Zhao Yingjun cracked a slight smile:
"Really? It’s quite rare to hear someone talk about their hometown like that. Generally, when people are away from home, they tend to view their hometown through rose-colored glasses, believing that everything was better back in their childhood days."
"There’s definitely a filter."
Lin Xian nodded his head:
"But as for the food, I’m just being honest. The culinary scene in Hang City turned out this way partly due to historical reasons, influenced by multiple factors."
"I’ve heard there’s a particular dish that’s quite famous..." Zhao Yingjun blinked:
"West Lake Vinegar Fish?"
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Lin Xian, who was in the middle of a bite, couldn’t help but laugh:
"Locally, we have a joke that says the preparation of West Lake Vinegar Fish is incredibly complex with many steps. If any step is done incorrectly, it accidentally becomes delicious."
"There’s also a saying that if a fish ends up becoming West Lake Vinegar Fish, then it has died in vain, the kind of death where it cannot close its eyes in peace."
"Is it that exaggerated?" Zhao Yingjun’s laughter was unstoppable, provoked by Lin Xian’s joke.
She pulled out a napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth:
"Then, when the opportunity arises, I must go to Hang City and taste just how bad this West Lake Vinegar Fish really is."
She blinked, looking at Lin Xian:
"Since I went abroad for studies when I was in my teens, I haven’t really visited many domestic tourist cities. After graduating, I directly came to Donghai City to start a business and establish MX Company. Once I got busy, I didn’t have the time to wander around much."
"Actually, I quite like Hang City, even though I’ve never been there. But somehow, it feels quite pleasant."
...
Lin Xian’s chopsticks hovered in mid-air.
Then he put the chopsticks down on the porcelain plate and rested his hands under the table.
He thought about the fake ID made by Huang Que, and... the ID number that started with the same digits as his hometown’s code.
"Do you know what the starting digits of Hang City’s ID card are?" Lin Xian asked.
"I don’t know."
Zhao Yingjun shook her head, puzzled, not understanding why Lin Xian would ask that:
"Is there a special meaning to it?"
"Not really."
Lin Xian smiled and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating:
"Generally, besides knowing the code of their birthplace’s ID card, people hardly know the codes from other places."
"Indeed."
Zhao Yingjun nodded:
"I only know my own. My dad’s is definitely the same as mine, and I can’t even remember the first six digits of my mom’s ID because she’s not from Imperial Capital. She was born in Sichuan, so naturally, her ID number is from there too."
"But after getting married, it’s definitely different."
Zhao Yingjun chuckled:
"In the West, there’s a tradition where the wife follows the husband’s surname after marriage, but that’s not the case in our country, so naturally, a woman doesn’t change her name after marriage, let alone her ID number. This string of numbers, set from birth, accompanies you all your life, no matter what."
"Once a person is married, they ought to remember their family members’ ID numbers, at least the first few digits. The first six digits of my ID are 110100."
She looked up at Lin Xian:
"Lin Xian, what about yours?"
"..." Lin Xian hesitated for a moment, looking at Zhao Yingjun.
This wasn’t supposed to be a difficult question.
But for some reason, he didn’t know why.
He thought of Huang Que.
He thought of her in that setting with Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun.
He had once asked Huang Que under the sunset at Amalienborg Palace, "Are you married?"
At that time, Huang Que just lowered her head, smiling without a word, answering, "I can’t say."
Considering.
Zhao Yingjun just mentioned that after marriage, a woman would generally remember her husband’s ID number...
Probably.
This question.
Huang Que didn’t have any problems saying it, but perhaps she didn’t want to say it, right?
"330127."
Lin Xian said softly.
He chuckled:
"Just like your office door’s passcode, no pattern, hard to remember, and easily forgotten."
Zhao Yingjun shook her head with a smile:
"If you can remember that complicated eight-digit office password, how hard can these six digits be?"
...
This meal was a comfortable one for Lin Xian.
Home-cooked meals were stomach-friendly, and maybe because of his recent busyness, he rarely had proper meals, so by comparison, this meal seemed especially delicious.
The dog was also pleased.
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It was time to go home, everyone to their own.
Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun got into the Alphard Business Vehicle, he asked the driver to drop by Zhao Yingjun’s apartment first, to drop her off at home.
But...
Just as Zhao Yingjun was getting off, something unexpected happened.
VV, the long-quiet Pomeranian! It refused to get off!
It seemed rather busy.
Held in Zhao Yingjun’s arms, it stretched its head and pawed at Lin Xian’s clothes, seemingly not wanting Lin Xian to leave.
"VV, today has already ended."
Zhao Yingjun reasoned with it:
"Lin Xian needs to go home too, next time we’ll invite Lin Xian over to play with you. You need to go home to rest and sleep, and so does Lin Xian, right?"
"Wu wu wang... Wua wang!!"
Seeing the Pomeranian on the verge of shedding tears out of pity, Lin Xian quickly also got out of the car and rubbed its head.
"It seems it doesn’t really want to leave you," Zhao Yingjun said.
"It looks like it."
Lin Xian watched the hopeful gaze of the Pomeranian VV.
What are you trying to do?
We surely can’t really expect me to take you with me, can we?