"Silly Zhu, if it wasn't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do…I'll go back then.”
"Yes, go quickly. It won't taste good if it's cold. Give it to the stick to nourish it.”
Seeing Qin Huiru enter the house, Silly Zhu, who was standing on the spot and smiling foolishly, walked back.
When he got home, there was only some coarse grain left.'
He boiled some cabbage, handed over two drops of oil, and added some coarse salt.
He used his chopsticks to mix it a few times before breaking the hard cornbread and soaking it in it. He then gulped it down.
She was full, but the taste was not to be mentioned.
However, Silly Zhu didn't care.
How could a chef like him starve himself?
When he was cooking every day, he had already tasted his fill, so he didn't lack this taste…
He thought of the remaining half of the steamed fish and roasted chicken in the lunch box.
Silly Zhu swallowed his saliva and lay on the bed, closing his eyes.
There was nothing in the dream?
At Qin Huairu's house, Jia Zhangshi and the stick were eating with oily mouths.
Half of the fish was gone in a few bites. Jia Zhangshi even carefully smashed the fish bones clean, not leaving a single drop of meat residue.
The roast chicken was so chewed that its bones were almost white before it reluctantly put it down.
"Mommy, Little Dang wants to eat meat." Little Dang, who was not full to begin with, sucked his fingers and drooled.
Suck, suck, suck…
After wiping her oily fingers clean, Jia Zhangshi rolled her eyes and said,""What can a good-for-nothing eat…Well, there are still some bones here.”
"Mom." Qin Huairu was furious. This was his biological granddaughter, yet he was feeding her like a dog?
Seeing the anger in Qin Huairu's eyes, Jia Zhangshi finally shut her mouth.
Hugging her wailing daughter, Qin Huairu comforted her," Little Dang, be good. I'll make you chicken soup tomorrow. The soup made from chicken bones is delicious.”
After talking for a long time, he still couldn't bear to throw away the bone.
Although the bones were sucked clean, the oil in the bones could still be boiled into a pot of soup.
When Little Dang heard that there was chicken soup to drink, he drooled and stopped crying. He nodded obediently and said,"Little Dang wants chicken soup."
Beside him, the stick meme stuck out his stomach and happily imitated Grandma as he lay on the brick bed.
As for his sister, he would give her some when he had enough. How could he give her some when he had enough?
It was a waste to eat too much of a money-losing thing.
This little ingrate had learned his grandmother's ideas from a young age.
After feeding the vampire, the family finally stopped.
The night was silent as they waited for the sun to rise.
The news of Yang Jianguo's blind date spread in the courtyard.
Third Aunt met Mrs. Liu who was going back last night and asked. Mrs. Liu told her the truth.
Matchmaking was not something shameful, so there was nothing to hide.
Therefore, Third Aunt had been guarding the door early in the morning.
Every time she saw someone, she would say,'Jianguo is going on a blind date today. I wonder whose daughter it is?'
In the morning, every household had to empty their urinal.
There were no public toilets in the courtyard, so they had to go to the dry toilets on the street outside. This went back and forth, and the news spread in the courtyard.
Yang Jianguo was still having breakfast at home. He cracked two eggs, made a steamed egg, and steamed two steamed buns.
Heh, luxury is right!
Sitting in front of the stove, Yang Jianguo opened the system.'
Ding! You have signed in for three consecutive days this week. You have received five catties of braised beef, a box of White Rabbit Creamy Candy, and a roasted lamb leg.
Seeing the rich rewards, Yang Jianguo patted his thigh happily." I'm lucky to have come today."”
He took out the spiced beef first, and the hot steam only drifted out.
Yang Jianguo cut them into the size of duck eggs for breakfast, and then put the rest back into the system warehouse.
The cooked food rewarded by the system definitely tasted good.
According to Yang Jianguo, this was the standard of a chef at a state banquet.
As for the System Warehouse, anything that actually belonged to Yang Jianguo could be stored in the warehouse.
Moreover, no matter if it was hot or cold, as long as it was placed inside, it would definitely not go bad.
Like the spiced beef just now, the next time he took it out, it would still be hot, as if it had just been braised.
Last time, Yang Jianguo tried to put a popsicle in it, but he took it out three days later. It was a hard stick…
To him, this warehouse seemed to have frozen time and space.
As for whether he could put living things in it, Yang Jianguo hadn't had the time to experiment.
When he came to this world, he first prepared for his father's funeral, then he rushed back and forth to treat his mother's illness.
Later on, he was unable to cook and almost starved to death.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the system that was late saved his life.
Enter the factory to take over and improve his skills!
After everything had settled down, Mrs. Liu went to look for him again." Jianguo, do you want a wife or not?”
Yang Jianguo asked about the girl's situation. She was an official worker in the food factory and earned 39.6 yuan a month.
I am the accountant of the supply and marketing cooperative.
There was nothing to choose from in terms of looks, but her butt was not big enough. She did not know if he would mind.
At that time, Yang Jianguo made up his mind." Of course not!”
Nowadays, it was very important to have a big butt, but 90% of those with a big butt had a strong body.
On the contrary, those who were thinner and slimmer were despised by others.
How could a skinny person work without any strength? In this day and age, when a family married a wife, they would have an extra source of labor.
All day long, he couldn't lift his hand or pick his room. Who the hell wanted it!
However, Yang Jianguo's taste came from his previous life. The so-called standards of this era really didn't suit him.
He just wanted someone with a slim figure and decent looks.
Wife!
With his own conditions, he was used to pain and enjoy life.
Other families would order their wives around, but he would spoil his wife to the heavens.
If you're unhappy, you'll bite me?
As for beauty…
Forget it!
Big brother, what kind of beauty have you not seen in the internet age?
If he picked according to the standard in his heart, how could there be a 'beauty?'
Take Qin Huairu in the courtyard for example. Any man's eyes would light up when they saw her.
However, in Yang Jianguo's eyes, she was just an ordinary person on the streets.
Pretty?
Lying is easy to get struck by lightning, you know!
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