Fried chicken and burgers were certainly tempting, but as high school students who hadn't yet become self-sufficient, for just a lunch out, they wouldn't choose such a place.
In those times, for local people with average family conditions, this kind of place still wasn't somewhere they could afford to frequent. Only during a family gathering, a birthday celebration, or when treating someone on a date would they come here.
Eventually, Xu Xiangyang and Zhu Qingyue found a relatively secluded alley with a dumpling restaurant that had red lanterns hanging in front.
Pushing aside the clear curtains, the inside was quite spacious, with a total of six rows of seating from the entrance to the kitchen.
Through the inner curtains, one could see steam wafting from the kitchen. Wearing a white apron, the restaurant owner carefully carried out a big bowl of steaming dumpling soup, and upon seeing guests enter, he warmly greeted them.
