An unbalanced emotion suddenly broke out, and Lu Ying's pretty face twisted. Qin Ying, Su Qingyun, who were these mother and daughter? What was their relationship with her father? Why would her father go to such great lengths to consider them?
The more Lu Ying thought about it, the angrier she became. She didn't even call her father to eat and turned around and went downstairs.
"What's wrong?" Chen Lizhen looked at her angry daughter strangely. Who had offended her so early in the morning?
"Nothing!" Lu Ying took a bite of the fried dough stick viciously, still thinking about the identities of the two people.
"Mom, do you know someone named Qin Ying? And another one named Su Qingyun." She asked casually.
"Bang!" Almost in an instant, the spoon in Chen Lizhen's hand fell to the ground.
Chen Lizhen's mind went blank. She looked shocked and panicked. "Why are you asking this question? Did your dad tell you something?"
"Why are you so excited?" Lu Ying looked at her strangely. "My dad didn't say anything. Forget it. Even if I tell you, it won't make sense."
"I don't want to eat anymore. I'm leaving first." She drank the soy milk in a few gulps and went out.
Chen Lizhen sat alone at the dining table, lost in thought for a long time.
Why did my daughter suddenly mention Qin Ying's name? Could it be that she was back?
After Su Qingyun and the other two had dinner yesterday, the Wu family warmly invited them to stay overnight. They really couldn't refuse, so they had to stay for one night. They left the family compound after having breakfast early in the morning.
Since they were already here, they had to take a good look around. Anyway, there was still a day left, so the three of them traveled around the huge capital city. Following Qin Ying's memory, they went to many places.
There is the school where she grew up, as well as the parks, cinemas and other places she often goes to.
At noon, the three of them found a delicious roast duck restaurant. It was lunchtime, and there were many customers coming and going, and they could vaguely see some foreign faces.
Qin Ying said as she looked at the menu, "Most of the foreigners who come here to eat are guests from our country. This is enough to show how delicious the roast duck here is."
Su Qingyun looked at the entrance of the restaurant curiously. This restaurant is a century-old brand. She had eaten here before in later generations. The decoration at that time had become grand and luxurious, but now it is still mostly simple and ancient.
Ji Yue's eyes were also a little stunned. When he was still in Beijing, his father loved to eat the roast duck from this restaurant. Whenever their family went out to eat, this was the restaurant they went to most often.
"Let's order a roast duck, a braised fish fillet, a plate of mushrooms and bamboo shoots, and a bowl of duck bone soup each." Qin Ying quickly ordered the dishes. "It's a rare opportunity to come here, so let's eat more today."
Su Qingyun glanced at the prices on the menu. A roast duck cost eight yuan, braised fish fillets cost one dollar and fifty cents, the vegetarian dish of mushrooms and bamboo shoots was a little more expensive, costing two dollars and ten cents, and a bowl of duck bone soup cost forty cents.
That is to say, the total cost of their meal was almost thirteen yuan. Prices in the capital were high, and this price was unimaginable in Luoshui Village. The cost of a meal was half a month's salary for a worker.
However, when Qin Ying came, Su Aimin forced a lot of money on her, so they didn't need it.
While waiting, Qin Ying had some free time to explain the roast duck recipe to her daughter. "The roast duck in this restaurant is all roasted in a hanging oven. After plucking the duck and removing the internal organs, the roast duck chef will coat the outside with a layer of roasted sugar. Then, he will use fragrant fruit woods such as peach and jujube trees and roast it over an open flame. It takes about 40 to 50 minutes."
"The roast duck will be served to us whole. After we have reviewed it, it will be sliced in front of us. One roast duck will be made into 108 slices. The remaining duck skeleton will be used to make duck bone soup."
In the past, Qin Ying's family was well-off and she loved to eat, so she knew all these things like the back of her hand.
Although these were things she already knew, Su Qingyun still nodded while listening out of courtesy. After all, her current status was no different from Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, knowing nothing but curious about everything.
As Qin Ying was speaking, the roast duck chef had already brought the roast duck to the table.
"If everything looks OK, I'll start slicing the duck," said the chef.
All three nodded.
The chef took out a sharp duck slicing knife and began to slice the roast duck into thin slices quickly and evenly. The whole process was smooth and skillful, and it was pleasing to the eye.
After the whole roast duck is sliced, the roast duck chef leaves.
The roast duck slices are placed on a white porcelain plate, with a bright color and an attractive reddish-brown color. The aroma alone makes one's mouth water.
Qin Ying pointed at the things on the table and demonstrated to Su Qingyun how to eat roast duck. "Like this, dip the duck meat and scallions in the sauce, then wrap them in sesame cakes and dough and eat them together."
"Try it and see how it tastes." Qin Ying gave the first roast duck to Su Qingyun.
Su Qingyun took it, put it in his mouth and savored it carefully. It must be said that the taste of roast duck in later generations is different from that of today. The duck meat has a crispy skin, is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and has a mellow taste, fat but not greasy.
"It's delicious." Su Qingyun praised generously.
Qin Ying handed another one to Ji Yue, "Ayue, have one too."
"Thank you, Aunt Qin."
After giving them to the two children, Qin Yingcai began to wrap one for herself. She slowly put it into her mouth to see if the taste in her memory had changed.
"It hasn't changed, it still tastes the same." Qin Ying's eyes were filled with tears after just one bite of duck meat.
From yesterday to now, she has seen so many changes: familiar places have been demolished, familiar routes have changed, and familiar people have grown old, but the taste of this bite of duck meat has not changed over the years.
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