"Comrades, today we're going to this restaurant..."
Xiao Liu reminded him with a smile.
Mr. Wu and the others blinked. Compared to the luxurious Chinese restaurant they had imagined, the place Xiao Liu was pointing to looked like a hole-in-the-wall eatery, small and dilapidated, located in a remote corner.
"..."
A flock of crows seemed to fly by overhead. They were somewhat incredulous that Shi Moyun would be so stingy. Was the deluxe Chinese restaurant too expensive?
They unconsciously touched their pockets; they still had money on them. Hesitantly, they tried to tug at Shi Moyun and say, "It's our treat."
After all, it was a pleasant surprise for them that Shi Moyun took them shopping at the department store.
Shi Moyun rubbed her nose. These academics, when it comes to playing mind games, cough cough, they really aren't much better...
They almost always show what they think on their face. Of course, this is also because they trust themselves. If they were in front of someone they don't trust, they would probably just put on a straight face to hide their emotions.
"Everyone, follow me and give it a try, you won't regret it..."
Mr. Wu and the others slowly pulled their hands out of their pockets. Since Shi Moyun had said so, they figured they might as well give her face...
In the small restaurant, Shi Moyun quickly ordered the dishes, which were all very common, such as noodles with soybean paste, braised pork, roast duck, shredded pork with sweet bean sauce, and stewed offal, etc.
As for the menu, Mr. Wu and the others didn't know why Shi Moyun insisted on coming to this restaurant, so they simply left the task of ordering to Shi Moyun.
When the dishes arrived, the aroma inexplicably brought tears to everyone's eyes. Taking a big bite of noodles, they realized, "This is the taste of home..."
These people, living far from their hometowns abroad, seem to have gradually let the taste of their hometown become a memory hidden deep in their hearts.
But now, it seems that everything, amidst the rising white mist, is gradually stirring up everyone's emotions.
Shi Moyun slurped up a mouthful of noodles, which some people might consider a breach of table manners, but that's exactly what made it enjoyable!
He glanced at the group of men with red-rimmed eyes, touched his nose, and thought, "Fine, I'll just eat..."
Mr. Wu and the others regained their senses. Mr. Wu rubbed his eyes and coughed, trying to cover up his earlier blunder: "It tastes good, but... isn't this all-purpose flour? It's too expensive..."
He picked up the noodles with soybean paste; the white noodles, stained with the sauce, looked incredibly tempting, but he still couldn't help asking a question.
In their memory, they were still struggling to get enough to eat and wear...
Just then, the owner came to serve the dishes. He put down the plate of braised pork and said with a smile, "Don't worry, nowadays, every household can afford to eat wheat flour. It's nothing. Come and try my specialty..."
...
Mr. Wu, like a frog at the bottom of a well, was dumbfounded.
He's only been in the identity verification process for a while, so why does he suddenly feel like he doesn't understand the outside world anymore?
Shi Moyun laughed heartily, then placed a piece on everyone's plate and said, "Try it..."
As Mr. Wu ate the delicious-smelling meat, he thought they should stop talking. He had lived most of his life, but he had never been so humiliated as he was today, as if they had never seen anything like the world before...
After finishing his meal and paying the bill, Mr. Wu was about to leave when he saw the restaurant owner hand Shi Moyun several boxes. Somewhat puzzled, he asked, "What are these...?"
Xiao Liu glanced at it and explained with a smile, "The usual thing, it's something the vice dean brought for Xiao Fan..."
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