Chapter 8: Dining table for two

After walking around for a while, Yin Hui realized that it was too early to agree. It was now half past eleven, the small supermarkets were basically closed, and the big supermarkets were too far away, making it inconvenient. She was just thinking about it.

The treat was postponed to tomorrow night, but Tang Yan grabbed his arm and said, let's go to the vegetable market.

Vegetable market? Yin Hui touched his head. Since that woman left, he has never been in the mood to enter the vegetable market. He never expected that today, in order to thank a woman, he walked into it again.

The vegetable market is not big, it is a community type, and it is not far from the apartment that the two of them share. There are almost no vendors at night, and some are preparing to close their stalls. Tang Yan said that in the past, when she came home from get off work every day, she would go to this vegetable market. Go around, buy two favorite dishes, go home and cook alone.

Going to the vegetable market with a woman is really a warm thing, and it also has the warmth of a family. Tang Yan, like other housewives, bargains with the vendors buying vegetables. Although the difference is only a few cents, in the eyes of these women,

This is also an expression of housekeeping.

"Auntie, how do you sell tomatoes?"

"Five yuan a pound." Seeing the business coming to her door, the old woman greeted her enthusiastically: "Look at my little persimmon, it's very tender! I just picked it in the morning, it's sweet and crunchy. Girl,

You try it."

Tang Yan was not polite and took a small tomato handed over by the old lady. After tasting it, she praised: "Well, it's so sweet and crispy. However, it only costs four yuan in the supermarket! Auntie, can you make it cheaper?"

Among the vendors at the market, there are those who buy goods from the urban and rural development zones and sell them here, and there are also many who come from the surrounding countryside to sell goods. Some of them are quite simple. And this old woman is obviously such a person. She does not doubt Tang Yan's words, just

After hesitating for a moment, he asked: "Girl, these are harmless tomatoes! The market closing time is coming soon. If you buy more, I will give you fifty cents cheaper."

Yin Hui was helpless for a while. She had just asked the price. This old woman's tomatoes were the best and cheapest. This girl actually wanted to exploit her. She is so old. Is it easy to sell a few fruits? I want to say something.

, but seeing Tang Yan’s joyful look while bargaining, I really couldn’t bear to ruin her fun.

Tang Yan stretched out two fingers and said, "Can I buy these?"

"Two kilograms? It's too little. Why don't you buy five kilograms and I'll give you four yuan, do you think that's okay?" The old woman is also a master of business and decided to have a big sale and determine the profit based on sales volume.

"Ah, five kilograms is too much. So much, when will I be able to finish it? How about if I buy three kilograms, four yuan a kilogram?"

"That won't work. Girl, then I'll pay for it."

The two of them went back and forth, haggling over the price for a few cents.

After a ten-minute war of words, Tang Yan finally got two kilograms of tomatoes at the price of three eighty yuan per kilogram, which made the old woman shake her head in distress and kept saying: "It's really a loss, it's really a loss."

Tang Yan was very happy to buy the best tomatoes at the cheapest price. It seemed like something worth showing off. She held the bag and said happily: "Haha, that's awesome!"

Yin Hui was speechless. What was there to be proud of with two kilograms of vegetables? It also made the old woman feel a headache. She probably thought of closing the stall right away, otherwise Tang Yan would never have bought such good tomatoes at such a price.

Tang Yan handed the tomatoes to Yin Hui and was about to pay. She looked left and right and found that there was no change at all. They were all one hundred dollars.

Yin Hui thought sadly, this is the rich man! But, will this girl be despised by the old woman? Such a rich man actually spent so long arguing with her over a few cents.

"Hey, do you have any change?" Tang Yan nudged Yin Hui with her elbow and said quietly: "I just paid my salary, so it's still going."

Yin Hui smiled bitterly, shrugged, opened both trouser pockets, and answered this serious question with vivid facial expressions. Sorry, he is not a person who likes to stuff bank cards, banknotes, and passbooks.

The person in the pocket. And the only picture of Mao Zedong has been laughed at by the unscrupulous bar owner.

"That's it!" Tang Yan's smiling face became a little uneasy. She began to wonder if the guy in front of her wanted to make a fool of herself on purpose, so she couldn't help but look at Yin Hui twice more. The more she looked, the more he looked like her.

The more likely it is.

"Ahem..." Yin Hui coughed twice: "Hey, why are you looking at me all the time? Do you suspect that I deliberately want to see your joke?"

