Transmigrated as the Mother of the Abused Male Lead in a Tragic Novel

Chapter 57: Fried Shrimp Balls

Chapter 57

The customers who came in were a husband and wife who looked very well-matched.

The man held his wife's hand, "What would you like to eat?"

The woman shook her head, looking like she didn't have much of an appetite.

looked at the menu handed over, "Hmm... let's get an order of Kung Pao shrimp balls, a plate of tiger skin peppers, a bowl of West Lake beef soup, and two bowls of rice."

The food came up quickly. Smelling the aromas in the air, the woman couldn't help feeling rather hungry.

"The flavor's not bad. Try some," the man picked out a shrimp for her. "The texture of this shrimp is bouncy—they must be fresh."

After eating a few bites, the woman also praised, "It really is delicious."

After eating their fill, the two of them sat in silence.

The man was the first to speak. "Full? Want shaved ice for dessert? I saw it on the menu."

"No need, I've been too busy the last few days to digest much," the woman shook her head.

Another stretch of silence.

"Well... let's go then," the woman finally said.

Without a word, they went to pay at the counter. smiled and asked, "How was it? The food good?"

"Very nice, we ate well," the woman smiled back.

"I'm glad to hear. You two look well-matched—your relationship must be wonderful!" handed back change as she spoke.

"We match?" The man glanced at his wife.

"Very well-matched. You two have a unique temperament, clearly special, but your auras harmonize so you look very well-suited," enthused.

The woman smiled. "Thank you, young lady."

"My pleasure. Please come again soon!" saw them to the door.

About a week later, the couple returned and ordered the same dishes.

still remembered them and greeted them with a smile as she served them.

The woman also smiled back warmly.

With few customers in the restaurant, sat at a nearby table reading a thick textbook.

The man suddenly asked, "Not getting divorced?"

"No divorce," the woman said. "I thought it over more and didn't see anything unacceptable."

"But the shop?"

"There's Wenhao!"

"......"

The conversation ended vaguely with Ding Sha murmuring, "We'll see, we'll see."

" poked her head in through the curtain. "Sister Ding Sha! The Tasty Rice company sent samples!"

Ding Sha went over immediately. "Oh? How do they look?"

"Haven't tried them yet, but the packaging looks pretty good!"

They'd commissioned an illustrator to design packaging featuring Ding Sha's courtyard and a silhouette of her in the background.

Ding Sha opened a can and spooned some out. "Have a taste. What do you think?"

tried a spoonful, eyes shining. "Delicious! Good with rice!"

Ding Sha also sampled some. Though not as tasty as her handmade version, it was still much better than commercial jarred rice porridge on the market.

"Tasty Rice raised the price a little," read messages on her phone as she ate. "They also hope you can stream to promote the product."

"Stream?" Ding Sha shook her head decisively.

"I know my limits. I only have so many followers."

"Don't underestimate yourself!" retorted. "You broke 500k followers long ago! Great stats!"

She listed a few other influencers, none growing nearly as quickly as Ding Sha.

Spurred on by , Ding Sha was no longer camera-shy, but still somewhat apprehensive.

"What if I mess up?"

"You won't, you won't!" After analyzing for ages, concluded, "You'd have to try to fail."

Seeing Xiao Jun nod too, Ding Sha felt a glimmer of anticipation herself. "Well... shall we try?"

excitedly messaged Tasty Rice back while Ding Sha pondered how best to prepare.

The news that wife would be livestreaming also went out, eliciting declarations of support from smitten fans—much to the neglected Xiao Jun's jealousy.

The sour Xiao Jun thought of making dumplings every day.

The long-awaited stream day finally arrived. Ding Sha sat nervously before the camera.

"Um, hi everyone... I'm Leisurely Wind and Moon..."