In the bank’s break room.
The operations manager, Ling, noticed Lin Jiahui sitting absent-mindedly, not taking up her chopsticks.
There seed to be traces of tears on her face...
Concerned, she asked, "Jiahui, are you okay?"
Lin Jiahui turned her face away and brushed away the tear marks with her hand, responding hoarsely, "I... I’m fine..."
"Oh... as long as you’re fine... you should eat now, or it will get cold."
"Okay, thank you, Ling."
Lin Jiahui nodded, opened the porridge lid of her century egg and lean at porridge, and untied the food bag of the pan-fried buns.
The long-sealed aroma wafted out instantly.
The rich scent of the at mixed with the fresh sll of sesa and green onions, along with the savory aroma of the rice porridge.
"Slls good! What is it?"
The sushi in Du Xinyan’s mouth suddenly lost its appeal.
She stood up and followed the scent to its source, seeing the still steaming century egg lean at porridge and pan-fried buns on Lin Jiahui’s table.
These pan-fried buns were golden in color, each one round and plump.
The green onions and sesa seeds decorated the golden white dough, with the golden side being slightly thicker yet crispy.
And the century egg and lean at porridge.
The rice was white and crystalline, the at strips tender and red, appealing green vegetable bits, and smooth century egg pieces hidden in the colorful porridge.
It was mouthwatering~
But, why did this aroma feel familiar?
"Jiahui, where did you buy these pan-fried buns and century egg lean at porridge? I could sll it from afar, it’s even more appetizing than my sushi."
Su Lulu: "..."
I treated you to sushi, yet you run to soone else saying their pan-fried buns are more fragrant.
Aren’t you trying to embarrass on purpose?
Ling, who had long been tempted by the aroma, was smiling as she heard Du Xinyan speak up:
"Can they even be the sa? Your sushi has a light aroma, while their pan-fried buns sll incredibly enticing. That’s the charm of Huaxia cuisine!"
Su Lulu said, "Hey! Ling, you just don’t understand the deliciousness of sushi."
"I think Ling makes a good point too..." Du Xinyan accidentally voiced her true feelings.
Oh!
Du Xinyan, whose side are you on?
Su Lulu shot her a death glare, and Du Xinyan gave an awkward smile.
"I bought it from a new shop called ’So Delicious’ on West City Old Street," Lin Jiahui replied politely.
So Delicious?!
Oh my!
After searching thousands of tis, suddenly looking back, that shop was on West City Old Street.
Moreover, she had visited there...
Du Xinyan pouted, looking at Su Lulu with mixed feelings.
Why look at ?!
Isn’t the luxury sushi platter worth over 300 yuan not appetizing?
Su Lulu stuffed the sushi from her hand into Du Xinyan’s mouth.
While eating the sushi, in her mind, Du Xinyan could only think about the pan-fried buns.
Looking to foster good relations with her colleagues, Lin Jiahui smiled and invited them, "Ling, Xinyan, Lulu, I haven’t started eating yet; do you want to try so?"
"Then I won’t be shy..." Ling rubbed her hands together.
Upon hearing this, Du Xinyan’s eyes lit up.
Is it really possible for to taste it?
Su Lulu kept waving her hands: "No thanks, I actually hate century eggs, I don’t even touch century egg lean at porridge."
"Lulu, then you should try the pan-fried buns!"
Looking at the pan-fried bun being handed over, Su Lulu initially wanted to refuse, but if she refused again, it seed she was being too unfriendly.
She accepted it: "Thank you."
She took a gentle bite.
The fragrant soup flowed out from the thin dough, a taste of sesa and green onion filling her mouth.
Besides the savory taste, there was a hint of sweetness.
As she chewed, the soft dough enveloped the delicious, fragrant at filling, the bottom baked to a golden crispness...
Having tasted nurous delicacies since childhood, she never expected to be captivated by a small pan-fried bun at this mont.
A satisfied smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of her lips.
Du Xinyan and Ling each took a disposable plastic spoon, scooped up a spoonful of century egg lean at porridge.
They slowly put it in their mouths.
They savored it carefully.
Delicate, silky, tender, it tasted soft and glutinous in the mouth, the pork was fresh and aty.
The century egg was smooth, appetizing, and the vegetable bits soft and fragrant.
Together, it seed to burst like electricity on the tongue, directly impacting the taste buds and brain.
Ahhh~
So delicious!
Boohoo~
This is the best century egg lean at porridge Du Xinyan has ever tasted in her life!
With just one bite, her tongue felt like it might be bitten off.
But she once had a sincere recomndation right in front of her that she didn’t appreciate; it was only when it was gone that she regretted it deeply—there’s no greater sorrow in life than this.
If heaven could give her another chance, she would say three words to those custors: "I trust you."
At this mont, she finally understood what those custors were talking about.
Indeed, she now felt she’d missed out on a fortune.
Indeed, she now regretted not going in to buy!
"Wow, it’s too good to drink, Lulu, you have to try it."
"Is it that exaggerated?" Su Lulu said dryly.
Du Xinyan bead, calling out, "Lulu, co try it, it’s really so good."
Ling also enthusiastically recomnded, "It’s really good, no eggy sll at all."
Already conquered by the pan-fried bun, Su Lulu hesitated for a while and walked over, "Is it really that delicious? I must state beforehand, I don’t want century egg."
She was persuaded and tried a small spoonful, intentionally avoiding the century egg.
Then...
Her eyes glead.
The taste was flavorful and chewy, with a particularly soft texture, the porridge broth infused with the century egg’s flavor—not eggy, but rich and aromatic.
Despite always hating century eggs, she even scooped up a few pieces of century egg and ate them.
The century egg pieces were soft, slippery, fresh, and bouncy, completely overturning her understanding of century eggs.
Ling teased, "Isn’t the century egg delicious?!"
"Delicious."
These two words were already her highest praise.
After tasting, they quietly returned to their seats.
Although still wanting more, it wasn’t possible to eat more, as it was Lin Jiahui’s lunch.
But the feeling of tasting without being satisfied was truly tornting!
Du Xinyan decided right away, "Tonight I’ll eat this pan-fried bun and century egg lean at porridge and enjoy it to the fullest."
"Alright! Then at that ti, Xinyan, call , and we’ll buy it together."
Ling quickly agreed, then turned to ask Su Lulu and Lin Jiahui, "Lulu, Jiahui, do you two want to join us?"
Lin Jiahui was a bit bewildered.
Considering Ling was the most senior and highest-ranking in the break room.
She usually only greeted her with a "Jiahui" casually when they t, lacking any personal interaction.
Yet she’s so talkative.
But work is like this; in a bank, you have to slowly get familiar with people.
She had worried about this for a long ti but had never found the right breakthrough.
She looked down at the half-eaten, disheveled but still tempting century egg lean at porridge and slowly smiled.
Unexpectedly, she managed to have the leader inviting her to dinner, just with a small bowl of century egg lean at porridge and a few pan-fried buns.
Unexpectedly, to blend into the leader’s circle, sotis you only need a pan-fried bun and a bowl of century egg lean at porridge.
She readily agreed: "Sure!"
Su Lulu hesitated for a mont: "Okay."
"Yay... then it’s settled happily, after work, let’s et in the lobby."
Thinking of the enjoyable evening feast, Du Xinyan was as happy as a 200-jin kid.
Lin Jiahui lowered her head, slowly savoring the half-bowl of century egg lean at porridge.
So fragrant!
It really is so fragrant!
However, life always has so many regrets, only after a long ti has passed, do you realize the aning of that person and the value of that ti.
Yet that person, that ti, has long gone far away in life, never to be encountered again...
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