Chapter 22: I only care about my steak

When Dr. Zhou rushed in, the smell of onions was already wafting through the room. Through the crack in the open door of the kitchen, Dr. Chow saw An Feng standing on a stool, trying to reach the stove with his arms outstretched. On the stove, the frying pan Zraz sounded, and An Feng, who was one meter two tall, stood by the stove and waved a shovel, his movements were not jerky at all, but how weird he looked.

The pan is fried with cheese onion and pepper sauce, which is intended to be used to cook the steak.

Once the sauce was hot, An Feng easily picked up the pot and poured it out - his usual workouts could lift his weight, and a frying pan, though larger than his face, was not large enough to make him daunted.

Set the sauce aside and wait for it to cool. An Feng heard the sound of the door just now, and only then did he have time to raise his head and ask the topic just now: "What's the big deal?" The iceberg has fallen? ”

Dr. Chow took a breath to calm his mind, and he realized that he was still in a good mood, and slowly paced to the kitchen door, sniffing the smell of sauce wafting through the crack in the door. The sauce does have a tangy finish, but that's not the point...... An Feng in the kitchen didn't have time to wait for Dr. Zhou to speak, so he took advantage of this effort to summon Argyle in without pause, stuffed a brand-new minced meat mallet into the other party's hand, and pointed to the six large steaks on the board and instructed: "Knock the meat!" For this, you have to lightly hammer the surface of the steak next to the mallet, and then do it all over again, and then again...... Okay, you can't understand if you say too much, you do it, I'll advise. ”

Dr. Zhou waited for Argyll's gavel to sound before interjecting again: "There is already new information about the summit of the Soviet republics to be held at Christmas. As soon as the leaders arrived in Moscow, it was rumored that the Central Bank of the Soviet Union would intensify its monetary intervention policy at the meeting. But the new message says: the meeting will not discuss currency intervention, the meeting will discuss the dissolution of the USSR. The source is said to be very reliable. That is to say......"

Dr. Zhou paused and said bitterly, "The Soviet Union has collapsed. ”

An Feng behaved very indifferently, as if Dr. Zhou was talking about the cabbage in his garden, he sighed and said indifferently: "The two are the same thing?" ”

"You don't understand", Dr. Zhou was a little manic: "It means that the Cold War is over, and it means that the two camps are ......"

"I don't need to understand-" An Feng quickly cut off Dr. Zhou's words: "The steak pot is hot, let's worry about our steak." We people who eat British steak don't bother the Kremlin's heart. ”

"You don't understand", Dr. Zhou sat there and muttered, "You don't understand what that means?" ”

"It means that everything has nothing to do with us", with a zrazla sound, a piece of hammered beef was thrown into the pot, An Feng smacked his lips regretfully, and said with emotion: "Now, the slow thawing of beef has something to do with us, but unfortunately, the sauce has not been able to soak ...... properly."

After that, An Feng raised a small smile from the side of the stove and said with a smile: "Doctor Zhou, I only care about this now!" ”

The fried steak has a cheese flavor in it, which doesn't seem to be a Chinese meal. Dr. Zhou asked casually, "How is the British food?" ”

"The most unpalatable dish in the world", An Feng grimaced: "I didn't say this, it was said by several French chefs." It seems that the Italians are saying the same thing. Of course, here you can say the same thing to the British, and the Brit will nod and echo: I like Chinese food. ”

"This ......", Dr. Zhou pointed to the steak fried in the pan and thought: since you only talk about steak, let's talk to you about the dish. The Soviet dish ......, no, no, no, the Soviet Union is no longer a dish, it is a waste.

"What kind of dish are you? It can't be British food, right? ”

"It's the shell of Western food, the connotation of Chinese food", An Feng waved a shovel and replied while flipping the fried steak: "I watch the ...... made on TV"

Dr. Zhou asked confusedly, "When have you watched TV, don't you always read newspapers?" Am I watching TV these days? ”

After saying this, Dr. Zhou regretted and hated: Okay, I forgot my principles again, I shouldn't ask such stupid questions, people have high IQs, glance at TV when reading the newspaper, everyone can remember what I don't remember...... But, I watch TV, when do I watch cooking shows? Well, I was wrong again......

