155. Starry Night 3

As soon as he finished saying this, before the end of the note was gone, Jiang Zimu heard a gurgling gut sound in his mobile phone, which continued and was high-pitched.

"Tsk, he deserves to be a famous singer, no matter which part of his body sings, he is different from ordinary people. โ€

Xiao Lizao wrinkled his face, one hand hurriedly covered his stomach, his head hung back, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

"Okayโ€”hungryโ€”ah!"

"You didn't eat anything at the hot pot restaurant just now!"

Jiang Zimu pursed his lips, and he was also a little unbearable.

"I know that you are going to take pictures tomorrow morning, and I am afraid that I will eat too much edema at night, but I don't eat at all, and it is strange that I am not hungry. โ€

"If I am asked to sacrifice my appetite in exchange for fame and fame, I will not do anything. โ€

Xiao Lizao sighed helplessly, and rolled his eyes weakly, "Do you think I don't eat anything, just because I will start work early tomorrow morning?"

"I originally wanted to use chopsticks and eat some fish and vegetables, but who knew that thanks to you, I listened to the commentary throughout the whole process. โ€

"After one game at a time, I remember one word in my mind - roasted pig. โ€

Xiao Da Idol pursed his lips with difficulty, and his eyes were hot, stop quickly!

I'm nauseous, but I'm still hungry!

If I could go back in time now, even if I was eating roast pork poop at the table next to me, I would have smiled and stuffed a few more leaves into my mouth.

It's a pity that in front of me, except for the northwest wind, there is nothing that can be served.

"Lady Jiang, give me a deep reflection!"

Jiang Zimu was so startled by this voice that he bared his teeth and grinned, jumped off the hammock with a bang, threw his mobile phone on the bed, didn't wear any shoes, and ran back to the house.

Hey, this sudden sense of betrayal.

"Ah~~~!

"Jiang Zimu, come back to me!"

Xiao Li gave up his mobile phone early, and howled directly at the house not far away, because of the terrain, this sound was actually rebounded by the valley, and the echo was soft and soft, long and aftertaste, and it sounded beautiful.

Xiao Da Idol was obviously taken aback by this echo, and hurriedly put his palm on his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. โ€

"Shh~~~"

After about five minutes, Jiang Zimu carried two small waterproof bucket bags, snorted back to the balcony, took a breath, and picked up the phone again.

"Here you go...... Took a little bit of food. โ€

"Huh?"

The original lazy fatigue was swept away, and Xiao Da Idol's eyes lit up, but as soon as his brain turned, he wilted again.

"It's almost ten o'clock, I can't eat, I can't eat anything. โ€

"Don't talk nonsense, pick it up!"

Jiang Zimu didn't say much, waited for a gust of headwind to pass, saw the direction, and threw the bag with all his strength.

"Bang. โ€

โ€œnice catch๏ผโ€

Jiang Zimu clapped his hands and smiled cutely.

"It's good to receive it, it's good to receive it, and remember to settle the nine-yuan delivery fee for a while." โ€

"Cut~~~"

Xiao Li didn't delay in the morning, returned to the hammock, opened the bag three times and five by two, and his head was probed, and the things were quite complete.

"It's ...... Cucumber slices?"

Jiang Zimu stuck his mobile phone on his collarbone, and with his two hands hurriedly opened the other remaining bag, took out a box of unopened luncheon meat, and inserted the whole piece into the spoon, so happy that he was about to faint Gu Qi.

"Delicious...... God, it's so fragrant!"

"Goddess, I said, is this box you gave me cucumber slices?"

"Oh, oh," Jiang Zimu puffed out his cheeks, stopped chewing, and hurriedly responded, "Handmade pickled cucumber." โ€

"This is the only one, and there is no semicolon. โ€

"Sister Jiao and I just made it. โ€

"Only a little bit of white vinegar is added, not much salt, no edema, and the cucumber itself can be diluted and swelled, and it can be eaten for weight loss. โ€

Xiao Lizao nodded, the corners of his mouth turned up, groped into the bag, and grabbed another handful of dried cranberries.

As soon as Jiang Zimu looked up, he happened to see it.

"This is also handmade, that is, it is simply sun-dried, without any sucrose. โ€

"Oh, and there's a cookie sandwich in thereโ€”two small pieces of oatmeal with a thin, thin layer of toasted moss in between. โ€

"I brought the oatcakes with me, and the roasted moss was ......."

"You did it yourself, too. โ€

Jiang Zimu tilted his head and hurriedly corrected it, "Well, I really don't have any help, it's all Sister Jiao's own doing, hehe." โ€

"Eat with confidence, lose fat and be full, not guilty, and it won't affect your start tomorrow morning. โ€

Xiao Lizao's eyes lowered, pinched the biscuit, and before he could say anything, he hurriedly put it in his mouth.

