Meng Zhenghui was just a casual idea, and he didn't feel sorry for being vetoed, but said to Jia Zhong with a smile: "Tell them not to be busy, they should eat by themselves, and they don't have to worry about the two of us." ”

Jia Zhong smiled heartily: "It's okay, it's all a convenient thing anyway, and it doesn't take much effort." ”

He wanted to say a few beautiful words, but after pondering for a while, he found nothing, so he had to scratch his head, somewhat embarrassed: "Meng Ye and Mrs. Meng are both beautiful people, and they have good hearts, we have nothing to repay you, just such a little thing, don't dislike it." ”

Meng Zhenghui only had his own experience of personally contacting these people after leaving the Meng family, and the more he came into contact, the more he felt that these people were cute, and the more he wanted to work hard to repay something, so as not to disappoint the sincerity of these people.

After experiencing some things together, Meng Zhenghui also got to know them a little, he knew that it was useless to say thank you to these people, or it was useless to say beautiful words, what dreams do rich and idle people pay attention to, but what they value most is actually only the word food and clothing, so he asked directly: "What do you want to eat at night, Xiaotang and I should prepare it now, otherwise it will be too dark later." ”

Jia Zhong looked up at the sky, it was indeed almost dusk, and it was time to eat, but everyone was too engrossed in doing things before, and they didn't notice it.

In fact, his first reaction was to say that he wanted something cheap and full, but he felt that it was like giving advice to Meng Zhenghui, so he changed his words: "It's okay, what Mrs. Meng will give us to eat, just have to eat a large amount, otherwise I am afraid that we will not be full." ”

Lin Baitang knows best what kind of appetite people are for work, so he smiled at this moment: "Don't worry, there is me." ”

Since the last order, Lin Baitang has become more intimate in the hearts of that group of people, and Jia Zhong was happy when he heard Lin Baitang's words: "Since my wife said so, then I must be really relieved." ”

After Jia Zhong finished speaking, he was in a hurry to help everyone, looking at his back, Meng Zhenghui and Lin Baitang sighed softly: "Sometimes I really feel that I am so lucky to meet them." ”

Lin Baitang raised his eyebrows and looked at him with some questions. Meng Zhenghui said softly: "A sincere heart always makes me feel that I can give them too little, and there will always be a little guilt." ”

Lin Baitang smiled, reached out and patted Meng Zhenghui's shoulder: "Don't think nonsense, what you are doing now is actually very good, at least you are much better than most people who think of yourself." ”

Meng Zhenghui glanced at Lin Baitang a little helplessly, obviously disagreeing with Lin Baitang to compare himself with those people, Lin Baitang was originally teasing him, which would comfort him: "Take your time, when we get better, we can give them more things." But the most important thing now is to see what everyone eats in the evening. ”

Meng Zhenghui snorted: "There are still a lot of restaurants nearby, I'll take a look." ”

After he said this, he got up and planned to leave, but Lin Baitang just smiled and said nothing, and Meng Zhenghui remembered what Jia Zhong had just said.

Obviously, he is very untrustworthy in the matter of eating, although he is a little unconvinced, he has to pout and sit back again: "Jia Zhong, they believe in you, you can decide." ”

Lin Baitang saw his frustration, and reached out across the table to pinch the side of his face to comfort: "Everyone has their own strengths, didn't you say it, I'm good at getting something to eat, you're good at sitting at the business table, let's do our jobs." ”

A few words made Meng Zhenghui laugh, Lin Baitang left with a basket by himself, and Meng Zhenghui's drawings were not discussed for a while, so he also carried a sickle to mow the grass with everyone.

When Lin Baitang walked out, he looked at the nearby local environment, basically, food, clothing, housing and transportation are quite complete, and there are two hotels nearby, which are suitable for car dealership, and the neighborhood extends in all directions, and it is also very convenient for everyone to go out and wait for someone to find a job.

The only drawback is that the food in the neighborhood is relatively expensive, not that the kind that can't afford to buy it is expensive, but that it is Jia Zhong and the others, and they will feel distressed when they eat.

Maybe you should get a big pot of rice in the car dealership in the future?

Lin Baitang pondered in his heart, and he had already visited several restaurants under his feet.

In fact, the nearby shops are all more boutique types, in short, the amount of dishes given is quite small, and the taste is said to be an old inheritance, and I don't know if it's real or fake.

This kind of restaurant can't be said to be bad, it can only be said that people like Meng Zhenghui can eat, if they are given to Jia Zhong, who has done physical work all afternoon, I am afraid that they will not be able to eat.

People are sincere for sincere, Lin Baitang came this afternoon, how could Jia Zhong and them look at Meng Zhenghui and himself, naturally he was unwilling to let them eat badly in the trivial matter of eating, not to mention that she also boasted to them about Haikou to reassure them.

