After coming out of Wangfujing Department Store, the two strolled along Wangfujing Street towards Bianyifang. It is said that the roast duck here is particularly delicious.
Song Shuqian was curious, "I've only heard of Quanjude Roast Duck, how come there is also a Bianyifang?"
Before coming here, Wei Jianguo asked his comrades, "Quanjude is more famous, and its roast duck is roasted in a hanging oven. The people who come to Bianyifang are all gourmets, and their roast duck uses a stewing oven technology. Let's eat at Bianyifang today and Quanjude tomorrow, and compare them to see which one you like."
"Virtue, you loser."
Song Shuqian originally spoke Jinling dialect, but was influenced by her life in Northeast China, and now speaks with a bit of Jinling Northeastern accent. When she occasionally speaks in dialect, she sounds like a cute kitten imitating the meow of a lynx, which is so adorable that it makes your heart flutter.
Wei Jianguo was totally unable to resist.
As I was walking, I saw Nei Liansheng, selling handmade thousand-layer cloth shoes and satin shoes, which looked very comfortable. "Honey, let's go in and take a look."
The shoes here are all sewn by workers stitch by stitch, so the quality is guaranteed.
"Can I try on the shoes?" Song Shuqian asked.
The waiter was a gay man with a very good attitude, "Sure, what size do you want?"
Song Shuqian reported the number.
Wei Jianguo took the shoes and said, "Just sit still, I'll do it."
As he said this, he helped Song Shuxi change her shoes. The waiter was so annoyed that he kept looking at them. Perhaps she didn't expect that there would be a man so considerate and obedient to his wife.
Song Shuqian chose a pair of satin shoes with embroidery on them, which were very comfortable to wear.
"I want this one. Honey, you should try it too. Buy two more pairs. They'll be perfect for when the weather gets hot."
Wei Jianguo obediently tried a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles and a pair of Liberation shoes, and was very satisfied with both.
Before leaving, she asked for two pairs of shoes one size larger for Song Shuqian, "The doctor said that your feet will swell in the later stages of pregnancy, so buy me a size larger so you can wear them when the time comes."
"Let's buy it when it gets swollen. We don't know how much bigger it will be by then. What if it's two sizes bigger?"
"All right"
The two men left Nei Liansheng with brown paper bags.
Song Shuqian felt very familiar with the packaging of this era. The Yong Dynasty was also like this, using kraft paper for packaging.
When they arrived at Bian Yi Fang, they ordered a roast duck, a dish of nine-turn large intestine, a portion of braised fish fillet, and a sea cucumber with scallions. I couldn't wait to start eating as soon as the food came.
Use small pancakes to wrap the roast duck slices dipped in sauce, green onion shreds and cucumber strips together. When you take a bite, there is a "crunch" sound and the fat instantly bursts in your mouth, but it does not feel greasy at all, leaving only a rich aroma.
One after another, one roast duck was not enough for two people, so they ordered another one.
Fish fillet in fermented wine is a classic of Shandong cuisine. The chef has reproduced it perfectly. It is so smooth and tender that it seems to melt in your mouth with just a sip.
Nine-turn pig intestines is a dish with a stronger taste. It is Wei Jianguo's dish, which Song Shuqian doesn't like.
"My husband will pack a few for us to take away. We won't be able to eat them if we get hungry later."
Wei Jianguo naturally had no objection.
After dinner, the two took the tram back to the hotel. After all, Song Shuqian was a pregnant woman, so she fell asleep while lying on the bed and didn't have time to get up and clean up.
Wei Jianguo resigned himself to helping with the cleaning, washing her face first with a warm, wet towel, for fear of waking her up.
Then he picked the person up and washed his feet.
The most difficult thing is brushing teeth. Song Shuxi loves cleanliness and cleans her teeth carefully after every meal.
Helpless, he could only wake her up. Song Shuxi's body was moving but her soul was still sleeping.
After waking up, I only have some vague memories, like, I brushed my teeth, but I have no impression of what else I said or how to brush my teeth.
This is the experience summed up by Wei Jianguo. It is right to let her sleep well at this time.
I wrote a message in a small notebook and placed it where Song Shuxi could see it when she woke up.
Wei Jianguo went out to look for the black market, he planned to exchange some tickets.
His wife should just do what she wants, buy it if she likes it, and shouldn't worry about counting the tickets.
