The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

"So that means, next Wednesday you will come here to learn carving?" Gojo Wu lazily grabbed Naoya's shoulders, and the three of them walked together on the main road of Chinatown, chatting while walking, "Someone said the first Is there anything to learn in this course?"

"Well, the teacher didn't say anything, but he arranged a small homework for me," Naoya thought for a while, and the excitement that had not completely faded remained in his expression, "He said that before the next class, I would carve something like my favorite one. Take the little animal with you."

"Hey, Naozai, what's your favorite animal?" Wujo Satoru asked curiously, "A dog, or a cat? Or something else."

"Probably...a parrot." Naoya paused after hearing this, and slowly opened his mouth, but there was a hint of nostalgia in his tone.

"I can't see that you still like something different," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, not aware of anything wrong, "Then why don't you just take this opportunity to go to the flower and bird market? I can give it to you as a moving gift."

"...No need, I." After a long silence, Naoya shook his head and refused, "The parrot is very loud. Put it in the apartment building. I'm afraid it will disturb the neighbors. Let's forget it."

"Anyway, I just like it, and I don't really want to raise it." Naoya lowered his eyes and said lightly.

Three years, whether it is long or short, can make many memories that are already vague fade away.

In his memory, the little feather that appeared in front of Naoya briefly in the Buddhist monastery, fell into his eyes without warning, but disappeared quickly, leaving no trace, clean and thorough It seemed that it was just a dream that he missed too much, and when he woke up from the dream, everything would naturally disappear.

So much so that now he feels that it was just a hallucination that he missed too much, even though... too many things happened after that, so that he no longer even saw the hallucination.

If you get a new parrot, will you forget the dots?He thought with some unease that the memories left to him in his previous life were incomplete. He couldn't remember the names of his parents in the previous life, and he forgot their voices. Only the name 'Diandian' was probably because he chose it himself. Temporarily escaped a catastrophe.

Therefore, even if he was a little moved by Gojo Satoru's proposal, Naoya still rejected it after all. He could no longer forget that he didn't want to lose even a single cent of all the memories of his previous life.

Seeing that Naoya's interest faded visibly with the naked eye, Gojo Satoru was a little confused. He didn't know which sentence he said wrong that led to such a result. He was just about to say something to divert his little friend's attention quickly. , but Zhen Wang suddenly said, "Master, if you turn left ahead, there is a Chinese dumpling shop recommended in the manual."

After successfully attracting Naoya's attention, Zhenwang continued to smile, "It is said that the store not only has a wide variety of dumplings, but also occasionally releases some seasonal special dumplings, which seem to be very popular, young master, do you want to try it? Try it?"

"Seasonal special dumplings?" Now, not only Gojo Satoru, who has never eaten dumplings, became curious, but even Naoya had a little doubt, "Can dumplings also be limited to seasons?"

He had helped his parents make dumplings for so many years in his previous life, and he had never heard of such a statement. For a moment, he had some doubts. Is this so-called Chinese dumpling authentic, or is he too ignorant?

"Probably, use different kinds of vegetables to make the stuffing in different seasons?" Zhenwang guessed, "It's not so detailed in the manual. If the young master is curious, let's go and have a look?"

"Alright, it's time to eat anyway." Naoya nodded, looked at Gojo Satoru again, and asked with a smile, "What about you? After eating so many candied haws just now, do you still have an appetite?"

Seeing that Naoya finally regained his energy, Gojo Satoru felt relieved, grinned and joked deliberately, "Don't worry, I have separate stomachs for sweets and staple foods."

"Do you think you are a cow, and you have several stomachs?" Naoya cast a distasteful look at Gojo Satoru, and was a little worried after all, "Don't force yourself to eat dumplings just to accompany me."

"No, don't worry, I'm telling the truth." Gojo Satoru saw the right opportunity, took the little hand that had been parted temporarily since entering the candied haws shop again, pulled Naoya and rushed forward, turning his head back Smiling flamboyantly, "I'm in the growth period now, even if I eat a whole cow, I'm not afraid of bloating my stomach, but you, poor appetite all the time, since you've come out today, eat more!"

