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Chapter 58 Food
Chapter 58 Food
About four or ten minutes later, Song Feifei went to the appointment on time.
Picking up Song Qingqing's unfinished milk tea and taking a sip, she felt very satisfied.
"Sister, where are you going to take me for dinner?" Song Feifei looked at her eagerly, very curious.
You must know that she has learned to dance since elementary school, and the food she eats is low in oil and salt. She feels that her taste buds have weakened a lot, but she is used to it.
Now, if Song Qingqing took her to a place she had never been to for a little indulgence, it would definitely be nice.
"Haven't you never been to the food street at the back door of our school? I'll take you there tonight." Song Qingqing always remembered.
"Okay, then I'll eat a little bit of everything, and I can lose weight by exercising more tomorrow." Song Feifei thought it was a good place, but it turned out to be the food court at the back gate of Qingcheng University.
But she hasn't been there anyway, so it's a good time to see new things.
The two moved to the food street at the back door, sand tea noodles, fried sea oysters, tofu and lotus seeds, fried ice cream, pot stickers, roasted trotters, roasted cold noodles...
Countless, everything.
In short, every food is delicious, I really don't know where to start.
Although it is summer vacation at this time, there are still many people in the food street. Thirty to forty percent of the students stayed in school to study or found a job in Qingcheng as a work-study program.
The breeze is blowing at night, which is the perfect time to go out for food. Of course, you can't miss it in the hot summer.
Song Qingqing queued for a while at the grilled pig's trotters and ordered a roasted pig's trotters.
"Try a bite, slow collagen is good for the skin." As he spoke, Song Qingqing brought the freshly baked roasted pig's trotters to Song Feifei's mouth for her to taste.
After taking a bite, it was full of cumin seeds, and the mouth was full of fragrance, "Well, it's really delicious, special Q bomb."
Song Qingqing laughed, "Then you eat more, there are many other delicacies ahead, try a little of each one, next time you can bring your classmates here to try, they will definitely forget about losing weight."
Song Feifei nodded vigorously. She ate two-thirds of a pig's trotter, and she still couldn't get enough of it.
Seeing the grilled cold noodles that he hasn't eaten for a long time, Song Qingqing must not miss the opportunity to introduce it to Song Feifei.
"Boss, I want a grilled cold noodle with crab chops, enoki mushrooms, and tenderloin." Song Qingqing agreed to eat, but he was quite knowledgable.
"Okay." The boss was very straightforward.
After waiting for a few minutes, a hot grilled cold noodle is ready.
Song Feifei felt that she had lived in vain for so many years, and there were so many delicious foods.
But dancing is what she chooses because she likes it, and it is impossible to just give up.
After eating a piece of grilled cold noodles, Song Feifei felt that she couldn't eat like this anymore.
I ordered a serving of fruit at the fruit store, which are all digestible fruits such as cucumbers and bananas.
"What else do you want to eat? If you don't want to eat, we will go home. I haven't been back for several weeks, and my parents won't be angry." When it comes to going home for dinner every weekend, Song Qingqing really thinks Ashamed of my father.
I promised well before, but now I have it for a month, and I haven't seen her go back yet.
"It's okay, I have been here for a week, and my parents haven't said anything. And the reason I don't want to stay at home is nothing more than I don't want to listen to my father's nagging. I finally ran out. How could it be so easy? Go back." Song Feifei shook her head, not caring at all.
"Forget it, I happen to be fine tomorrow. Let's go back and have a meal. If you want to continue coming to my side, you can come here." Song Qingqing thinks that children are just children, and they haven't seen through some things yet.
When I was so big, I really felt that my parents were not good at this or that, but when I grew up, I looked away.
(End of this chapter)
About four or ten minutes later, Song Feifei went to the appointment on time.
Picking up Song Qingqing's unfinished milk tea and taking a sip, she felt very satisfied.
"Sister, where are you going to take me for dinner?" Song Feifei looked at her eagerly, very curious.
You must know that she has learned to dance since elementary school, and the food she eats is low in oil and salt. She feels that her taste buds have weakened a lot, but she is used to it.
Now, if Song Qingqing took her to a place she had never been to for a little indulgence, it would definitely be nice.
"Haven't you never been to the food street at the back door of our school? I'll take you there tonight." Song Qingqing always remembered.
"Okay, then I'll eat a little bit of everything, and I can lose weight by exercising more tomorrow." Song Feifei thought it was a good place, but it turned out to be the food court at the back gate of Qingcheng University.
But she hasn't been there anyway, so it's a good time to see new things.
The two moved to the food street at the back door, sand tea noodles, fried sea oysters, tofu and lotus seeds, fried ice cream, pot stickers, roasted trotters, roasted cold noodles...
Countless, everything.
In short, every food is delicious, I really don't know where to start.
Although it is summer vacation at this time, there are still many people in the food street. Thirty to forty percent of the students stayed in school to study or found a job in Qingcheng as a work-study program.
The breeze is blowing at night, which is the perfect time to go out for food. Of course, you can't miss it in the hot summer.
Song Qingqing queued for a while at the grilled pig's trotters and ordered a roasted pig's trotters.
"Try a bite, slow collagen is good for the skin." As he spoke, Song Qingqing brought the freshly baked roasted pig's trotters to Song Feifei's mouth for her to taste.
After taking a bite, it was full of cumin seeds, and the mouth was full of fragrance, "Well, it's really delicious, special Q bomb."
Song Qingqing laughed, "Then you eat more, there are many other delicacies ahead, try a little of each one, next time you can bring your classmates here to try, they will definitely forget about losing weight."
Song Feifei nodded vigorously. She ate two-thirds of a pig's trotter, and she still couldn't get enough of it.
Seeing the grilled cold noodles that he hasn't eaten for a long time, Song Qingqing must not miss the opportunity to introduce it to Song Feifei.
"Boss, I want a grilled cold noodle with crab chops, enoki mushrooms, and tenderloin." Song Qingqing agreed to eat, but he was quite knowledgable.
"Okay." The boss was very straightforward.
After waiting for a few minutes, a hot grilled cold noodle is ready.
Song Feifei felt that she had lived in vain for so many years, and there were so many delicious foods.
But dancing is what she chooses because she likes it, and it is impossible to just give up.
After eating a piece of grilled cold noodles, Song Feifei felt that she couldn't eat like this anymore.
I ordered a serving of fruit at the fruit store, which are all digestible fruits such as cucumbers and bananas.
"What else do you want to eat? If you don't want to eat, we will go home. I haven't been back for several weeks, and my parents won't be angry." When it comes to going home for dinner every weekend, Song Qingqing really thinks Ashamed of my father.
I promised well before, but now I have it for a month, and I haven't seen her go back yet.
"It's okay, I have been here for a week, and my parents haven't said anything. And the reason I don't want to stay at home is nothing more than I don't want to listen to my father's nagging. I finally ran out. How could it be so easy? Go back." Song Feifei shook her head, not caring at all.
"Forget it, I happen to be fine tomorrow. Let's go back and have a meal. If you want to continue coming to my side, you can come here." Song Qingqing thinks that children are just children, and they haven't seen through some things yet.
When I was so big, I really felt that my parents were not good at this or that, but when I grew up, I looked away.
(End of this chapter)
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