9 Chapter 9
◎Why are you standing there? Get in the car◎
The wontons in the two bowls on the wooden tray are almost identical, with the pink meat filling wrapped in thin, translucent dough, like short and fat little goldfish, shaking their heads in two "ponds".
Minced garlic and sesame seeds are soaked in clear red oil and wrapped around the wontons, with a few green onions sprinkled on top, making it lively and tempting.
I took a bite, and before I could bite hard, the tender and smooth wonton skin, which had been stretched to its limit, broke when it touched my teeth.
The gravy sprayed on the tip of the tongue, with the aroma of freshly fried peppers, instantly awakened the appetite that had been dormant all night, and made you taste the distinct sweetness and chewiness of the meat filling.
Numb! Spicy! Hot! Fresh!
Only one thought popped up in Xia Zihan's mind:
This time the university town push is here. This is not an advertisement, it is a sincere recommendation!
Xia Zihan couldn't wait to eat several in a row, panting heavily before she remembered to give a thumbs up, "Boss, your cooking skills are amazing! And the chili is amazing too!"
Compared to the red oil wontons with outstanding flavor and eye-catching color, chicken soup wontons are much more ordinary.
There are oil spots floating on the soup noodles, and you can see the shrimp skin and seaweed floating in the clear light yellow soup. Finely cut egg skin is hung on the wontons. At first glance, it looks no different from those sold in ordinary wonton shops.
Taking a sip of the soup, Xia Zihan was stunned by the fresh aroma of the chicken and the indescribable oiliness. The warm soup flowed into her stomach.
Wait? This chicken soup isn't a tech soup packet?
Xia Zihan typed in the dormitory group chat: [Girls! I'm almost back to the dorm, do you want to bring some food? This wonton shop is amazing! [Picture]]
Roommate An Qi: [Xia Xia, the second child is getting ready for his internship, and the third child is downstairs studying, so they probably won't see you. Is this the new wonton from the auntie next door? Bring me one, love you! They make it on site, so add more chili oil!]
Xia Zihan: [No. It's a new store on the food court side.]
Roommate: [Are there snacks all over the food court? Auntie Wonton is so close, why did you go so far to buy wontons? But the pictures look good... Bring me the red oil one, with lots of red oil.]
Xia Zihan: [The boss's wontons are so good I've never seen them before. You'll know once you try one. I'm going to buy another for lunch and will come back to give you some chicken soup. The boss said the soup can be served separately and it's still good in this weather. It should be good to heat up when you get home.]
By the time she took the bus back to the dormitory with her takeaway bag, her roommate had already sent her several [hungry, hungry, food] emoticons.
The microwave on the first floor of the dormitory was empty, so Xia Zihan quickly heated up the food.
Glancing at his roommate, Lao Er, walking down the stairs like a ghost, Xia Zihan waved, "Ayu, here! Have you eaten yet? I brought back some wontons. You've been sucked dry by your internship at a big company. Drink some chicken soup to replenish your energy."
Lin Yu was wearing a somewhat tight suit and mechanically memorizing the format that needed to be paid attention to in the document. He only came to his senses when she called him.
Lin Yu shook his head dejectedly. "No, I don't like wontons, and the chicken soup is all made with high-tech ingredients. It's either oily or full of pepper and MSG. I'll buy some rice balls on the way..."
Lin Yu's voice stopped abruptly as he opened the lid of the freshly heated chicken soup. He unconsciously walked over to the faint fragrance and asked, "Where did you buy the chicken soup? Let me try some, thank you."
In a few seconds, the aroma of the heated red oil filled the first-floor lobby.
The dorm auntie looked up suspiciously, "Who's cooking spicy skewers in the dormitory again?"
In the study room on the first floor, the students were getting a little restless.
Someone opened the food delivery app and said, "It's almost noon, it's normal to have brunch."
Someone looked over and saw it was an acquaintance, and immediately asked, "Smells great. Xia Xia, what are you eating?"
There was a hungry glint in their eyes, obviously their brains had run out of sugar and they were tempted by the fragrance and were about to turn into hungry wolves.
"Wontons, would you like to try some?"
As soon as Xia Zihan finished speaking, he saw a hand reaching out.
"Eh? No! Don't grab it!!"
There were only a few wontons in the small portion to begin with, and before Xia Zihan could react, only the bottom of the bowl of chicken soup wontons she had just opened was left, and even the dried shrimp had been fished out.
Xia Zihan: ???