An Feng didn't seem to hear Dr. Zhou's question, he continued to wave the shovel and said to himself: "Real British food may have to add a lot of spices to make it taste like traditional Chinese medicine, and there is no way to add any seasonings, it is said that when eating, you can put some salt, pepper or mustard and spicy soy sauce according to your personal preferences." The British say it's to respect personal taste, but I think it's because the chef is too lazy.

Haha, the other day, I saw a famous British dish on TV, called 'Looking Up at the Stars', the method is: take a whole sardine and mix it with flour, bake it into a bread shape, and the head and tail of the fish should be out of the bread, preferably facing the sky. Haha, it is said that there is also a way to wrap the crab in the dough, and still expose the crab legs to the sky...... You say, is this bread or a vegetable, and this dish is said to be a famous British dish - it sounds disgusting!

Do you know? Strictly speaking, Chinese food is all fried. People don't put oil in the stir-fry pot, the whole process is boiled, and then add some olive oil after the pot, I first heat the oil and then put the vegetables is a typical Chinese practice, but the seasoning used is Western......"

An Feng's nagging was very detailed, but Dr. Zhou was worried after all, and An Feng's words did not calm his mood. Waiting for An Feng's voice to pause, Dr. Zhou interjected: "Let's ...... If the Soviet Union collapses, will we lose or win? ”

An Feng lifted the frying pan, poured the fried steak into the empty plate next to him as if no one was around, then turned off the heat, turned around, looked at Dr. Zhou calmly, and said briefly: "Profiteering." ”

Doctor Zhou jumped up, a little angry: "Then why are you ......, why are you so calm?" ”

An Feng raised his fingers, regardless of Argyle being next to him, he raised his fingers to take stock: "Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and now that the exchange has closed and entered the Christmas holidays, even if we want to do something, it's too late."

You know, I've been short on the megatrend. Before the foreign exchange market closes, there are always people who want currency intervention, and there are people who are ready to cash out and go home for the New Year, so the exchange rate will rise a little. Fortunately, I sold a part of the proceeds before, and this part of the proceeds added margin to ensure that I was not forced to liquidate.

If the ruble collapses completely after the year, there will be people who wait for the issuance of a new currency, and then exchange the old currency for the new currency - so there is a bottom line for the ruble to fall again, and the transaction of this currency will continue...... But we can't be greedy. A lot of people jumped off the building because of this, let's take it when we see it.

If I can finally sell at the price I expected, minus all the fees, minus the margin loss, minus the taxes...... We're going to make about 70 times the profit. ”

Yes?!

Doctor Zhou had decided not to be surprised by An Feng anymore, but at this moment, he was still a little surprised: "There are so many ...... I mean, it's a mature market, and you're a little bit of a market where you're just getting involved...... Ahem, I'm so happy. Okay, let's still care about the steak, is your steak burned? ”

An Feng turned around and turned on the stove again: "It's okay right away—we're going to have a big meal today." It's all the dishes I've seen on TV...... Well, please bear with me for the first time. ”

Dr. Zhou shook his head with a smile, and suddenly remembered the can of Coke that An Feng threw on Angel Street not long ago, he felt that the kitchen was nothing unusual, he turned back to the sofa and said, "Oh, your hands are very accurate and steady, I suddenly remembered your seven-minute exercise method, maybe I will practice with you in the future, anyway, take seven minutes a day, not bad time."

Ahem, given your consistent performance, I believe that although this is your first time cooking, it doesn't matter, I know that Western food pays attention to strict portions, how much salt, how much oil, how much onion weighs, what is the amount of steak...... Digit?! Hmph, numbers aren't a problem for you. You're busy, I'll sit and wait for a good meal. ”

Suddenly, the phone rang in the room, and Dr. Zhou stopped in front of the sofa in surprise, turned his head to look around for the source of the sound, and wondered, "There is no phone in our room?" I'm also thinking about the telecom sector off at Christmas. Where did it come from...... Oh, my phone. I actually forgot that I was a mobile phone person. ”

An Feng raised his shovel and raised his eyebrows: "Your mobile phone ......, who did you leave the number for?" ”

Dr. Zhou didn't think about it and replied, "The hotel reception." We paid the rent of the hotel until the New Year, and it is estimated that we will not get much money back when we leave the room. I thought, anyway, I can't leave the room, so we just live at both ends, and I left a phone at the main desk, so that the hotel can find us at any time if there is anything. ”

The phone bell was still ringing stubbornly, Dr. Zhou picked up the phone, An Feng started stir-frying again, and the squeak of the oil pan drowned out the conversation on the phone.

