Chương 296: 296. Don't cry either, for now.

In the countryside, we brew our own soybean paste; in the city, one can easily buy doubanjiang.

My personal favorite is a deep-fried egg with soybean paste!

Even eating it with greenery from the roadside tastes great!

Things like basil sea salt really aren't common at home, but we do have more cumin.

I nodded and packed everything into my backpack. After Zhang Meimei saw me securely stow away the items, she bowed and left, then got into her car and drove off not too far away.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of Zhang Meimei making a special trip over. I figured what she probably had in mind was just to deliver the sauces to Wu Quan, with the rest being incidental.

She likely didn't care too much about where her brother was going to find her a sister-in-law. As for dreaming about Yellow Skin, that felt even more like a pretext.