When Ding Shihong saw Jiang Xinyu coming over, he said, "Sis, we've only got vegetable buns for lunch. Dried cabbage with chive and shrimp skin."
"That's fine; it should be pretty good."
"You all sit, I'll go get you some peanuts."
"Brother Ding, no need to bother; we'll just eat the buns. If they're good, I'll take a few back."
"Sure, give them a try."
"Brother Jiang, can you get fresh peppers after autumn? Not the dried ones, just freshly picked red peppers, and also garlic."
"I can, I'll take you to the village to buy some. What do you need them for?"
"To make chili sauce, so Brother Jiang can try some later."
"That sounds great, don't worry, you can have as much as you want, even a hundred or eighty jin."
"Mr. Chen, we're just missing canning jars."
"Alright, I'll call my brother-in-law on Monday." Director Jiang sure has a quick temper.
"Mr. Chen, even a hundred and fifty would do."
