Bridgehead Restaurant.
Tian Xiang generously put out a piece of nine cents, letting ng Cheng’an order whatever he wanted.
Coming here to work, Hu Honglian had given her daughter five yuan for als.
Tian Xiang exchanged three yuan for al tickets, spent one di on breakfast buns, and had one yuan and nine cents left, which she showed all of it, not hiding a single cent.
Today, the Bridgehead Restaurant’s nu includes stead pork with rice flour, braised fish pieces, braised pig’s trotters, and the regular sautéed twice-cooked pork and shredded lean pork, along with four seasonal side dishes and two soups.
Main courses are white rice, stead buns, rolls, noodles, and special baked pancakes.
ng Cheng’an’s gaze hovered over a few side dishes, then he asked her, "What do you like to eat?"
Tian Xiang stared at the words "braised pig’s trotter", "How about we get this?"
"Okay."
"And so stead pork with rice flour."
"Sure."
"Let’s have pancakes as the main dish, start with three, add more if needed."
"Alright."
Tian Xiang: "Is that enough?"
ng Cheng’an looked at the two at dishes and suggested, "How about getting a soup too?"
Tian Xiang nodded, "How about atball soup?"
ng Cheng’an: "..."
Looks like she really likes at!
Well, it’s hard for people not to like at, only he is special, not fitting in.
ng Cheng’an: "Vegetable egg soup maybe, to cut the grease."
Tian Xiang: "Yeah, that works."
With eggs, it’s still a bit hearty.
One paid, the other gave the tickets.
Two dishes, one soup, and three pancakes totaled one yuan and four cents.
Great, there’s still five cents left.
Soon, the dishes were served.
Tian Xiang ate a piece of at, then a bite of pancake, savoring each bite.
However, she soon noticed ng Cheng’an on the other side ate little at, his bowl was mostly soup and vegetables.
Tian Xiang: "Why aren’t you eating at? Eat up!"
This kind of dish, you only get to eat during the New Year.
ng Cheng’an: "I am eating." He said, picking up a piece of sweet potato from beneath the stead pork with rice flour.
Tian Xiang: "Eat the at!" This person is being too polite.
Tian Xiang took a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo cylinder, picked a large piece intending to give it to him.
ng Cheng’an’s expression changed, using his hand to cover the bowl.
Tian Xiang: "???"
ng Cheng’an lowered his head, hesitated a mont, then said, "I’m not really fond of at."
Tian Xiang: "???"
Did she hear wrong? How could there be soone in the world who doesn’t like at?
This...
"Why didn’t you say earlier!" Apart from that soup, everything ordered was at!
Tian Xiang: "Let’s order two more dishes then."
She still had five cents, she could afford it.
ng Cheng’an: "No need."
Tian Xiang: "How co there’s no need? Since I’m hosting, you should eat well and drink well."
ng Cheng’an didn’t fuss about ordering anymore, instead putting down his chopsticks and asking her, "Do you think I’m strange?"
A little, yes.
But...
"Well, to each their own. Even though it’s all at, I don’t like lamb. You don’t like pork, it’s nothing, very normal."
Tian Xiang thought he just didn’t like pork.
ng Cheng’an didn’t explain further, just pursed his lips and quietly smiled.
Tian Xiang put down a piece of bone, "Why are you laughing?"
This sly one, always elusive, she hadn’t said anything wrong, yet he was chuckling there.
ng Cheng’an: "I find you quite strange too."
Tian Xiang: "What’s strange about ?"
ng Cheng’an shook his head.
He didn’t want to say.
Back when he first started working, colleagues mocked him for being sick when they heard he didn’t like at.
But she just said, to each their own.
ng Cheng’an: "How about ordering so napa cabbage?"
"Sure."
The two ordered more dishes.
After that bit, ng Cheng’an relaxed a lot more, even took the initiative to tell Tian Xiang: "I’m colorblind, the job at the chanical Factory was thanks to my grandpa’s recomndation letter from the director. Usually, I don’t do drawing work, just other tasks. Can you keep today’s matter a secret for ?"
Tian Xiang asked softly, "How many people know about this?"
ng Cheng’an: "Clearly aware of the situation are only you and my grandpa. Whether others suspect or noticed, I’m not sure."
Tian Xiang: "I think Lu Feng suspects you." Otherwise, he wouldn’t have done this.
ng Cheng’an nodded, "I’ll be more careful in the future."
Tian Xiang also suspected Chen Yong knew since it was him who talked about ng Cheng’an’s troubles.
But after two days of interaction, Tian Xiang found Chen Yong’s character not great, but his intentions seed not bad.
She’d find a chance to ask privately.
Tian Xiang: "Don’t worry, I’m very good at keeping things to myself."
ng Cheng’an nodded.
While waiting for dishes, Tian Xiang softly asked him, "I an no offense, just pure curiosity. Can you not see any color at all? Is it like in your vision everything is like a photo, just black, white, and gray?"
ng Cheng’an looked up at her.
In the past, indeed, his vision only had black, white, and gray.
But now, because of soone special, what he saw was a bit different.
ng Cheng’an: "What color is your scarf?"
Tian Xiang glanced at it in confusion, "Red."
So, this is red.
ng Cheng’an: "And your clothes?"
Tian Xiang was wearing an almond-colored background coat with red and white plaid stripes today.
She pointed to the colors on it one by one for ng Cheng’an, this is red, this is white, the base is beige, also called almond.
Tian Xiang was more and more puzzled, "Why are you asking this?"
ng Cheng’an: "I want to know the nas corresponding to these colors."
Huh?
But you’re unable to see colors, what’s the point in asking.
However, she didn’t say much more, afraid she might offend her.
Just then, the newly ordered greens arrived.
Tian Xiang directly pushed it in front of him, "Hurry up and eat."
Then she bit into another pig’s trotter herself.
ng Cheng’an took a bite of vegetables, a bite of pancake, his gaze occasionally lingering on Tian Xiang.
Actually, he wanted to ask about her love of at and her talkative little mouth, what color it was, not quite red, but very pretty.
But he knew that was abrupt, impolite.
The two had a pleasant al.
Since ng Cheng’an didn’t like at, Tian Xiang couldn’t finish the two big dishes alone, and packed half of them to take ho for her parents.
Leaving the restaurant, since it was still early, Tian Xiang didn’t let ng Cheng’an see her off, planning to go back herself.
When parting, ng Cheng’an said, "Today, you..."
He pointed at Tian Xiang’s head, "A new hairstyle?"
Tian Xiang was stunned for a mont, then suddenly rembered. Earlier, she had drawn eyebrows to make herself look ugly and tied a ponytail up high.
After things worked out later, she only removed the eyebrows, forgetting about the hair.
Tian Xiang patted her forehead, "Work needs, forgot to undo it."
Saying this, she reached for her hair.
ng Cheng’an got on his bicycle, casually said, "It’s okay, it’s quite cute."
After saying that, he rode off, the corners of his mouth lifting, getting bigger and bigger, eventually chuckling quietly.
Tian Xiang bewilderedly watched the departing figure, then blushed, muttering softly, "This sly one, is he really complinting or just teasing ?"
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