Jiang Ran also got off the bed and took out a jar from the middle bunk.
Inside the jar were pickles she made herself and another jar of fernted sauce.
Opening these up to eat with the al later on would improve the taste of the not-so-good food quite a bit.
The flavors of the pickles and fernted sauce were quite strong.
As soon as they were opened, the aroma filled the entire compartnt.
The elderly man sitting opposite and the young man beside him both glanced over.
With both of them staring, Jiang Ran remained calm as ever.
In both her past and present life, she had been stared at for quite so ti.
With just two people staring, she was naturally very composed.
Before long, Pei Yang returned with the als.
There was rice, vegetables, and also a serving of stead noodles.
Although the dishes weren’t particularly delicious, with pickles and fernted sauce, even the most ordinary als beca tasty.
The fernted sauce seed to have been pickled and then stir-fried with sesa oil.
While being fried, pieces of fatty and lean pork were also added.
The aroma was simply irresistible.
Even a bowl of plain boiled noodles would taste delicious with a spoonful of this fernted sauce.
The three of them ate quietly, but the smiles and satisfaction on their faces were undeniable.
Of course, that’s also because they weren’t trying to hide it at all.
Pei Jing would take a bite, then glance at Jiang Ran, smiling at her.
Anyone looking at Pei Jing’s expression could guess what Pei Jing ant, even if he didn’t speak.
At this mont, the elderly man spoke.
"Comrade, could you spare so of your fernted sauce and pickles for us?"
Hearing the elder’s words, Jiang Ran looked over at him.
The elder had a gentle smile, and he exuded a very calm deanor.
The two n beside the elder seed like they wanted to say sothing, but for so reason, they didn’t, and their expressions were particularly complicated.
Jiang Ran’s gaze swept over the two, finally settling on the elder.
"It’s just so sauce and pickles, no need to talk about buying or not."
Jiang Ran said, passing over both jars.
When Jiang Ran and the others had eaten, they used a clean spoon to scoop the sauce and pickles into their bowls.
So at this mont, passing the jars over didn’t bring any psychological burden to Jiang Ran.
If they were to still mind, it might be better if they didn’t eat it anyway.
The elder, without a hint of disdain, took so and placed it into his lunchbox.
In the elder’s lunchbox were stead noodles.
After scooping so, the elder looked at the two people beside him, "Do you want so?"
Upon hearing this, both nodded and stepped forward to scoop so for themselves.
After scooping, Xiao Wang placed the two jars back in front of Jiang Ran and the others, "Thank you."
Aside from when they first got on the train, Xiao Wang’s behavior was acceptable afterward, so Jiang Ran didn’t show him any coldness, rely nodding in response.
Over there, the elder was already eating.
After just one bite, the elder gave Jiang Ran a thumbs up, "Delicious! Did you make this yourselves?"
Before Jiang Ran could respond, Pei Yang spoke up, "Of course, my sister-in-law made this, and her cooking is the best!"
If no one had tasted the fernted sauce and pickles, one might think Pei Yang was boasting.
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