I just want to be a salted fish quietly Chapter 200

The two chatted for a while, and then Wang Hongmei walked out of the kitchen, carrying dishes that smelled delicious.

Sichuan cuisine emphasizes numbing, spicy, fresh, and fragrant flavors. The last “fragrant” refers to the aroma.

As soon as a dish comes out of the pot, a rich aroma immediately fills the air. Just smelling it makes one’s appetite soar.

Mapo tofu, boiled sliced meat, Mao Xuewang, steamed pork belly, garlic white meat…

Looking at the table full of dishes, Zhang Mengyao said with a wry smile, “There are so many dishes, we four can’t possibly finish them, can we?”

Lin Xian chuckled, “My dad is in a particularly good mood today.”

Finally, Lin Guodong personally brought a dish to the dining room.

Placing the dish on the table, Lin Guodong smiled and said, “Mengyao, try my boiled cabbage with clear broth.”

“Thank you, Uncle!”

Zhang Mengyao replied with a smile, then lowered her head and carefully examined the dish.

In the large dish, several cabbage hearts were arranged.

The cabbage hearts were tender yellow and crisp, and against the backdrop of the tea-colored broth, they looked as fresh as if they had just been picked.

The entire dish was very understated. If one only looked at its appearance, it would seem very ordinary and unremarkable.

Lin Xian helped her pick a cabbage heart and poured some broth over it.

Then he handed her the bowl and said with a smile, “Try it!”

Zhang Mengyao picked up her chopsticks, filled with strong anticipation, and took a small bite of the cabbage heart.

“Mmm!”

As soon soon as the cabbage heart entered her mouth, Zhang Mengyao’s eyes lit up, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft cry.

Fresh!

It was incredibly fresh. She felt as if her taste buds had exploded.

The freshness of various meats blended together, and the crisp texture of the cabbage heart, along with the fresh aroma of the vegetables, elevated the dish’s depth.

She had never imagined that ordinary cabbage could be so delicious.

Lin Guodong asked with a chuckle, “Mengyao, how is it?”

“It’s too delicious!”

Zhang Mengyao praised with a sincere expression.

She finally understood why Lin Xian was so persistent and picky about food.

Eating such delicious food since childhood, she would also become a picky eater.

Hearing Zhang Mengyao’s praise, Lin Guodong sighed, “It’s still a failure. The broth color is too dark. If it were real boiled cabbage with clear broth, the broth should be clear like water, without any color.”

This is called a failure?

“…”

Zhang Mengyao silently lowered her head, trembling slightly.

Actually, Lin Guodong wasn’t lying. The core of the boiled cabbage with clear broth dish lies in the broth. Various ingredients are gathered in one pot and stewed for more than ten hours, allowing all the essence to dissolve into the broth.

After it’s finished, the broth is like plain boiled water, clear and transparent.

It reveals the extraordinary in the ordinary.

However, this dish is generally not available in restaurants, not even in many top-tier Chinese restaurants.

The main reason is that the preparation of this dish is very troublesome and time-consuming. Just the stock alone needs to be simmered for over ten hours, and the cost is too high.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been chosen as a state banquet dish!

Wang Hongmei enthusiastically said, “Mengyao, don’t be shy. Treat this like your own home. Help yourself to whatever you want!”

“Auntie, I understand!”

Zhang Mengyao replied with a smile.

During the meal, it was almost entirely Wang Hongmei and Zhang Mengyao chatting, and Lin Xian couldn’t get a word in.

Helpless, he could only lower his head and enjoy the food.

And to his surprise, his father’s cooking seemed to have improved even more than before. The boiled cabbage with clear broth truly amazed him.

Three o’clock in the afternoon.

Under Wang Hongmei’s reluctant gaze, Lin Xian and Zhang Mengyao got into a taxi.

In the car, Zhang Mengyao let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Lin Xian teased, “What? Eating a meal made you tired?”

“You’re making me so mad! You didn’t even try to help me out, you just kept eating!” Zhang Mengyao pouted and angrily gave him a punch.

Lin Xian leaned on her shoulder, joking, “Oh no, you’ve injured me. I won’t get up without twenty thousand.”

“Then don’t get up!”

Zhang Mengyao suppressed a laugh and pinched him on the waist.

While they were laughing and playing, the taxi had steadily stopped in front of the high-speed rail station.

After buying tickets, the two boarded the train back to school.

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After dropping Zhang Mengyao off at Jin University, the two lingered for a while.

By the time Lin Xian returned to Zijin Mountain Community, it was almost five in the evening.

Pushing open the door, he saw Zhuang Tong mopping the floor with a mop.

Seeing Lin Xian return, Zhuang Tong dropped the mop and threw herself into his arms.

“Darling, I missed you!”

Zhuang Tong looked up, like a clingy little kitten, and whispered.

Unbeknownst to her, her favorability towards Lin Xian had already reached 95.

The first two days after returning home were fine, but after two days, she couldn’t help but miss the days she spent with Lin Xian.

To be honest, Zhuang Tong had never been in a serious relationship.

But this feeling, perhaps it was love.

It was sweet.

And also beautiful.

“I missed you too!”

Lin Xian wrapped his arms around her and chuckled.

“Really? I need to check carefully!” Zhuang Tong lightly bit her lip, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

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Seven o’clock.

The streetlights began to illuminate.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass on the balcony, the entire community sparkled with lights.

Don’t ask why two hours suddenly passed. The answer is: reading!

In books, there are golden houses, and in books, there are beauties like jade.

In these two hours, Lin Xian had vented all the pent-up anger from the seven-day National Day holiday.

The two lay on the sofa, embracing each other. Lin Xian played with her hair and asked, “Where’s Qingqing? Why isn’t she back?”

“Hehe, weren’t you full?” Zhuang Tong chuckled foolishly.

Lin Xian patted her behind and said, “Do you take me for Superman?”

“Judging from your expression just now, I find it hard to believe you’re not Superman.”

See?

How well this little lover speaks.

Which man wouldn’t feel pleased hearing such praise?

After teasing him, Zhuang Tong explained, “Qingqing will be back tomorrow. She’s currently battling wits with her parents!”

Battling wits?

Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, curious, “What have you two been discussing recently?”

“You’ll know when the time comes. Anyway, for you, it’s all good and no harm!” Zhuang Tong said with a hint of mystery.

Hearing her say that, Lin Xian stopped pressing the matter.

Just then, Zhuang Tong suddenly remembered something and asked, “Darling, where’s Xianyu?”

“Oh, I left him with a friend for a few days. I almost forgot if you hadn’t mentioned it.”

Lin Xian sat up, picked up the pants he had thrown on the floor, took out his phone, and sent a WeChat message to Ling Youyu.