"Understood, hey, slow down," Naoya said, but Naoya unconsciously followed Gojo Satoru with a young man's smile on his face, and also said loudly, "The shop can't run away."

"You don't understand," Gojo Wujo clicked his tongue twice, "the store can't run away, but people can, don't forget that it's lunch time, if the taste of that store is really so good, let's go If it’s late, there will be no room.”

After finishing speaking, they trotted all the way to the dumpling shop that Zhen Wang had mentioned. The facade was decorated in a very Chinese style, with big red and big gold, cornices and brackets, and there were two golden dragons on the pillars on both sides. Fortunately, the store owner may not want to show off too much, the interior decoration is very ordinary, not as exaggerated as the facade.

Just looking around, the first and last tables inside were full of people, and even the place to order in front of the hall had a lot of queues. As expected, it is recommended by the tourist brochure. It is so popular, and the taste is probably very good. .

It's just... I'm afraid they'll have to wait a while, Naoya thought.

"Look, I told you to use the runner," Gojo Satoru looked in, sighed at the crowd, and then suggested, "Why don't we go in and look at the menu first? After ordering, go directly to the line to save money. It’s a waste of time to toss in the middle.”

Naoya nodded when he heard the words, "Alright, let's see by the way, if there are any seasonal special dumplings that Zhenwang said."

"Okay, then let's go in now," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, his blue eyes narrowed, "You really have to hold on to me this time, there are so many people inside, don't be squeezed away in a while."

"How is it possible?" Naoya was amused when he heard the words, but still followed Gojo Satoru's words, he exerted a little more force in his hand and held on to the other party tightly.

For a while, Gojo Satoru laughed a little more happily, and led Naoya in with great momentum, and took advantage of the child's physical advantage, shuttled through the turbulent crowd, opened a way for Naoya, and finally came to the menu—full of sticks An entire wall, complete with different photos to preview.

"Let me see, shrimp, pork, scallops... they all feel very ordinary." Gojo Satoru glanced at them casually, and briefly commented, "Didn't it mean that there are some seasonal specials? How can I No... eh? What's that?"

"What?" Naoya followed Gojo Satoru's line of sight, but the next second he froze in place, his eyes slightly staring, filled with shock and disbelief.

I saw that in the upper right corner of the menu on the wall, the words "Special Seasonal Limited Dumplings" were specially marked, and below it were things like pictures and name tags that could be replaced and pasted. It is estimated that it is convenient to replace at any time, but these are not the point , the point is, the so-called 'seasonal limited dumplings' are posted there right now.

The photo of the dumpling seems to have been filtered and soft lighted. It is placed on a white porcelain plate with a plum pattern. The crystal clear dumpling skin is like a gelatinous water film, soft, shiny and elastic. , faintly revealing the light pink stuffing inside, coupled with the exquisite and delicate shape, the overall look is quite attractive-if the stuffing is not strawberry stuffing.

"Dumplings with strawberry stuffing? So it's the season for strawberries. Speaking of which, there were indeed strawberries in the fruits after dinner a few days ago... It feels sweet and delicious," Gojo Satoru said to himself Yu said, with full interest in his eyes, then looked at the person beside him, and asked with a smile, "Naozai, do you want to try it too... What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Naoya finally deeply understood and realized what kind of emotions Italians feel when they see pizza with pineapple.

The so-called blinding food is probably the case.

"No, I'm fine." After a while, Naoya took a deep breath, and then said slowly, "I'm just a little surprised, I didn't expect that strawberries can also be used to make dumplings..."

"Really," Gojo Satoru glanced at Naoya, and after confirming that the other party was fine, he suggested casually, "It looks quite delicious, why don't we eat this? It's a seasonal special."

Unexpectedly, Naoya reacted excitedly after hearing this, broke free from Gojo Satoru's hand, crossed his arms vigorously, shook his head desperately and refused, "No, absolutely not!"

"...Pfft," Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment by Naoya's sudden operation, and then couldn't help laughing, "Your reaction is so exaggerated, is it so scary?"

"Anyway, if you want to eat yourself, don't pull me." Naoya once again refused righteously. Seeing Gojo Satoru's thoughtful expression after listening, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous for a while, "I warn you, Don't try to secretly order one for me, I've already made up my mind, I want to eat pork dumplings!"

