"Is this your high school?"
"That's right." Han Zhan took off his seatbelt and said to Song Ci, "The pea starch jelly here is especially tasty. You will definitely like it."
Song Ci followed Han Zhan out of the car and walked to a small stall on the left side of the school gates. She saw an old man setting up a stall. In front of his stall was a small bowl of starch jelly, which looked very clean and somewhat resembled translucent lychee meat.
Han Zhan was too tall and had to squat down to speak to the old man. "Grandpa, give me two bowls of jelly, one with parsley, and one without."
Song Ci pulled up her skirt and squatted down like Han Zhan. She saw the old man slice the jelly into slices and sprinkle the secret garlic sauce on them.
Song Ci actually felt slightly resistant when she smelled that fragrance. She didn't usually eat such heavy-flavored food and would always feel the garlic flavor in her mouth, after she finished it.
