Brother Yang, can I have a taste?"
"Sure, but have you finished your beef?”
"I'm done. I'm done a long time ago.”
Wang Dahai stared at the tomato scrambled eggs in the pot without blinking. He was drooling.
Yang Zhe turned his head to take a look and found that the beef paste had indeed become sticky.
How much did Wang Dahai hate his neighbor, Zhao Liu?
It would take him 30 minutes to cook a pot of beef.
Wang Dahai only took twenty minutes.
Was this the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer with hatred?
"How is it? It's alright, right?"
"Not bad. You can eat it with your chopsticks.”
Under Yang Zhe's instructions, Wang Dahai picked up his chopsticks and took out a piece of scrambled egg from the pot.
The tempting golden egg was wrapped in a rich, sweet and sour tomato juice.
The two colors mixed together, pleasing to the eye.
After taking a bite, a faint sour and sweet taste and egg fragrance bloomed on the taste buds.
Under the dense and smooth texture, the juice and ingredients blended perfectly.
Wang Dahai could only feel a fresh, sweet, and soft taste swirling on his tongue.
First, he swallowed half a mouthful of the juice. The four flavors of sweet, sour, salty, and fragrant intertwined.
Then, there was the minced egg and the stir-fried tomato pulp, which was fragrant.
Brother Dahai took a deep breath and savored the sweetness on his tongue.
Then, he slowly opened his eyes, his face filled with enjoyment.
"Chef Yang, if I were a woman, I would definitely marry you!”
"You're thinking too much. If you were a woman, I would never marry you.”
Yang Zhe said as he set up the clean soup pot, filled it with water, and turned on the fire to boil it.
Then, he opened more than ten bags of handmade noodles and poured them into the pot.
"By the way, Brother Wang, I want to ask you something.”
Wang Dahai sucked the tip of his chopsticks."What is it?"
"Do you know what 88,000 yuan means?" Yang Zhe covered the pot.”
"Eighty-eight thousand? What is it?"
"Someone sent it to me. I asked her what she meant, but she didn't say anything.”
Wang Dahai crossed his arms and thought carefully."It sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it before.”
Yang Zhe frowned.”
"Anyway, it's not the price of buying things. You know, the current price is 19999 or 29999. I've never heard of a round number.”
This mine has also thought it's true that it's not like the price.”
Wang Dahai rubbed his chin and suddenly seemed to have grasped something.""Is it a man or a woman who sent you this number?”
A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Zhe's eyes.""A woman? Does this number have anything to do with her gender?”
"Is there anything else besides this number?”
"There's also a saying that two people in a room have three meals a day.”
"..."
Wang Dahai suddenly revealed an ambiguous smile.
Yang Zhe felt a little disgusted by this gaze, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.
"Brother Wang, can we talk about the matter?
Wang Dahai coughed."If I'm not wrong, this should be the price of the betrothal gift."”
Yang Zhe was stunned. This is a little ridiculous."
"It's true. The number 80,000 isn't common. The only time I heard it was when I married my wife.”
"Your wife wants a betrothal gift of 88,000?”
Wang Dahai nodded."They wanted 88,000 yuan. I haggled the price down to 31,800 yuan.”
Yang Zhe felt that this was a new thing after hearing this.”
"That's right, 31,800. The homonym is that three families will send it together, the in-laws 'family and your own family.”
"What else?"
"There are also 66,000, 88,000, and 100,000.”
Yang Zhe was confused.”
Wang Dahai picked up another egg and stuffed it into his mouth.""What kind of money is purple?"
"Five yuan."
"How much is Wan Zi?"
Yang Zhe couldn't help but laugh. So Qian Hong's Zhang is 1,100?”
Wang Dahai nodded.”
"What about a patch of green?"
"It's just one piece, but it's used to hold the baggage. You can give me as much as you want.”
"My classmate is getting married recently, and the betrothal gift cost 660,000 yuan.”
"Then your classmate is really awesome.”
Yang Zhe suddenly felt that the topic was a little off."Actually, I want to know why she sent me this.”
Wang Dahai put down his chopsticks.”
"..."
Yang Zhe was slightly stunned.
F * ck, f * ck, f * ck.
No wonder she didn't say anything and only sent a hint to her friends.
But this wasn't right, right? What kind of immortal was this?
There was indeed some ambiguous feelings between him and Reba.
However, they had always stopped there, and no one had ever said anything.
Although Reba had once confessed her love unintentionally.
She even said that if she opened a shop, she would be the lady boss.
But Yang Zhe never took this half-joking remark seriously.
But now, why was it suddenly about betrothal gifts?
He must have lost his memory, right?!
Why couldn't this story be pieced together?
(PS: Seeking monthly votes!!!)） Brother Yang, can I have a taste?"
