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What needs to be prepared, Jiang Tong only said, "Don't run out of the raw materials for making milk tea."

Qi Ge answered and hung up the phone, Jiang Tong couldn't say anything, put away the phone and waited for Zhuo Yu to pack up, and the two went out together.

The furniture market was a little far away, and it took about half an hour to walk there, so Zhuo Yu went directly to the parking lot on the first floor.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Jiang Tong suddenly remembered that Zhuo Yu splashed water on him that night, and was a little curious, so he asked him, "Why did you splash water on me that night?"

Of course Zhuo Yu remembered that incident, turned his head to look at him, and said honestly: "Try it and see if you can catch up."

"You drive and I walk, how do you chase?"

"Didn't you hang out for several years? If you want, you can definitely find me."

Jiang Tong felt a little baffled, so he leaned on the car window and asked, "I'm so bored, looking for someone to chase you for such a trivial matter?"

"Not sure if those people are around you."

"Are you sure you didn't find someone to tie me up?"

Zhuo Yu nodded, and then started the car, "You are still the same as before, very good at fighting."

"The person you are looking for is too good, ten people like that can't tie me away!" Jiang Tong smiled, "No matter how many people there are, they are not as good as one Xiaoyu."

27. Cooking

The sports car was moving forward in the traffic, Zhuo Yu held the steering wheel tightly and looked at the co-driver Jiang Tong again and again, because the head was tilted, the red mark on the side of the neck was obvious, and the collar could not block it at all.

He hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "It's cold, do you want to buy a scarf?"

Jiang Tong touched the side of his neck very naturally, it was still obvious when he washed in the morning, he was wearing a slightly higher collar to barely cover it, and he didn't need a scarf to cover it up.

But Zhuo Yu said so and he agreed, he thought maybe Zhuo Yu was afraid of being found out and would doubt the relationship between the two of them.

In fact, the resistance to homosexuality in recent years is not as serious as it was ten years ago, but there are still a lot of homophobia. It is necessary to cover it up, so that Zhuo Yu can at least feel a little bit more secure.

Stopping the car, Zhuo Yu asked him to wait in the car, and soon came back with a bag and handed it to him.

Jiang Tong took out the scarf from the inside. The color was similar to the one he gave Zhuo Yu, but the pattern seemed different. Jiang Tong didn't look carefully, and hung his head down around his neck.

When they went to the furniture market, although the two walked side by side, they always maintained a distance of ordinary friends, not even ordinary friends.

Jiang Tong approached without looking for boredom, and went in when he saw the dining table. He didn't like to pick things, and after a glance, he directly asked how the dining table for two people sold.

The shopping guide saw that Jiang Tong was not young, and he didn't seem to be renting a house, so he asked him if he was using it for his own home or something else.

Jiang Tong's natural answer was to use it at home, and the shopping guide suggested that he buy a larger one, with at least four seats, which is convenient for guests.

But Jiang Tong didn't think that he didn't like the fact that there were no guests at his house, so he insisted on the two-seater, and the shopping guide could only quote the price.

It's not expensive, anyway, it's within Jiang Tong's range, he took out his mobile phone to pay, a bony hand stretched out directly, holding a few bright red banknotes and the mantissa.

The shopping guide looked at Zhuo Yu several times curiously, and then handed over the typed list, and said, "Please write down the address and phone number, so that it will be convenient for door-to-door delivery."

Jiang Tong leaned over to register the address in the notebook. After finishing writing, the shopping guide was stunned. She might not be able to see it even if she was blind, so she had to ask Jiang Tong to say it again and write it herself.

Jiang Tong was also quite embarrassed at the moment, never thought that his handwriting was so ugly that others couldn't recognize it.

What made him feel even more embarrassed was that Zhuo Yu would take the book of the registered address to read, frowned, and then picked up a pen to fill in the address on the next line he wrote.

Zhuo Yu's handwriting was delicate and beautiful when he was young, but now it is a little sharper, but it is still the same good-looking, as if he could make a font, even the shopping guide couldn't help but praise a few words.

Zhuo Yu didn't speak all the time, just smiled symbolically as a response, walked out of the store, Zhuo Yu asked the people around him, "Sofa, do you want to buy it again?"

Jiang Tong thought for a while and said yes, the sofa he bought before was a solid color, and the color was also light. Last night, the sofa was stained with several bloodstains and oil stains, and it didn't look good all the time.

When he arrived at the sofa shop, Jiang Tong wanted to buy one that was about the same size as before, and he could move it wherever he wanted, but Zhuo Yu took a fancy to another one that was bigger.

Jiang Tong wanted to say it was unnecessary, but seeing how Zhuo Yu liked it, he decided to buy the big one, and took out his mobile phone again to pay, Zhuo Yu passed him with a bank card.

After swiping the card, taking the bill, filling in the address, and following Zhuo Yu out, Jiang Tong felt that he had bought loneliness.

Jiang Tong sighed silently, and said directly after getting in the car, "I'll transfer the money to you?"

Zhuo Yu turned to look at him, and said a little unhappy, "No need."

