Zhang Yang quickly rode a tricycle back to the downstairs of the shared apartment. At this time, he had already bought a lock that cost more than ten yuan. Although this tricycle was not worth much, it was what Zhang Yang bought with his money.

No? No matter what, we can't give those thieves an advantage.

Carrying various plastic bags, he carefully opened the door of the house. The living room was quiet at this time. It seemed that Wu Aiqing had not woken up from sleeping in the room.

"Hey, Buddha bless you!"

Zhang Yang was almost moved to tears. The Buddha was so loyal this time. Although he ignored the previous cramming, he might be taking a nap. Isn't this what he wanted now? It's okay, in the future.

Worship gods when you meet them, and worship Buddha when you meet them, otherwise you may not be so lucky next time.

Quickly dodging into the kitchen, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him. This was amazing. There were many things in this small-looking kitchen that were much better than those in a big restaurant. Just the ones used for cooking

Zhang Yang counted five or six soup pots. They were made of pottery, porcelain, impermeable steel, etc. Zhang Yang was dazzled for a while.

"This is definitely not something played by Wu Aiqing, a dominatrix!"

Zhang Yang secretly cursed in his heart. He didn't know when Wu Aiqing had become a dominatrix in his mind. Of course, this was a dominatrix and a beautiful dominatrix.

The reason why Zhang Yang concluded that the things in the kitchen were not played by Wu Aiqing was simple. If she liked cooking, she would not ask Zhang Yang to cook breakfast and dinner for her. For this reason, she was even willing to pay most of the rent herself.

Zhang Yang guessed that the previous owner of these things should have been purchased by Wu Aiqing's former co-tenant.

Without having time to look at other kitchen equipment in the kitchen, Zhang Yang put down the dishes in his hand and quickly started to get busy.

A mushroom pot, a braised lithium fish, and a plate of crispy fried peanuts. After the three dishes are ready, there is only one broth left.

"Hmm? Why don't you get a carrot and make soup?" Zhang Yang suddenly came up with this idea while he was cooking soup.

To say that the three dishes he made today are actually very ordinary home-cooked dishes (the key is that they are complicated and he can't make them), such as the mushroom pot and the braised lithium fish. The ingredients are all readily available in their countryside.

of.

Of course, "hundred mushrooms" is just an exaggeration, but there are still several kinds of mushrooms here. His father has to bring back baskets of these mushrooms every time he goes to the mountains. The taste is better than those sold in the city.

Know how many times.

The same goes for the braised lithium fish. The water in the countryside is not so polluted. You can catch endless fish in those pools, so this lithium fish is also a dish that Zhang Yang often eats at home.

As for peanuts, of course, not to mention, in which year will their family not be able to plant several acres of peanuts? Otherwise, how will they solve the oil problem at home?

Putting aside these unnecessary things, Zhang Yang's current focus is on the pot of soup in front of him. This soup is also cooked according to the cooking method in their hometown. Not many other ingredients are used, and it relies on the pure taste of the meat.

.This is not like making soup in the city. People in the city usually use chicken essence or MSG to make soup. They put it into the pot in a lump. In the end, you don’t know whether the taste is the taste of meat or the ingredients.

Already.

Now, Zhang Yang thought about his big radish. What does this cooked radish taste like? Zhang Yang has never tried it until now. This time he moved out of the dormitory, it's time to taste it. By the way,

You can also please Wu Aiqing, a beautiful landlord, right? Zhang Yang doesn't believe that a big carrot with such a good reputation can change its taste under his own hands.

Sneaking into the house with sticky hands and feet, Zhang Yang quickly opened the old man's phone and took out a big carrot. During the process, the guy Wangcai actually complained that he was hungry before nightfall. Zhang Yang had no choice but to open the warehouse door.

Let Wangcai go in and have a good time.

Taking the big radish to the kitchen, Zhang Yang only cut off one-third of it, and took the remaining one-third back to the room. Why not put it in whole? Isn't this a joke? He's a big radish.

One must weigh at least three kilograms. Once you put it in, the broth should turn into carrot soup.

I put the radish in and cooked it for about five minutes. Zhang Yang, who was standing by the stove, smelled a strange fragrance going straight to his nose. What kind of fragrance is this? The rich radish fragrance has a hint of intoxicating fragrance.

, the originally ordinary meaty aroma seemed to have been completely changed, exuding the super charming meaty aroma to the surrounding air.

"Hmm!!! Hmm!!! Smells! Smells!"

Zhang Yang can best feel the magic of this fragrance when he is standing next to the soup pot. His favorite dish should be the braised suckling pig cooked by his mother. But now, under the temptation of this fragrance

, he has completely betrayed him, braised suckling pig is nothing now! As long as he can take a sip of the broth in this pot now, Zhang Yang feels that he will never eat braised suckling pig again in his life.

Zhang Yang, who was standing by the pot, was so seduced that he drooled. Wu Aiqing, who was sleeping soundly in the room, also dreamed that she was eating a super meal in a five-star hotel in the provincial capital. She was such a person.

, everything is good, but she just can't resist the temptation of delicious food. Not to mention, she likes to eat, but she hates having to cook it with her own hands. Her former best friends once laughed at her

, I will definitely have to find a great chef to find a husband in the future.

