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Ding-dong-ding-dong.

It was about ten minutes before someone rang my doorbell.

I had no choice but to get up, I hadn't complained to Ah Heng enough about my miserable experience just now.

Walking through the living room, I opened the door, interrupting the long, continuous ringing of the doorbell.

"Hello Mr. Yang, your takeaway."

It's still the little brother at noon.

"Okay, thanks."

I took the rice and walked straight to the kitchen.

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As I walked, I thought that I shouldn't have much money in my account card at Jinse Restaurant, after all, after Ah Heng taught me a hard lesson on how I often order takeout, I rarely order food there, let alone charge money into it.

So, when you're free, it's better to save some money to go in, after all, I estimate that I will have a lot of opportunities to order takeout in the future.

Alas, I took the strange white rice that the young lady who ordered the food all knotted, and was ready to show off my skills and make my own egg fried rice.

Don't question me, I can't cook, but fried rice is still okay.

After all, Ah Heng has praised me, my noisy rice is the only food I can take, eh, as for the other one, of course, it is tomato scrambled eggs.

Put oil and stir-fry!

It's just a few simple processes, and my egg fried rice is already baked.

Lean over and smell it, well, it's quite fragrant.

The white plate, golden eggs, and plump rice make it look appetizing.

Scooped a little with a spoon expectantly, and the taste, well, not bad, but it seems a little salty?

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