Chapter 27 Eating Hot Pot
As soon as I opened the door, I saw the floor full of clothes and shoe boxes piled high, and a pile of bagged dry goods by the windowsill.
Xia Yan changed into a pair of slippers and planned to pack his clothes first.
She opened all the packaging bags and put the skirts into the washing machine to wash them. While the washing machine was running for the first time, she found a black marker from the bedroom and simply marked the style and color of the shoes on the shoe boxes.
This way she won't have to open them one by one in the future.
The nearly two-meter-long shoe cabinet at the door definitely couldn't hold all the shoes. She looked around the room and prepared to put all the shoe boxes in the east corner of the living room, where there happened to be some empty space.
Xia Yan took out all the thicker shoes in the shoe cabinet and arranged three rows of shoes of different styles and colors with high and low heels. The bottom row was for the shoes he would wear these days.
The shoe boxes along the wall are stacked all the way to the top, a full row of shoes, which looks spectacular.
At this time, the washing machine sings a little song to indicate that the work is completed.
Xia Yan shook out the almost dry clothes and hung them on the hanger, then stuffed another pile of clothes in and the washing machine continued to work.
She found an extra-large plastic bag, stuffed the unused packaging bags into it, and also stuffed the damaged clothes in. Finally, she made some space to organize the dry goods.
Xia Yan picked up a bag at random, looked up the date on it, and found that they were all expired.
But the food inside didn't look strange at all, not even a single green hair.
Maybe the preservatives are of very good quality?
Xia Yan was too lazy to think about it, so he divided the same items into five equal parts, put them into plastic bags, and prepared to give them to Jing Yimai when he went upstairs later.
She wasn’t going to eat the rest and was planning to put it in a display cabinet for sale, but she wasn’t sure if eating expired products would cause any problems.
It seems I have to ask Jing Yimai later.
Although she didn't eat them, she still divided the food evenly. She put the 5 extra products in an extra bag and brought it up for him to try. If there was nothing wrong with them, she would sell them.
After working for two or three hours, she was extremely tired and lay on the sofa with no energy at all.
Today's exercise was definitely over the limit...but it was still fun...
Xia Yan lay on the sofa, looking at the entire wall of shoe boxes, then looking at the hundreds of different styles of clothes hanging out to dry, and his mood was extremely good.
She is willing to experience this kind of tiredness ten thousand times.
After washing the last wave of clothes, she dragged her lazy body to hang the clothes on the clothes rack. After drinking a sip of water, she picked up the huge bag of dry goods and walked out the door with difficulty.
"Xiongxiong, come and help! Carry this bag of things to the second floor!"
Xiongxiong dropped the rag in his hand and staggered over. Under Xia Yan's expectant eyes, he easily picked it up with one hand and took the elevator upstairs.
Xia Yan turned around, picked up the other bag, closed the door and walked upstairs.
On the second floor, Xiongxiong stood obediently at the elevator entrance, holding something in his hand and waiting for her patiently.
"Come, Xiongxiong, carry it to the breakfast room."
Xia Yan pushed open the door of the breakfast room and motioned it to come over.
Previously, entry to the breakfast room was prohibited outside of meal times, but Xia Yan lay on the sofa and thought about it. It would not be appropriate to invite Jing Yimai to dinner in the evening, whether in 201 or in the lobby, so he finally decided to have it in the breakfast room.
As the store owner, delete the no-entry information and change it to allow the store owner to enter at any time and invite customers. In this way, the venue for entertaining guests is solved.
The tables and chairs in the breakfast room were replaced with a set bought from the supermarket. The solid wood tables are matched with chairs of the same color, which looks more upscale than the original plastic tables and chairs.
"Xiongxiong, wipe the seats and disinfect them."
While Xiong Xiong was scrubbing, Xia Yan opened the food court and found a hot pot restaurant with the highest rating. He ordered a shuangyuan hot pot, two servings of oil saucers and tea, and for meat, he ordered a portion of fragrant braised chicken feet, two servings of fresh duck intestines, two servings of fish roe and shrimp balls, three plates each of beef and mutton slices, two servings of crispy and tender tripe, and a quail egg.
For vegetarian dishes, I ordered a nine-grid vegetable platter, a portion of crystal noodles, a lotus root and kelp platter, a portion of green bamboo shoots, and a portion of sweet potato noodles.
For snacks, I ordered a serving of brown sugar rice cake and a serving of wide noodles.
For dessert, I ordered a serving of iced glutinous rice balls, a serving of iced three fresh delicacies, three bottles of iced beer, and a pitcher of corn juice.
These things cost her 299 points, plus lunch, a total of 400 points.
Seeing that Xiongxiong had finished cleaning up, she put two tables together, placed the hot pot in the middle, and the plates of meat and vegetables on the side, followed by dessert and beer.
Everything filled two tables.
"Xiongxiong, go and ask the customer from 201 to come over."
Xiongxiong turned and went out.
The meals ordered in the food court do not require electricity, and the hot pot will automatically adjust the temperature, so there is no need to worry even if you are outdoors.
Soon, the door of the breakfast room was opened and Jing Yimai walked in behind Xiong Xiong.
He changed his clothes and wore a simple black T-shirt and jeans. He looked like he had just taken a shower, and his hair was wet.
It was the first time Xia Yan saw him not wrapped so tightly, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Speaking of which, Jing Yimai has quite fair skin.
"Come sit down, I promised you dinner."
He requested the hotpot himself, which is located on the fourth floor of the shoe store.
Xia Yan originally thought that he would choose to eat barbecue. After all, barbecue goes well with wine, and I have everything.
Jing Yimai hid the shock in his eyes, sat down generously, opened the beer cap and drank a few sips happily.
"Great!" Jing Yimai picked up the corn juice and poured her a glass, then poured himself a glass of beer, his eyes full of sincerity, "Boss Xia, thank you."
Xia Yan understood what he meant, smiled, and said, "You're welcome. Today, thanks to you for helping me find so many useful things, I'm actually taking advantage of you by treating you to a meal!"
"No, no one will want these things. Food is the most precious thing now! Boss Xia treated me to two meals today, and I have nothing to give in return." Jing Yimai lowered his eyes and tapped the beer bottle casually with his fingers.
He doesn't like to owe favors to others.
The table was full of fresh ingredients, giving him the illusion that he was about to be sold.
He couldn't see through her strength, but she was indeed inseparable from a comfortable environment and delicious meals.
Safe shelter and endless food are highly sought-after conditions no matter which base it is.
What is her purpose?
Jing Yimai looked at her with eyes full of vigilance and precaution.
Xia Yan had a mouthful of corn juice stuck in his throat.
She didn't expect him to react so quickly.
"...Okay, then I'll just say it frankly." Xia Yan put down the cup and coughed twice.
Jing Yimai had an expression that said, "I knew it," with his arms folded and his lips pursed.
"Ahem, well, tomorrow I want to go to the furniture store and look around at the places that sell tiles, curtains, and appliances."
Xia Yan smiled and used the serving chopsticks to pick up a full spoonful of meat for him, and then picked up a chopstickful of cooked duck intestines and put it in.
Eat, you will be grateful for the food you eat. Be a good tour guide tomorrow.
"Is that it?" Jing Yimai ignored her actions and looked straight into her eyes, trying to force her to tell the truth.
Xia Yan almost raised his watch to prove his innocence, "Yes, that's it. Do you want to go?"
The red pot bottom was bubbling with bubbles, making a small popping sound, the pork and tripe flew up and down, and the round quail eggs floated here and there. The spicy and fresh aroma stimulated the taste buds crazily.
Jing Yimai took a deep breath and said, "Go!"
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