"Hey, don't bring it upon yourself."

"It's not like that. Haven't you seen how innocent my clear eyes are?"

"I didn't see it!" Tang Yan curled her lips and took out a hundred-dollar bill from her wallet: "Auntie, here it is!"

The old woman was startled, opened her mouth and said, "Girl, don't you have any change? Where can I find it?"

Tang Yan didn't even think about it, she just handed the money to the old woman and said, "Then there's no need to look for it."

"What?" The old woman was dumbfounded. Is this girl mentally ill? It cost 100 yuan to buy two kilograms of tomatoes. If you were so generous, why did you bargain for the price just now?

By the time the old woman came to her senses, Tang Yan and the other two had already left. The old woman could only put the money into her pocket helplessly, shaking her head. From the beginning to the end, she did not understand what Tang Yan was thinking.

When they were farther away, Yin Hui asked Tang Yan: "Xiaotangtang, you have water in your head! Wasn't it all in vain that you negotiated the price just now? Fifty yuan a pound of tomatoes, you are really a rich man!"

Tang Yan rolled her eyes and said unhappily: "What do you understand? It's not easy for an old lady to sell things every morning at such an old age. Besides, I'm just bargaining for fun, I don't understand this. You really have no idea.

Loving people!”

Black lines popped out of Yin Hui's head. Damn it, am I unloving, or are you a rich person with weird bad tastes?

Since midnight was approaching, some of the vendors who had been working late at night had already begun to close their stalls and leave. The two of them took the time to scan around and finally bought everything they needed before the end of the day.

Tang Yan said that her favorite food is fish-flavored shredded pork, and she must try Yin Hui’s craftsmanship to see what kind of fish-flavored shredded pork she can make.

As a famous Sichuan dish, fish-flavored shredded pork is naturally not easy to make. To make it authentic, there are naturally some details that are easily overlooked. Such as the size of the shredded pork, pickling, selection of materials, and thickening the sauce, etc.

wait.

Yin Hui lived up to Tang Yan's expectations and worked hard to cook several of her favorite dishes, boiled pork slices, fish-flavored shredded pork, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. While Yin Hui was cooking, she stood at the door of the kitchen.

, watching him busy in the kitchen.

"The man looks so handsome when he is busy." Tang Yan looked at Yin Hui and praised.

Yin Hui put the spoon: "Actually, women are more beautiful when they cook."

Tang Yan pursed her lips in dissatisfaction: "That's your excuse for men not to like cooking."

"hehe."

In fact, Yin Hui himself is not sure whether this is an excuse for men to be lazy, but he believes that if there is a busy shadow of Tang Yan in the kitchen, she must be a beautiful angel.

The meal was ready. Looking at the dishes on the table prepared by Yin Hui himself, Tang Yan was a little unconvinced that a grown man could have such good cooking skills.

"How about it, I didn't lie to you, I said I know how to cook. Come, taste the boiled pork slices." Yin Hui gave Tang Yan the boiled pork slices and put them in her rice bowl.

Tang Yan took a taste, raised her thumbs up, and praised him.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it."

"It's awesome, better than my mother's craftsmanship."

"Why are you comparing me to your mother? She is older than me!"

Tang Yan chuckled and said, "I'm comparing your craftsmanship, not your age!"

Watching Tang Yan devouring the food, Yin Hui felt a sense of satisfaction. Men are like this, they always like to express themselves in front of women. After this meal, she will definitely be obsessed with my craftsmanship, right? Yin Hui thought a little naughty

.

If one day, that person can eat the dishes I cooked by myself and devour them like Tang Yan does now, what a blessing it would be!

"Yin Hui, your girlfriend taught you these, right?" Tang Yan suddenly asked curiously.

After hearing her words, Yin Hui felt sad for a while, can she teach me? He didn't want to mention her again, but he didn't expect that people around him would always mention his previous life intentionally or unintentionally.

"I don't have a girlfriend."

Tang Yan looked up at Yin Hui in astonishment: "No? They were separated, right?"

"She left me."

"Just leave. What's the big deal? If you have a chance to find someone better than her, she will regret it one day and missed such a good man like you."

"Okay, just comfort me."

"No, no one can explain love clearly. When your fate comes, someone will naturally fall in love with you." Tang Yan smiled and gave Yin Hui a chopstick dish.

Yin Hui paused for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked at Tang Yan.
Chapter completed!