Chapter 46 Eggplant with Minced Meat
Just as Tang Yiyi finished cooking the dish, she heard hurried footsteps outside.
Teacher Wang arrived with her hair down, carrying a bag, her face expressionless and looking somewhat cold.
Even after graduation, Song Man still felt a fear of her teachers, like a mouse encountering a cat.
Seeing Mr. Wang's serious expression, Song Man asked tremblingly, "Teacher, what would you like to eat?"
He can't even speak properly anymore.
"Let me take a look first," Teacher Wang glanced around the restaurant. After the new tables and chairs were installed, the restaurant seemed to have become bigger and more refreshing.
It was peak dining time, and many students came to eat. When many students saw Teacher Wang, they suddenly paused.
Between teaching and grading homework, Teacher Wang was both angry and hungry, her head was spinning, and her stomach was rumbling. She knew she had to make up for any unpleasantness in her teaching by eating and drinking well.
Therefore, as soon as she stepped out of the school, she smelled the aroma wafting from the restaurant across the street and walked over without hesitation, captivated by the scent.
"What other dishes are there?" Teacher Wang asked.
Hurry up, she's late, I'm afraid there won't be any food left.
"They only have eggplant with minced meat and stir-fried pork with chili peppers left."
"Then one of these will do," Teacher Wang said without hesitation. The air was filled with the delicious aroma of food. Standing there, the more she smelled it, the hungrier she felt.
Song Man announced the names of the dishes to Tang Yiyi in the kitchen. Teacher Wang sat down and heard the sound of boiling pots coming from the kitchen.
I took out my phone and saw in the colleagues' group chat that the teachers were all complaining about some students in their classes. They had explained a question three or four times, but the question was still the same one, and the students still got it wrong. It was really worrying.
Teacher Wang got angry again. She typed out her feelings, but the more she wrote, the angrier she became, and she still couldn't vent her anger.
well,
"Teacher Wang, here's your dish," a gentle voice rang out. Teacher Wang looked up and saw Tang Yiyi's concerned gaze. A warm current seemed to flow through her heart, and she inexplicably calmed down.
"Thank you, Sister Xiaoyu."
The eggplant smells amazing; the aroma wafts into my nose, carrying a rich soy sauce fragrance and distinct bits of minced meat. The eggplant is tender and juicy, bursting with the flavor of the soy sauce, making it incredibly delicious. The eggplant absorbs the broth perfectly, resulting in a smooth and creamy texture. The minced meat and eggplant intertwine, creating a satisfyingly chewy and springy bite.
Perhaps because of the addition of light and dark soy sauce, it has a savory, slightly sweet and sour flavor, and the texture of the minced meat is savory and irresistible.
Teacher Wang picked up his chopsticks and added minced meat and eggplant to rice. The colorful, fragrant, and delicious minced meat and eggplant paired with the white rice, after a few stirs, tasted fresh and rich, instantly awakening the taste buds, and becoming more and more addictive with each bite.
His previously furrowed brows relaxed, making him appear less unapproachable and more friendly.
Seeing that the students in front of me had their faces almost buried in their rice bowls, I realized how lucky they were to have a restaurant right at their school gate, where they could eat there every day.
In the group chat, the teachers were still chatting enthusiastically, constantly complaining.
Teacher Chu: It's so tiring. I get a meager salary, and I spend every day grading homework and teaching, but the students can't even spell a single word.
Teacher Chen: It's clearly a multiple-choice question, but some people can write two answers. As a teacher, I'm really helpless.
After venting enough, it was lunchtime when the homeroom teacher from the next class asked everyone in the group chat what they wanted for lunch.
Everyone is talking about how Teacher Chen is going to a banquet today at Jucailou Restaurant. He says Jucailou has a wide variety of dishes and tastes good, but the prices are really expensive. He wouldn't go in if he wasn't invited to the banquet.
Teacher Chu immediately agreed that it was indeed expensive. Last week, when she received her salary, her family of three went to Jucailou for dinner, and when they paid the bill, they found that it cost nearly a thousand yuan, which made her heart bleed.
Speaking of which, Teacher Lu is right. There's a shop near the school that has decent food and isn't expensive.
Teacher Wang was eating at the restaurant that Teacher Lu had mentioned. He was typing as he ate, and the hot food tasted delicious.
"I'm having lunch at Tangjia Restaurant. I ordered two dishes for less than 30 yuan, and I also ordered my favorite stir-fried pork with chili peppers, which is super delicious with rice!"
Before her colleagues could criticize her, Ms. Wang promptly turned off her phone and started eating.
Right now, all she wants to do is eat vegetables and rice in big bites!
Indeed, the power of delicious food is immense. After eating and drinking soup, Teacher Wang felt all her worries gone. There's nothing a meal can't solve.
If so, we can have another meal.
Tang Yiyi came out of the kitchen and called to Teacher Wang, who was about to leave, "Teacher Wang, wait a moment. These are custard buns I made. Thank you, teacher, for being so responsible and caring about Xiaoyu."
After saying that, he handed over the custard bun.
The custard buns were small and cute, as exquisite as works of art. Teacher Wang waved her hand and said, "It's nothing, it's what I should do as a teacher."
"Teacher Wang, please take these. These custard buns don't cost much; they're just a small token of my appreciation!" Tang Yiyi insisted, saying that it was no big deal to make some food for her teacher and classmates.
Teacher Wang thought about it again and realized it made sense. She took the box and looked at Tang Yiyi, saying, "Your skills are really good. The custard buns look even better than those sold in bakeries!"
"Welcome back again," Tang Yiyi said, watching Teacher Wang leave.
Xiaoyu waved goodbye to Teacher Wang.
Their adorable appearance melts the hearts of many.
