Before, Bai Cuilin never bothered to change up the food, always serving either bland cornbread or flatcakes, along with a bowl of cornmeal mush. Though the taste was alright, anyone would get tired of eating the same thing all the time.
He Jinxuan handed a steamed flower roll to Uncle Zhang: "Try it."
Uncle Zhang wasn't shy and accepted it with a smile: "Little He knows me well. It looks great."
After taking a bite, he immediately gave Xinyan a thumbs-up: "Delicious."
His grandson, who came over to deliver food, saw this scene and said helplessly, "Grandpa, why are you mooching off Director He's food again? Can't do anything about you."
Zhang Weirong quickly took out two mixed-flour steamed buns from his basket and placed them in front of He Jinxuan: "Director He, have these."
He Jinxuan didn't hesitate, smiling as he said, "Looks like I've got a good deal here."
While he was eating, Yu Xinyan mentioned that she would be going to the market in the morning.