Making Sour Plum Drink the Old Way

After eating, she rubbed her bloated belly, happily opened her phone, and replied: [This bowl of rice wasn't made by me, but by an eatery in the middle of the black market. If I could make this, I would willingly burn incense and worship the Bodhisattva.]

[Wow, such a delicious portion of fried rice only costs fifteen yuan. The boss is truly kind-hearted. I want to marry the boss.]

At this moment, Aunt Lin and her friends also arrived. Aunt Lin asked, "Yinuo, do you have any sour plum drink left? Everyone wants to buy some."

Aunt Wang nodded repeatedly. "Yes, Yinuo, this sour plum drink is so easy to drink. How much is a bottle?"

Bai Yinuo shook her head. "I'm so sorry, the sour plum drink is just something I made for myself. I didn't make much, and it's not for sale."

Aunt Wang suddenly showed a bitter expression. "Yinuo, you don't know, with summer here, I've been feeling particularly uncomfortable lately. I have no appetite, and even drinking Huoxiang Zhengqi Water doesn't help. But after drinking your sour plum drink, my appetite suddenly improved a bit. If it weren't for your sour plum drink, I really wouldn't know what to do."

The other aunts who had drunk the sour plum drink also nodded in agreement. "Yes, Yinuo, why don't you sell us a few bottles? We all have money."

Zhao Siqi and Chen Yu heard about the sour plum drink, and their radars immediately picked up the target. "What? Sour plum drink? Boss, we want to buy some too!"

There was no way to turn away customers who had come to the door.

Seeing so many people wanting to drink the sour plum drink, Bai Yinuo thought for a moment. "I still have some left. I'll make more tomorrow. Why don't you all come back tomorrow to buy some?"

The aunts all beamed with joy.

At this moment, Aunt Lin smiled and said, "Since we're already here, let's have a meal before leaving. Let's taste Yinuo's cooking."

The aunts who came were all fond of the sour plum drink. Feeling that they had troubled Bai Yinuo, they sat down at Aunt Lin's suggestion.

Aunt Wang asked, "What delicious dishes do you have here?"

"Currently, we only have egg fried rice and beef fried rice," Bai Yinuo said, then suggested, "If you feel you have no appetite, eating some pickled vegetables might help. The pickled vegetables here are free, please help yourselves."

Hearing Bai Yinuo's words, Aunt Wang's heart sank slightly.

Because she had to lose weight in the summer, Aunt Wang hadn't used minor remedies, and she had tried pickled vegetables before, but they were useless. Moreover, fried rice was greasy and oily; Aunt Wang felt that her appetite, which had just been improved by the sour plum drink, was now sinking again. She felt a bit miserable, but since she had already sat down at Aunt Lin's behest, it would be inappropriate not to order anything. After debating for a long time, she finally said, "Then give me a portion of beef fried rice."

Following Aunt Lin's lead, the other aunts ordered fried rice one after another.

After the food was served, Aunt Lin went to fetch a lot of pickled vegetables. Aunt Wang couldn't help but freeze when she saw the pickled white radish in front of her.

The white radish was as clear as water, sliced so thin that it was translucent, and one could even see the flower-like patterns inside, glistening like white jade. She couldn't resist picking up a piece with her chopsticks, putting it in her mouth, and chewing.

The sweet and sour taste of the white radish instantly hit her taste buds. The pickled white radish slices were crispy, fragrant, and as fresh as if they had just been dug out of the ground, emitting a unique aroma. They were crunchy and delicious, with a perfect balance of saltiness that suited her palate.

Aunt Wang kept chewing the white radish slices. "So crispy!"

Her lazy stomach was awakened, and she embarrassedly realized her belly was rumbling.

Right at this moment, the fried rice was served. Looking at the steaming bowl of fried rice in front of her, she was a bit dazed. It seemed... not oily at all. The fried rice wasn't greasy like the ones sold outside; instead, it looked remarkably fresh to the naked eye.

Aunt Wang picked up her spoon, scooped a mouthful of beef fried rice, and put it in her mouth. After chewing twice, her eyes widened. The juicy, fresh, yet chewy beef stew, combined with the soft and fragrant fried rice, was a perfect match.

Originally, she only intended to eat two spoonfuls of rice, but her hand couldn't stop, feeding spoonful after spoonful into her mouth.

Only when the bowl was empty did she snap out of it, realizing she had finished both the beef fried rice and the pickled white radish.

How refreshing!

Aunt Wang rubbed her belly. Having struggled to eat for many days, her empty stomach was now incredibly satisfied by this delicious fried rice, and her weak body regained its strength thanks to the carbohydrates. She felt as if she had finally recovered her spirit.