Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

Chapter 41 Yi Zhonghai Wants to Treat Sha Zhu to Chicken Stew

This robot is not bad, Xu Damao is the best tool to clean up the silly pillars.

"What about the kung fu soda, how long will it last?"

[Don't ask, just ask for 10 minutes. 】

"Yes, I am redundant."

After lunch, the workers came back from the cafeteria one after another.

He chatted with everyone for a while, and then started to continue working.

This afternoon, Jiang Weidong was in a good mood and worked very hard.

Before leaving get off work, he made a special trip to find Master Wang and borrowed his notes from him.

When Lao Wang handed him the notebook, he was quite surprised, "Xiao Jiang, why are you doing this?"

"In terms of skills, both Master Liu and Master Yi are above me."

"They are scrambling to lend you their notes, why did you come here to borrow me, a level six fitter?"

Jiang Weidong said with a smile, "Because there is a lack of calculation in your notes."

As he said that, he stuffed a bag of things in his hand to the other party, "Master Wang, I'm giving you this tea, so let me express my gratitude to you."

Lao Wang pushed it back as soon as he tried his best, "I don't want it, is this something worthy of gratitude?"

"Besides, your parents are gone, and I know the conditions of your family."

"Isn't it three or four taels for such an order of tea? It costs more than one dollar, how many dollars do you earn a month?"

"Take it back, take it back!"

Jiang Weidong swished the tea bag, threw it into the personal locker where Lao Wang put his work clothes, turned around and ran away.

"Master Wang, thank you, I will return the notes tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I will definitely be admitted as a second-level fitter, and I will never let you down!"

After hearing this, Lao Wang smiled gratifiedly. He picked up the tea bag and smelled it, and he couldn't help being shocked!
This taste...

Isn't this the Ji'an white tea that I have endured several times, but I am not willing to buy it?
This pack is more than one piece!
Lao Wang once again looked in the direction where Jiang Weidong ran away, and nodded in relief, "This kid has finally enlightened."

After returning home from get off work, Jiang Weidong wanted to make dinner first.

But I thought again, if the memory bread takes up the same stomach as the real bread, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

Not to mention wasting time, wasting food is also shameful.

So, without further ado, he took out Lao Wang's notebook from the army green satchel and laid it flat on the table.

Then take a slice of bread from the space first.

The appearance of this bread is exactly the same as the sliced ​​toast bread sold in supermarkets decades later.

Looking at the ink marks floating all over the notebook, Jiang Weidong's brows gradually knit together.

"System, this is too dirty, won't it be poisoned?"

[Excuse me, host, are soldiers afraid of this? 】

Of course not afraid!
Certainly not afraid!
This aggressive method is simply too effective.

Without saying a word, Jiang Weidong picked up a piece of bread and pressed it on the first page of the notebook with a "snap".

He picked it up and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Just three to five seconds after he swallowed the bread, the contents of the first page of the notebook really appeared in his mind.

And it was so impressive, just like the "hand is in the hand, up, middle and down" learned when I was a child.

What's more worth mentioning is that the printed bread does not have any other strange smells such as ink.

Not only that, but it also has a strong egg yolk taste when you eat it.

"This is really a good thing!"

"I can remember things without talking, and I don't feel full at all!"

Jiang Weidong turned back a few pages, counted them, and added the first page, there were only nine titles in total.

He immediately took out eight more sheets from the space, and "slapped" each page and printed it once.

Then eat it without hesitation.

After a few minutes, the contents of the notes are already familiar by heart.

He tried it, and sure enough he memorized all of them.

It's not bad at all!

He snapped his fingers excitedly, "One word, definitely."

Now that the task is done, it's time to figure out what's for dinner.

"In this weather, it's absolutely super nice to have a big bowl of warm sauce and braised noodles!"

Just do it.

He scooped up two bowls of noodles from the space, and first made a large bowl of hand-rolled noodles.

Immediately afterwards, among the ingredients such as pork belly/meat, tricholoma, shiitake mushrooms, fungus, yellow flowers, eggs, carrageenan, winter bamboo shoots, etc., only take a little bit of each and mix them together.

When the broth is about to come out of the pot, thicken it with starch until it becomes sticky.

Finally, pour it on the noodles with a splash!
This authentic old Beijing braised noodle is ready.

The smell is so fragrant that it will definitely make all children under the age of ten cry.

Jiang Weidong ate deliciously here, but Yi Zhonghai's family didn't even bother to cook.

It's a mess!
Yesterday Silly Zhu took the three brothers and sisters to the health center to see their burns. Xiaodang and Huaihua were fine, and they weren't too serious.

After taking the medicine, after a day, the burnt area has also faded a lot.

It's just that the stick was so hot that there were red marks on the face, hands, and neck.

After taking the ice-cold medicine yesterday, under the careful care of the aunt, I slept soundly all night.

But it stands to reason that the medicine should be changed today, as the doctor ordered.

But the question is - who will take it?

To put it more bluntly, who will pay for the replacement medicine?
Facing the howling stick, beads of sweat oozed from Yi Zhonghai's forehead.

He thought about it for a long time, and told the aunt, "You go to the third courtyard, and call me Silly Zhu."

The first mother was also flustered by the stick, "What do you want him to do? At this time, he must have dinner with the family."

With his hands behind his back, Yi Zhonghai paced back and forth on the ground, feeling very anxious, and blamed her for asking nonsense.

"Tell you to go, you go, why so much nonsense!"

"Don't tell me what's going on when you go, just say that I have something to discuss with him!"

The aunt had no choice but to open the door and rush into the courtyard.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Shazhu eating well by himself.

Just looking at the lunch box, one can tell that this dish must have been brought back from the canteen of the rolling mill.

It was precisely because Qin Huairu was not at home that the brother and sister BangGong ate at the uncle's house.

He is so stupid that he can chew and chew on a mouthful of food.

If it was going to be peaceful, Qin Huairu would have taken away even the net bag.

"Yo, big mom, why are you here? Have you eaten yet?"

As Silly Zhu said, he grabbed two peanuts with his hands and threw them into his mouth.

"I haven't eaten yet, I'm cooking now." Seeing that he was eating deliciously, the first mother thought of an excuse, "Zhuzi, your uncle asked you to come over for dinner."

"Ask me to eat? What delicious food did your family do today?" Silly Zhu thought it was real.

The aunt thought to herself, why are you asking this, I haven't had time to make it up yet.

So, he said casually, "Uh, I stewed a chicken."

Silly Zhu's eyes lit up when he heard that there was chicken to eat, "Hey, what day is it today?"

"Come on, Grandpa invited me to eat chicken, so I definitely have to go!"

"Then let's save my peanuts for tomorrow!"

As he said that, he put the things at the bottom of the box, one by one, into the cupboard.

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