Wei Jianguo is a little conflicted now. He wants to complete the missions desperately and get promoted to become a support for his wife. I want to spend more time with her.
After only two minutes of confusion, he realized that his wife had never been a dodder. He would train seriously, make good plans, and take care to protect his own safety when on missions. When he is at home, he is fully present with his wife.
The black market in Sijiucheng is bigger and bolder than that in other cities, and it has a wide variety of goods. Wei Jianguo exchanged a lot of tickets, including the common meat tickets, cloth tickets, and sugar tickets. The most valuable thing was that he exchanged for a few foreign exchange coupons. Together with the ones he exchanged from the division commander when he came out, he could let Song Shuqian go shopping happily.
He also bought a lot of candies, chocolates and shrimp cakes that didn't require tickets and put them in the magic gourd when he got home.
This time they went out and bought some candy, enough for Song Shuxi to eat for many years.
When I passed by Quanjude, thinking about my wife's love for roast duck, I packed two more and put them in the treasure gourd to eat slowly.
Song Shuqian got up to drink water and called out twice, but didn't hear Wei Jianguo respond, so she got up to look for him.
When I saw the note on the table, I knew he just went out to buy things, but I was still a little worried. I couldn't sleep, so I started looking at the supplies in the space again.
This sight shocked her. They had really bought a lot during this period.
Fortunately, the Song family is wealthy.
When she looked, she found a box forgotten in the corner, as if it was a trophy that had been embezzled after a victory. At that time, she was still a little girl with a clear distinction between love and hate, and she felt that her father's behavior of withholding the spoils was very unfriendly.
I put it away secretly, planning to go back and ask my mother what to do with it.
Later, things happened one after another and I forgot about these boxes of things.
When the box was opened, things were piled together in a mess: two night-shining pearls as big as eggs, a cut jadeite stone, a black and purple dagger, a piece of soft armor, and the rest were jewelry.
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Song Shuxi was very interested in the dagger and soft armor.
Take it out and play with it.
When Wei Jianguo came back, he saw his wife playing with a dagger that was shining coldly. He tried to lower his voice and said softly, "Wife, I'm back and I bought you some candy."
Hearing this, Song Shuqian put the dagger aside and reached out for a hug.
Wei Jianguo hurried over and threw the dagger a little further away.
Holding Song Shuqian in his arms, he patted her back and said, "That's a dagger. It must have killed many people. The cold air is about to overflow from it. It's not something you can play with. Put it away quickly and don't take it out again."
God knows, he was scared to death.
He had been to the battlefield, so he naturally knew what weapons that had seen blood all year round looked like.
When it comes to Song Shuxi, he is very superstitious. This kind of thing is not good for pregnant women and children. If possible, he hopes that his wife will never come into contact with these things in her life.
Song Shuqian, who had traveled through time and space, believed in metaphysics. She picked up the dagger and stuffed it into Wei Jianguo's hand, "This is for you. It's only right for you to hold it."
Wei Jianguo really liked it, and felt that he could suppress the evil spirit in his body, so he accepted it.
"Jianguo, I'll give you this software as well. I found it when I was sorting out the treasure gourd. I don't know when I put it in."
Wei Jianguo opened the soft armor, which was silver in color and woven very densely. He tried to stab it with the dagger he carried with him, but he couldn't penetrate it.
Wei Jianguo... Is this the golden soft armor that our ancestors talked about?
The couple began to conduct various experiments and finally discovered that this thing was indeed the legendary golden silk soft armor.
"Hubby, put it on quickly and wear it close to your body. This way you'll have an extra layer of protection."
"Wife, please put it away quickly. This thing can be a family heirloom in the future."
The two voices sounded at the same time.
You look at me and I look at you.
"Wife, put it away quickly, this is too precious."
"No matter how precious it is, it's still an object. If it's an object, it should be used. Put it on quickly."
In the end, Wei Jianguo was defeated. After putting on the soft armor, he dared not move at all. This was a legendary thing, extremely precious, and he was afraid of damaging it.
Song Shuqian told him what to do, as long as he wore it.
Wei Jianguo is now particularly curious about the Song family. What kind of family is it that is good at studying and doing business, and also has the heirlooms that military families dream of.
In Song Shuqian's puzzled eyes, Wei Jianguo just blurted out, "Wife, soft rice is so delicious, I want to eat it for the rest of my life."
In terms of material conditions, Wei Jianguo has given up. He wants to live off others, and only Song Shuqian.
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