"Sure, but have you finished your beef?”
"I'm done. I'm done a long time ago.”
Wang Dahai stared at the tomato scrambled eggs in the pot without blinking. He was drooling.
Yang Zhe turned his head to take a look and found that the beef paste had indeed become sticky.
How much did Wang Dahai hate his neighbor, Zhao Liu?
It would take him 30 minutes to cook a pot of beef.
Wang Dahai only took twenty minutes.
Was this the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer with hatred?
"How is it? It's alright, right?"
"Not bad. You can eat it with your chopsticks.”
Under Yang Zhe's instructions, Wang Dahai picked up his chopsticks and took out a piece of scrambled egg from the pot.
The tempting golden egg was wrapped in a rich, sweet and sour tomato juice.
The two colors mixed together, pleasing to the eye.
After taking a bite, a faint sour and sweet taste and egg fragrance bloomed on the taste buds.
Under the dense and smooth texture, the juice and ingredients blended perfectly.
Wang Dahai could only feel a fresh, sweet, and soft taste swirling on his tongue.
First, he swallowed half a mouthful of the juice. The four flavors of sweet, sour, salty, and fragrant intertwined.
Then, there was the minced egg and the stir-fried tomato pulp, which was fragrant.
Brother Dahai took a deep breath and savored the sweetness on his tongue.
Then, he slowly opened his eyes, his face filled with enjoyment.
"Chef Yang, if I were a woman, I would definitely marry you!”
"You're thinking too much. If you were a woman, I would never marry you.”
Yang Zhe said as he set up the clean soup pot, filled it with water, and turned on the fire to boil it.
Then, he opened more than ten bags of handmade noodles and poured them into the pot.
"By the way, Brother Wang, I want to ask you something.”
Wang Dahai sucked the tip of his chopsticks."What is it?"
"Do you know what 88,000 yuan means?" Yang Zhe covered the pot.”
"Eighty-eight thousand? What is it?"
"Someone sent it to me. I asked her what she meant, but she didn't say anything.”
Wang Dahai crossed his arms and thought carefully."It sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it before.”
Yang Zhe frowned.”
"Anyway, it's not the price of buying things. You know, the current price is 19999 or 29999. I've never heard of a round number.”
This mine has also thought it's true that it's not like the price.”
Wang Dahai rubbed his chin and suddenly seemed to have grasped something.""Is it a man or a woman who sent you this number?”
A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Zhe's eyes.""A woman? Does this number have anything to do with her gender?”
"Is there anything else besides this number?”
"There's also a saying that two people in a room have three meals a day.”
"..."
Wang Dahai suddenly revealed an ambiguous smile.
Yang Zhe felt a little disgusted by this gaze, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.
"Brother Wang, can we talk about the matter?
Wang Dahai coughed."If I'm not wrong, this should be the price of the betrothal gift."”
Yang Zhe was stunned. This is a little ridiculous."
"It's true. The number 80,000 isn't common. The only time I heard it was when I married my wife.”
"Your wife wants a betrothal gift of 88,000?”
Wang Dahai nodded."They wanted 88,000 yuan. I haggled the price down to 31,800 yuan.”
Yang Zhe felt that this was a new thing after hearing this.”
"That's right, 31,800. The homonym is that three families will send it together, the in-laws 'family and your own family.”
"What else?"
"There are also 66,000, 88,000, and 100,000.”
Yang Zhe was confused.”
Wang Dahai picked up another egg and stuffed it into his mouth.""What kind of money is purple?"
"Five yuan."
"How much is Wan Zi?"
Yang Zhe couldn't help but laugh. So Qian Hong's Zhang is 1,100?”
Wang Dahai nodded.”
"What about a patch of green?"
"It's just one piece, but it's used to hold the baggage. You can give me as much as you want.”
"My classmate is getting married recently, and the betrothal gift cost 660,000 yuan.”
"Then your classmate is really awesome.”
Yang Zhe suddenly felt that the topic was a little off."Actually, I want to know why she sent me this.”
Wang Dahai put down his chopsticks.”
"..."
Yang Zhe was slightly stunned.
F * ck, f * ck, f * ck.
No wonder she didn't say anything and only sent a hint to her friends.
But this wasn't right, right? What kind of immortal was this?
There was indeed some ambiguous feelings between him and Reba.
However, they had always stopped there, and no one had ever said anything.
Although Reba had once confessed her love unintentionally.
She even said that if she opened a shop, she would be the lady boss.
But Yang Zhe never took this half-joking remark seriously.
But now, why was it suddenly about betrothal gifts?
He must have lost his memory, right?!
Why couldn't this story be pieced together?
(PS: Seeking monthly votes!!!)） Brother Yang, can I have a taste?"
