Chapter 103 — Fried Mushrooms and Drainage Oil
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But for Wei Zhao it was no problem at all. Keys in hand, he got in, shifted back and forth a few times, and the car slipped nimbly out. Wei Zhao got out and then voluntarily settled himself in the back seat.
Gu Mengyao was rather exasperated. "You still expect me to be your chauffeur?"
"But… I really don't have a driver's license…" Wei Zhao looked equally helpless. "What if I get detained for fifteen days?"
"..." Gu Mengyao was speechless. She thought to herself, you and Qiu Lingshan are already in that kind of relationship, so who would dare detain you? But she said nothing, and sulkily got into the driver's seat and started the car.
"Sister Yao, are we still going to eat fried mushrooms today?" Not far from the commercial street was a snack-food lane. Every evening, all sorts of food stalls would set up there. On their last outing, the two of them had gone to eat there once, and Shen Yushu had been utterly captivated by a fried-mushroom stall; just thinking about it now still made her mouth water.
Gu Mengyao was about to say "Sure!", but then she thought of Wei Zhao in the back seat, so she turned her head. "Hey, are you coming? If not, I'll leave you at home."
"Of course I'm coming. It's just eating, isn't it? That's something I'm good at." Wei Zhao nodded with great solemnity.
"..." Gu Mengyao was rather at a loss for words. There were people in this world who were good at all sorts of things, but she had never seen anyone shamelessly declare that they were good at eating the way Wei Zhao just had... She wanted to say, besides being good at eating, are you also good at shitting? But the word was rather inelegant, and remembering that she was a girl, Gu Mengyao kept it to herself.
"Ha, Arrow-brand Bro, we really are kindred spirits. I'm good at it too!" Shen Yushu, however, looked thrilled, as if to say "what fate!"
Gu Mengyao truly didn't know what to say... How embarrassing, so utterly embarrassing.
"I love fried mushrooms. What about you?" Shen Yushu, not noticing Gu Mengyao's expression, chattered excitedly with Wei Zhao.
"I like fried chicken strips," Wei Zhao said.
"Ahem..." Gu Mengyao really could bear it no longer. "Haven't you two ever heard of gutter oil?"
"Of course I've heard of it, Sister Yao. But what does gutter oil have to do with fried mushrooms?" Shen Yushu asked foolishly.
"Uh..." Gu Mengyao stomped on the accelerator, and the S5 shot forward. That was the only outlet she had left; she had been utterly defeated.
Wei Zhao was somewhat puzzled. Shen Yushu didn't seem like such a foolish girl. How could she not understand the connection between gutter oil and fried mushrooms? But when he caught the faint, barely perceptible smile at the corner of her mouth, Wei Zhao understood: the girl was doing it on purpose.
At the snack-food lane, there was still nowhere to park. Parking wasn't prohibited here, and cars were scattered about in a haphazard mess. Gu Mengyao frowned. Every time she went out, the thing she dreaded most was hunting for a parking spot.
In the past two years, the number of private cars in Songshan City had grown at an astonishing rate. What especially depressed Gu Mengyao was that ever since she got her driver's license, the number of private cars had suddenly begun to increase...
"You park it." Gu Mengyao got out of the car and said to Wei Zhao, "Xiaoshu and I are going to eat. Buy whatever you want for yourself. Don't worry about us."
"Oh." Wei Zhao got out of the car without a care, took the driver's seat Gu Mengyao had just vacated, and casually found a gap to park the car in, without blocking the way. As for Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu wanting to go off on their own, Wei Zhao was hardly surprised. After all, when it came to street snacks like these, they wouldn't be able to relax with him trailing behind them. Shen Yushu might already be immune to him, but Gu Mengyao was very reserved, and Wei Zhao had no intention of ruining her appetite.