"Huh? This one...... Hahaha, isn't this a resignation, there is still some money in the meal card in the canteen, and then ......"

"And then you buy so many lion heads? Even if I like to eat, it doesn't mean that I don't eat other things, what braised pork, steamed pork ribs, Gu Yu meat or something, Old Man Liu makes it okay, you won't have a little bit of everything? ”

"Minato, how long will this girl have to eat?"

Hu Xiaopeng said as he walked towards the kitchen with a helpless face, but he kept criticizing Hou Ziang in his mouth.

Originally, Hou Ziang and Hu Xiaopeng would find some big guys for themselves to hold these lion heads, but who would have thought that Hu Xiaopeng would no longer take anything out of the cupboard after just bringing two plates.

took a bag of lion heads, poured nearly ten lion heads in the bag on the plate, and then Hu Xiaopeng took out a spoon in one hand and a pile of fresh-keeping bags from the drawer behind him in the other, turned around and walked towards a door under the stairs.

"Master?"

"Come here, leave one bag enough for the two of us to eat for a day, and the rest, deal with it first, and keep it to eat slowly......"

Hu Xiaopeng said, and took the lead in opening the door and getting in, and although Hou Ziang didn't know what Hu Xiaopeng was going to do, he could only follow him closely.

Passing through this door, a garage that absolutely did not match the mansion just now appeared in Hou Ziang's sight.

The reason why it absolutely does not match is because this garage cannot be considered a garage at all.

There is no reserved parking space, a garage of more than 40 square meters, piled up with all kinds of machinery and piles of parts, the messy appearance and the neatness of the room just now formed a very sharp contrast, if it is not for Hou Ziang has an understanding of machinery, knowing that the placement of these machinery has a certain rule, I must think that this is to come to the waste recycling station.

That's right, it's a waste recycling station, because Hou Ziang found that many things in this garage are in tatters, and many mechanical parts show obvious burn marks, and even a large part of them are damaged parts, either twisted and deformed, or the wires and internal parts in them are exposed.

Perhaps the only cleaner place is a three-meter-long workbench at the innermost end of the garage, but even so, there are a lot of scattered parts piled up on it.

"Master......"

Hou Ziang wanted to ask, but he only said two words, and was interrupted by Hu Xiaopeng, who walked to a machine that seemed to be a washing machine, and then said to Hou Ziang.

"Bring the stuff ......"

"This thing doesn't seem to have been used for a few years, I don't know if it's okay or not, take a lion head out and try it first, if it's not good, then think of another way."

Hu Xiaopeng said, leaned over and turned on the machine in front of him, only to see that the moment the power was turned on, the machine made all kinds of indescribable squeaks, and there was a violent shaking, just like the sound of a washing machine when it was dried.

"Make up ......"

"Knock, knock......"

It seems that Hu Xiaopeng also felt that the sound and movement were not quite right, so he raised his foot and kicked it twice in a row.

"Buzz ......"

After two feet, the machine seemed to be really much better, at least quieter, and not shaking as violently as before.

"Well, it should be good."

"Don't be stunned, take one out and try it."

Hu Xiaopeng said, pulling out a fresh-keeping bag and signaling to Hou Ziang.

"Master, is this a vacuum machine?"

Soon, a lion's head was filled in a fresh-keeping bag, plus some soup was poured, and when Hou Ziang saw Hu Xiaopeng put the packed bag firmly in the machine, he couldn't help but ask Hu Xiaopeng.

"Vacuum? Are you kidding, you play these pediatrics when you are your master? ”

Hearing Hou Ziang ask himself, Hu Xiaopeng couldn't help but show a mysterious smile on his face, then locked the machine tightly and pressed the only button left on the washing machine.

"Buzz ......"

"......"

With two sounds, the lid of the machine opens automatically in just a few seconds.

"It's not bad, look at ......"

"I ...... Damn, what the hell is this sister ......?"

Seeing Hu Xiaopeng take out a jet-black "crystal ball" from the machine and throw it to himself, Hou Ziang was immediately surprised, but soon, when he received this "crystal ball" in his hand, he felt a cold touch, and when he saw the lion's head in the crystal ball, Hou Ziang instantly felt that his worldview seemed to be a little distorted.

A "vacuum compression freezer" converted from an old washing machine?

Well, Hou Ziang can only use such words to name this machine, even if the washing machine can be transformed into a vacuum compressor, and the function of quick freezing can also be added, but the quick freezing speed of this machine seems to be a little outrageous.

Can you freeze a lion's head and soup into an ice lump in seconds? Don't say that Hou Ziang has never seen it, or he has never heard of it.

"Master, this machine ...... Minimum...... What is the minimum temperature? ”

"I don't know, I haven't tested it, but it should be more than minus two hundred."

"Holy, it's cooler than liquid nitrogen? Is it possible to reach zero Kelvin? ”

"Zero Kelvin? What are you dreaming about, no matter how you say this, it's a gadget I made when I'm bored, and I want to reach minus 273.15 degrees Celsius, unless I give me a team of a few hundred people, and it's about the same for decades. ”

"Then you just said that it is more than minus two hundred ......"

