"Dear, this is for you—a betrothal gift and a little something for our meeting. It's back pay I received from my superiors when I returned last year. It isn't much, but please, take it and spend it."
Zhang Qian glanced at Xue Xingzhou, who smiled and said, "If he's giving it to you, just take it."
"Thank you, Dad."
Only then did Zhang Qian bashfully accept it. She felt the envelope for a moment. 'Why does it feel a little hard?'
She was too embarrassed to open it right then, so she put it away for the time being.
Soon, the sliced roast duck was served. Zheng Guofeng, worried they had never had it before, gave them a demonstration.
The roast duck was served with sauce, cucumber strips, and shredded scallions, all to be rolled up in a thin pancake. Xue Yue followed suit, and after rolling one up and taking a bite, she found it was delicious. 'So you can eat duck this way, too.'