An unfamiliar female voice came from the phone, and she asked softly, "Are you Dr. Zhou?" I'm Lan Yu? Remember? Today, the translator standing next to Sister Huang Yaqing and Huang is on Angel Street, I shouted to you not to go into the alley, remember? ”

Dr. Zhou suddenly said, "How are you ...... Is there something wrong? ”

"Ha", laughed dryly on the phone: "Do you want to ask how I know your phone?" I'm purely idle, I asked for your address from Sister Huang, and then found your alley hotel, and the main station said that you moved to a nearby unit, which is nearby, so I called you. ”

Dr. Zhou couldn't help but blurt out: "Why aren't you with Sister Huang?" You're not ......."

Lan Yu chuckled and explained on the other end of the phone: "My translation work was arranged by the International Student Association. However, Sister Huang has been very busy these days, and since tonight I have been released pigeons, and I just have nowhere to go, and no one has asked me to ......"

Lan Yu stopped talking, and Dr. Zhou had no choice but to answer: "In this case, come here, I'm cooking here, but it's not me who does it." There's no one else here, so it's ...... The doll standing next to me, and his big friend. You get out of the hotel, turn around to the other end of the building, walk through the four units, the third floor of the fifth unit, the left hand on the top floor, and here I am. ”

"Great", Lan Yu cheered: "I brought a bottle of red wine...... My wine is not very good, I hope you don't dislike it, I'll come over right away. ”

Dr. Chow hung up the phone, poked his head into the kitchen and said, "We might ...... One more guest. ”

Dr. Zhou's hesitation in the second half of his words was because the kitchen had already started eating. The big man Argyle held the plate and devoured the first steak fried by An Feng, the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of pepper and cheese, and Dr. Zhou, who had an empty stomach, swallowed a little spit, and then continued the second half of the sentence.

An Feng was still standing on the bench, small man, wielding a big shovel, looking like a mature celebrity chef, and he waved his hand magnificently: "It's okay, I've prepared enough...... However, I won't be involved in the adult business, you eat in the living room, and we will finish eating in the kitchen, and then go to the hotel to stay. ”

Dr. Zhou hesitated slightly, but decided to follow his own principles and not interfere with all the seats of the villain. He thought for a moment and asked, "We have been in contact with the landlord of this house, and the house has moved in, do you think it is necessary for us to buy it?" No, I've already decided! You said you need a lawyer to buy a house, right? Do you have a lawyer's number on hand? ”

"Yes!" Today, An Feng has become Dr. Zhou's personal "Google", and he always responds to his needs.

Although his mouth agreed, An Feng's work did not stop, he was still wielding a spatula, this time he fried monkfish, this fish looks ugly, but the taste is ...... It is said to be the first in the UK.

Frying in the pan is a medium-sized monkfish. Foreigners do not pay attention to the whole beard and the whole tail, and the shape is complete. It just so happens that the fish cauldron is small, so the fish has been divided into several segments. The diameter of the fish frying pan is the same as the width of An Feng's body, An Feng sweats like rain, and he has to keep talking to Dr. Zhou: "I think this is very good." The rent here is not very expensive in London, but it is well secluded. Besides, we can't afford a house in a high-priced location, and we don't have time to look for it carefully, so it's better to buy a set and put it in first, and then look for rent. ”

"But this house, from the time we lived in the hotel, we began to ask for rent and sale, until we ......rented it," Dr. Zhou said embarrassedly, "Will it be difficult to rent out?" ”

An Feng stopped the spatula and asked, "Who called you just now?" ”

Dr. Zhou suddenly realized, and he turned around and left. Halfway to the center, he returned to the kitchen and asked, "Do you have a recommended lawyer?" ”

A lawyer with whom An Feng dealt in his previous life has just entered the profession now. Well, since this guy has just entered the industry, the fee must not be too high.

An Feng jumped down from the stool, ran to the refrigerator with a shovel in his hand, pulled out a sticky note, and wrote down an address: "Approximate this address,...... I guess so. I just glanced at the story. ”

Well, Dr. Zhou didn't ask An Feng where he got the information, he turned around and walked to the sofa...... Sadly, he still didn't sit on the couch because the doorbell rang.

The video intercom is newly installed and has a trendy appearance. Lan Yu was sticking out eight teeth on the screen, showing a standard gentle smile at everyone, and waving frantically.