The boss just brought over the covered rice.
Su Ge immediately took a photo and sent it directly to Chu Yihan.
Within a few seconds, she received a reply from Chu Yihan, "What's this?"
Su Ge thought for a moment and typed out a string of texts, "Covered rice—it's rice on the bottom, dishes on top, a simple and quick way to eat. You probably haven't had it before, right?"
"Street food?" Chu Yihan responded quickly. "Are you alone?"
Su Ge looked around; indeed, there were not many people in the shop, and she quickly replied, "Yeah. Don't just think it's a street stall, the taste is actually really good."
I used to eat it often in high school.
It's been a long time since I've had it, but as long as it's a street stall near the school, it certainly won't disappoint.
This little shop's covered rice really suits her taste.
"It's unsanitary."
Su Ge could almost see the man opposite her making a disgusted face.
She put down her phone and ignored it.