Lin Baitang is a quick-tempered person, and he was not satisfied with a few in a row, seeing that the sky was about to darken, he simply didn't waste time on the restaurant, so he went to the grocery store and bought two cauldrons directly, and the pots and pans were also stacked, and he was given two more tickets, and asked him to send them to No. 159, and she herself went to the vegetable market again.

What do you do, what you need most is oil and water, and the taste has to be heavy, Lin Baitang thought about eating, so he bought five sauerkraut, and a large piece of pork, and then bought a plate of oil, and a plate of frozen tofu, ten catties of corn ballast, and two bundles of vermicelli, so he went back with a full load.

Lin Baitang felt that there were not many of these things, and she had no lover, so she walked away with a big bag and a small bag, she didn't feel too hard, but when she returned to No. 159, Meng Zhenghui was almost stunned.

He was stunned for a moment before he reacted, put the sickle aside, and walked over to take the things in Lin Baitang's hand.

Lin Baitang was thoughtful, this meal was full of vegetables and meat, and as soon as Meng Zhenghui, who was heavy, took it, his hands were sunk, he found a clean place to put things down, turned his head to look at Lin Baitang and asked, "Are you going to cook here?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously thought that there was a stove in this place, but he had missed something, but when he looked around, there was indeed an empty space around, not to mention the stove, and there was not even a place to fire.

Lin Baitang nodded of course: "What I promised last time, next time I will cook for them, don't go out to eat, have you forgotten?"

The sky was getting darker and darker, Lin Baitang rubbed his red hands that were strangled, and he didn't continue to chat with Meng Zhenghui, and immediately called someone to collect the surrounding bricks, and called someone to wash the meat and vegetables.

The bricks are easy to find, the store next door has just finished renovating the house, and there is a bunch of useless ones at the door, Jia Zhong went over to ask, and the store asked them to use it at will.

The bricks were moved back, Lin Baitang first dug a pit on the ground with a shovel, and then used bricks to build a stove around the pit, and then built a second one according to the appearance, Meng Zhenghui didn't understand it, it would still be in the clouds, but others could see it.

The stove is surrounded on all sides, and the connecting places are covered with wet mud, one is to stabilize, and the other is to keep warm enough, the flame inside the stove is high, and the food can be cooked faster.

The pit at the bottom is for the sake of digging out the remaining firewood ashes, and also for the sake of getting into the air, so that the firewood will not suffocate so easily when the wind is ventilated, these are all experiences from life practice, but there are few who grow up in the countryside, and there are few who don't know, and Meng Zhenghui seems to have seen some rare things, and his face is full of curiosity and seriousness.

Lin Baitang built these two temporary stoves, and then he had time to wipe a match and light the hay, and the fire burned after a while, and a few bricks were used to pad it higher under the cutting board, and a small kitchen was also decently tidy.

It was also a coincidence, Lin Baitang had just built up the stove here, and the pot over there was also delivered, Jia Zhong and the others brought it over and washed it once, and then brought it back to Lin Baitang.

Lin Baitang still had mud on the bricks on both hands, and she couldn't catch anything, so she had to let them put the pot on it first, and she would adjust the angle by herself later.

Ping walked to Meng Zhenghui's side with two hands, and Lin Baitang shook it in front of Meng Zhenghui.

Meng Zhenghui didn't react for a while, and looked at Lin Baitang quite suspiciously, Lin Baitang sighed helplessly, and reminded loudly: "Sleeves." ”

Meng Zhenghui suddenly helped Lin Baitang pull up the sleeves that had slipped down a little, even so, he still had to suffer Lin Baitang's complaint: "It's really no tacit understanding." ”

**

Lin Baitang had already planned for this meal, and he had planned how to do it, so he didn't need their help at this time, so he washed his hands and started to do it.

First boiled water in a pot, then cut the frozen tofu into small pieces, put it in the basin and waited, taking advantage of the waiting time, Lin Baitang cut the piece of oil that he specially bought back into small dices, and poured it directly into the empty pot.

Lin Baitang scooped a spoonful of water and poured it down, and covered the pot again, and the crackling sound was a little quieter.

Lin Baitang was so lively here, and bursts of fragrance wafted over, Meng Zhenghui couldn't think about this drawing, so he poked his head over curiously and looked at it: "What are you doing?" ”

Halfway through his words, he subconsciously frowned, and said a little tactfully: "I do know that you said that oily things are delicious, but this, I'm afraid it's not very delicious." ”

Lin Baitang deliberately didn't answer, but smiled mysteriously: "I have the final say on whether it's delicious or not, you wait, I'll get you some snacks to taste." ”

As he spoke, he called him again: "Don't be idle, go buy two hundred steamed buns and come back." ”

Meng Zhenghui was first taken aback by this number, and then said: "Yes, more, it's better than not enough in the end." ”

The pot was grunting, and the pot for boiling water was also boiling, Lin Baitang poured all the corn ballasts that had been washed before into the pot, stirred it a few times so that it didn't stick to the pot, and then stopped caring about it, and let it burn by itself.