The names Xiangzhang Garden and Metasequoia Garden sound a lot like the meeting places of literati and artists, but those who live in this area of Xinzhuang know that they are two old canteens of Nanlin University. Because they were later contracted to merchants to sell snacks, the two old canteens gradually became a food street for the residents of Suojin Village and the students of Nanlin University, so they are quite popular.

The hardware facilities of old institutions and primary and secondary schools are generally not good, so Liang Baoguang used to play football with his little brothers in the old football field of Nanlin University, and often did not want to go home after playing tired and hungry, so they went to Xiangzhangyuan to eat with tap water. The stalls and shops over there sold some good and cheap snacks, and although they were only half sized at the time, they were able to afford them.

Today, with Park Ji-yeon, a foodie, naturally can't be too cheap, and it is absolutely impossible for a stall vendor to patronize, so he decided to go to Erwa Sauerkraut Fish to rub a meal of big fish and meat. Erwa's store has not moved its location for many years, and it has always been in the small courtyard next to the gate of the Linhua Institute, but the surrounding stores have been almost changed, and Liang Baoguang didn't care when he built an Industrial and Commercial Bank.

"We're going to have dinner here?" Park Ji-yeon is not a squeamish woman, she went to the night market of the Fly Pavilion a lot when she was in Seoul, but today's situation is a little different from usual, mainly because the old lady repeatedly told Liang Baoguang to make her look forward to it in vain.

When someone was in New York with Krystal three or four days ago, he chartered a big boat to go river rafting on the Hudson River for a lobster, and invited many top Hollywood stars to cheer on him. In Park Ji-yeon's opinion, even if she doesn't make a big scene today, she must at least find a high-end restaurant to call three or five friends, and then give her a taste of the corrupt life of the so-called upper class. As for the street shop next to the university campus, this is also called a good meal?

"It smells so good. Park Ji-yeon, who was dissatisfied due to the big psychological gap, immediately became smiling the moment the osmanthus sugar lotus root was served, and many dishes she had never seen before, "Wow, there are blueberry yams, crunchy and sour, and every bite is a healthy feeling." ”

The dishes of Erwa's family are really delicious, but in fact, they are not so delicious, but the portions are sufficient, the dishes are fast and cost-effective, and Liang Baoguang specially came here to eat just to find the feeling of the year. In the past, their brothers didn't have much money in their pockets, so they raised them up and got together a few side dishes and two bottles of Mianzhu Daqu, and when they drank high, they found a bathhouse to soak and brag, and they felt that they had come to the "world of adults", and they never found the same feeling after that.

Liang Baoguang likes the appearance of these foreign friends who have never seen the world, a blueberry yam was actually eaten by her with a sense of luxury, and she didn't know what the excitement was like when the main dish came up, "You eat the cold dishes in front of you slowly, just the two of us today, I ordered a full eight dishes." ”

There is a starter course in the middle of the table, which is something that the Blue Whale people will inevitably prepare when entertaining guests, although it is a chowder to put it bluntly, but the taste is really good. It doesn't matter what kind of food you eat and what kind of wine you drink, what matters is the person sitting opposite.

Thinking of this, Liang Baoguang couldn't help but raise his head and glance at it, Park Ji-yeon, who was sitting opposite, shook off his cheeks and ate happily, and he didn't care about the lipstick on his mouth, which made him really find a little bit of the feeling of having dinner and bragging with that group of informal brothers, "Waiter, bring me a bottle of Jiang Xiaobai." ”

"Hey, what is this? "Jiang Xiaobai is so popular among college students, not because of how good it tastes, but because of the good packaging and marketing. Park Ji-yeon was intrigued when she saw this chic little bottle, and she occasionally got two glasses when she had a private dinner, not that she couldn't drink at all.

Korean soju has the word "burned" for nothing, but it is as weak as water when drunk, but the residents of the peninsula hissed and smoked cold air when they drank it, as if the wine was really strong. Liang Baoguang was already unhappy when he saw their pretentious appearance, and immediately picked up the cup and poured a small glass for Park Ji-yeon, "This is white wine, taste it." ”

"Cut, it's not like I haven't drunk liquor. "But all the artists who come to the Celestial Empire to run the event can't avoid having to drink a few cups of white, otherwise the financiers will definitely be unhappy at the celebration. The environment is like this, of course, Park Zhiyan is not exempt from vulgarity, but she used to drink Wuliangye at the same level, and she has never seen a brand like Jiang Xiaobai, "Ziyu...... Huh?"

Liang Baoguang almost fell to the ground without laughing, Park Ji-yeon probably thought that this wine was as spicy as other liquors, and even prepared to hold her throat and yell, but when she drank it, she found that it was not as strong as she imagined, "You have been bitten by a snake, and you have not tasted it before you scream?"

Park Ji-yeon, who had been bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, stuck out her tongue and picked up an iron prawn and stuffed it into her mouth, "I thought this wine was the same as Moutai, but I didn't expect it to be similar to Zhenlu." ”

Moutai is almost as exaggerated as Lafite in 82, the market is full of fake Moutai, and even if there is a sale in the small store, it is unlikely to be genuine, "My old man has a few bottles of 1990 factory year, and we will divide the two of us when I go back and get a bottle." ”

"I can't do it, I can't do it. The per capita alcohol consumption of women in the peninsula is extremely high, but Park Ji-yeon is not an alcoholic, and she has to consider going to the steam room to drink some rice wine, but the refusal is very tactful, "I don't know about wine, so it's a waste to share such good wine with me." ”

Park Ji-yeon is stupid enough on the peninsula, and few people know her when she comes to the Heavenly Empire, and she is not a person who pays special attention to the entertainment circle on the peninsula, who knows who is with whom in the 18-tier girl group. As for Liang Baoguang, no one knows it, these college students don't even know who the Nobel Prize winner in medicine is that year, and he is a so-called genetic disease expert. The two enjoyed the happiness of being ordinary people like this, fishing for sauerkraut fish and drinking white wine mixed with water, chatting happily.

Across a table, two men were looking at Liang Baoguang and them from time to time, and the waiter handed them the menu, which scared them so much that they almost sat on the ground. The older one sorted out his emotions and ordered with the waiter in Mandarin, "Same as their table." ”

The waiter scratched his head when he heard this, and this was said like a smart speaker, obviously from a foreign country, "You are Koreans?"

"Ha, no, we are the ...... of Xianlin Zhongdian," the man said his previous good words, and then suddenly felt as if there was something wrong with what he said, "We are workers in the neighborhood." ”

"Xianlin, nearby?" the corners of the little sister's mouth twitched.