Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!-Chapter 591 - 274: Heartbeat of Rebirth_2

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But you can adjust the taste yourself, otherwise what's the purpose of the little bowls available at the store?

Zhou Yuwen took two small bowls, then poured in some vinegar and chili.

He then ladled out a couple of bites of vermicelli and the duck gizzards and intestines from his bowl into the small bowls, knowing that the unseasoned vermicelli only had the original flavor of the old duck soup.

But it's different once you add the seasonings.

And these seasonings were the result of many years of Zhou Yuwen's experience eating duck blood vermicelli; he portioned out the vermicelli from his own bowl.

Jiang Xinyi was now holding a lamb skewer in her left hand and a crab roe bun in her right.

She had no hands free to take anything else.

Zhou Yuwen just mixed a bite of vermicelli in the small bowl and thought, "Here, open your mouth."

...

The two were sitting together, but this moment made Jiang Xinyi hesitate.

She wasn't a girl without a sense of boundaries; otherwise, she wouldn't have dated You Changjin and still not even held hands. But now her problem was, should she be hesitating?

If she refused, it would mean she was treating Zhou Yuwen like a normal man.

But she was a generation older than Zhou Yuwen, and if she refused him now, wouldn't it mean she had other thoughts about him?

In the end, it's actually guilty conscience!

The moment she hesitated showed that she was indeed self-conscious.

Maybe she had been feeling this way for a while.

Or maybe it was because of what Liu Jing said to her today.

Anyway, her eyes were somewhat evasive, and for a moment, she couldn't think of a natural reason to refuse.

"Would you please open your mouth? What are you thinking about?" Zhou Yuwen said this so naturally, it seemed like he never even considered the implications.

No matter what type of girl they are, essentially they tend to be weaker, even if they are slightly more domineering, they would still reflexively comply before firmly deciding on something.

So under Zhou Yuwen's urging,

Jiang Xinyi opened her small mouth.

Zi liu~

Zhou Yuwen fed Jiang Xinyi her first bite of duck blood vermicelli.

Sour and spicy...

This...

Carefully smacking her lips,

Jiang Xinyi's eyes suddenly brightened: "Hey, how did you mix this? It's really delicious!"

Zhou Yuwen glanced at her rolling her eyes and said, "I've never seen anyone eat duck blood vermicelli without seasoning. How do you even eat it?

"Here, have another bite. Ah~"

"Feeling proud? Have I become your servant? Don't you have hands?"

Zhou Yuwen gave her a look and placed the small bowl directly in front of her.

Jiang Xinyi, watching Zhou Yuwen do this, couldn't help but be speechless. What kind of person is he!

An eighteen-year-old kid!

I'm six years older than you!

What can I do?

But the flavor Zhou Yuwen adjusted was genuinely delicious, so Jiang Xinyi was willing to put down her crab roe bun and started eating the duck blood vermicelli.

Duck blood vermicelli soup, vermicelli, and duck blood and gizzards, were all seasoned individually in a small bowl to eat.

Then the old duck soup was slightly salty but incredibly delicious. He brought Jiang Xinyi to this place because the soup here was more flavorful. The couple had their own special recipe. In his previous life, he often brought Su Qing here to eat duck blood vermicelli and even chatted with the old couple.

The old man proudly claimed that his ancestors had been Imperial Chefs, and his grandfather even made duck blood vermicelli especially for presidents.

True or not,

it was genuinely delicious.

Jiang Xinyi was happy, holding a lamb skewer in her left hand and a crab roe bun in her right, and when she was dry, she could take a few sips of old duck soup. She was overjoyed, like a girl next door.

She said, hey, Zhou, how did you find this place? It's really quite tasty.

Zhou Yuwen replied, "Doesn't every old Beijinger know of this place? What, you didn't know?"

"Cut it out, are you mocking me?" Jiang Xinyi punched Zhou Yuwen's shoulder with her small fist.

Zhou Yuwen said don't get grease on my clothes.

"They're new, you know."

"Tssk!"

A big uncle eating at the store was the first to leave, and then two more couples arrived one after the other.

Now was the time people got off work, and young people renting nearby would always have something simple to eat around this time.

Just graduated, they didn't have much money on their hands, maybe the two of them were living in a partitioned room that wasn't even 20 square meters, and every morning they rushed to crowd into the subway.

In the evening, they would come to this little shop to have a bowl of duck blood vermicelli for just eight or nine yuan.

The material conditions were not rich, but at this time they were happy.

Just like the young couple at the table, who had just come in from outside. The girl was blowing on her cold hands.

After the boy saw this, he took the girl's hands, asking if she was very cold.

"We'll buy a pair of gloves in a bit, ha~"

The boy helped to rub the girl's hands together, then exhaled a breath of warm air.

The girl said not to.

"I've ordered them online; they'll arrive in a couple of days."

"What have your hands turned into from the cold? We're buying them now."

"Absolutely not. The store charges three yuan more than online. If I save three yuan, we can eat two more eggs tomorrow morning!"

After hearing this, the boy couldn't help but roll his eyes, but the girl was very proud of her thrifty decision, giggling with delight.

Jiang Xinyi watched this scene, envying their simple love, feeling the girl was about her age, yet she was able to find love that belonged to her.

And what about herself?

Zhou Yuwen on the other side had already paid for the duck blood vermicelli; eighteen yuan for two bowls was quite a bargain.

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Seeing Jiang Xinyi sitting there without the intention to get up, he said, "Sister, aren't you getting up? Haven't you had enough?"

With Zhou Yuwen's comment, all the other customers' gazes gathered on Jiang Xinyi, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes, unable to enjoy such an ordinary love anymore.