So this thing is called "huibing" in the Shu City region.
A traditional pastry made with old dough fermentation.
The taste is a bit strange, but the price is very cheap.
Even now, this kind of old-dough flatbread is only about one yuan each, right?
These days a random pineapple bun already costs five yuan.
Luofeng felt a little uncomfortable inside. So the food in Bai Lu’s memories turned out to be something like this?
He had naively thought that the food in her memories would be something "high-end" like cake!
But that so-called "high-end" stuff in his mind, back when Bai Lu was a kid, was probably something completely out of reach.
Instead, these one-yuan-a-piece huibing of today are what count as the food in her memories?
This is basically a real-life "let them eat meat paste," isn’t it?
Sister Hong was a woman in her thirties. She said, "Oh, Bai Lu, is it? Wait a sec, I still have old-dough flatbreads, just haven’t put them out yet!"
A few minutes later, Sister Hong brought out a bag of old-dough flatbreads and said proactively, "These were made yesterday!"
Bai Lu paid with a quick scan, and eight old-dough flatbreads cost only five yuan. Really quite a bargain.
Sister Hong noticed Luofeng and said, "Bai Lu, this one is, hmm? Haha!"
"Sister Hong!" Bai Lu got shy. "This is my classmate, also the boss of White Wing. His name is Luofeng—Luo as in river Luo, Feng as in wind and snow!"
Luofeng sighed inwardly. Bai Lu was introducing him this seriously?
Bai Lu then introduced Sister Hong to him, saying, "This is Sister Hong. When I first came to school, I noticed her shop right away!"
It should be that only this place sells old-dough flatbreads, right?
"Nice to meet you, Boss Hong!" Luofeng greeted.
"So you’re Boss Luo of White Wing? Very nice to meet you!" Sister Hong said politely. She knew White Wing wasn’t simple. In ordinary people’s eyes, White Wing was a very high-end place, so the boss was naturally incredible.
Bai Lu took out an old-dough flatbread and handed it to Luofeng. "Want to give it a try?"
Luofeng didn’t hesitate to take it and started tasting.
This thing had a kind of indescribable flavor. Luofeng didn’t really like it, but he still accompanied Bai Lu and finished one.
"Not good, right?" Bai Lu said.
Luofeng didn’t lie to her. "Yeah, the taste isn’t that great."
"Mm-hmm, I also think the taste isn’t that great. But when I was little, every time I went to the market with my mom, she’d bring one back for me!" Bai Lu said. "Back then, I thought it was really delicious, like it had this special taste, so as a kid I was always thinking about eating one!"
"Even now, I still eat it a few times every month. Obviously it doesn’t taste that good anymore, but I just can’t help it!" Bai Lu said.
Luofeng listened in silence.
He still used the cashback card for "Food in Memory."
[Ding! Usage successful, evaluating the host and Bai Lu’s level of enjoyment!]
[Cashback coefficient: 1000. Enjoyment coefficient: 1.69! Memory coefficient: 0.99! Satisfaction level: 0.6! Comprehensive reward: 16,400 yuan!]
This time the reward was very small.
The lowest in history.
After all, the base spending was too low.
It was only five yuan.
But what Luofeng wanted wasn’t a big reward. Whether it was ten thousand or a million, it didn’t make much difference to him now.
He checked how much Bai Lu liked old-dough flatbread. In the enjoyment column, his own score was 0.7, but Bai Lu’s was 0.99—almost full marks.
Even though Bai Lu thought old-dough flatbread didn’t taste that good anymore, it didn’t affect her enjoyment.
What she wanted was the taste in her memories, so she was very happy.
[Ding! Host has triggered a special reward: The Beauty in Memory!]

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