Well, there is a hint of sweetness, and the taste of oats is also light, with the moss in the middle, it is fragrant and crispy, and it is very textured.

At this time, the pig poop has changed from the previous swaying to nothing.

After all, no matter how picky your stomach is, no matter how thin your throat is, sooner or later you will be smoothed out by hunger and give up all senseless persistence.

"Well, it's delicious. โ€

"Hey, that's good. โ€

Jiang Zimu gave Xiao Da Idol a brief recipe description, his tongue was double-duty, and while he spoke, he tasted the beautiful luncheon meat, seeing that Xiao Li had already swept away all the small three things in the emergency food bag, and Jiang Zimu's box of meat was also wiped out.

After burping, Jiang Zimu closed his eyes and raised his hand to give his stomach a massage.

"Wow~~~ I'm full for supper, sleep well. โ€

"You," Jiang Zimu still didn't open his eyes, and slammed at his mobile phone, "I'm not active in eating, and I have a problem with my thoughts!"

"It's all like you, three people and a pig. โ€

At the mention of the word pig, Xiao Da Idol uncontrollably remembered the fear of being dominated by the "creative dish" at noon, held his breath, and slowly swallowed his saliva.

At this time, pickled cucumbers are refreshing and greasy, and it seems to have become the only way to alleviate the overthinking syndrome of creative dishes. As long as I think about the taste just now, the churning discomfort in my stomach disappeared in an instant.

What's more critical is that Jiang Zimu just had a face-to-face eating broadcast and released a bunch of gluttonous insects that were imprisoned by Xiao Lizao. The taste of luncheon meat, along with the wind, didn't even knock on the door, it swaggered into the nostrils, occupied the nerves, and caused Xiao Da idol's mouth to shed unassailing tears.

Eat! Meat!

Forget it, work first, and the professionalism of the master requires that the master can't eat anything more tonight. However, it shouldn't be too much to plan tomorrow's menu in advance, right?

"Goddess, I have eaten all the weight loss snacks you gave. However, my stomach was full, and my tongue and brain were still hungry. โ€

"What then?"

"I want to eat something salty and fragrant, but also soup, warm, stomach-warming, and meat and vegetarian combinations. โ€

"Tomorrow morning, I want to eat. โ€

"There is a separate small restaurant in the hostel, with porridge and noodles. โ€

"I want to eat what you burned. The food you cook is delicious. โ€

Jiang Zimu had two black lines on his forehead, "The chef of the small restaurant is a professional, is it good?"

"I don't care, I can't get used to it. โ€

"Yes, yes. Thanks to you, it's me who always meets, and there are not many people like me who know how to repay their conscience!"

Jiang Zimu hid one hand by his side, and grabbed it vigorously, If it weren't for the fact that you moved this box of dolls to me from afar, if it weren't for the fact that you were willing to be a hot pot restaurant, the old lady flew over directly and pinched your husky dog head with one hand!

"Ming'er, I'll get up early in the morning and make wild vegetables, mushrooms, spicy meat, sauce soup powder for you, don't you think it's possible?"

Xiao Da Idol stretched his smug waist.

"Whew~~~ It's come to life. โ€

Jiang Zimu bar, forget it, being angry will waste the beauty of the moment.

Put your feet on the edge of the gift box, raise your head, look at the bright stars in the sky, and pat your head.

"Wait for me a little longer. โ€

After saying that, as before, the pig rushed forward and ran back to the back room again.

Within half a minute, I came back with two cans of beer.

Sit down, slippers, rock in a hammock, look up at the stars, and take a sip of beer with your head down.

What kind of colorful life is this!

"Yo, by the way, Daddy, are you still in trouble?"

"If there's no new instruction, then I'll hang up. โ€

"How?"

Xiao Lizao squinted his eyes and was a little drowsy.

"You're going to sleep?"

"No, I've just opened this wine. โ€

"I'm going to lie here, look at the stars, and listen to songs on my phone. โ€

As soon as I heard this, Xiao Da Idol immediately became sleepy, and my professionalism as a singer required me to sing live.

"Are you stupid?"

"Listen to songs on your phone?"

"Have you forgotten who lives next door to you?"

"Huh?"

Jiang Zimu glanced at Xiao Lizao suspiciously, and vaguely, he seemed to see that he was also looking at himself, his eyes like grapes, bright and bright, and his eyes were full of emotion, like scooping a big spoonful of cream, and handed it straight to him.

Jiang Zimu swallowed his saliva, hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and then looked at Xiao Lizao, who had already gotten up and started to warm up.

"Please, do you want to be so professional?"

Jiang Zimu rolled his eyes and shouted at his mobile phone, "If you can hear the scene of Mr. Xiao Lizao, who has a golden voice, on such a night......"

"That's really a wonderful frog seed, eating a wonderful crispy horn into the wonderful houseโ€”wonderful home!"

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