Although she was thinking of bringing some back to share and maybe even attract more customers, wasn't it a bit ridiculous that there was only a mouthful of soup left?!
Others were a little embarrassed, "I have some snacks here, you can take them back..."
"I have it too, I have it too."
"By the way, where did Xia Xia buy the wontons? Do you have takeout? I just tasted them, and they were gone before I could savor them properly. I thought I didn't like chicken soup, but it turns out I just don't like high-tech chicken soup... Damn, I want to eat more." The classmate said as he glanced at the other box of wontons that Xia Zihan was holding.
An Qi was so hungry that her stomach was empty. She went downstairs to look for someone and saw Xia Zihan being surrounded and staring at him hungrily.
"My meal! Are you guys really that serious? You're fighting over the wontons too?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw others nodding. Even Lin Yu asked, "Would you like to give me your copy?"
An Qi quickly hugged the lunch box, and Xia Zihan quickly pushed the contact information, "The boss said that the takeaway will be online after it is approved at noon today. It seems that she didn't make many wontons. The recipe will be updated at any time. If you want wontons, ask her as soon as possible."
Lin Yu wiped his mouth and said, "By the way, Xia Xia, does this store sell chicken soup separately? I felt warm all over after drinking it. It's a pity that it was gone after I only had two sips."
Xia Zihan wasn't sure either. "I'll ask the boss later. Ayu feels better, probably because the boss has qualifications in medicinal food. Although these aren't medicinal foods, they do use some dietary supplements. It's also because you've been too busy with your internship and you're feeling weak."
Lin Yu sighed, "There's nothing I can do. Extremely cheap labor is used to earn a lot of money. If you can sell it, please order some for me."
[Ding Dong! You have a new takeout order, please check it in time.]
Ding Dong...
Xile Hotel’s takeaway service had just been launched, and Ye Ping’an was debating whether to spend money on platform promotion when he heard the takeaway notification sound.
"Huh? No need to waste money! Sure enough, word of mouth among classmates is more suitable for publicity."
The arrival of takeout trucks broke the quietness at the end of the food street, and Ye Pingan sold out the wontons he had prepared early.
I cut the freshly harvested bamboo shoots and made a plate of braised bamboo shoots for lunch.
The end of April is the end of spring bamboo shoots, and the bamboos are about to grow rapidly. Even the small bamboo shoots just dug out of the ground are not as fresh and tender as those in early spring.
But whether stir-fried or diced for stuffing, its extra crunch is just right.
A bite of bamboo shoots, a bite of pork belly, and a spoonful of rice.
With the remaining balance in the takeaway backend, Ye Ping'an finished his meal happily and added a reservation option to the menu: bamboo shoot and pork wontons.
After a few days, the wontons became famous among the students in the university town, but Ye Ping'an had no plans to change his career to become a wonton shop owner and was still thinking about new dishes.
He went to look at the vegetables in several vegetable markets and supermarkets one after another. When the cooperative vegetable farmer he had originally planned to visit was free at home, Ye Ping'an made an appointment to visit him immediately.
For a temporary dish, you can just focus on the taste, but if you want long-term cooperation, you have to check the business situation on site before you feel at ease.
Xia Zihan jumped off the bus, "Boss Ye, we're right up ahead! Ah, Aunt Qin is here to pick us up."
Aunt Qin was impatient the moment she spoke. "Boss Xiaoye, I'm sorry I was sick a few days ago and kept you waiting until now. Come on, let's go to the fields and talk while we walk."
To be precise, the land is a green vegetable and fruit planting base.
Several greenhouse vegetable fields extend all the way to the foot of the mountain. It can be seen that some vegetables have just been harvested, and there are trucks loading boxes at the door.
Ye Ping'an carefully observed the vegetable garden, and Aunt Qin pointed it out to Ye Ping'an without hesitation.
"It seems you're an expert, I won't hide it from you. Most of the supplies have already been signed, but the ones we can get are all equally good. I originally saved some for the old lady. When she's old, she can't sit still. She'll talk to the vegetable vendors every day and she won't get confused easily. But now that I'm sick, and seeing the faces of those vegetable vendors, I've decided to just set up a stall. You can pick as much as you want."
"They are indeed delicious dishes. I'll order these first." Ye Ping'an nodded decisively.
Xia Zihan clapped beside him, "Boss Ye has great cooking skills, and Aunt Qin has delicious dishes. Looks like I'm in for a treat!"
