It is difficult for a good person to be reborn

The eggshell-like car flew directly to the elevated place on the second floor. After Yang Zhengqi told the destination, he let the car drive freely to the destination.

"Fly?" Yang Zhengqi was a little amused, although there are not many vehicles that can drive on the second-floor elevated road, so they can't be equated with airplanes, right?Nowadays, there are many people who have a private jet driver's license, but after all, the cost of owning a private jet is relatively expensive, so even small private jets are not common.

"No, it was a little sudden." Zhang Qirui wanted to cheer, but he had to remain calm. In his previous life, the car could only drive on the ground, but now it can fly directly to the second floor, and it seems to be driving automatically.It's really convenient, so people who don't have a driver's license and don't know the way can drive. Road idiots or something, really can't afford to hurt for a lifetime.

Zhang Qirui curiously asked the price of the car, then turned around silently and wept. Sure enough, no matter what time it was, the local tyrants were still shining golden.

Zhang Qirui touched the car, um, as expected of a BMW, in which era it was always so golden, I don’t know if it’s an Apple phone now, and if it’s really as long as a sword, Zhang Qirui’s original The main family did not find the mobile phone, so they do not know the current mobile phone market.

"Here we are." There are not many cars on the second-floor elevated highway, and each car travels at a similar speed and distance, so there is no problem of traffic jams or overtaking, and soon arrived at Yang Zhengqi's home.Zhang Qirui was not surprised that the final destination was in front of a villa. How could it be possible for the world of local tyrants to live in an ordinary high-rise?

This simple two-storey villa has its own small courtyard in front of it. After opening the door and entering, you can see some unknown flowers and plants growing on the wall. Obviously, the owner is of the type who doesn't like to care about the flowers and plants. Exuberant, but it should be set up with functions such as timed watering.

"Master," before he reached the door, Uncle Fu just came over to open the door, Zhang Qirui just wanted to close his eyes when he heard the address, ah, did I go back to ancient times, or came to modern times?Housekeeper or something, I feel tired and don't like it.

"Uncle Fu, haven't you gone back yet?" Uncle Fu has something to do at home these few days and is planning to go back. Yang Zhengqi agreed to Uncle Fu's request in the morning.

Uncle Fu hesitated for a while and did not answer.

"Oh, this is my friend, Zhang Qirui." Yang Zhengqi said, "It's okay, we can make food by ourselves, so you go first." Seeing Uncle Fu's appearance, he knew that Uncle Fu thought he was bringing friends, but he didn't. Prepare lunch.

"Then young master, I'll go back first. The meals for these few days are all prepared in the refrigerator." Uncle Fu said.

"Okay." Yang Zhengqi said that he knew, and signaled Uncle Fu to rest assured that no matter what, he would not let himself go hungry.

Faced with this cumbersome farewell procedure, Zhang Qirui really wanted to ask, did I time travel? If it was 50 years later, something seemed wrong. . .I have to say, Zhang Qirui, when looking at the history, you have to be careful and prepared. There was no Opium War, and the Qing Dynasty changed after Kangxi. You should read it carefully. You can’t just read novels and read After the Ming and Qing Dynasties came Huaguo, and we have to take a closer look at the origin of Huaguo. I have to say that our little friend Zhang Qirui still underestimated the cheating of the God of Traveling. When Zhang Qirui noticed the history one day, he would find that, What a master of time travel, such an inconspicuous difference (heavy fog is actually very obvious), a time traveler would not notice it.

"What do you want for lunch?" Yang Zhengqi asked after the two entered the room.

"Uh..." Zhang Qirui was a little puzzled about the process of getting along with the two of them. They had only met twice, so the degree of acquaintance was a little too fast.But it was clear that Zhang Qirui and Yang Zhengqi didn't understand each other. Seeing Zhang Qirui's puzzled look, Yang Zhengqi only thought that he was worried about his cooking skills, and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Fu is ready."

Yang Zhengqi brought Zhang Qirui to the front of the refrigerator. This double-door refrigerator is a bit too big. Every dish is served in a bowl, and it seems that it can be eaten as soon as it is warmed up.

"You eat so much in one meal?" Zhang Qirui looked at Yang Zhengqi with the eyes of a local tyrant.

"Haha, what are you thinking?" Yang Zhengqi said with a smile, "This is for a few days."

"Oh, whatever, I don't care." Zhang Qirui said, "Why don't I cook it." Looking at the dishes in Yang Zhengqi's refrigerator and the bright kitchen, and seeing Yang Zhengqi's appearance in a neat suit, it is really unimaginable Come out, what would it be like if he was cooking.Besides, if you really signed a contract with him, you can't eat the dishes made by the boss, it's too much like a nurturing or something.

"It's fine." Yang Zhengqi was not polite. Although he could cook, Uncle Fu even prepared the seasoning for convenience, but Yang Zhengqi felt that he still lacked a few talents in cooking.

Looking through the dishes in the refrigerator, Zhang Qirui was going to make a soup with one meat and two vegetables, "How about scrambled eggs with tomatoes, braised pork in brown sauce, fried pork with green peppers, and borscht?"

The incompatibility of borscht and braised pork is not what Zhang Qirui wants to consider at all. He looked at the beets, cabbage, potatoes, onions that have been cut in the refrigerator, and there are ready-made tomatoes, beef, and radishes. Kind of like, on a whim, in fact, Zhang Qirui didn't have enough to eat before the orphanage, and Zhang Qirui even thought about taking the exam to be a chef to fill his stomach.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want." Yang Zhengqi is very satisfied with the current state of the two of them getting along, so it doesn't lie in the principle of collocation.

"You go out first." Zhang Qirui took out an apron from behind the door and put it on. It has to be said that an old man like Uncle Fu likes an apron with a yellow duckling. What a bad hobby.

"Okay." Yang Zhengqi said, "I'll make a phone call in the study upstairs, and I'll be down in a while."

"Okay, you go to work first, the braised pork and soup will take some time, don't worry." Zhang Qirui wanted to roll his eyes, what kind of trouble is this kind of local tyrant's attitude, seeing himself holding a spatula, he This kind of attitude of being a subordinate is really good. Before signing the contract, it has already been sent to the kitchen. It's really strong.

Yang Zhengqi went upstairs, listening to the jingling sound in the kitchen, suddenly felt that his heart seemed a little full. Sometimes, isn't this the simplest sound the most beautiful sound in the world?