The dumpling shop owner came back to take out the trash and, seeing Xiaoyu for the first time, joked, "Xiaoyu, helping your sister with chores again? Have you grown taller? You're almost up to my shoulder now..."
Tang Yiyi smiled and said, "Mr. He, have you had lunch yet? Would you like to come to our restaurant?"
"Not yet, we'll be at the restaurant soon," the dumpling shop owner continued. "There are still customers in the shop right now."
Tang Yiyi went into the restaurant to prepare their lunch.
Two dishes and a soup were enough for them.
The air conditioning was on inside, and the fragrance of osmanthus wafted from an old osmanthus tree by the door as the group ate their meal quietly.
A quiet and beautiful afternoon, a rare moment of leisure.
When her eyelids grew heavy, Tang Yiyi would lean on the table and take a nap whenever she had a spare moment.
Xiaoyu needs to take a nap during lunch break, otherwise he won't have the energy for the two afternoon classes.
Song Man was resting on the front desk, waking up every now and then to see if there were any guests.
When the guests came in and saw the heartwarming scene, they were reluctant to disturb them and decided to come back later.
Even a short nap, without falling asleep, can greatly improve one's tired spirit.
Tang Yiyi habitually tidied up the shop, then watched Xiaoyu go to school.
Because she was nearby, she leaned against the door and saw little Yu carrying a schoolbag, blending into the crowd and heading towards school.
As the figure receded into the distance and gradually disappeared from sight, she finally looked away.
In the office, Ms. Wang, who had been resting for a while, woke up and saw Ms. Chu circling around her workstation.
Hmm, it shouldn't be her imagination.
"Teacher Chu, what's the matter?" Teacher Wang asked.
"Where did you buy these custard buns? They're making my mouth water, Teacher Wang," Teacher Chu said directly, noticing that she was still asleep and could smell a faint, sweet aroma.
“It was…” Teacher Wang suddenly paused, then said, “It was a gift from a student’s parent.”
Upon hearing this, Teacher Chu felt even more envious and jealous, but not hateful.
"Why aren't any students' parents dropping me off?" Teacher Chu asked deliberately.
When Teacher Wang lifted the lid, a small, adorable custard bun came into view.
“Come here, Teacher Chu.”
She gave two to Teacher Chu and then carefully put away the packaging box.
Teacher Chu said thank you, looking at the white and tender outer skin of the custard bun in her hand. Taking a bite, she saw the pale yellow filling inside, the skin was incredibly soft. The custard filling inside was delicate and smooth, not too sweet, and had a rich milky aroma.
It's so delicious! After finishing one bite, my mouth started watering again, so I started eating more.
Ms. Chu finished the two custard buns in just a few bites, still feeling a little unsatisfied. No one had told her that custard buns could be so delicious.
"Teacher Wang, these custard buns are so delicious!" Teacher Chu couldn't help but exclaim, her heart filled with excitement.
Upon hearing this, Ms. Wang nodded. Although she hadn't eaten any, she had a strange feeling that the custard buns would taste good. She would eat them when she got hungry, or share a few with her colleagues.
It was getting late, and passersby were hurrying home for dinner.
In the restaurant, a few students were eating, eating heartily, their faces unconsciously beaming with smiles.
Her smile was infectious, drawing several passersby in as if under a spell, who then entered the restaurant captivated by her.
Chen Xiaoxiao passed by a restaurant, stopped, and thought, "Wait a minute, the smell coming from this restaurant is so good. Has she eaten here before?"
After a long day of work, I was exhausted, hungry, and listless. But the aroma seemed to clear my head a bit.
Seeing several students eating in the shop, their eating manner bordering on fierce, Chen Xiaoxiao's mind became hazy. She remembered a restaurant that had opened nearby when she was in elementary school. The owner was a very kind person. Once, when she didn't have enough money, the owner still served her food and told her to eat and drink her fill, even though she eventually managed to scrape together the money...
Listening to the sizzling sound of oil, Chen Xiaoxiao felt like she was home, feeling happy and warm. Her mother was cooking in the kitchen, and her father was helping her...
"Let's eat at this restaurant tonight."
As night fell and the moonlight shone cool and deep, Chen Xiaoxiao entered the restaurant.
She must have been starving, because she casually ordered two dishes, then went to get rice, filling a bowl to the brim, not at all worried about not being able to finish it. The food smelled so good that she wouldn't mind eating a lot.
The eggplant with minced meat and stir-fried spinach were served in large white porcelain bowls, and the portions were quite generous.
Chen Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and picked up her chopsticks. Her mother often cooked eggplant at home, stir-fried it with some minced meat, and it became a delicious dish. At the time, it seemed like just an ordinary home-cooked meal, but now, thinking of her hometown hundreds of miles away, she really wanted to go home for a meal.
Her eyes welled up slightly, her lips twitched, and she stopped thinking about it. Now she needed to eat, and then she would call her mother.
The eggplant is soft and tender, soaked in the broth, and has a rich, savory flavor. The minced meat is chewy and delicious. All of this, combined with a bite of rice, makes it even better.
When it comes to food, Chen Xiaoxiao never deprives herself; she holds her bowl and is completely immersed in her meal.
The spinach was really crisp and refreshing, and it really helped cut through the richness of the food. But with some minced garlic, it tasted even better.
When there were hardly any customers left in the shop, Chen Xiaoxiao let out a burp and got up.
He said to Tang Yiyi, "Boss, you must keep this restaurant open forever." That way she can eat there every day, which will give her the motivation to go to work.
"Thank you, I will," Tang Yiyi said with a light laugh.
The moonlight was bright and gentle. After finishing her day's work, Tang Yiyi closed the roller shutter door, locked it, and let out a long yawn.
He hopped on his bicycle and waved to Xiaoyu, "Come on, Xiaoyu, let's go home."
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