"More than two hundred, are you brainless? Two hundred and one, two hundred and three, that's more than two hundred, you know? ”

"No, no, I've got to find something to test, or I'm ......"

Without waiting for Hou Ziang to finish speaking, Hu Xiaopeng glanced at Hou Ziang and said with disdain.

"What are you? If you're curious, I don't care if you tear it down here, but the question now is, you have to get these lion heads done first......"

"Besides, isn't it just a freezer, if you like it, there are a lot of fun things in my garage, I'm afraid you won't be able to disassemble and install ......"

"I'll make it, I can't let you dismantle it, you kid has no memory, the dismantled things can never be installed, or forget it......"

"Here, help, put on a lion's head."

As he spoke, Hu Xiaopeng ignored Hou Ziang, who was speechless, and began to put the lion's head in the fresh-keeping bag one by one, and then simply sealed it and threw it into the machine at will.

The capacity of a washing machine can be imagined, so even if there are more lion heads, it is only half of the washing machine.

It's just that this time the machine ran for a bit longer, and it took nearly ten minutes to get it done, and in these ten minutes, Hou Ziang was really eye-opening.

The whole garage is in tatters, and there seems to be a lot of garbage, but these rags and garbage are all real guys who don't look good.

Just like the washing machine that can't wash clothes just now, it is definitely the garbage that the previous family threw away after using it for more than ten years, and it has no value for maintenance, but it is such a tattered piece, and it was changed into a quick-freezer that can reach more than minus 200 degrees in Hu Xiaopeng's hands, which is not many times NB than the highest freezer on the market.

Even if Hu Xiaopeng only used the shell of the washing machine, and the interior is no longer the structure and parts of the washing machine, I have to say that Hu Xiaopeng's ideas and practices can only be called a monster by Hou Ziang again.

Of course, in addition to this freezer, there are all kinds of unexpected things in the garage, such as a thing draped in an electric oven shell, which is actually a miniature 3D printer, and a thing that looks like a TV set hanging on the wall, which is filled with water.

"Master, what is this printer?"

Hou Ziang came to the corner of the garage, pointed to an old-fashioned inkjet printer and asked Hu Xiaopeng.

"This? Printers, didn't you say it all? ”

"I, I mean...... Say ......"

Hou Ziang stood in place and "said" for a long time, and he didn't say why, because this is a printer, and he knows it, but is it really just a printer?

Maybe Hu Xiaopeng guessed what Hou Ziang meant, and then Hu Xiaopeng smiled on his face, and then said.

"He's the printer, it was originally broken, I picked it up and repaired it, and then I was idle, and I added a few twisters and twisting teeth to it, so in addition to printing, I can also shred paper, well, all kinds of shredded kinds, directly into slag......"

Hu Xiaopeng said, only to see that the "vacuum compression freezer" suddenly stopped running, and automatically opened the upper cover.

"That's it, come over and get a hand, throw all these things in the refrigerator and move, otherwise when he dissolves, it will rot faster."

Hu Xiaopeng said, and took the lead in leaning over and taking out the frozen lion heads in the washing machine, but because the temperature of these lion heads was too low, Hu Xiaopeng, who had a super physique, couldn't help but shiver a little.

More than thirty ice lumps filled the empty refrigerator in an instant, which means that Hu Xiaopeng's refrigerator really has nothing to do, otherwise it may not be able to fit it.

After getting the extra braised lion heads, the time was already more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and Hu Xiaopeng, who was already hungry, of course would not spare the eight or nine lion heads left before, but who would have thought that when Hu Xiaopeng and Hou Ziang were just about to start, there was another knock on the door.

"Looking for you?"

Hu Xiaopeng, who was about to start with chopsticks, looked up at Hou Ziang, and Hou Ziang of course shook his head again and again.

"That's definitely not looking for me, maybe it's a salesman."

Hu Xiaopeng said, sticking a whole lion's head from the plate, and ate it as if he was eating a skewer.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The knock on the door came again, not gradually increasing the intensity like Hou Ziang before, but just knocking continuously with a knock sound that was strong enough to reach the room.

"Master, I'll go see ......"

Seeing that Hu Xiaopeng had no intention of getting up at all, Hou Ziang, who didn't have time to eat at all, had no choice but to get up and walk to the door.

And when Hou Ziang opened the door, looking at Mu Qing who was carrying a few large shopping bags at the door, Hou Ziang didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Didn't you say that the people from the WIN Club were on this morning's plane? At this time, they should have almost arrived in Beiling City, how could Mu Qing appear at Hu Xiaopeng's doorstep? And what Mu Qing is carrying in his hand is obviously a supermarket shopping bag, could it be that Hu Xiaopeng and Mu Qing have already made an appointment? Yourself has become a big shiny light bulb?