"How about stir-fried pork with mushrooms? Add some chili, it's fragrant and spicy, goes great with rice."
"Mm." Gerry's eyes were fixed on Gu Jiajia's face.
"Black vinegar ribs, tangy and spicy, even better than pickled chicken feet."
"Mm."
"A portion of plain chicken, a portion of boiled vegetables, how about that? Is it enough?"
"Let's eat first, order more if it's not enough."
Once the order was placed, the owner brought over a small dish of Jiugui peanuts.
Gerry asked for a glass of rice wine from the owner while he ate the Jiugui peanuts and drank.
"How did Zhong Xing get injured?"
"Uncle Zhong Xing is..."
Gu Jiajia knew what Yijun wanted to say, and before he could finish, she cut him off: "You always say you want to eat Jiugui peanuts, now that you have them, aren't you eating?"
"Uncle Dragonfly brought wine."
Gerry looked at Gu Jiajia with interest and said to Yijun, "Uncle Dragonfly can't eat that much, you eat up."