"Sure, but have you finished your beef?”
"I'm done. I'm done a long time ago.”
Wang Dahai stared at the tomato scrambled eggs in the pot without blinking. He was drooling.
Yang Zhe turned his head to take a look and found that the beef paste had indeed become sticky.
How much did Wang Dahai hate his neighbor, Zhao Liu?
It would take him 30 minutes to cook a pot of beef.
Wang Dahai only took twenty minutes.
Was this the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer with hatred?
"How is it? It's alright, right?"
"Not bad. You can eat it with your chopsticks.”
Under Yang Zhe's instructions, Wang Dahai picked up his chopsticks and took out a piece of scrambled egg from the pot.
The tempting golden egg was wrapped in a rich, sweet and sour tomato juice.
The two colors mixed together, pleasing to the eye.
After taking a bite, a faint sour and sweet taste and egg fragrance bloomed on the taste buds.
Under the dense and smooth texture, the juice and ingredients blended perfectly.
Wang Dahai could only feel a fresh, sweet, and soft taste swirling on his tongue.
First, he swallowed half a mouthful of the juice. The four flavors of sweet, sour, salty, and fragrant intertwined.
Then, there was the minced egg and the stir-fried tomato pulp, which was fragrant.
Brother Dahai took a deep breath and savored the sweetness on his tongue.
Then, he slowly opened his eyes, his face filled with enjoyment.
"Chef Yang, if I were a woman, I would definitely marry you!”
"You're thinking too much. If you were a woman, I would never marry you.”
Yang Zhe said as he set up the clean soup pot, filled it with water, and turned on the fire to boil it.
Then, he opened more than ten bags of handmade noodles and poured them into the pot.
"By the way, Brother Wang, I want to ask you something.”
Wang Dahai sucked the tip of his chopsticks."What is it?"
"Do you know what 88,000 yuan means?" Yang Zhe covered the pot.”
"Eighty-eight thousand? What is it?"
"Someone sent it to me. I asked her what she meant, but she didn't say anything.”
Wang Dahai crossed his arms and thought carefully."It sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it before.”
Yang Zhe frowned.”
"Anyway, it's not the price of buying things. You know, the current price is 19999 or 29999. I've never heard of a round number.”
This mine has also thought it's true that it's not like the price.”
Wang Dahai rubbed his chin and suddenly seemed to have grasped something.""Is it a man or a woman who sent you this number?”
A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Zhe's eyes.""A woman? Does this number have anything to do with her gender?”
"Is there anything else besides this number?”
"There's also a saying that two people in a room have three meals a day.”
"..."
Wang Dahai suddenly revealed an ambiguous smile.
Yang Zhe felt a little disgusted by this gaze, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.
"Brother Wang, can we talk about the matter?
Wang Dahai coughed."If I'm not wrong, this should be the price of the betrothal gift."”
Yang Zhe was stunned. This is a little ridiculous."
"It's true. The number 80,000 isn't common. The only time I heard it was when I married my wife.”
"Your wife wants a betrothal gift of 88,000?”
Wang Dahai nodded."They wanted 88,000 yuan. I haggled the price down to 31,800 yuan.”
Yang Zhe felt that this was a new thing after hearing this.”
"That's right, 31,800. The homonym is that three families will send it together, the in-laws 'family and your own family.”
"What else?"
"There are also 66,000, 88,000, and 100,000.”
Yang Zhe was confused.”
Wang Dahai picked up another egg and stuffed it into his mouth.""What kind of money is purple?"
"Five yuan."
"How much is Wan Zi?"
Yang Zhe couldn't help but laugh. So Qian Hong's Zhang is 1,100?”
Wang Dahai nodded.”
"What about a patch of green?"
"It's just one piece, but it's used to hold the baggage. You can give me as much as you want.”
"My classmate is getting married recently, and the betrothal gift cost 660,000 yuan.”
"Then your classmate is really awesome.”
Yang Zhe suddenly felt that the topic was a little off."Actually, I want to know why she sent me this.”
Wang Dahai put down his chopsticks.”
"..."
Yang Zhe was slightly stunned.
F * ck, f * ck, f * ck.
No wonder she didn't say anything and only sent a hint to her friends.
But this wasn't right, right? What kind of immortal was this?
There was indeed some ambiguous feelings between him and Reba.
However, they had always stopped there, and no one had ever said anything.
Although Reba had once confessed her love unintentionally.
She even said that if she opened a shop, she would be the lady boss.
But Yang Zhe never took this half-joking remark seriously.
But now, why was it suddenly about betrothal gifts?
He must have lost his memory, right?!
Why couldn't this story be pieced together?
(PS: Seeking monthly votes!!!)） Brother Yang, can I have a taste?"
