"Xiao Leng, do you know how to drive?" said Minister Jin Bowen, who sighed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No, it won't. Gao Xiaoleng replied dryly.

"Han Xiaocui, you drove my red sports car and took Gao Xiaoleng to buy groceries. Minister Kim Bowen gave the order directly.

"There's a lot of work to do in my patrol team?" Han Xiaocui's face was full of reluctance.

"You go and arrange for a deputy team leader to do your job, and besides, you can also have dinner with you at noon today. Minister Kim put down the copy of the report in his hand.

Having said that, Han Xiaocui knew that if she didn't cooperate, the consequences would be very serious.

"Let's go, remember to make a delicious lunch meal. Han Xiaocui kicked Gao Xiaoleng's foot coldly.

Gao Xiaoleng sat in the sports car driven by Han Xiaocui, and went directly out of the factory area of Yingbaoda 6 factory, it seems that the guards also know Minister Jin's sports car, not only did not stop for inspection, but also saluted the sports car.

And Han Xiaocui, who is wearing sunglasses, is also very cool, she didn't even slow down when she left the factory.

"Gao Xiaoleng, since you came here, my workload has not decreased, but has increased, you better be honest with me, why did you hide in the conference room and sleep just now?" Han Xiaocui asked coldly.

"You'd better drive seriously, you can't afford to delay lunch. Gao Xiao said coldly.

"You, don't go too far, where are we going now?" Han Xiaocui was choked for a moment, and then asked with a slam on the accelerator.

"Gaozhuang pig farm direction. Gao Xiaoleng said angrily.

"You, are you deliberately playing me?" Han Xiaocui made a sharp turn and turned around.

Gao Xiaoleng's current physique is naturally as stable as Mount Tai, but Han Xiaocui's own sunglasses were almost thrown out of the car.

Ten minutes later, Gao Xiaoleng directly called a stop.

"Didn't you say that Gaozhuang Pig Farm buys pork?" Han Xiaocui braked suddenly.

"I'm just talking about going in the direction of Gaozhuang Pig Farm. Gao Xiao repeated coldly.

Gao Xiaoleng got out of the car, then Han Xiaocui didn't have the slightest intention of getting out of the car, it can be seen that this Han Xiaocui is still very emotional, but Gao Xiaoleng doesn't think about so many chores, as long as he ensures that he can make a good lunch, it is estimated that his task today will be completed.

"Uncle Wang, are you inside?" Gao Xiaoleng pushed open the unlocked wooden fence gate.

"Ahem, why are all these little cucumbers of mine dead?" Wang Xinsheng squatted under the cucumber rack and smoked his dry tobacco pouch silently.

"Uncle Wang, these cucumbers seem to have just died. Gao Xiaoleng keenly pointed out the crux of the problem.

"I'm not blind, cough, I just want to rely on you, can't I?" said the old man Wang Xinsheng a little funny.

"Uncle Wang is joking, we are very careful when picking. Gao Xiaoleng hurriedly put aside the relationship.

"Hmph! Of course, I came to see it last night, but my little cucumber has always been disease-free, and you came to pick it last night, why did it become like this?"

Gao Xiaoleng couldn't answer, and Gao Xiaoleng was already a little empty in his heart, because Gao Xiaoleng faintly thought that the reason why all the cucumbers here would die should be related to the sudden breakthrough in his beauty and gherkins' skills.

After all, according to Gao Xiaoleng's craftsmanship, if these cucumbers don't die, then Gao Xiaoleng will continue to make beautiful cucumbers that can beautify his face, which will be damned, if these cucumbers don't die, then Gao Xiaoleng will have to die.

Thinking of this, Gao Xiaoleng mourned in silence for a few seconds at the dead cucumber vines.

"Young man, although I don't have any evidence, my intuition tells me that the collective death of these cucumber vines must have something to do with you. Wang Xinsheng said with a dry tobacco pouch.

"Maybe, no matter what caused the death of these cucumber vines, I am willing to be responsible for compensation on behalf of Minister Jin?" Gao Xiaoleng said with some sadness.

"Compensation? I have been carefully bred for several generations of poppies, and I have no place to buy them if I have money. Wang Xinsheng snorted coldly.

"It's come to this, I think it's better to mourn. Gao Xiaoleng didn't know how to persuade Wang Xinsheng old man.

"I don't want your compensation either, you can go, and don't come to my vegetable garden again. "Wang Xinsheng is very sad.

Gao Xiaoleng originally wanted to buy some more potatoes and radishes or something, but looking at the appearance of this old man with a sage in Wang Xin, Gao Xiaoleng knew that if he said that he wanted to buy vegetables, he would probably be beaten up today.

Gao Xiaoleng had no choice but to return empty-handed.

"Yo, you're such a waste, you can't even buy a green. Han Xiaocui pulled her sunglasses off her forehead.

"I can't eat the food here today, let's go quickly. Gao Xiao said coldly.

"Why?" asked Han Xiaocui curiously.

"A few words and you can't say clearly, let's go to Qinghe Beach. Gao Xiao said with a cold face.

"What are you doing on Qinghe Beach?" Han Xiaocui's face was full of impatience.

"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, don't you want to eat zongzi at noon?" Gao Xiaoleng said without joy or sorrow.

"Oh, you can still make zongzi, okay!" Han Xiaocui stepped on the accelerator.

Ten minutes later, they stopped at the picturesque Qinghe Beach.

It may be that Han Xiaocui was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery here, and she actually got out of the car.

However, as for the work of picking reed leaves, she will not do it.

According to the information provided by the system, Gao Xiaoleng picked the amount of reed leaves for twenty zongzi here, and then returned to Minister Jin's apartment.

There are no glutinous rice and golden silk jujube ingredients for this ancient glutinous rice dumpling, it seems that the taste of this zongzi will not be able to break through at noon today, but despite this, these zongzi should still be praised by Minister Jin.

Gao Xiaoleng immediately disposed of a small part of these reed leaves, and then began to get busy according to the method of ancient fragrant glutinous rice dumplings.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the faint fragrance of zongzi wafted from this small two-bedroom apartment, but fortunately, most of the neighbors here did not come back at noon, otherwise these fragrances would have caused a riot.

And Gao Xiaoleng has no joy at all, it is said that Gao Xiaoleng's current level has reached the realm of the kitchen god Xiaobai, that is to say, now Gao Xiaoleng's food should have surpassed the low-level realm of fragrant aroma, and now there will be such a situation, it can only be said that the ingredients of this zongzi are too poor.