Yang Jing, in a good mood, decided to celebrate properly.
There was a Carrefour supermarket downstairs. Yang Jing put on his shoes and went downstairs to buy beef, potatoes, pork ribs, tomatoes and other raw materials at the supermarket, spending more than two hundred pounds. Then he returned to the rental house carrying the bags.
The rental house that Yang Jing and Fatty shared was very reasonably priced, only 200 pounds a month. Yang Jing and Fatty split the cost equally, so each person only paid 100 pounds a month.
In comparison, although the school dormitory only costs more than 80 pounds a month, it is a four-person room, with four people squeezed into one room. How can it be comfortable for two people to live in one room?
Not to mention that this rental house has its own bathroom and an open kitchenette. It is simply the layout of a single apartment. Yang Jing and Fatty live very comfortably here.
Yang Jing and Fatty bought all the pots, pans, and utensils themselves. Before Yang Jing and Fatty shared this house, Fatty lived here alone. But don't be fooled by Fatty's fatness, his cooking skills are definitely not as good as those of ordinary people.
In Fatty's words, the only meal he had ever eaten since he was a child was instant noodles...
Yang Jing was very curious about how this guy managed to maintain his body shape after living in London for four years.
Thanks to his uncle's teaching, Yang Jing's cooking skills are pretty good. So after Yang Jing joined in, Fatty was the happiest.
After washing the beef, he hung it up to drain the water. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Jing began to pick up pork ribs, potatoes and other vegetables.
Yang Jing was going to make a fried steak for lunch, then stew some pork ribs and potatoes, and two vegetables and a soup. This was the standard four dishes and one soup for cadres going to the countryside, a combination of Chinese and Western cuisine. He also drank two taels of Erguotou, and the taste was beyond words......
With a pressure cooker, the longest dish, pork ribs and potatoes, doesn't take much time to cook, and the other dishes are even easier to cook. However, just as the pressure cooker began to emit steam, the fat man came back.
"Hey, Jing Gege, what are you doing? I smelled it on the first floor, and it almost made me feel like my soul was taken away..." The fat man exaggeratedly sniffed his nose and screamed strangely as soon as he entered the room.
Yang Jing glanced at the guy unhappily and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Wash your hands and clean up your things quickly, or you won't have anything to eat."
"Okay, let's get busy now."
As long as there's food, you can ask this fat guy to do anything.
More than 20 minutes later, four dishes and a soup, a combination of Chinese and Western cuisine, were all served on the table. The fat guy didn't even use chopsticks. He picked up a piece of fried steak that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside with his fingers and swallowed it in one bite, not caring about the slight burn.
Yang Jing was not as useless as the fat man. He took off his apron, washed his hands, took out two wine glasses, and took out a bottle of Red Star Erguotou, which he had already drunk a little, from the corner kitchen. Then he sat down in his seat leisurely.
"Drink something?" Yang Jing asked the fat man with raised eyebrows.
"Yes, yes, I must have it, I must have it..."
Yang Jing filled a glass of 2.5 liang, picked up the glass and clinked it with the fat man, then sniffed it and said intoxicatedly: "Moutai, Wuliangye, and Jiugui Jiannanchun are all not good. My favorite is Erguotou..."
With a sip of the wine, Yang Jing was so happy that snot bubbles almost popped out.
It's not that Yang Jing is too poor to afford good wine, but his father has been tormenting him with chopsticks dipped in Erguotou since he was a child. And not only his father tormented him, but his uncle also used the same method. But both his father and his uncle loved Erguotou, which they learned from Yang Jing's grandfather.
When Yang Jing was young, his grandfather often used this method to torture him.
Who made Yang Jing the only male of the third generation of the Li family?
Yang Jing's grandfather's surname is Li. Yang Jing has two aunts and an uncle. All the children of his two aunts and uncle are daughters. He is the only male in the third generation of the Li family.
Grandpa likes his grandson, and uncle likes his nephew. As a result, Yang Jing has been brought up with Erguotou by grandpa and uncle since he was a child. Until now, Yang Jing has basically no interest in other kinds of liquor and only likes to drink Erguotou... He can't change it even if he wants to.
"Brother, what are we celebrating today? Why is it so sumptuous?" In the past two years, the fat man has been drinking Erguotou with Yang Jing. Erguotou is very strong, so after taking a sip of the wine, the fat man's big face immediately turned red.
"Nothing, I'm just happy! If you're happy, why don't we make something delicious? What? Are you unhappy? If you're not happy, then don't eat. Being hungry will make you feel better."
The fat man immediately rolled his eyes, "Brother, I've never heard that being hungry can make you feel better. They say that eating and drinking a lot when you're in a bad mood can help adjust your mood. What the hell is that about being hungry? Also, brother, I'm very happy today, so I'm going to eat and drink more to make the happiness last longer!"
Yang Jing shrugged his shoulders, picked up the wine glass and took another sip.
Four dishes and one soup are not enough for two people, especially with a fat person present. There is no way there will be any left on the table.
In addition, Yang Jing thought that the fat man would not come back, so the quantity of food was not very large. As a result, after the meal, neither of them was full.
But seeing that it was almost three o'clock, Yang Jing and Fatty discussed it and decided to go out for a big meal in the evening.
Yang Jing spent more than 100 pounds on the meal that night. At the end of the day, he spent more than 300 pounds on food alone. This was something he could never even think of before. 300 pounds, if he ate frugally, would be enough for Yang Jing to eat for 20 days.
It doesn’t matter now. Not to mention the huge amount of money in domestic bank cards, there is still more than 200,000 pounds on the HSBC bank card in his pocket. For Yang Jing, spending this money on meals is no longer a big deal.
It is indeed easy to go from frugality to extravagance.
He drank some red wine in the evening, so Yang Jing had a good sleep.
While sleeping, Yang Jing had a very strange dream.
He dreamed that he got a spaceship like the alien spaceship in the American movie "Prometheus", and then he rode this peculiarly shaped spaceship through time and space and returned to the early 1980s.
What made Yang Jing happy was that in that era, not only were domestic antiques and cultural relics extremely cheap, but even foreign antique artworks were also extremely cheap. A sketch by Picasso only sold for 20 yuan, and Van Gogh's "Sunflowers" only sold for 2,000 yuan. What's more, all 11 "Sunflowers" were complete!
Buy! Buy! Buy! I have more than two million pounds! If I don’t buy these cheap works of art and antiques, I’d be a fool!
In the end, Yang Jing spent all the more than two million pounds, and the antiques and artworks he bought from that era filled the huge spaceship. Then, when Yang Jing flew back to this time and space again, the whole world was shocked, and Time magazine even used his photo as the cover...
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