NOVPUBChapter 829 -828: A Unique Marriage Proposal (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Lán Rǎn Zǐ!)
Chapter 829 -828: A Unique Marriage Proposal (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Lán Rǎn Zǐ!)
Han Guishan and Wang Jing were sitting at the table closest to the kitchen, one rubbing his hands, the other drinking water.
Zhang Siyu, carrying a dish of firewood-roasted duck, walked towards them step by step. Perhaps because she was so short, it wasn’t until she reached Wang Jing that Wang Jing noticed the dish was being carried by a child.
As a former state-owned restaurant waitress, Wang Jing skillfully took the firewood-roasted duck from Zhang Siyu’s hands and steadied it onto the table. 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
“This is the firewood-roasted duck,” Zhang Siyu announced loudly before scampering back to the kitchen.
Wang Jing didn’t look at the duck, or rather, she didn’t even notice the duck. Her gaze was turned toward Zhang Siyu until she disappeared into the kitchen and not even her silhouette was visible. Only then did Wang Jing turn her head back.
“That little girl is really cute, plump and even cuter than my niece,” Wang Jing remarked with a sigh.
Han Guishan, still nervously rubbing his hands, was anticipating Wang Jing’s excited and moved expression when she saw the ring on the duck.
Unfortunately, Wang Jing did not see the ring.
Her attention had been fixed on Zhang Siyu the whole time and she hadn’t even noticed the fragrant scent of the firewood-roasted duck. It was only after she finished expressing her admiration with Han Guishan that she suddenly realized a very delicious aroma was filling the air.
Wang Jing took a deep breath, her face filled with satisfaction.
“It smells so good. What dish is this firewood-roasted duck? Is it a specialty from your area? To think that a local specialty could smell this good…, wow, it really is incredibly aromatic.” Wang Jing had noticed the dish, but only the dish. She was oblivious to the diamond ring on top, which was sparkling under the light, bling-bling and all.
“Ah, probably, I haven’t actually eaten it either. It should be a specialty of this restaurant,” Han Guishan tried to steer Wang Jing’s attention to the diamond ring.
Actually, Wang Jing had seen the diamond ring all along, for how could she possibly miss something so shiny.
But she hadn’t realized what it was for.
Han Guishan’s method of proposing was too avant-garde, so much so that the person being proposed to didn’t know what the ring was meant for.
Wang Jing took the ring off, carefully set it on the table, and smilingly said to Han Guishan, “This must be a diamond ring, right? I’m not sure if it’s real or fake. It looks quite real, and even if it’s fake, I guess it’s still pretty expensive. The owner is really generous to use something like this for decoration. It does look nice, I just hope no customer takes it away.”
Han Guishan: …
Jiang Feng: …
For some reason, Jiang Feng suddenly felt an urge to light a candle for Mr. Han.
It was… quite a pity.
Noticing Han Guishan’s cracking expression, Wang Jing, clueless as to whether she had said something wrong, looked baffled, “Did I… say something wrong just now?”
Han Guishan: …
In such a moment and such a scene, even Han Guishan, who had traveled far and wide and seen much over the years, didn’t know how to react for a while. He could only silently unravel the tied bundles of bamboo shoots, mushroom strips, ham strips, and duck strips and quietly serve Wang Jing some.
“Eat,” he whispered.
“Didn’t you order rice?” Wang Jing reached out with her chopsticks and picked up a strip of duck.
“Big brother, could you serve us two bowls of rice?” Han Guishan raised his hand.
Wang Jing took a bite of the duck strip.
She forgot about the rice.
Forgot about the ring.
She even forgot about Han Guishan sitting across from her.
Chewing meticulously.
Chewing non-stop.
The friction between teeth and duck strip, the grinding of tooth on tooth, the duck meat tumbling and frolicking on her tongue, her stomach frantically urging the teeth and tongue above to quickly get the food down.
Wang Jing initially ate just the duck strips, then the ham slices, bamboo strips, and mushroom strips, cleaning out the bowl that Han Guishan had filled for her. She then couldn’t wait to pick her own, mixing all kinds of strips together, even eating the greens used for tying, and suddenly the bowl became mere decoration.
Multiple flavors, multiple joys.
Han Guishan was a bit frightened by Wang Jing’s state.
It was the first time he saw Wang Jing eat in such a manner.
A couple of years ago, while they were transporting goods, they encountered heavy rain. A landslide trapped them in the mountains, with no village in sight and nowhere to go. Afraid to eat the little dry food they carried, fearing they wouldn’t make it down, they worried about not being killed by the landslide but starving to death on the mountain.
