Chapter 192: A Snack in Memory

Why did Zeng Yirou think that it was so dangerous to turn around this topic?

Forget it, such a complicated problem, she still doesn't try to challenge it, let's go with the flow!

Zeng Yirou continued the topic and asked curiously, "Are the meatballs in that small shop delicious?" ”

Qian Yiming said nostalgically: "Probably!

Delicious in memory... cop> When I went back to Guxian in my freshman year, I went again, but I didn't expect the small restaurant to be there, or the old couple, and the taste didn't change at all.

It's just more rational to say that the taste is okay, but it's not as delicious as expected.

After you eat, don't be disappointed, it's good! ”

Zeng Yirou shook his head and said sincerely: "No, the meatball soup left in Brother Yiming's memories must be very delicious." I'm looking forward to it! ”

Qian Yiming shook his head with a smile, didn't care about her sycophants, and said, "Haven't you heard that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment?" You don't have to look forward to it, just eat it as a regular snack. After that, I'll take you to eat the others, and they all taste good. ”

Zeng Yirou listened carefully, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Hey, I didn't expect that a small county town in Guxian County is a lot more delicious!" However, Brother Yiming, you are so good, you can still know so many things when you are studying!

Now, when I think about my junior high school years, I don't seem to remember anything except the classroom and a few friends I made. cop> If you want to talk about this food, the most impressive thing may be the rice noodles at the school gate, there are a lot of things, especially the fried peanuts, which seem to be particularly crispy and fragrant.

Hey, I don't know when I will have the opportunity to eat again, maybe I won't have a chance to eat again! ”

Qian Yiming saw that she was a little lost, her heart softened, and comforted: "How can there be no chance?" Look at me, it's been more than six years since I graduated from junior high school, didn't I come back to eat? You'll have a chance, too. When the time comes, you will take me, let's go and taste it together, and I will also see if the peanuts you said are really as crispy and fragrant as you say, okay? ”

"It's better not to get your hopes up too much! The one who made rice noodles was a small stall, and it was still a couple from other places, and when we had the opportunity in the future, maybe they would not be there for a long time. Zeng Yirou shook her head and said in disappointment.

The memory of that rice noodle was obviously only a year ago, but now that I recall it, it seems that half a century has passed, and it is really enough to be old.

Qian Yiming touched her head, as if talking to Zeng Yirou, more like reassuring himself, and said, "Yes, we will definitely have a chance together!" ”

Zeng Yirou raised his head, cast a faint smile, and said, "Well, I believe in Brother Yiming's words, we will definitely have a chance to taste it." ”

As they spoke, they had already walked out of the alley.

As soon as Yirou looked up, she saw a small storefront on the side of the road, with a smoky black signboard that read "Old Husband and Wife Meatball Shop" in mottled words, a large oil pot at the door, and a steaming steamer with several layers on the stove next to it.

She grinned, raised her finger, and proudly showed off to Qian Yiming: "Brother Yiming, what you said must be this store, isn't it?" ”

Qian Yiming looked at the shop that was even older than he remembered, and said with a smile: "Yes, this is it!" ”

"It's an old signboard at first glance! After so many years, the taste must not be wrong! Brother Yiming, I'm very good at eating, you have to be careful with your wallet! Zeng said mischievously.

"Make sure to feed your belly! However, I can remind you, it's not just this store that has delicious snacks, have you seen this alley behind the store? It's all selling snacks. Don't forget to save some stomach for other snacks! Qian Yiming patted his pocket, and did not forget to remind Zeng Yirou to cheer up and let go of his stomach to eat.

Zeng Yirou said with annoyance: "Brother Yiming, why didn't you say earlier that there were so many delicious foods this afternoon?" Otherwise, I can eat less at lunch and leave more space in my stomach! ”

Qian Yiming said in a rare joking: "I reminded you earlier, isn't it my wallet that is going to suffer?" ”

The two laughed and entered the meatball shop, and one of them ordered a bowl of meatball soup and a bun, the buns here are five cents and two big buns, and the appetite is generally small, which is the amount of a breakfast.

The meatballs in this shop are much better than what she ate in Chengguan Middle School before, and there are more meatballs, and the soup is added casually, and the meat here is more chewy and delicious, unlike the previous shop, which is decent, the meatballs are the same as gnocchi, there is no taste, and they taste hard.

Also, the ingredients here are more generous, vinegar, salt, chili oil, chili noodles and the like are placed on every small table, so you can eat them as you like.

In the previous store, you need to ask the store for some.

She used to think that the shops in Guxian County were all buying things like this, but now she knows that they have to divide people.

Zeng Yiroubian ate happily, and did not forget to give Qian Yiming a thumbs up, and said quietly: "Brother Yiming, the meatballs here are delicious, you are not lying!" ”

Qian Yiming was happy, beckoned to the boss, and asked him to weigh half a catty of meatballs to take away, he said, they ate, there are still two people at home!

Zeng Yirou couldn't stop it if she wanted to.

I ate this, and I took it away, why do you think that this overlord meal is a little too hard?

At this time in the ancient county, the snacks are just a few things, and there are few real characteristics.

Qian Yiming took her to eat a little more barbecue, passed by a shop selling roast cakes, and saw a long queue, Zeng Yirou was very curious, and ran over to see what was sold.

Originally, it was a shortbread for sale, and the puff pastry layer on the surface of the cake was covered with a circle, and the color was golden, which was very attractive to look at. This side has just come out, and there are several people over there who have finished dividing it, and others are waiting patiently for the next furnace on the side.

Zeng Yirou couldn't help but swallow her saliva, but she looked at the team of six or seven people next to her, and was a little discouraged, so she wanted to pretend that she didn't see anything, and let Qian Yiming push her away.

Qian Yiming directly pushed her to the back of the team and said, "Since we are here, let's bring a few back to try it!" Looks like it's a good listen. I've never seen one selling shortbread here before, so I guess it's new! ”

The enthusiastic lady in front of them took the initiative to introduce: "No, this store has only been open for less than half a year, and the people on our side are rare to eat the cakes here, which are particularly fragrant, so you still want to eat them!" ”