Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 426 - 374: Sneaking a Bite and Shifting the Blame, Kids’ Style

Chapter 426: Chapter 374: Sneaking a Bite and Shifting the Blame, Kids’ Style

The fourth cold dish appeared.

And it was already placed on the kids’ table, the only table in the entire place where you could eat in advance, even use your hands directly, without being criticized.

Sure enough, when the Garlic White Pork was placed on the table, ten little kids drinking yogurt greedily jumped off their chairs and stood up, staring eagerly at the plate of pork in the middle of the table.

Even the serving auntie was a bit shocked, "Oh my, you guys have already eaten three dishes?"

Jiang Wenqing patted his chest, "Today is my birthday, these are all my classmates, and I’m treating them!"

For an elementary school child, this wasn’t a serious occasion, it was just a birthday celebration with classmates.

Having a feast in the yard or the restaurant was no different to them than eating chili downstairs in the neighborhood.

The auntie smiled indulgently, "Eat slowly, don’t finish everything before the feast officially starts."

"If we finish it, I’ll open another table!"

Today, Jiang Wenqing was remarkably generous. After saying this, he felt the admiration from his nine classmates and got lost in the feeling, turning around to get another box of yogurt, "Drink as much as you want, there’s plenty of yogurt!"

Wang Heng was next door, watching the kids eat lively and noisily, feeling a bit envious.

"Kids these days have a much better life. When I was young, even having fried cake for a birthday was a treat."

Jingzhou’s development was very slow, and for the children of the ’90s here, even having enough to eat was a problem.

Wang Heng watched the kids’ table with interest and saw that after the plate of pork was placed, a few kids gathered together, seemingly discussing something. He moved closer to hear the students’ conversation.

Jiang Wenqing: "No, I can eat meat but not fatty meat. Eating fatty meat makes me nauseous."

"I can eat fatty meat, but it makes me feel full quickly. If I eat a piece of fatty meat now, I might not be able to eat anything else later," Li Jingyi sighed.

Yang Zihan stared at the plate of fatty meat, "I can eat it. At home, I can eat a pound of head cheese in one meal, the fattier, the better!"

Gasp...

The other nine immediately stared at Zihan with horrified eyes, as if to say: Is there really someone who loves eating fatty meat?

Wang Heng, listening from the side, was thoroughly amused.

But then he thought, with everything plentiful now, it’s normal for people not to like fatty meat.

Jiang Wenqing patted Yang Zihan on the shoulder, "Awesome! I’ll be the first to hand in my homework to you."

The other classmates nodded in agreement, instantly increasing their recognition of this math class representative. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Yang Zihan took a deep breath, "I’ll try a piece first, if it’s good, everyone can eat."

At this moment, the friendship among these elementary school students began to take shape, from a scramble to sharing blessings, although when trouble arises, someone else should go first.

Zihan picked up a large piece of pork, shaking it, and realized it wasn’t as fatty as it seemed.

Without any seasoning, the many slices of pork on the plate appeared entirely white, looking like all fatty slices. Only after Zihan’s close inspection did it become clear that the interlayers had more lean meat.

"Here, class representative, dip it in this to eat."

Jiang Wenqing, embodying the host spirit, brought over a half-bowl of sauce from the middle of the plate to Yang Zihan.

"Okay."

Yang Zihan held the pork slice, dipped it into the sauce as if swishing it around, then opened her mouth wide and lifted her head to pop the slice in.

Her action was interrupted by a sharp voice.

"Oh! Zihan! How can you eat with your hands? I told you not to bring you out, and now look, as soon as you’re out, you forget your manners!"

Yang Zihan’s pork slice hadn’t reached her mouth, her open mouth becoming part of a surprised expression, watching her mom suddenly appear. She thought to herself, wasn’t it me who brought you here? How did it turn out to be you bringing me?

Before Yang Zihan could speak and explain, the pork slice in her hand suddenly vanished as her mom naturally and skillfully bit down and then stuffed the tiny remaining piece into Zihan’s mouth.

Then, holding Zihan’s hand with one and wiping with a tissue with the other.

Yang Zihan was almost dumbfounded.

Come on mom, I didn’t put my hand into the sauce bowl, my hand’s clean, what are you wiping?

But after all, Zihan was just a child. Despite her numerous questions, the moment the Garlic White Pork was popped into her mouth, all those doubts disappeared.

Replaced by a gradually brightening gaze and eager chewing actions.

The sudden stimulation from the garlic paste made her instinctively take a breath, and this breath, along with the slightly sweet and sour sauce, instantly washed away the intensity of the garlic.

As she chewed eagerly, the chilling cold of the chilled pork belly contrasted with the sauce’s heat. The local specialty, Old Chen vinegar of Jingzhou, plus the garlic scent slightly subdued the greasiness of the fatty part, while the lean meat was enhanced by the sweet and sour sauce to bring out an immense freshness.

"Ah..." Yang Zihan swallowed the meat, a bit dazed, "How can it be so delicious."

Not just her, but even Zihan’s mom was extremely surprised.

Because when she rushed over, she somewhat regretted it, as even at home she rarely ate fatty meat.