SIAS Chapter 74.2

At dawn the next day, the Reed Marsh Squad rode their bicycles and set off in a mighty manner.

Why so early?

Last time when they ate at the state-owned restaurant, they heard that the meat buns in the morning were a must-try. So, they got up early today just to eat the fresh and hot buns.

“The steamed buns from the state-owned restaurant, here I come!” Qian Lailai’s excited voice represented the thoughts of four members of the Reed Marsh Squad.

One of the other two people was Yun Guyuan, who had a stern face and his expression could not be seen. He did not express any opinion on this.

The other one was Yi Qingqing. The proportional image of the master chef from the state-owned restaurant was in Yi Qingqing’s skill-teaching space. She had already tasted the buns in the space.

Later, when she was learning to make buns, she ate them many times.

She is only at Level 2 in cooking now. After following Master Wen and correcting many of her previous bad cooking habits, she also learned many of Master Wen’s specialties and secret recipes.

However, Level 2 cooking skills were still very different from Level 5 cooking skills. Her cooking was still not as delicious as Master Wen’s.

In the skill teaching mode, she only tasted the empty taste, without any sense of fullness as if something was always missing. So, Yi Qingqing was a little bit looking forward to going out early to eat buns.

But it was only a little bit. She was far less excited than Qian Lailai and the others.

She went so early because she thought that if she went earlier, she would have more time to get things done.

Seeing how much they were looking forward to it, Yi Qingqing didn’t have the heart to say that the state-owned restaurant didn’t sell steamed buns every day.

Perhaps it was the steamed buns that inspired them to ride very fast. When they could see the buildings in the county town from afar, the morning sun in the sky was still glowing red.

But the state-owned restaurant did not serve steamed buns today, only mantou¹*馒头 (mantou) is also a kind of steamed bun but with no filling inside.

What they want to eat is baozi (steamed bun).

包子 (baozi) is a filled steamed bun that has an outer coating which is a white fluffy breading and a filling in the center (most traditionally a pork-based filling).  and dumpling soup.

They had breakfast together.

Before they parted, Li Mengxue said, “I don’t know when I can go back today. You don’t have to wait for me.”

With the bicycle this time, she wanted to stay in the county town for a while longer.

Yi Qingqing glanced at her and said, “Me too.”

Qian Lailai looked at Li Mengxue and then at Yi Qingqing, raised her chin, and said, “I have something to do too!”

Although her job was to go back early to clean up her private plot and chop firewood, she was determined not to lose to the mysterious Li Mengxue and Yi Qingqing!

Among the other three male comrades, only Zheng Xiaolong was a little worried and didn’t want to let her go alone, but he couldn’t change Li Mengxue’s insistence no matter what he said.

What a joke, she was going to fight in the black market today. Even though she was recognized by Zheng Xiaolong last time, she had no intention of revealing all her cards. She couldn’t tell when it would end in a few days.

Dating was one thing, but money still needed to be earned, and the secrets of the supermarket space must never be told to others, no matter how good the relationship was.

Zheng Xiaolong couldn’t persuade her, so he had to give up, sighed, and left with Chen Zhihe.

Comrade Yun Guyuan just told Yi Qingqing to be careful and left. He didn’t want to use his concern for her as an excuse to restrict her. No matter what she wanted to do, he would support her.

The worst that could happen was that he would just have to put in a little more effort.

 

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The author has something to say:

—Sugar-Sprinkling Little Theater—

Yi Qingqing: What do you think about?

Yun Guyuan: Don’t worry, I won’t follow you, nor will I interfere with you. I will only protect you silently. As humble as I am, can’t my wife call me husband? You can call me husband*. I also don’t mind you calling me husband**.

Yi Qingqing: Dream on!

 

*夫君, Fū​jūn​: (honorific) husband

**相公, Xiàng​gong​: lord / master / young gentleman / male prostitute / catamite / mahjong player disqualified by unintentionally taking in the wrong number of dominoes / (old form of address for one’s husband) husband

 

Translator: Both titles have the same meaning. He is indeed so smart! Haha…

 

 

 

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