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Chapter 677 - 325 A Dime’s Worth of Hot and Spicy Soup_1

Chapter 677: Chapter 325 A Dime’s Worth of Hot and Spicy Soup_1

The little town of Sancha River was built by the wharf. Once you pass the village wall from the wharf, a small road about 200 meters long leads you right into the street.

There was only this one street in the little town, and the street ended at its westernmost point. The scent of fried dough sticks and onion pancakes frying on the breakfast stalls across the street has already wafted over.

The vendors who sold the Hot and Spicy Soup were familiar faces. Seeing them approaching, they greeted from far, "Boss Yan, have you had breakfast? How about a bowl of Hot and Spicy Soup!"

Yan Fei also smiled, "Exactly what we came for! Two bowls of Hot and Spicy Soup, a dime for fried dough sticks, a dime for fried dumplings, a dime for onion pancake. Also, bring a bamboo steamer full of xiao long baos!"

The vendor was stunned, "Just the two of you, can you finish all?"

Yan Fei shrugged indifferently, "Not too hungry this morning, maybe we will eat less. Hurry up, boss..."

Seeing his insistence, the vendor could only start preparing the food. A dime gets you a small basket of fried dough sticks and onion pancakes, around ten or so fried dumplings for a dime, plus the xiao long baos. Onlookers marveled at the spread before them, those who knew them were utterly impressed: true big boss, he certainly eats more than others!

Having spent enough time with Yan Fei, the young lady had learned to masterfully ignore the surprised gazes from bystanders.

What’s more, she even looked quite pleased. She is no fool and knew that Yan Fei had ordered so much so that she could try a bit of everything. In some ways, being with a foodie does have its perks, you won’t have to worry about having leftovers if you fancy trying multiple dishes.

When the food was served, Yan Fei looked at the Hot and Spicy Soup and began to reflect nostalgically, "Back in the day, I could get a large bowl for just a dime, but now prices have skyrocketed!"

Seeing him feign deep concerns over national and public affairs, the young lady, who was secretly enjoying her own slice of happiness, couldn’t help but giggle, "When are you talking about? Would they really serve you for a dime?"

With an air of reminiscence, Yan Fei sighed, "Ah! It’s been quite some years. This was all back when I was a child. Back then, the Hot and Spicy Soup was selling for a dime a bowl, but even if you couldn’t finish one, they’d serve in smaller portions for less money."

These words weren’t unfounded. Even now some vendors offered this service. However, as living standards have been improving, those who come out for breakfast tend to be in better financial situation, often unwilling to fuss over small differences in prices, not caring much about having a couple more sips of their soup for free.

Miss Xu Xiaoyan didn’t know all this because she had never eaten out in her childhood. Unlike Yan Fei, who grew up with his grandfather. Even when his blacksmith shop wasn’t thriving, the old man had decent savings to spend on meals. They’d eat out whenever cooking felt like a chore, with the old man often taking Yan Fei along.

Seeing Yan Fei pretending to be nostalgic, the young lady couldn’t stop laughing.

Given that people were eating near them, she didn’t want to laugh out loud. Lowering her head, trying to suppress her giggle, she said mildly annoyed, "Can’t you just eat quietly? People might think you’re some old man if they didn’t know any better!"

Yan Fei acted as though he didn’t hear what she said, and continued to feign his sentimentality, "Times have changed. I used to be satisfied with a dime’s worth of soup, and now even though I can afford a large bowl, the prices are climbing too fast, it’s almost unreachable..."

The vendor’s stall was not particularly large tucked away in the street. Overhearing Yan Fei, the vendor, just as he finished serving another customer, turned and joked, "If even you, Boss Yan, think my prices are too high, who else is there left for me to serve my soup to?"

The young lady shot a glance full of blame at the mischievous Yan Fei in front of her before ultimately deciding to ignore him. She delicately picked up a xiao long bao and began to eat.

Nearly a mouthful in, she looked up to find him making faces at her again...

She spooned out some soup to cool and seeing him doing that, she couldn’t help but glare at him, "What are you doing? If you have something to say, just say it. What’s with the faces?"

Yan Fei didn’t speak, and continued to gesture behind her.

She turned her head, only to see a thin young man grinning ear to ear, with two large buckets of Hot and Spicy Soup, standing by another Hot and Spicy Soup stall close by, waiting to refill the soup pot.

The Hot and Spicy Soup stand he was delivering to actually tasted more authentic than where Yan Fei and the young lady had chosen to eat. Clearly, that stall was busier with more patrons, so they were able to ’dominate’ a small square table for themselves. However, the other stall was so packed that every table was fully occupied with four people.

But these two would never go to that stall, regardless of how good their food might be.

The young lady glanced at him and looked away. She ignored Yan Fei, then turned back and continued to sip her soup.

The moment Yan Fei noticed that the young lady was upset, he quickly apologized softly, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, don’t be mad! We are in a crowd, we don’t want to attract attention. Let’s not work today, I will take you for a boat ride to the county..."

She drank her soup in one gulp, and seeing Yan Fei’s overly cautious behavior, she burst into laughter, "My, you look hilarious! All of it’s in the past, what have I got to be mad about? I’m upset because you’re acting foolishly. There are so many people; you’re Yanfei the boss, can’t you be more mindful of your image? If people saw your silly face right now, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?"

At her words, Yan Fei couldn’t help but chuckle.

The Hot and Spicy Soup seller was surnamed Liu, and that thin young man who carried the soup was exactly the opposite of Yan Fei. Yan Fei, at 14 or 15, looked like he was 18 or 19. But that young man looked 14 or 15 while actually in his twenties.

He also had a bit of a physical disability, and his mind wasn’t very sharp. He had a tendency to drool when he spoke.

Last summer, right after Xu Xiaoyan had finished her high school final exam, the matchmaker in town who was infamously known as Granny Dazui, approached the Xu family to suggest a match to Xu Xiaoyan, and that was the family she was implying, the family of the Liu. This was why, when Yan Fei noticed that young man delivering soup, he made those faces at the young lady.

Although the incident has passed and the parties involved, including Miss Xu Xiaoyan, was now indifferent to it, she wouldn’t forget it entirely. So there was no way they would choose that family’s stall.

The young lady was surprisingly forgiving, she even softly advised Yan Fei, "He’s quite pitiful, make sure you don’t do anything to his family!"

"You don’t trust me, I’m upset!" Yan Fei expressed his discontent. "It’s all in the past. If I wanted revenge, I wouldn’t have waited until now. It was Granny Dazui who started this mess in the first place; I can tell the difference."

The young lady smiled sweetly at him, not believing he would be upset at all, "Didn’t you say earlier we had to go to the county for something?"

"There’s nothing important, I just figured we got the boat now and nowhere to go with it. We can’t just boat around aimlessly, can we?" Yan Fei found his argument quite convincing. "Let’s go to the county for a stroll, we can pay a visit to Fifth Brother, get a free meal at noon, and head back in the afternoon!"

"They are building the house in the field, Uncle Ming said they could start constructing the greenhouse today or tomorrow. And there’s also that thing with the investment, wouldn’t it be bad if they can’t find you when you’re not around?" the young lady expressed her concern.