Chapter 22: Fried Dumplings at the School Gate

Fu Yining had looked up travel guides that said there was a delicious shengjianbao restaurant nearby. The restaurant was next to a middle school and was surrounded by residential areas. It was common to see parents bringing their children here to satisfy their hunger, so you can imagine how popular it is.

Fu Yining specifically chose to come here on the weekend, as students from nearby schools were on vacation and working people were resting at home, so the pressure of queuing at the breakfast shop was much less.

She successfully found the store with the photo hanging on it, and as soon as she entered, she saw the price list posted on the wall.

I heard from others that the sheng jian bao in this shop are freshly made every day, and the price has not increased in 30 years and is still RMB 1.50 each. The portion and size have not changed either, so it is considered super affordable.

The boss is nearly seventy years old and looks energetic. He is rolling out the bun skin on the chopping board with a rolling pin. His wife and daughter are wrapping the filling beside him, and his son-in-law is watching the big pot that is emitting a fragrant aroma on the other side.

The boss's daughter saw the guest coming in and greeted her warmly, "Beautiful lady, what would you like to eat?"

Fu Yining thought for a moment and replied slowly, "I want two fresh meats, two tofu dumplings, and - a bowl of soy milk."

“Do you want to eat here or take away?”

“Eat here.”

"Okay, wait a minute, the pot will be ready soon."

"Um."

After paying the money, Fu Yining turned around and found a clean empty seat to sit down.

There were also many people enjoying the delicious food at the table next to them. Fu Yining couldn't help swallowing when he heard the sound of them slurping the delicious soup of the steamed buns.

Customers kept coming in to take their food home, and Fu Yining's portion was quickly delivered to her.

When it was delivered, the boss kindly reminded me: "Be careful, it's hot, please use it slowly."

"Thank you."

Fu Yining took a small dish, poured vinegar on it, and used chopsticks to pick up a steaming bun with a crispy crust.

After blowing the hot air, when the golden crust with the delicious boiling soup came into his mouth, Fu Yining gasped softly at first because of the heat, but was immediately conquered by its deliciousness.

It was very hot, but very delicious, and tasted just like I remembered.

Wait, the taste in memory?

Fu Yining paused in his chewing.

It was her first time coming here and eating this restaurant’s sheng jian bao for the first time, so why did she feel that it tasted like “the taste in her memory”?

I chew and chew, but I can't figure it out.

Fu Yining didn't think carefully about the strange thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on "fighting" with the delicious but boiling steamed buns.

She ate leisurely while the guests at the next table wiped their mouths after finishing their meal, threw down tissues and left. The boss quickly cleared the table and two more young girls sat here.

The two of them started chatting as soon as they sat down. Their voices were not quiet, so Fu Yining accidentally heard what they were talking about.

For example, the smaller girl is a local, and the taller and thinner one is her good friend from college, who was invited by the former to travel here.

"Yuanyuan, is it delicious?"

"Mmm, yummy, yummy! Jiajia, you are really good at choosing. The buns here are so delicious!"

"Hehe, I told you so long ago that you should just trust me. It won't be wrong! Eat the buns first, and I'll take you somewhere else later."

"good!"

They were eating and chatting, and somehow they started talking about the school next door.

The out-of-town girl named "Yuanyuan" came from a province with a large number of college entrance examination candidates. She was shocked to hear that the neighboring Lehe Middle School had a whole day off on weekends.

She opened her mouth wide in surprise, "Your high school actually gives weekends off?"

"Well, what else can we do? We can't go to school seven days a week, right? We'll be exhausted."

"Okay, okay, we are not worthy." Yuanyuan thought of her overly miserable high school life and couldn't help wiping away tears.

Yuanyuan couldn't even imagine that she could have time to go out and relax every weekend while in high school.

Jia Jia smiled, held her chin and asked her, "When you were in high school, you didn't really have to go out of school every two or three weeks to have some fun, did you?"

Yuanyuan burst into tears: "Wow, of course it's true. Why would I lie to you about such a terrible thing? Do you know how I got through these three years? It was so hard, wuwu!"

God knows she waited so long for the holiday that some of her hair turned white.

How miserable!

Those who heard it were heartbroken and cried. Jiajia expressed deep sympathy for Yuanyuan's experience.

Yuanyuan sniffed and asked, "Your school looks big from the outside, how is the food inside? Let me tell you, the food in our crappy school cafeteria is so - terrible! And -"

"Moreover, the school leaders did not allow us to buy instant noodles to make up for the shortage. They cleared out all the instant noodles in the convenience store and asked teachers to patrol the school. This is so inhumane, wuwu!"

Yuanyuan complained while crying: "They say instant noodles are unhealthy. We students think they are much healthier than the pig food in the cafeteria."

So every time Yuanyuan goes home, her mother will cook a big table of delicious food, and Yuanyuan can eat it all up.

"Jia Jia, it's so miserable, I'm so miserable!"

"That sounds terrible!" Jia Jia laughed, but still explained to her: "But Yuanyuan, you seem to have misunderstood. I am not from the school next door."

"Ah? No? Then which school are you from?" Seeing that she knew so much about the school next door, Yuanyuan thought she graduated from here.

Jia Jia pointed in another direction: "My high school is over there. The Lehe Middle School next door is a private high school. The annual tuition is tens of thousands. My family can't afford it."

"Oh, I see."

Seeing that she was so interested in Lehe Middle School, Jiajia took the initiative to introduce it to her, saying, "Although I'm not from their school, you know Yu Zhili from Qigui Group, right?"

When they heard the name "Yu Zhili", Fu Yining's men paused and listened more carefully.

Yuanyuan nodded: "Yeah, I know, that super handsome and domineering president, who doesn't know him?"

"Yes, he graduated from this school!"

"Really?"

Yuanyuan quickly looked down at the half-fried bun left on her plate and chuckled.

"Jia Jia, do you think Father Yu has also come here to eat Shengjianbao?"

Yu Zhili is young and promising, so handsome that everyone in the world calls him "Dad Yu"!

It was the first time that Fu Yining heard this title, and he almost choked on the soy milk in his mouth.

Jia Jia echoed, "Of course, I heard from the owner of this shop that when Mr. Yu was in high school, he often came here to buy Shengjianbao. I think he brought them for his girlfriend."

"girlfriend?"

girlfriend?

Yuanyuan and Fu Yining, who was eavesdropping, were equally interested.

Yuanyuan licked her lips, her eyes full of gossip: "Okay Jiajia, please tell me in detail!"

Jia Jia raised her eyebrows proudly: "You don't know, but Father Yu's girlfriend is in the same grade as him, and is also a student of Lehe Middle School. She is now Madam Yu, you know!"

"Oh? From school uniform to wedding dress, right? I get it!"

"hey-hey."

"Ha ha."