When Xiaowei hurried to the window selling chicken legs and rice, the aunt just looked at her apologetically: "Little girl, you are late, the last one was bought by the boy in front."
Seeing Xiaowei's suddenly sad expression, Zhou Xiaotong comforted her: "It's okay, Xiaowei, I don't particularly like chicken drumstick rice. You can treat me to it next time you come."
Xiaowei raised his head, his eyes were dull: "Chicken drumstick rice is only served once a month. I also want to eat it." Seeing her innocent puppy face, Zhou Xiaotong felt a little sympathetic.
"We can discuss it with the person who just made the meal. If he is willing to sell, that is naturally the best." Zhou Xiaotong made a suggestion.
Xiaowei nodded and immediately searched the crowd for the person holding the chicken leg rice. It was a fat boy wearing a plaid shirt. She thought this boy looked very kind and must be easy to communicate with, so she went over to talk to him, "This classmate."
The boy turned around and looked at Xiaowei with a blush: "Excuse me, what can I do for you?" The moment he spoke, Zhou Xiaotong felt that he was being pinched, but Xiaowei was quite pretty, and she was so beautiful. Girls talking to each other is really exciting.
Xiaowei felt that something was wrong, and immediately asked with wide eyes and a smile: "Can you sell me your chicken drumstick rice? I can give you some compensation. I can treat you to a more expensive meal."
she said sincerely.
But as soon as the boy opposite heard this request, his expression immediately became unkind. He used both hands to protect the rice in front of him. The way he protected the food was a bit laughable.
"I won't sell it to you. Chicken drumstick rice is served only once a month. I've been waiting for this meal for a long time!" He even took a bite of it in a hurry.
Seeing that he had finished eating, Xiaowei immediately collapsed and his tone became worse: "I am obviously discussing with you. Is it necessary to be cruel to me? It's just a meal, and it's not like you can't eat it."
Zhou Xiaotong felt that what Xiaowei said was a bit too much, so he immediately went over and held her arm: "Xiaowei, don't be angry."
She turned to look at the boy: "You are a good man. Why are you being mean to a girl?"
"Who hurt her? She wants to steal my food." The boy was also a little angry and his tone was unkind.
"I didn't rob you. I said I could compensate you. I could even treat you to a more expensive meal." Xiaowei explained.
"Can other rice be compared with chicken drumstick rice? The braised chicken drumstick is a master who has been working in restaurants in the north for several years. His stewed chicken drumsticks are soft and delicious. Can other places compare?" The boy said excitedly, holding up his rice bowl.
Xiaowei also said: "Of course I know how delicious this chicken leg rice is. The bean sprouts and pickles he served on the side are simply the icing on the cake, making the whole dish soothing and refreshing. Even the spoonful of braised broth poured on top, It's even more fragrant and charming." That's why she wanted to eat it so much!
After saying that, both of them became quiet.
"I didn't expect you to be of the same mind. I told others how delicious this dish is and they couldn't understand it." The boy suddenly softened his tone.
"They really don't know how to appreciate it. The perfect thing about this dish is the spoonful of chili on the side. It's fragrant and numb. Anyone who eats it will be full of praise."
"Yes, the chicken drumstick rice is really delicious. But the quantity sold is too small."
The two of them started chatting over how delicious the chicken leg rice was. Zhou Xiaotong stood aside. She didn't understand that the two people who were angry at each other just now reconciled.
If only in the future, there was a special word to explain this phenomenon. It's called meeting like-minded people.
The boy recommended another dish to Xiaowei, which was rice noodles sold by a couple at Gate 8.
Xiaowei thinks that both of them like chicken drumstick rice, so they must have similar tastes. I immediately went to buy rice noodles. After taking a bite, my eyes lit up.
Zhou Xiaotong also ordered an identical dish and felt it was delicious after taking the first bite.
"It's delicious. You have such good taste!" Xiaowei and the boy met very late, and the two of them have exactly the same paranoia about food.
After they chatted for a while, Zhou Xiaotong officially met the boy. His name was He Zhizhuan, a student in the accounting department.
"There are a lot of girls in that department." Xiaowei said casually. She was studying law, and their instructors and teachers were in the same office as the accounting teachers.
So I have some impression of this major.
"It's okay. I chose this major because I like accounting." He Zhizhuan said. He is fat, his eyes are round when he is not angry, and he seems to be easy to get along with.
"Indeed, I also like the feeling of counting money." Zhou Xiaotong said next to her. Every year when she returns to her hometown during the summer vacation, her uncles and aunts will give her a lot of lucky money. Her family didn't have the habit of handing over New Year's money to her parents, so she pocketed it every time.
That was her happiest time. She could use money to buy firecrackers, sticky candies, and candied haws.
He Zhizhuan smiled meaningfully: "Accounting is not just about counting money. The accounting and asset management involved are more interesting than counting money." He looked much more alert.
Zhou Xiaotong became interested: "Is this similar to finance? Xiaowei's boyfriend studied finance." She spoke as if chatting.
As a result, He Zhizhuan was stunned by the sentence "Xiao Wei's boyfriend".
"You already have a boyfriend..."
"Of course, my boyfriend is handsome. He majors in finance at our school. He should be somewhat similar to your accounting major."
He Zhizhuan had a good impression of Xiaowei, but the spark of love was doused by cold water before it could even ignite. He collected himself and said again.
"The accounting major and the finance major are completely different. The accounting major belongs to the management department, and the finance major belongs to the finance department." He explained that many people think that accounting and finance go in the same direction, but they are completely different majors.
"I see." Zhou Xiaotong nodded. Her life was far away from these majors. There is a lot of knowledge that I don’t know.
"Are you majoring in management? I have a friend who majors in business administration." Zhou Xiaotong said casually.
"Yes, these two are closer. Accounting is a major in business administration." He Zhizhuan finished his meal in three strokes, five divided by two, wiped his mouth and said, "Our accounting major is different from business administration." . We are more sensitive to finance and money. My family comes from an accounting family, my dad, my mom, my grandpa, my grandma, and my aunt all studied accounting."
"Ah this..." Zhou Xiaotong and Xiaowei were stunned. They didn't expect that accountants could become a wealthy family. They had heard of literary families and medical families, but this was the first time they heard of accounting families.
"It must be difficult to inherit your parents' career." Xiaowei chatted with He Zhizhuan.
"No way! When I passed the 100th day, I climbed directly in front of a pile of money and started counting it. My parents said that my hands were born to count money." He Zhizhuan said quite proudly , and even straightened out his broad chest.