"Okay, then I'll just try it myself, and then don't regret it." Gojo Satoru could only shrug his shoulders, and then said with a smirk, "By the way, your Zhenwang hasn't caught up yet, ask me too. She is not interested in this season's limited dumplings."

"It's not that you are trying to drag me away," Naoya muttered, looking around, "There are too many people here, I don't know if Zhenwang has followed, or go out first and wait."

To be honest, because of seeing the so-called season-limited dumplings, his appetite has been greatly reduced now, so he has to go out quickly to get some fresh air.

Gojo Satoru naturally had no objection to this. After taking a menu, the two of them squeezed out together. As soon as they returned to the street, they saw Zhenwang following him. Come out, with some surprise on his face, "Master, have you already eaten?"

"No, there are too many people inside, and there is no room, so Wu and I thought to come out first and wait." Naoya shook his head and explained.

"The young master went in just now, did he already read the menu?" Zhenwang guessed, "Did you see the seasonal limited dumplings they advertised?"

"Uh...well, I saw it, it's just..." Naoya was forced to recall the weird strawberry dumplings again, with a tangled face, resistance written between his brows and eyes, and he couldn't even mention it. I don't want to mention it.

As a result, before he could finish speaking, Wujo Gojo, who was on the side, immediately took over the conversation with a smile, and handed over the paper menu in his hand, with a hint of excitement in his tone, "It's strawberry stuffed dumplings, what do you really hope?" So, are you interested, do you want to try it with me?"

After hearing this, Zhenwang was taken aback, his eyes clearly showed some surprise, just when Naoya thought that he had found a kindred spirit and could refuse strawberry dumplings with him, but he didn't want to, what Zhenwang was really surprised was yes--

"Master, don't you want to eat their seasonal dumplings?" Zhenwang asked softly, with a sincere look.

"...Don't you think that dumplings filled with strawberries are strange?" Naoya stared blankly at Mamochi and asked in a daze.

"It's really novel," Zhenwang nodded, and continued, "But looking at the pictures, I think the taste should be very good."

Naoya: "..."

In the end, the three managed to eat dumplings.

Gojo Satoru and Mamochi naturally chose the seasonally limited strawberry dumplings, while Naoya was still unswervingly fond of his pork dumplings.

"It's a pity, don't you really want to try it?" After the clerk brought the dumplings for the three of them to the table, Gojo Satoru couldn't wait to swallow a dumpling whole, and as he chewed with his lips and teeth, his eyes shone with a strange brilliance. Before he could even swallow it, he strongly recommended it to Naoya in a vague voice, "It's really delicious!"

"Master, it's really not bad," Zhenwang agreed, with eyebrows bent, "If you don't mind, I can ask the clerk to give you a small porcelain plate, and I'll share one for you to taste."

"No, I..."

"Hey, why are you so troublesome?" Gojo Gojo quickly picked up a pink and tender dumpling, and when Naoya opened his mouth to refuse, he quickly sent the dumpling into his mouth mouth, then covered it with his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "That's all right, don't spit it out, it's a waste of my kindness."

Naoya, who was forced to eat strawberry dumplings, had no choice but to chew and swallow the dumplings with a frown. As the thin layer of dumplings was broken, the sweet and delicious strawberry filling quickly permeated between the lips and tongue, with a hint of saltiness , on the contrary, it highlights the sweetness of strawberries. Not only is the taste not as strange as he imagined, but it has a subtle...delicious taste.

However, this is the most unacceptable!

It’s okay for the fillings to be weird, but why they still make them so delicious, Naoya almost broke down thinking about it, and a deep sense of guilt for betraying the traditional dumplings surged deep in his heart.

It can't be my fault, that guy Gojo Satoru forced it on me!

Thinking of this, Naoya ignored Gojo Satoru, who was still asking him how he felt about the strawberry dumplings, and locked his eyes on the pork dumplings in front of him. He wolfed down one mouthful after another, trying to wash away the strawberry dumplings in this way. The sweetness left by strawberry dumplings in the mouth.

Traditional dumplings are the best!Naoya raised his head to the sky and screamed in his heart.