Ling Qingwan was amused by their conversation and couldn't help but giggle out loud.
The night is deep and Tokyo's nightlife has just begun.
The most prosperous commercial area in the city is Zhuque Street, where most of the largest shops are located. Across Zhuque Street is the night market. Every night, the aroma of various snacks fills the entire street.
Ling Qingwan hadn't been here for a long time, and she was in a good mood unconsciously. She remembered that there was a restaurant here that served delicious crispy meat, which she never tired of eating.
"Just tell me what you want to eat. I'll pay for it, so just eat." Ling Xiao gently rubbed Ling Qingwan's head.
"Brother, I want one too!" Tan Hongbo acted coquettishly and pulled Ling Xiao's sleeve shyly.
"roll."
After a while, Ling Xiao uttered a word with a dark face.
Fortunately, his voice was not loud, otherwise he would have made a fool of himself in front of everyone tonight. Ling Xiao couldn't remember how many times he regretted getting to know Tan Hongbo.
"Okay! Stop arguing! Aren't you here to eat with me?" Ling Qingwan said in a gentle tone. She pulled the arms of the two and led them to the chestnut stall.
It’s cold in late winter, especially at night, and the wind makes people shiver. The chestnuts are so fragrant that they make your mouth water just by smelling them.
The three of them each had a bag and continued to wander around.
Ling Qingwan looked left and right, and indeed she found the crispy pork stall.
The vendor selling crispy meat was a middle-aged man of about 40 years old, with a thick body and a naive look. Passers-by hurried by, and he would smile at anyone who passed by his stall.
He still remembered that before Ling Qingwan got married, he specifically told her to visit him often in the future.
After that, the power in Dai Viet was unstable. Ling Qing tried his best to cross the river, and no one knew what happened to the uncle selling crispy meat.
"Uncle, give me some crispy pork, with more spiciness."
"Okay!"
The man responded, picked up a piece of shredded pork and put it into the pot. The shredded pork coated with flour instantly exploded. In just a moment, the aroma of meat filled the air.
Soon, the man fried the crispy meat, put it into an oil paper bag, sprinkled it with special chili powder, shook it evenly, and handed it to Ling Qingwan.
"It's just out of the pot and it's very hot. Go slowly, girl." The man reminded carefully.
Ling Qingwan chuckled, and when she reached out her hand, Ling Xiao had already taken it for her. Then Ling Xiao paid the money and turned around to continue walking forward.
"Sister Wanwan, do you like eating crispy pork?" Tan Hongbo asked casually.
Ling Xiao picked up a piece of crispy meat with a thinly sharpened bamboo skewer and handed it to Ling Qingwan.
"In the countryside, people always make fried crispy pork during festivals or when entertaining guests. I haven't eaten it for a long time since I returned to Tokyo," Ling Qingwan explained.
She couldn't tell Tan Hongbo that she had lived again and still had memories of her past life. She had taken care of the crispy meat stall business no less than a hundred times.
"Speaking of crispy pork, the one from Mingyue Tower is also delicious. If you like it, I will invite the chef from Mingyue Tower to work in the Marquis' Mansion tomorrow, and let him make fried crispy pork for you every day." Ling Xiao said to Ling Qingwan.
These words seemed to be spoken in a very arrogant tone, but Ling Qingwan knew that Ling Xiao could do anything he said to her.
Ling Qingwan pulled the corner of her mouth helplessly.
She just casually said that she liked to eat crispy meat, and Ling Xiao planned to invite the best chef in the city to make crispy meat to make it for her. Ling Xiao's love for his sister was so great that everyone was stunned.
"No, no! I just haven't eaten for a long time, so I'm just buying something to satisfy my hunger." If Ling Qingwan didn't explain clearly, she might really hear the news that there was a new chef in the kitchen when she opened her eyes tomorrow.
Hearing bursts of sweet voices from a distance, Ling Qingwan looked towards the sound out of curiosity.
If Ling Qingwan remembered correctly, Zhuyanfang was just around the corner from this street.
In the cold winter, the girls still wore thin clothes, revealing their snow-white skin. They were dressed more beautifully than each other, standing at the door and greeting people.
Zhuyanfang is truly a paradise for men.
"Mr. Tan! You are here!"
When the old lady saw Tan Hongbo, she naturally ran over to greet him as if she had seen an old acquaintance.
Tan Hongbo took a few steps forward and distanced himself from Ling Xiao and Ling Qingwan.
"Which girl do you like today? Yuqin or Xiaoxiao? I'll help you arrange it." The old lady was waving a palm-leaf fan. As she spoke, her face wrinkled into a smile, revealing wrinkles like ravines, and she looked like a flatterer.
After Tan Hongbo spoke to the old lady for a few words, he turned around and returned to Ling Qingwan and Ling Xiao.
"You guys go back first, I have something to do." Tan Hongbo said to the two.
"I knew it." Ling Xiao smiled and shook his head helplessly.
"Sister Wanwan, I'll go to the Marquis' Mansion to play with you tomorrow."
When Tan Hongbo left, he did not forget to talk to Ling Qingwan.
So, Ling Qingwan and Ling Xiao watched Tan Hongbo walk into Zhuyanfang with ease.
Unlike ordinary playboys, although Tan Hongbo is a playboy, he never hooks up with girls from ordinary families, and only goes to Zhuyanfang for pleasure. If he encounters someone bullying a decent woman in broad daylight, Tan Hongbo will stand up and be a hero.
He looked careless, but he actually knew his limits. Ling Qingwan noticed that when Tan Hongbo was talking to the old lady just now, he deliberately didn't let her get close to him, because he was afraid that she would learn bad things.
"Wan Wan, Tan Hongbo is indeed my best friend, but he is a playboy. He is good as a friend, but he is definitely not worthy of your lifelong trust. Don't really fall in love with him."
On the way back, Ling Xiao gave Ling Qingwan earnest instructions.
He knew that Tan Hongbo often lingered in places of fireworks and didn't seem like someone who would settle down for anyone. That's why he didn't want to watch his sister jump into the fire pit.
"Puchi." Ling Qingwan laughed out loud. "How could I possibly like him?"
Ling Qingwan swore that no matter in the past life or this life, she only had a brother-sister relationship with Tan Hongbo. Moreover, if it weren't for Ling Xiao, their relationship wouldn't be so good.
"Brother, don't worry." Ling Qingwan retracted her smile and solemnly promised Ling Xiao.
She could understand why Ling Xiao was so anxious, fearing that she would fall in love with Tan Hongbo.
"That's good." Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
"But he is a very good person, and I grew up with him, so we have a very close relationship. From now on, just think of him as having a brother who loves you."
"I know!" Ling Qingwan responded obediently. "But compared to having a brother, I want to know when I can have a sister-in-law."
Ling Qingwan smiled brightly, her eyes full of cunning.
In his previous life, Ling Xiao didn't necessarily have someone he loved, so Ling Qingwan was really curious about what Ling Xiao would be like after getting married.
"That's still a long way off." Ling Xiao laughed. "I may not even get married until you get married."
"I won't get married! I want to stay in the Marquis' Mansion for the rest of my life! To accompany my mother and brother!" Ling Qingwan pouted and took Ling Xiao's arm.