Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 1064

Chapter 1064: Chapter 937: Do You Know Who?

After the sun set in the evening, Zhang Guoqing decided to change things up a bit. He wasn’t keen on staying home idle, so he took his parents out for a ride in the newly acquired carriage from the team.

This guy was concerned about compromising his soldier image, so he got Zhang Qingshan to issue a certificate for him, proving what? Proving that their family was visiting relatives.

Relatives, my foot!

He just wanted peace and fun right now.

He directed the carriage straight towards the provincial city. Yes, in that direction, but not actually to the city. He said he was taking them to see the lotus flowers.

Mother Zhang remarked that her youngest son was just being a fuss. There’s a pond with lotus flowers right in the village; why go so far? You can’t even see the flowers clearly in the dark.

It made sense, which sent the family into fits of laughter.

Where there are people, there are privileges. During this time when everyone is shouting and fighting, there were still private restaurants, like Master Fatty’s "black shops" back in the day.

Zhang Guoqing never fought battles he couldn’t win. When he got wind of this message, he couldn’t wait to bring the whole family along for a feast.

After circling around and finally arriving, even at night, a large pond of lotus flowers was visible. The lotus blossoms were a lush green, filling the entire pond with layers of leaves.

A gentle evening breeze brought a refreshing fragrance to them. Of course, they weren’t just there to admire the lotus; there was a grand lotus banquet too. It’s said that every part of the lotus is precious, and eating lotus in summer has the effect of expelling heat.

From Mother Zhang’s point of view, they were here to enjoy and have fun, noting that the few tables occupied hinted at the refined tastes of the patrons.

Lotus leaf tips, lotus leaf steamed eggs, lotus blossom pastry, fish-scented lotus rolls, pond lotus shoots, lotus-scented steamed lotus ribs, lotus lion’s head meatballs, first-class lotus delight, lotus-scented black fish...

The chef was exceedingly skilled, on par with an Imperial Chef.

Not to mention other dishes, just the lotus blossom pastry itself—

Fresh lotus blossoms, after being fried, blended their fresh taste with a crispy aroma. The dry, fragrant crunch, lightly coated in sugar, was akin to a lingering pleasure.

Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao had tasted numerous lotus banquets, maybe not a hundred, but plenty in their lives. Yet, compared to this place, they felt a little lacking in flavor.

Breathing in the lotus fragrance, savoring the lotus banquet, sipping lotus wine.

If it weren’t for the current circumstances, Zhang Guoqing would have considered offering a high salary to bring the chef home, seeing how much joy it brought his little wife.

"Ahem, ahem." Two coughs echoed behind Zhang Guoqing, causing him to turn his head, almost covering his face in disbelief. Indeed, what a twist of fate.

No, the term didn’t quite fit here.

"Godfather, we’re really meant to be father and son, meeting by chance like this. When did you and Uncle come? Come on, I’m just here with the whole family; let the kids greet you."

Zhao Chuan Guang nodded subtly, "Ah, you’ve come back and haven’t stopped by home first. Your godmother was just talking about when you and Jiao Jiao would arrive tonight."

"Godfather, my bad, but leave your son-in-law a bit of face." Zhang Guoqing joked playfully, also casting a funny glance at Uncle Huang.

"We were just wondering who would be so noticeable to come in a carriage until your godfather heard from Master Li that it was a family. He guessed it might be someone familiar. He knows you well."

Zhao Chuan Guang gently tapped Zhang Guoqing’s head, laughing, "I guessed it was you from the last time we talked about this place. I didn’t expect you’d venture here first."

"I came back the day before yesterday. Planned to drop by your place for a meal, but remembered you and godmother were working. Be sure to tell godmother, I’m coming over this weekend—I want stewed old hen."

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