After get off work, he went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, meat and other ingredients.
The supermarket accompanying Yintan Qianxi has fresh and abundant ingredients.
Zhang Xian opened the refrigerator and started working.
High-quality ingredients do not require high-quality cooking, they will become mushy if cooked casually.
Looking at his masterpiece, Zhang Xian sighed.
I had no choice but to put on my clothes, go through the small door, and go to the small commercial street for a midnight snack.
"I hope I won't run into Yan Shutong again."
Speak of the devil, and he appeared. As soon as Zhang Xian entered the noodle shop, he saw that familiar face.
"Are you following me again? Do you have any thoughts about me?"
Yan Shutong greeted her first, with a hint of sarcasm.
"Yes, I have."
Zhang Xian wasn't shy: "I really want to call and have you arrested by a mental hospital. You must be suffering from paranoia."
"Would they believe the words of an old perverted stalker?"
"You can't insult my aesthetic taste, even if it's not your taste."
Neither of them gave in.
As soon as they met, they started a verbal battle.
"Young man, can you please sit down and not block the way?"
It was the boss who spoke.
Zhang Xian ordered a bowl of noodles and sat at the farthest seat.
Just when he was halfway through eating, Yan Shutong came over and leaned over: "I'm leaving first, you take your time to eat, I have a gift for you."
As he said this, he took off his baseball cap and put it on Zhang Xian's head.
"Just go, tell me what to do."
Zhang Xian was eager to have some peace and quiet for a while, and suddenly thought of something, so he cleaned it up in no time.
"Boss, put the money on the table. I'm leaving now."
"Wait, young man, your girlfriend's money hasn't been paid yet."
"What? Where did I get a girlfriend?"
"That woman just now."
"How can we be boyfriend and girlfriend after we argued like that?"
"Isn't that just a quarrel between young lovers?"
“…”
Not wanting to waste too much time, Zhang Xian paid the money and rushed home.
After a while, an angry shout came from the wall.
"Why is Peppa Pig locking the door again?"
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