As usual, the boys drove, and the girls let Liu Liu, who had been cooped up in the car for too long, out. It had grown a lot since they'd last seen it, and was now going through an awkward phase – its fur was uneven, and its face shape wasn't very attractive. Plus, its teeth had come in, and it preferred chewing on its slippers, practically using them as teething toys.
Seeing the dog happily munching on a pair of slippers in front of her, Cheng Zhi was at her wits' end. "I made a mistake, family. Why didn't we think to prepare a few more pairs of slippers?"
Xiao Feiran squatted down behind them, trying to grab their necks to make them let go. "Originally, a pair of slippers could last for ten years, but now, thanks to you two, they can't even be worn for ten days. Ouch, they've let go!"
Zheng Wan sat in front of the small table, trying to make some toys for them. Looking at the little yellow duck, socks, cotton, rags and other things on the table, Chen Siyu had no idea what to make. "These things aren't exactly unrelated, but they're completely unrelated. What kind of toy do you want to make?"
In fact, Zheng Wan wasn't very confident that she could do it, because it was just something she had seen in a video by a pet blogger a long time ago, and she had almost forgotten about it now.
"I heard in a video that puppies like to chew on your slippers, right? And your socks smell like your feet, so you can wrap some squeaky toys in your socks, and they'll supposedly love them."
This was a completely new idea for everyone; it was quite novel. Although no one had ever tried it themselves, it inexplicably seemed very reasonable.
Looking at her two tattered and worn-out slippers, Cheng Zhi wanted to join the toy-making team. However, Zheng Wan refused, because they didn't know if the two little ones would like them, and they didn't have enough talking rubber ducks.
The first reason was acceptable, but the second reason about not having any rubber ducks was a bit outrageous. Cheng Zhi was shocked. "No, how could our dorm be short of rubber ducks? Didn't they always give us free ones when we got milk tea? We only have thirty, not fifty, right?"
Seeing Cheng Zhi's genuinely forgotten expression, Xiao Feiran shook his head helplessly, "Dude, are you having allergies causing amnesia? Our little yellow duck was sold at the secondhand market last semester, okay?"
"!"
So many little yellow ducks, they actually sold them all in one go? Cheng Zhi sat down, lost in thought, it seemed that such a thing had indeed happened.
Last semester, when they held a secondhand market, their dorm did a major cleaning and sold a lot of things, like phone stands, rubber ducks, bedside tables, and so on. They even sold a secondhand yoga mat they'd found at the market during their freshman year, having been resold three times by the end of last semester.
Cheng Zhi doesn't know what got into them back then, but thinking about those little yellow ducks now makes her feel incredibly heartbroken.
Then the next second she stopped feeling heartbroken, because Chen Siyu said that all the junk in their dormitory was eventually sold for more than 130 yuan.
As she spoke, Zheng Wan stuffed the two socks with something. She tentatively tossed them to French Fries and Liu Liu, who first sniffed them repeatedly, making a big, tentative move, and then became completely enamored with them.
Especially Liu Liu, who was more like a dog than a dog, and had so much fun.
All of 806: "..." No wonder they say Liu Liu is the ancestor of huskies; there's always some connection between ancestors and descendants.
Even though they had new toys, Cheng Zhi didn't dare to easily change to a new pair of slippers. After all, things are unpredictable, and she really didn't want to change her slippers again, so she'd just make do with the ones she had for now.
When it was lunchtime, the car was parked on a deserted street, and the group needed to replenish their energy.
Qi Yanche and Chen Yiyi, who had been driving all morning, were looking forward to lunch. After all, the girl had made a delicious sandwich last time, and they wondered what she would make this time.
When the results were presented, they were completely dumbfounded.
"..." Chen Yiyi looked at the rectangular pancake in her hand, "A pancake?"
Huang Yiyi thought Chen Yiyi was looking down on the pancakes, so she said, "Yeah, what's wrong with the pancakes my aunt makes? Don't you like them?"
Chen Yiyi certainly didn't mean that. He quickly shook his head in denial, looking bitterly at the strange things on the small table.
The sauces include salad dressing, Thousand Island dressing, sweet chili sauce, and even honey mustard. The side dishes are even more outrageous: seaweed, luncheon meat, ham sausage, kimchi, as well as small fish and spicy popcorn chicken.
Actually, these were all leftover sauces from when they made sandwiches last time. I originally thought that bread and pancakes were not much different and should taste the same, but now I feel that they are really quite different.
Chen Yi hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up her courage and said, "Isn't this pancake roll a bit of a fusion of Chinese and Western elements?"
Qi Yanche didn't say anything, but he picked up a bottle of sauce, glanced at it, and put it down. He then looked at another bottle of sauce, glanced at it, and put it down again. He really didn't know how to mix them, so he just ate them dry.
Zheng Wan: "..." The guy didn't say anything, but it was as if he had already said a thousand words.
Seeing how much effort the two of them were putting in, Xiao Feiran said directly, "It's simple. If you don't know how to combine them, just eat them one by one. You can eat the kimchi first, then the sausage, and finally have a pancake to cleanse your palate."
Cheng Zhi, being one of his own, couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard this. "Hahaha... Cleanse your palate with pancakes, Big Brother is different, he even cleanses his palate with staple food."
In the end, Zheng Wan took the pancakes for the two of them, put two slices of luncheon meat on them, then two slices of kimchi, and finally squeezed a little bit of honey mustard sauce on top.
And let me tell you, taking one bite gives you the feeling of eating a pancake and Korean fried chicken at the same time, but upon closer inspection, it's neither of those two things. It has all sorts of flavors in your mouth, but it's not unpleasant at all; in fact, it's a bit addictive, making you want to take another bite after just one.
Chen Yiyi and Qi Yanche really couldn't give an evaluation, they only said one thing: it's really addictive.
Last night, they anticipated that some people would likely not have enough to eat while eating pancakes, so they brought out half a carton of milk. After dinner, everyone drank a bottle of milk.
Not to mention the boys, the girls weren't very full either. Seeing everyone like this, Zheng Wan thought to herself, maybe I should take out a few eggs from my space tomorrow and eat them rolled in pancakes, that should make things a little better.
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