Hey, don't say it yet. Wu Aiqing has seriously considered this suggestion countless times. However, after several years, she just couldn't meet such a famous chef who could make her heart beat.

"Hey, what smells so good?"

Wu Aiqing still wanted to fall asleep, but the gluttons in her stomach didn't think so. As soon as they smelled this smell, they felt like they woke Wu Aiqing upright.

After waking up for a while, Wu Aiqing finally couldn't lie down in the room anymore. She quickly got up, then smelled the charming fragrance and walked towards the kitchen.

"Fat man, what do you cook that smells so good?"

Zhang Yang was drooling while smelling the fragrance, when a sudden voice from behind startled him. Looking back, he saw that the beautiful landlady was standing behind him, staring at the pot in front of him.

The whole thing is shining...

"Cook...make carrot soup!"

Zhang Yang looked at the landlady with some fear. At this time, she seemed to have completely forgotten the fire that broke out in front of Zhang Yang's door in the afternoon. The pink pajamas concealed some looming secrets. The beauty

The fragrance can even overpower the smell of radish and reach Zhang Yang's nose.

"Can it be eaten?"

Wu Ai was stunned for a while, and suddenly her beautiful eyes returned to Zhang Yang and asked.

Zhang Yang was stared at by her beautiful eyes and panicked for a while. As the saying goes, "If you don't do anything bad in your life, you won't be surprised if you knock on the door in the middle of the night." This is exactly the opposite of Zhang Yang. What he did was not a bad thing.

But that is not an honorable thing, especially now that he is face to face with Wu Aiqing, so there is no need to mention the embarrassment.

"But...it's okay!"

Zhang Yang did not mention the incident when he met Wu Aiqing. He quickly moved several dishes from the kitchen and a pot of radish soup to the dining table.

"Hey, Fatty, I didn't expect you to be really good at cooking!"

Wu Aiqing sat at the dining table, looking at the two or three home-cooked side dishes with her index finger. She had not eaten the night banquets of wealthy families in this big hotel, but sometimes those dishes that looked expensive were actually no better than home-cooked dishes.

How much more delicious.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to say anything, for fear of causing Wu Aiqing's thoughts to shift. It would be better if it shifted to other places, but if it shifted to the matter this afternoon, he would be in bad luck.

"Come on, Sister Qing, try it!"

Zhang Yang filled a bowl of radish broth for Wu Aiqing. Wu Aiqing brought it to her mouth, and the exquisite fragrance immediately hit her forehead.

Under Zhang Yang's dumbfounded gaze, Wu Aiqing poured the whole bowl of radish soup into his stomach at once. After finishing it, she actually hit the edge of the bowl with her bright red tongue.

One turn.

"Hey, serve some rice!"

Wu Aiqing put the clean bowl into Zhang Yang's hand, as if he was instructing his servant.

"Well…"

Zhang Yang was speechless, but how could he not bow his head when he was under the eaves. At this moment, Zhang Yang had no choice but to admit it. He picked up Wu Aiqing's bowl and left a large bowl of rice for her.

In fact, he didn't have any good ideas here. We all know that the average girl's appetite is very small. Basically, half a bowl of rice is enough for many girls in the city, especially those with long legs.

Those who are beautiful and pay special attention to their figure will hold their tongue even if they are not full.

"If you call me fat, I will turn you into a fat woman!"

Zhang Yang thought maliciously in his heart that he was actually quite satisfied with Wu Aiqing, the landlady, but she always called him fat, which made him a little bit resentful.

Zhang Yang's bad idea was declared bankrupt before it even started. Wu Aiqing actually didn't care at all how "huge" the tightly stuffed bowl of rice was compared to her! She just kept putting the food in her mouth.

deliver.

Zhang Yang took a look and thought, well, this beautiful landlady turned out to be the same type of person as him. They both eat meat without spitting out bones, another authentic carnivore! The lithium fish on the table was the first to declare its demise.

Then, the soup and mushrooms in the pot disappeared at a very fast speed in a short period of time.

Zhang Yang looked at this scene, his eyes widened and he didn't know what to say. As soon as he saw Wu Aiqing pointing the tip of his chopsticks towards the last plate of peanuts, he immediately reacted, lifted up his chopsticks and pulled out most of the peanuts.

It was in his own bowl. If it were any later, he might not be able to eat even one peanut.

"How come you, a grown man, don't have any grace at all?"

Wu Aiqing burped and stopped. She seemed dissatisfied with Zhang Yang and finally poured half of the peanuts on the plate into his bowl and continued: "You are a grown man, can you order some food? The whole thing is poured on you.

There is no courtesy at all in the bowl. If you want to eat it, sister, can you give it to you? Well, I don’t want this anymore, so I’ll let it be eaten by you. Why don’t you thank me a lot, sister?”

Zhang Yang was about to cry. He stared at the messy dining table, then looked at the peanuts in his bowl, and said pitifully: "Thank you...Thank you, Sister Qing!"

"Well, be good then! Hehe!"

Zhang Yang: "..."

(To make up for last night’s chapter, I couldn’t connect to the Internet last night. I am relatively poor and don’t have much income from writing books, so in order to save money, I used Great Wall Broadband. This kind of disconnection is not the first time.

It happened once. As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. I hope that the royalties I get after it is released can be used to install a telecommunications broadband. I burst into tears...)
Chapter completed!