"It's not that I don't have money, so I don't need you to buy everything." Jiang Tong was a little depressed. Although he didn't save much, he still had tens of thousands of dollars.

Zhuo Yu started the car, held the steering wheel with both hands and said, "I know everything."

"what do you know?"

"Jiang Sheng told you about the fact that you broke away from the Jiang family, saying that you have nothing to do with the Jiang family."

Jiang Tong frowned and looked at Zhuo Yu. How could Jiang Sheng care about face so much, why would he suddenly distance himself from him?

You must know that Jiang Sheng never said such a thing when he was involved in the murder case!

Probably because he still has value to use, now he can't get through with Jiang Sheng head-on, so why don't he just tear his face apart? !

That's fine, Jiang Tong is also unwilling to stand up to the Jiang family's relationship, it will only make him feel sick.

"Is it because of the shares? Jiang Sheng drove you out?"

Jiang Tong shook his head and looked at the receding street outside the window, "I haven't been in touch with Jiang's family for many years, and it has nothing to do with you."

"why?"

"No reason, in short, there is no contact, and I don't want to."

Zhuo Yu frowned and paused for a while, then said, "Besides opening a milk tea shop, do you have anything else you want to do? I can..."

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Tong stopped Zhuo Yu, he turned to look at Zhuo Yu seriously, and asked him, "Are you afraid that I will starve to death on the street without the Jiang family? Shall I get some money to open a shop or something?"

Zhuo Yu didn't say a word, and he also acquiesced. He was worried that Jiang Tong would have a bad life in the future because of this incident.

"I'm alone. Apart from three meals a day, I also light cigarettes and alcohol. The milk tea shop is enough for me to live on. You don't have to worry about it. And I made a lot of money before. If I really can't make it, it's a big deal to return to my old business. In short, I'm hungry. Undead."

"So, why did you quit and open a milk tea shop?"

Jiang Tong spread his hand, held it slowly, and replied in a low voice, "Probably because he is afraid of doing too much evil, and wants to be quiet."

Zhuo Yu didn't ask again, he felt Jiang Tong's resistance, resistance to that memory.

Back home, Zhuo Yu stuffed all the vegetables he bought on the way into the refrigerator, leaving only one spare rib to prepare soup. Jiang Tong watched from the side, wondering if it was time to learn the art of cooking. Come and do it for him.

He began to ask Zhuo Yu what to put in the soup and how to make it delicious, Zhuo Yu would answer one by one, and gradually the relationship between the two became less rigid.

Because lunch was early, the two drank some soup in the afternoon. At six o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Tong took the initiative to ask Ying to try cooking, and asked Zhuo Yu to teach him how to make it.

It sounds simple, but it's a bit difficult to do. Pour the mixed meat into the oil pan. Jiang Tong saw what oil stars are for the first time. His hand fell off with a crackle, and some even splashed on his face.

He raised the back of his hand and rubbed it, stir-fried with a spatula, followed Zhuo Yu's instruction to add ginger, garlic and dried chili, and then he coughed repeatedly from choking.

"The fire is too big, turn it down, it will burn."

Jiang Tong responded, turned the gas switch, and asked depressedly, "Why are they all the same?"

"Turn all the way to the left."

Jiang Tong did as he did, and the flames subsided in an instant, but the dried peppers in the pot were also black. He turned it over, turned his head and coughed a few times, "And then, what to put?"

Zhuo Yu gave him a plate of shredded carrots, and Jiang Tong poured them all in, turned it over a few times, listened to Zhuo Yu's order to turn up the heat, continued to turn it, stared at the pot and asked, " How do you know it?"

"Seeing that the shredded radish is soft, it's almost done."

Jiang Tong snorted, picked up the salt bag, "How much?"

"You put it on the shovel, don't pour it directly into the pot."

Jiang Tong still did the same, adding salt and other seasonings under Zhuo Yu's suggestion, and adding some garlic sprouts before cooking, and a dish was successfully fried.

Staring at the fried shredded pork with carrots in his hand, Jiang Tong couldn't help feeling emotional, and said, "It seems to be quite simple, as long as there are oil stars popping out of the pot, it's okay when it's cold, but it's too uncomfortable when it's hot."

"I'll teach you how to make steamed vegetables when it's hot, no oil stars."

Jiang Tong nodded with a smile, "One dish and one soup is about enough for two people, and I have to go to the store to drink milk tea at night, so I can't eat too much."

"Ah."

The dinner delivery guy called and brought over a dining table for two people, and the two went to the store after it was settled.

Opening the door and closing it again, Jiang Tong hung up the closed sign, then turned on the lights and drew the curtains by the windows.

"Sit down for a while, I'm ready and bring it to you."

Zhuo Yu nodded, and sat where Jiang Tong usually sat, his eyes fixed on the shining Christmas tree in the middle of the shop, and he asked, "Is it a bit too big?"

Jiang Tong took a look and didn't think it was too big, but said, "It looks good."

It is true that it looks good, but Zhuo Yu got up and walked around the store, including the utility room inside, and asked him, "After Christmas, where will the Christmas tree be placed?"

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