When they finally got down from the mountain, they had eaten only six flatbreads in a week. Wang Jing didn’t even eat like this when they finally had a meal.
Han Guishan just watched as Wang Jing took bite after bite, strip after strip. Even when Zhang Chu brought the rice, she had no reaction, making him too scared to speak.
Wang Jing ate more than half of the dish in one go, only stopping when her stomach felt full and began to loudly protest to her tongue and teeth: slow down the chewing, slow down the swallowing, I’m about to give in.
Only then did Wang Jing remember her boyfriend sitting across from her, a boyfriend who hadn’t eaten a single bite.
“Han, eat some food,” Wang Jing enthusiastically pointed to the dish of firewood-roasted duck, “No wonder you insisted on coming to this restaurant. Let me tell you, this dish is simply to die for, it’s even better than… than… than what Master Jiang makes, you know?”
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Really, I think even Master Jiang couldn’t make a taste like this, wow, it’s just so delicious, I’ve never had such wonderful food before, it’s true what they say about the small counties near Shenzhen, a real hidden dragon and crouching tiger!” Wang Jing showered praises on Cao Guixiang’s firewood duck dish.
Han Guishan was still pondering how to tell Wang Jing that the ring was actually his, he wanted to propose to her, and upon hearing how much she enjoyed the dish, he casually added a strip of duck to the mix.
He swallowed it in one bite.
Han Guishan forgot about the ring.
Forgot about the proposal.
Are such matters really that important? Better eat first, the dish won’t taste good when it gets cold.
Han Guishan began to repeat Wang Jing’s just now state.
Wang Jing took a couple bites of rice, realizing it wasn’t as tasty as the dish, she thought about her limited stomach space and decided not to waste it on the less delicious rice and started eating the dish again.
Just as the two of them were taking turns eating and nearly finishing off the entire plate of firewood duck, Cao Guixiang came out carrying two bowls of braised fish fin.
The reason braised fish fin was served so late was due to the huge disagreement between Mr. Shi and Cao Guixiang about how much of it should be served in a bowl. This was probably the biggest conflict and disagreement that had erupted between the two since Cao Guixiang started working for Mr. Shi.
Mr. Shi thought that a proper businessman should define a serving as half a bowl, while Cao Guixiang thought he was talking nonsense, saying how could they only serve half a bowl of braised fish fin on such a big day for Han Guishan and Wang Jing.
In the end, Cao Guixiang won because she cooked today’s meal, and these two days, she was volunteering to help Mr. Shi, not really working for him.
Cao Guixiang, holding two full bowls of golden, tender, fragrant braised fish fin that could be smelled even from meters away, walked towards Han Guishan and Wang Jing.
In her imagination, by this time Han Guishan would have already successfully proposed, and the happy couple would be enjoying their meal with a radiant ring on Wang Jing’s hand, making it shine even more.
Then Cao Guixiang saw the ring ignored at the corner of the table and Han Guishan and Wang Jing happily engrossed in eating.
Cao Guixiang: ?
Did the proposal fail?
But looking at the two of them eating, it didn’t seem like there was a rupture in their relationship.
Cao Guixiang, her face full of question marks, quietly placed the braised fish fin on the table and didn’t dare to ask more, leaving to eat her own meal.
“This is braised fish fin,” said Cao Guixiang without waiting for Han Guishan to introduce it.
“Wow!” Wang Jing exclaimed as a normal person would the first time they saw a bowl of braised fish fin.
“This dish looks tasty as well!”
Gleaming just as dazzlingly as the braised fish fin was the diamond ring forgotten at the corner of the table.
Han Guishan finally remembered his diamond ring and also finally remembered what he had to do today.
Wang Jing picked up the fish fin and took a deep whiff, a look of satisfaction on her face, she put down the fish fin, getting ready to spoon up some soup.
Then her left hand was taken and lifted by Han Guishan.
Han Guishan picked up the ring and slid it onto Wang Jing’s finger.
It fit perfectly, the size was just right.
Wang Jing instinctively looked at the ring on her hand, clearly a bit puzzled.
She quietly withdrew her hand and scooped up a spoonful of soup to drink.
Then she forgot about the ring.
Han Guishan: …
“Wang Jing,” Han Guishan said solemnly.
“Hmm?” Hearing Han Guishan actually called her by her full name, Wang Jing knew he had something very important to say and quickly set down her spoon to look at him.
“Shall we get married?”
“Yes,” she replied without hesitation.
“Actually, this ring is bought by me.”
“Hmm.”
“It fits really well.”
“And it looks good.”
Jiang Feng left his memory behind.
And burped contentedly.
