Volume 3 Winter Solstice Chapter 61: Thank You Fee
The waiter brought the dipping sauce.
Yang Xuan introduced: "The dipping sauce here is homemade. When the chicken is cooked, dip it in this sauce and it will be especially delicious."
Jiang You watched the tiny bubbles rising from the soup.
"Open it..." He reached out with a chopstick, picked up a piece of chicken and put it into the dipping sauce plate.
The dip accentuated the tenderness of the chicken.
Jiang You picked up the spoon, scooped a bowl of soup for Yang Xuan first, then scooped a bowl for himself. After lowering his head and taking a sip, he said, "There's ginger in this soup, right? It tastes like ginger."
“You don’t eat ginger?”
"It's my first time eating this. It's good to eat in winter. It helps to keep healthy and dispel the cold." He put two bullfrogs into the hot pot. "Drink more."
"Tangjiang TV Station originally scheduled the 123 forward walk opening dance for this year's New Year's Eve." Yang Xuan drank the soup with a small spoon.
“Miss the stage?”
"It sounds a bit pretentious to say this, but the lights were so bright and hot when they fell on me, and it was so dark below that I couldn't see clearly. I was so nervous. When the music started, suddenly everything went out of my mind. I just danced and smiled. Occasionally, I would see someone holding a sign with your name on it under the stage. That moment... now when I think about it, it feels like a dream."
Jiang You fished out a bullfrog and took a bite of its sturdy thigh. "It's tasty. Eat it quickly. If you cook it any longer, it will become overcooked."
"Oh, okay..." Yang Xuan fished out another bullfrog.
Jiang You watched her fish out the bullfrog, then he put the meat slices in. Then he fished out a piece of taro from the golden soup. While chewing, he said, "This taro tastes better than chicken."
"I like taro, too," Yang Xuan scooped another bowl of soup and put a few pieces of taro and chicken in it. "After the performance, we went to the backstage lounge. We shared a large lounge with other people. After leaving the stage lights, the heavy makeup looked very awkward. There was a gap, as if we were suddenly pulled into reality from a dream, but we were still very excited. We would check Weibo to see how our fans praised us, and then we would slowly calm down, train, and wait for the next stage."
“I’m actually quite optimistic about you.”
"Really?"
"I'm a fan of your business." Jiang Youshou kept picking slices of meat from the pot. When he ate a piece of chili, he picked up the ice bayberry juice next to him and drank it for a long time.
“I have career fans?”
"Then I am a fan of your soul, really," Jiang You looked at Yang Xuan, "Your soul looks beautiful, pink and sparkling."
"You just want to stuff me into that unicorn toy of yours, don't you?"
"Yes, it's very suitable."
"I knew it," Yang Xuan stretched out her chopsticks, snatched a piece of old meat from Jiang You's chopsticks and put it in the bowl, "I'm very grateful for what happened before. Sister Fu Xin told me that my experiences over the past ten years have been thoroughly exposed, and there won't be any new black spots in the future. And my parents have been holding a grudge in their hearts before, but now that they've talked it out, their relationship may not be that close, but I don't have that floating feeling anymore. Anyway, I'll wait until next year's variety show makes some splash, and then I'll keep working hard."
"What if there's no splash?"
"Then I'll follow Brother Huan and run supermarket openings, shopping mall events, and company annual meetings for a few years, and then work part-time selling pig's trotters and save some money. By the way, since Panjin has been investigated, can I forget about my penalty..." Yang Xuan asked tentatively, "Can we just let it go? I can be a witness!"
"Maybe , but not necessarily."
"Never mind. I'll pay back the money, save a little more, and rent a store. I think I have a talent for selling things," Yang Xuan planned her future with great interest. "Before I turn 30, I'll save enough for a down payment and buy my own little home..."
"You're thinking too far ahead."
"I'm free," Yang Xuan threw a few more bullfrogs into the hot pot, "Put the vegetables in the golden soup. The chicken is almost finished. Do you want another serving?"
"No, I'm a little full," Jiang You said as he put yam into the pot, "I'll do business well next year too."
"Really?" Yang Xuan asked with doubt in her tone.
"Fans and idols make progress together. I think you can be on the Spring Festival Gala."
After eating taro chicken hotpot.
I went to the same store and bought the same style down jacket in different colors.
This time Jiang You chose dark red.
Standing on the street, watching Yang Xuan get into a taxi and leave, Jiang You crossed the road and walked to Wenhua Street.
Red lanterns were hung up.
The atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger.
Jiang You bought a piece of plum cake on the roadside and walked back to the insect house.
He sat on the swing.
Slowly eating the plum cake, the soft and glutinous meatballs and the delicate bean paste all melt in your mouth.
I spent a few days peacefully, eating, drinking, sleeping, watching movies and reading novels, with chaotic days and nights.
On this day, Jiang You finally finished reading the latest chapter of a newly found novel about cultivating immortals. Looking out the window, he saw the sun hanging in the middle. He threw his cell phone away, pulled up the quilt, and prepared to go to sleep.
The phone vibrated.
He turned over and ignored it.
When I was about to fall asleep, my phone started to vibrate again. I reached out and touched the phone. It was Tang Xiaotian calling.
Putting the phone to my ear, I said, "Boss, it's so early in the morning..."
"I'm outside the gate."
Jiang You yawned, "Come in first."
The door to the yard opened, and Tang Butian walked in. She walked into the store and stood there for a few minutes before she heard footsteps. Then Jiang You came downstairs in his furry home clothes. He said, "I was just about to go to bed. Have you had lunch?"
Tang Butian took out a black box from her small bag and placed it on the long table.
Open.
There are six grooves inside the box, containing three transparent .
"Is this the resource?" Jiang You picked up one of the bottles and placed it in front of him to look at it carefully.
“One of the results of the cooperation between the mountain and the government.”
"It's quite interesting. Is Guan Nuo still working recently?" Jiang You asked.
"What's up?"
"Just asking, do you have any medicine with you?"
"No."
"Not cooperating in this area?" Jiang You put the bottle back where it belonged.
"I don't need it."
"Jiang Mo is not here now, I'll make a cup of coffee first," Jiang You walked into the kitchen, made two cups of latte and brought them out. After placing them on the long table, he pulled out a chair and sat down, tearing open the sugar bag and pouring the sugar into the cup. "It will probably take a while," he couldn't help but yawn again, "Recently, Guan Nuo comes to my place around seven or eight after get off work."
"He came to see you?" Tang Butian took a sip of coffee.
"He was just hanging around outside the yard. One day, late at night, he actually climbed up to the second floor across the street and looked at me with a telescope," Jiang You said with drooping eyelids. "I don't know if he was cosplaying as a secret agent or a spy. I haven't even asked him for the babysitting fee or thank-you fee..."
Jiang Mo walked down the stairs.
He looked at the box on the table, reached out, and a bottle flew into his hand.
crumb.
