Chapter 370: ravioli
Chapter 370 Wonton
"Here comes the wonton." An uncle came out from behind with a tray. "This small dish is for you, eat slowly."
"Thank you uncle." An Chen thanked.
"No thanks, no thanks, the wontons are hot, eat slowly, the young man is so handsome." The uncle praised An Chen, then walked back to the counter slowly, and read the newspaper.
The uncle praised An Chen as handsome, not handsome, as if other people had never praised An Chen as handsome.
An Chen is good-looking, but she doesn't have that tough appearance. She is a girl, and An Chen's skeleton is still tough, so she has never been found playing a boy, but there are still traces of a girl's softness.
"It's delicious. It's much better than the one in Syracuse before I came back." An Chen just bit into half of it and felt delicious.
Fu Yanxing was not hungry at first, but the wontons in this restaurant are boiled in chicken soup, and the oil is skimmed out, so the drink is only refreshing and mellow.
Wontons are filled with a whole large shrimp, which is the kind where all the shrimp threads have been picked out. The meat soup is very rich, and it is very delicious.
An Chen poured the vinegar into a small dish instead of a bowl like before.
An Chen also took a bite of the side dishes presented by his uncle. The cucumber was crisp and delicious, and the pickled radish was sweet and sour, and there were other dishes that An Chen couldn't tell what they were, but they matched well with wontons.
In fact, sometimes, delicacies are hidden in this kind of small shop, unnoticed, but it will give people a big surprise.
Some people and some things are like this, because they missed the past, so they walked into the small pavilion in the forest; because they were hunted down, they hid in the woods;
"Uncle, pack a few for me. Wontons don't need to be cooked, they have to be raw." An Chen turned around and shouted to the uncle at the counter.
"Do you want more shrimp?"
"Yes, pack five copies."
"Okay." The uncle replied, then got up and walked into the small kitchen behind.
"What are you packing so much for?" Fu Yanxing asked puzzled.
"Not many, I didn't count them according to the number of people. Counting the two of us, there will be a total of seven people tomorrow. We will eat hot pot at night, save wontons for lunch, and add other things will be enough."
Fu Yanxing nodded, and then remembered what An Chen told Ji Xuan before leaving that Ji Feng, Fang Yan, and Lin Han were coming.
"I'm full." An Chen was still the same. After eating a few wontons and drinking a few mouthfuls of soup, he was full. Fu Yanxing was not hungry at all, so he ate a little more because the wontons were delicious, but there were still a lot left.
"Why are there so many left? It's not delicious." The uncle came over with the packed wontons.
"No, it's very delicious, otherwise we wouldn't be able to pack so many servings." An Chen took the wonton with a smile.
"This is too little food. Look at this small body, so thin, don't eat more." The uncle was like a parent, thinking about it all the time.
"And you, you too, you are such an adult, you can't eat a few wontons." The uncle's thoughts turned to Fu Yanxing.
"It's too late now, eating too much is bad for your health." Fu Yanxing looked at An Chen who was covering his mouth and giggling, and then explained to the uncle.
An Chen didn't expect Fu Yanxing to be able to talk, he thought he could just pay the money and leave.
Fu Yanxing was able to explain so seriously because he hadn't heard this kind of nagging for a long time, and it was very warm.
The uncle's words are also very similar to his grandfather. When his grandfather was still there, he often nagged because he ate too little.
An Chen looked at Fu Yanxing and felt that he was in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking again.
I suddenly realized that I seem to have written the name of the city before, but I can’t modify it now, so don’t get entangled in the city, hee hee hee (╰╯)
(end of this chapter)
