Chapter 81: The men who are optimistic are all superficial
Ye Lancheng seemed to realize that he was different. He silently put his hand into his pocket and replied indifferently: "One."
The stall owner himself felt embarrassed for a moment, smiled, and hurriedly went to fry corn for Ye Lancheng.
Ye Lancheng moved to one side and waited, looking towards the direction where An Zhisu was throwing away the trash. There was no trace of his little wife on the other side of the trash can. He looked around and quickly caught An Zhisu, who was grilling squid at a restaurant.
There is a queue in front of the stall.
Ye Lancheng shook his head helplessly and chuckled. He thought that An Zhisu had changed her gender today and was only a vegetarian but not meat. At this time, she ran to find meat to eat.
"Oh my God, he is so handsome, and he is even more handsome when he smiles." Ye Lancheng's smile, even if it was only fleeting, immediately aroused the girls' admiration.
"He looks so rich. I just saw the watch he was wearing. It's a Patek Philippe and costs more than two million." The girl who was traveling with her whispered to her little sister in a low voice.
"So expensive!" The little sister covered her mouth and exclaimed in disbelief: "Rich people also like to visit places like this."
"Don't you understand this? When you get tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, you always want to change your taste. Hey, do you want to go over and strike up a conversation? He seems to be alone." The girl who was traveling with him winked at the little sister.
The little sister was full of love, and while she was hesitating, she heard the stall owner ask the man: "Sir, yours is ready, do you want to put ketchup or salad dressing?"
Ye Lancheng didn't know what flavor An Zhisu wanted to eat. He said wait a moment, then took out his mobile phone and called An Zhisu.
"Ketchup or salad dressing?" Ye Lancheng asked bluntly when the phone was connected.
"Ketchup, no salad dressing, salad dressing doesn't taste good." An Zhisu chose immediately.
Ye Lancheng hummed, hung up the phone and said to the boss: "Ketchup."
"Okay." The stall owner neatly applied a layer of ketchup, put it in a paper bag and handed it to Ye Lancheng. Ye Lancheng paid the money and went to find An Zhisu.
"It turns out he has a master. Hey, why are the handsome guys these days all the boyfriends of other people?" The two little sisters who were whispering sighed with regret.
The girl who was still thinking about striking up a conversation with Ye Lancheng just now followed Ye Lancheng's back in disappointment, and saw him walking up to a girl. The girl held up the squid skewer in her hand and handed it to him. He lowered his head and took a bite.
I don’t mind the girl’s saliva, she looks intimate and loving.
"My girlfriend is also very beautiful. Sure enough, good-looking men are superficial. If I find a girlfriend who wants to be so good-looking, why should those of us who are not good-looking enough live?" The girl's companion said in envy again.
A long sigh of jealousy and hatred.
The girl withdrew her envious gaze. Compared with thousands of ordinary girls like them, there are some noble men who are on the same line as them. It is a great fate to be able to meet them among thousands of people, but it is only
That's all.
At this time, An Zhisu didn't know that she had become the envy of others. With the handsome man on her side, all she could see in her eyes were crispy corn cobs and fragrant squid rings. Beauty and other things were just clouds.
"Why do you like eating these so much?" Ye Lancheng helped her hold the corn cobs and asked when he saw how satisfied she was with the food.
An Zhisu said vaguely: "I grew up eating these. When I was in Sioux City, my mother's cheongsam shop was across a small river from the snack street. I went there to eat it every day. The taste was better than here.
Okay, I'll take you to eat next time."
"Okay." Ye Lancheng's indifferent tone was tainted with a layer of expectation.
For him, what attracts him is not these ordinary snacks, but An Zhisu's smile and the feeling of sharing her favorite food with An Zhisu. He likes to see An Zhisu smile, as bright as the sun.
An Zhisu ate all the way while shopping, completely exposing her foodie nature. Ye Lancheng was fed by her one bite at a time, and he was full from eating on the street to the end of the street. Finally, when An Zhisu strolled to North Street
, holding a cup of red bean milk tea in his hand.
North Street is a night market street. At night, there are small stalls selling various things on both sides of the street. Ye Lancheng is not interested in these small things, but An Zhisu enjoys shopping. He looks here and there, and he is happy even if he doesn't buy anything.
.
Ye Lancheng was not in a hurry to go back, so he held her hand and strolled leisurely with her. The two of them walked from the street to the end of the street. An Zhisu was suddenly attracted by a street stall at the end of the street, and pulled Ye Lancheng to go shopping.
It was a stall selling handicrafts. The items sold were very miscellaneous. Most of them were household items, such as tablecloths, coasters, sofa cushions, and even toilet seats. There were also some handmade bags, hats and
Gloves.
The items for sale are not unusual, but what is strange is the hand-made embroidery on those items. An Zhisu always has sharp eyes, and he can tell at a glance that these are secondary processed handicrafts, and the embroidery on them was embroidered later. An Zhisu
Su was surprised by the vividness of the embroidery. She picked up a coaster and looked at it. There was a koi embroidered on it. The red and white koi was embroidered as if it came alive. An Zhisu could imagine that if it were a
Put a transparent glass water cup on top of this coaster, and the water will pass through it
Looking at this koi in the water in the cup, it looks like a fish swimming underwater, and the artistic conception is very beautiful.
"Miss, do you like this coaster?" The stall owner is a girl younger than An Zhisu. She has two small dimples when she smiles, giving people a friendly feeling.
An Zhisu was far more interested in embroidery than the coaster itself. She asked curiously: "Did you embroider the embroidery on it?"
The little girl nodded shyly: "Yes, the embroidery is not good."
"No, no, your embroidery is very good." An Zhisu nodded quickly and became more interested in the little girl: "How old are you? Don't you go to school anymore?"
"No, I'm twenty-two." Although the little girl found An Zhisu's question strange, she answered it honestly.
An Zhisu felt sorry for her, and then asked: "Then you usually make a living by setting up a stall?"
The little girl nodded again, revealing her two dimples: "Yes, Miss, do you like the embroidery on it?"
"I like it very much." An Zhisu nodded affirmatively: "Your embroidery skills are very good, who did you learn them from?"
No one came to buy anything at this time, so the little girl started chatting with An Zhisu: "I learned it from my grandma. My academic performance was not good. Grandma was afraid that I didn't have any cooking skills, so she taught me when I was very young.
Embroidered.”
"Your grandma is so amazing, and so are you." An Zhisu had an inexplicable liking for the little girl. The little girl sheepishly thanked An Zhisu.