Make a living

Chapter 32

Several people exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Lu Jun planned to leave.

"Hey, Teacher Lu, let's eat together in the house!" Zheng Haichuan hurriedly asked to stay, "I'm going to cook two dishes right now!"

Lu Jun waved his hand, "I'll go downstairs to eat."

"Is there anything delicious in those fast food restaurants downstairs?" Zheng Haichuan has always been very enthusiastic towards his friends, and said unwillingly, "Mr. Lu, don't be polite to me!"

"no……"

"Okawa, whose food do you think is not delicious? Huh?"

A masculine male voice suddenly came from the corridor, and then a bearded head emerged from the downstairs corridor.

"Eh? Gui, boss Gui?"

Only then did Zheng Haichuan remember that there was a trendy vegetable restaurant across the house that the neighbors often go to, selling some food stall dishes and sugar water, and the owner of the shop was the boss Gui Weiminggui in front of him.

"Hey, Boss Gui, I'm talking about someone else! Your food is abundant and affordable, so of course it's incomparable!"

Zheng Haichuan quickly apologized stupidly.

Gui Weiming was just joking, but when he saw Qi Yu standing in Zheng Haichuan's room, he couldn't help but make another joke: "Good guy, Dachuan, you kid, are planning to snatch all my regular customers where to go?"

"Ah?" Monk Zhang Er of Zheng Haichuan was puzzled.

"Let's not talk about Mr. Lu," Gui Weiming pointed at Qi Yu in the room, "Even Yuzai, who loved to go to my shop since childhood, was brought home by you?"

"Hey, isn't this the neighbor!" Zheng Haichuan scratched his head, "It's so lively together!"

"..." Hey, hello.

Qi Yu wanted to correct Gui Weiming in the room.

What is 'getting home'?He was just dragged in for a meal out of nowhere!

In the narrow corridor, a few big men suddenly squeezed in, occupying all the passing space.

It was time for dinner, and there were people coming and going, and Gui Weiming didn't come up to greet people, so he said a few words to Zheng Haichuan, and then dragged Lu Jun down.

"Hey... Ah Wei, slow down."

Lu Jun is thin and thin, wearing a white shirt that can be blown away by the wind, how can he stand up to the gorilla-like Gui Weiming's tugging, he almost couldn't touch the ground and followed him downstairs, leaving behind Gui Weiming's displeased voice in the corridor , "Why is it so difficult to find you for a meal? I have been researching this new dish for more than half a year, and I finally made the most satisfactory one today. You are so slow, the day lily is cold!"

Zheng Haichuan was wondering what Boss Gui was doing here, but when he heard these words, he suddenly realized.

Oh, it turned out that I came to ask Mr. Lu to be a taster!

"Boss Gui really knows how to behave." Zheng Haichuan couldn't help sighing, "I don't forget to find neighbors when trying dishes!"

Qi Yu looked at the cause and effect at the side, and seeing Zheng Haichuan's expression that he thought he understood, he couldn't help it, "Do you think anyone can try it?"

"Ah? That won't be the case," Zheng Haichuan said as he walked back to the kitchen to continue cooking, "then they must have a good relationship!"

"I heard from Sister Hong that they have been neighbors for more than ten years," Zheng Haichuan said with emotion, "It is said that they are distant relatives and close neighbors. After being neighbors for so long, they must be like family members!"

Qi Yu rolled his eyes.

Uncle Wei Ming thought about it.

Put the hot oil into the pan, Zheng Haichuan finished the rest of the sentence loudly in the kitchen through the sound of splattering oil, "Doctor Lu, isn't this just like the two of us? After living for a long time, we will definitely kiss each other very!"

Qi Yu: "..."

roll.Who kisses you? !

Qi Yu didn't know why he finished his meal at Zheng Haichuan's house inexplicably.

At the dinner table, Zheng Haichuan was sitting near the west side of the kitchen, Qi Yu was seated facing south, and Xiaohe Miao Zheng Jiahe was next to Zheng Haichuan on the other side.

The dishes on the table are not rich.One meat, one vegetable, one soup, the little flesh color on the meat, bacon, and cauliflower is mostly smoked into translucent fat. It looks attractive, but it is not.

But the wonder is that this plate of simple meat dishes is placed in a large disk with a gap, and placed on the wooden table in front of me, which has been used for many years, while listening to the news scrolling on the TV. The hookup and the various noises from far or near outside the window, the food in front of me suddenly whetted the appetite.

It was because I was tired from working outside, and when I got home to relieve my fatigue, I suddenly felt my stomach was empty and I wanted to feast on my appetite.

Two chopsticks picked up a cauliflower, and Qi Yu ate it together with the pieces of meat mixed in it.

The long-lost fireworks burst between his lips and teeth.

The savory bacon is fried out, with a light smell of wood chips and firewood, which stimulates the taste buds on the tip of the tongue, but because of the lightness of the cauliflower, it is not so overwhelming. material.

With a bite of rice, everything is just right.

On the way to the meal, Zheng Haichuan saw that the adults and children on the left and right were all immersed in cooking, and happily ran to the kitchen to get two more bowls.

One person filled a bowl of vegetable and tofu soup, and piled it next to their rice bowls.

"Well... Yao Dad also drinks."

Seeing that her uncle didn't have a soup bowl, Zheng Jiahe puffed up her cheeks and said while swallowing.

"You guys drink first." Zheng Haichuan patted his little nephew's head and brought the bowl to his mouth, "Yao Dad knows it personally."

After all, he was a guest, and Qi Yu also politely raised his head to look at the host's behavior.

Facing Qi Yu, Zheng Haichuan didn't dare to be perfunctory. He picked up the soup bowl and poured it into his rice bowl, "Hey, that's what I drink! Soaked rice, it's delicious!"

The straightforward appearance seems to be showing Qi Yu how he wants to eat live.

"..."

Qi Yu was at a loss for words again.

This person, never seems to know how stupid?

Qi Yu simply lowered his eyes, picked up the soup bowl and took a sip by himself.

He thought he was out of sight and out of mind.

Little did they know that in the reflection in the soup bowl, behind the lens, under the corners of his long and narrow eyes, was a flashing smile.