The group walked back as the sun set, chatting, to Aunt Qin's house to sign the contract.
The door of the self-built courtyard was closed. A black and yellow iron-clad gold puppy was sleeping on its back, its fur fluttering in the wind like a toy puppy. It didn't notice anyone coming at all.
Aunt Qin touched its head and couldn't help laughing. "We were sick a few days ago, and Xiao Huang was too worried and tired it out. Do you want to touch it? It doesn't bite. It's asleep now and probably won't wake up until night."
"Is it okay?" Ye Ping'an was a little excited and took two steps forward.
Before he could reach out his hand, the little fat dog stood up quickly.
“Woof! Woo-woof!!!”
The puppy barked its teeth and yelled, and the yellow spots on its forehead stood up, like four staring eyes.
"Xiao Huang! This is a guest! Don't bite!" Aunt Qin was startled and quickly pulled the puppy back. "I'm sorry, Xiao Huang is not usually like this. I must have scared you."
Xiao Huang huddled beside her legs, his tail hanging low, and seemed to be trembling slightly because he had been barking too loudly.
Ye Pingan touched his nose and said, "It's okay. I don't have a connection with animals. I'm used to it."
I'd better go back and touch her plush sheets to satisfy my urge.
Aunt Qin thought for a moment and said, "We still have two bamboo shoots at home. Take them with you when you leave to calm your nerves. By the way, have you found a good source of meat for your restaurant? I know a few people who farm meat. They might have extra stock. I'll go check it out when you have time."
Ye Ping'an thanked him and signed the contract. It was already dark.
Aunt Qin sent the two of them to the bus stop and only left after seeing the bus arrive.
On the way home, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
"...Are there usually so many people on the bus? Maybe it's because it's the weekend and there are more people."
Xia Zihan, who had just gotten in the car, was also thinking about a problem.
Why does this bus only have a coin slot?
The University Town Loop Route 140 runs in a remote area and is a bit older than other buses, but it’s not that outdated.
The coin box stands at the door of the car, and the words painted on it are painted in bright red, which is out of place with the old car.
So bright... it makes people feel indescribably uncomfortable.
By the way, the people in the car are also weird.
The 140 bus, which is usually deserted at night, was nearly full today. But everyone was so quiet, so quiet that she didn't even notice how many people were on the bus before she got on.
The driver behind the protective glass was fat, filling the seat, with his head lowered as if dozing off.
Some of the passengers seemed to be asleep, some seemed to be playing with their mobile phones, the lights in the car were very dim, and some could not be seen clearly in the shadows in the back seat.
The woman sitting in the first seat by the front door sat upright, just like the puppet in her arms, but she had fallen asleep straight.
"Welcome to bus No. 140. Passengers boarding the bus, please insert your coins... Passengers boarding the bus, please insert your coins—insert coins—"
Xia Zihan stopped at the car door and hesitated for a moment, and the broadcast in the car was repeated faster and faster.
The dull broadcasting sound was accelerated and distorted, like an approaching countdown, enough to drive people to collapse in fear bit by bit.
Xia Zihan saw out of the corner of his eye that the driver, who had originally lowered his head, slowly raised his head.
The driver's face was pale and gray, and his skull was slightly sunken, like a piece of swollen fat. His eyes were staring straight up from their lowered position, peering at the door from an angle that no living person could possibly have.
His mouth opened and closed, silently repeating along with the broadcast.
"Get on the bus...put in the coins..." As the announcement sounded, the passengers began to lift their limbs stiffly.
The narrow black crack in the coin box became larger and larger, as if it could swallow a person.
Looking at the blood-red handwriting on it, Xia Zihan shuddered and hurriedly retreated with his weak legs.
No! She can't get in the car! She'll die!
She must have encountered a ghost again. The car is full of ghosts! Heaven and earth, please bless her and all the gods and ancestors who have blessed her, please show up soon!!!
As he stepped back, Xia Zihan bumped into someone.
A hand supported her, and a familiar voice came from behind, "Why are you standing there? Get in the car."
Is it Boss Ye? Is Boss Ye bewitched by a ghost?
wrong.
Xia Zihan remembered the urban horror rumors she had searched for after the nightmare, and a chill ran up from the soles of her feet, almost freezing her.
Behind her... is it really still Boss Ye?
【Author’s words】
Thanks to the cute little "Patricio" for 10 bottles of nutrient solution, and thanks to the cute little "WQ" for 1 bottle of nutrient solution. Kiss everyone! [Hug]
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