the passion fruit sour beef soup, which looked very tempting but had been briefly ignored by them.
She picked up a slice of beef, and the rich, golden broth dripped into the bowl along the grain of the beef. The first taste was sweet and sour, with the fragrance of lemon and the sweet and sour taste of passion fruit. Then she tasted the tender and smooth beef, and finally, she tasted a slight spiciness on the tip of her tongue.
"This beef is really satisfying to eat, and the sweet and sour taste is just right. You should try it." Lin Guoguo said, then picked up another piece of beef to eat.
Huo Youjin finished his handmade fish ball soup a step behind his wife, and then took another step back to pick up a slice of beef to try.
Actually, he doesn't really like sweet and sour foods. Today, he thought that eating this might whet his appetite since it's hot and humid in the summer and there's not much flavor. Who knew it would taste so good?
The beef slices were coated in a sweet and sour flavor, tender yet chewy, with a slight spiciness that challenged the palate. Huo Youjin found it perfectly acceptable and chewed them with great enjoyment before swallowing.
He nodded: "This dish is good. I didn't expect beef to be cooked with lemon and passion fruit. I thought the only sweet and sour dish was tomato beef. I'll learn how to make it for you when we get back."
At home, Huo Youjin usually does the cooking. If Lin Guoran were to cook, he might burn down the kitchen. It's better to let him, who has a talent for cooking, bring happiness to the whole family.
Thinking that no matter how delicious you are, it can't compare to Gu's Private Kitchen, Lin still nodded and smiled in agreement, "Okay, then I'll wait to eat the passion fruit sour soup beef."
Huo Youjin smiled and decided to enjoy the delicious sweet and sour beef first.
Sure enough, there were quite a few slices of beef hidden under the rich, golden broth in the soup bowl. The couple ate quite a bit, and every time they reached in with their chopsticks, they could always find a few more slices of beef.
Lin had been drinking passion fruit infusion quite often. This time, she scooped up some passion fruit seeds floating on the surface of the soup with a spoon. The sweet and sour taste was very strong, and the seeds were slippery but could be easily crushed with careful chewing. It was quite good.
The salted egg yolk chicken wings were also served. Each wing was coated in a light yellow, grainy sauce, and the aroma of salted egg yolk was already wafting through the air. The entire porcelain plate was covered in a slightly thick salted egg yolk sauce, and there were a total of eight chicken wings.
She immediately picked up a chicken wing and took a bite. After tasting the soft, salty, and savory salted egg yolk juice, she found the chicken wing skin to be crispy. The chicken meat inside was tender, delicious, and had a clear texture. Occasionally, some of the chicken's own juice would overflow, and the whole chicken wing wasn't too dry.
"These chicken wings smell so good, the salted egg yolk coating is so authentic, my mouth is full of salted egg yolk flavor now."
Huo Youjin also really likes salted egg yolks. Back in college, he met Lin Guoran, who also wanted to buy salted duck eggs, when he bought the last salted duck egg in the cafeteria.
He ate a chicken wing, and whether it was the salted egg yolk coating, the crispy skin, or the tender and juicy meat, it was all so delicious.
By the end, the chicken wing had been gnawed down to its smooth skeleton, with not a single shred of meat left.
"This dish is really good. The chicken wings are fresh and fragrant without any fishy smell, and the salted egg yolks are also handled well."
The couple were experts at eating chicken wings, and in no time there were only two chicken wings left on the plate. Only then did they have a little time to eat beef slices or fish balls.
The last dish, hand-torn cabbage, was also highly praised by the couple.
They finished the hand-torn cabbage, picked out all the beef from the passion fruit sour beef soup, drank all the soup in the handmade fish ball soup, and ate all the fish balls. They couldn't finish the two salted egg yolk chicken wings, so they spent a huge sum of one yuan to get a takeaway box to pack them up.
Lin, savoring the lingering aroma of the fish balls in his mouth, said, "Now I know why those people were so regretful. If there were handmade fish balls for sale right now, I would definitely buy two pounds to take home and eat whenever I want."
Huo Youjin put two chicken wings into the takeout box, then used a spoon to scrape the salted egg yolk juice off the plate, mixed it onto the chicken wings, and then put the lid on and put it in a plastic bag.
"It's okay, we'll come here often when we have time, it's not far anyway. And considering how delicious the meat and dishes are, the price is quite reasonable."
The couple got up and went to the cashier to pay the bill. The dinner cost 202 yuan, which was much more cost-effective than eating other grilled fish or grilled meat.
After driving home, the couple took a shower one after the other. Lin Guoran watched TV and occasionally replied to messages from his parents, while Huo Youjin sat next to him playing games.
A little later, I put the chicken wings that I had packed back in the microwave to heat them up. The light yellow sauce that I had poured on the chicken wings earlier was bubbling and looked very tempting.
The couple each ate a chicken wing, even dipping the last bit of salted egg yolk juice at the bottom of the box in it, before finally brushing their teeth and going to bed satisfied.
Perhaps it was because the lunch after get off work and the late-night snack before bed were too delicious, bringing an indescribable sense of happiness, Lin Guoran fell asleep quickly after lying in bed, and even Huo Youjin, who usually had difficulty falling asleep, also quickly drifted off to sleep after habitually putting on earplugs.
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