Chapter 100 Food Stalls
In big cities like Jiangcheng, Internet celebrity restaurants are updated and replaced at a very fast speed.
Having been spoiled since childhood, Su Xia usually went out to play, either choosing what she wanted to eat early and assigning Su Lijun to queue up for her in advance, or she would use the face of one of Su Xiaojuan's friends to cut in line at a beautiful restaurant in the Binjiang area.
Apart from the school cafeteria and KFC where she ate for a few months with "ulterior motives", Su Xia has always been very hesitant about eating.
So much so that she hadn't even thought about it.
Even at lunchtime on an ordinary weekend, the restaurants on every floor of the shopping mall were packed with diners. What's more, it was summer vacation, and even the high-end Cantonese restaurants on the sixth and seventh floors required waiting for a table.
The queues at more popular restaurants are even more exaggerated, with more than 40 small tables at a time. The small stools in front of the restaurant are filled with customers waiting for their numbers to be called, fanning themselves with paper menus.
Holding hands, an adult and a child walked aimlessly around the second and third floors.
Xu Jiaojiao was held obediently the whole time, her big eyes turning around curiously at everything she looked at.
"Is Jiaojiao hungry?"
Su Xia felt quite guilty. She took out a piece of chocolate from her bag and handed it to the little girl to comfort her. "I'm sorry, I didn't know there would be so many people."
Xu Jiaojiao beautifully tore open the candy wrapper and put it into her mouth, her little teeth being stained black by the cocoa powder.
"I'm fine," she shook her head and looked at her with concern, "Are you even hungrier, sister?"
Xu Jiaojiao has a good memory and was still thinking about what Su Xia had just said about wanting to eat, and she took it to heart.
Next to it is a transparent elevator with an electronic screen in front that highlights the guide to each floor.
Xu Jiaojiao tugged at her hand twice, pulled her to stand in front of the screen, pointed with her little hand, and said proudly, "My brother and I both go to the food city. We can sit wherever there are stools. We can squeeze in and get a table. We don't have to wait."
The electronic screen glowed with white light, and the upper floors were covered with gaudy shop signs, with several rows of crowded and bustling shops.
When I got to B2, which the little girl pointed to, there was a line of small words:
【Classic Food City】.
In this kind of shopping mall, the quality of the restaurant is proportional to the height of the floor.
The so-called classic food city has been there since the building opened.
More than a decade ago, the surrounding supporting facilities had not yet been built, and the whole street was still a wholesale market. Later, the market moved to the south city, and the commercial buildings were renovated with a younger style. Not only did the old food city lose its customers to the new stores on B1, but even half of its space was occupied by the parking lot, and the situation was quite bleak.
Occasionally, when Su Xiaojuan was drunk, she would talk to her about her struggle history, and would reminisce about the spicy hot pot in the old food city, saying that Su Xia had also eaten it.
Maybe she was too young at that time, and Su Xia had no impression of what that bowl of spicy hot pot tasted like. She subconsciously thought that this place had disappeared long ago.
Unexpectedly, it was not only still alive, but its loyal customers were still with her.
Xu Jiqing's tutoring place is not fixed. It is either at other people's homes or at fast food restaurants in various business districts.
Children can't always eat fried chicken and hamburgers. Xu Jiaojiao knows the underground food city in the center of Jiangcheng very well and can lead the way faster than anyone else.
In less than two minutes, he walked around and led Su Xia into the door.
The atmosphere of the decoration was sacrificed, and the air-conditioning was so cool that there were indeed far fewer people than upstairs.
Xu Jiaojiao fluttered over like a little bird, took a table in front of the fan, and waved for Su Xia to come over, "Here, here!"
This doesn't feel like a high-end shopping mall, but more like a night market food stall. The lighting is yellowish, the sounds of stirrers and people are noisy, and the fans turned on the highest speed are humming loudly. There is still heat in the air, and you feel like sweating after standing for a while.
Su Xia quickly looked around at the signs. Most of them were classic Chinese fast food such as braised chicken and potato noodles. She was not sure what the brother and sister liked.
She lowered her head and asked Xu Jiaojiao seriously, "What do you usually eat?"
Sister Xia Xia is treating us to dinner today.
Xu Jiaojiao was a little embarrassed and put her hands on her knees obediently, "I eat anything. I'm not picky about food."
Su Xia looked at her encouragingly, "What about what you like? Anything is fine."
“…I like wontons.”
Xu Jiaojiao tilted her head and thought for a moment, glancing at the wonton stand nearby. "My brother likes wonton noodles, the biggest kind. He always orders it."
Actually there is something else.
When Xu Jiqing worked the night shift at the convenience store and had no time to go home to cook, he would take her to eat rice sets at the elementary school gate.
My brother said that meat was too greasy and he had no appetite, and he had no interest in her chicken legs. He always used a spoon to spread a layer of dried radish and sour cowpea in the bowl and ate them with rice.
Those are just added on the condiments counter, free of charge.
She instinctively didn't say it out loud, fearing that Sister Xia Xia would feel embarrassed and dislike her brother.
Su Xia didn't know this, but she could guess roughly, so she continued to ask, "Does he eat spicy food?"
Xu Jiaojiao knew this.
She nodded quickly, "My brother can really eat spicy food! He said it goes well with rice."
Su Xia was speechless for a moment.
She understood, took off her schoolbag from her shoulder, and touched Xu Jiaojiao's head. "Jiaojiao, help me watch the bag. I'll go order the food. We'll be eating soon."
Entrusted with an important task by the princess, Xu Jiaojiao reluctantly sat there holding her bag and watched her go.
actually……
She also wanted to hold hands with her sister.
Su Xia carefully moved through the crowd, carrying a tray. She excluded the plain noodles first, and ordered everything Xu Jiaojiao had just mentioned. Nothing fancy.
Small wontons made of pure shrimp meat, this is for primary school students, light and healthy.
Xu Jiqing followed her and ate boiled beef.
The long table next to her was full of people. There were a few middle school students of the same age as her sitting in the aisle. There were also boiled pork slices on the tray. When you lift up the tray, you can see a few thin slices of meat on the top, and underneath is all tofu skin and bean sprouts.
It's rare to come across such a beautiful girl who is dressed so exquisitely.
The little boys were so embarrassed that their faces turned red. They pinched each other and pushed each other under the table. Before they could vote for anyone to speak up, Su Xia turned her head away.
She looked at the price list above her head and said to the owner of the Sichuan food stall, "Auntie, for a double portion of boiled pork slices, could you please add three servings of beef?"
I've seen people adding extra ingredients, but I've never seen anything this cruel.
The fat lady at the stall was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily, "What can't be added here? I can stuff ten servings into it for you."
Su Xia pursed her lips and smiled, then scanned the code to pay. "Three servings are enough."
...any more and the truth will be revealed.
A single meal costs only thirty yuan, Xu Jiqing probably won’t order it.
If she put in less, she could pretend to be an open-minded boss, but if she put in more, what would she say? Even Xu Jiaojiao would ask.
The shrimp wontons are delicious.
Sitting opposite her was the beautiful sister Xia Xia, who made the meal even more delicious. Xu Jiaojiao enjoyed the meal exceptionally well.
When Xu Jiqing walked in, there was a huge pot of boiled pork slices on the table, piled up like a small mountain of bright red meat, and it looked like it had hardly been touched.
There was an empty soup bowl in front of Xu Jiaojiao. The little girl poked the rice with her spoon, mixing it with the meat slices that had been rinsed in water.
The boy's figure was conspicuous. Xu Jiaojiao smiled as soon as she looked up, "Brother!"
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