"Sure, but have you finished your beef?”
"I'm done. I'm done a long time ago.”
Wang Dahai stared at the tomato scrambled eggs in the pot without blinking. He was drooling.
Yang Zhe turned his head to take a look and found that the beef paste had indeed become sticky.
How much did Wang Dahai hate his neighbor, Zhao Liu?
It would take him 30 minutes to cook a pot of beef.
Wang Dahai only took twenty minutes.
Was this the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer with hatred?
"How is it? It's alright, right?"
"Not bad. You can eat it with your chopsticks.”
Under Yang Zhe's instructions, Wang Dahai picked up his chopsticks and took out a piece of scrambled egg from the pot.
The tempting golden egg was wrapped in a rich, sweet and sour tomato juice.
The two colors mixed together, pleasing to the eye.
After taking a bite, a faint sour and sweet taste and egg fragrance bloomed on the taste buds.
Under the dense and smooth texture, the juice and ingredients blended perfectly.
Wang Dahai could only feel a fresh, sweet, and soft taste swirling on his tongue.
First, he swallowed half a mouthful of the juice. The four flavors of sweet, sour, salty, and fragrant intertwined.
Then, there was the minced egg and the stir-fried tomato pulp, which was fragrant.
Brother Dahai took a deep breath and savored the sweetness on his tongue.
Then, he slowly opened his eyes, his face filled with enjoyment.
"Chef Yang, if I were a woman, I would definitely marry you!”
"You're thinking too much. If you were a woman, I would never marry you.”
Yang Zhe said as he set up the clean soup pot, filled it with water, and turned on the fire to boil it.
Then, he opened more than ten bags of handmade noodles and poured them into the pot.
"By the way, Brother Wang, I want to ask you something.”
Wang Dahai sucked the tip of his chopsticks."What is it?"
"Do you know what 88,000 yuan means?" Yang Zhe covered the pot.”
"Eighty-eight thousand? What is it?"
"Someone sent it to me. I asked her what she meant, but she didn't say anything.”
Wang Dahai crossed his arms and thought carefully."It sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it before.”
Yang Zhe frowned.”
"Anyway, it's not the price of buying things. You know, the current price is 19999 or 29999. I've never heard of a round number.”
This mine has also thought it's true that it's not like the price.”
Wang Dahai rubbed his chin and suddenly seemed to have grasped something.""Is it a man or a woman who sent you this number?”
A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Zhe's eyes.""A woman? Does this number have anything to do with her gender?”
"Is there anything else besides this number?”
"There's also a saying that two people in a room have three meals a day.”
"..."
Wang Dahai suddenly revealed an ambiguous smile.
Yang Zhe felt a little disgusted by this gaze, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.
"Brother Wang, can we talk about the matter?
Wang Dahai coughed."If I'm not wrong, this should be the price of the betrothal gift."”
Yang Zhe was stunned. This is a little ridiculous."
"It's true. The number 80,000 isn't common. The only time I heard it was when I married my wife.”
"Your wife wants a betrothal gift of 88,000?”
Wang Dahai nodded."They wanted 88,000 yuan. I haggled the price down to 31,800 yuan.”
Yang Zhe felt that this was a new thing after hearing this.”
"That's right, 31,800. The homonym is that three families will send it together, the in-laws 'family and your own family.”
"What else?"
"There are also 66,000, 88,000, and 100,000.”
Yang Zhe was confused.”
Wang Dahai picked up another egg and stuffed it into his mouth.""What kind of money is purple?"
"Five yuan."
"How much is Wan Zi?"
Yang Zhe couldn't help but laugh. So Qian Hong's Zhang is 1,100?”
Wang Dahai nodded.”
"What about a patch of green?"
"It's just one piece, but it's used to hold the baggage. You can give me as much as you want.”
"My classmate is getting married recently, and the betrothal gift cost 660,000 yuan.”
"Then your classmate is really awesome.”
Yang Zhe suddenly felt that the topic was a little off."Actually, I want to know why she sent me this.”
Wang Dahai put down his chopsticks.”
"..."
Yang Zhe was slightly stunned.
F * ck, f * ck, f * ck.
No wonder she didn't say anything and only sent a hint to her friends.
But this wasn't right, right? What kind of immortal was this?
There was indeed some ambiguous feelings between him and Reba.
However, they had always stopped there, and no one had ever said anything.
Although Reba had once confessed her love unintentionally.
She even said that if she opened a shop, she would be the lady boss.
But Yang Zhe never took this half-joking remark seriously.
But now, why was it suddenly about betrothal gifts?
He must have lost his memory, right?!
Why couldn't this story be pieced together?
(PS: Seeking monthly votes!!!)）
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