An Ran sighed softly in his heart. I don't know if there will be a chance to see each other again in the future. I don't know what will happen to these people in the future. As you get older. Will they continue to sing.

……

"An Xiaoran. Don't look at it. Gone." Jiang Jieyun grabbed her shoulder. Then the hand slipped from her shoulder. Holding her hand, the foodie's food has long been wiped out. His hands were finally free.

On the way back. Everyone was silent. Riding in silence. This night is too memorable. There are also too many things to talk about. But because of the final backstage visit. Let this lively night have a different ending. My heart was filled with too many emotions at once. It also gave birth to a taste that was too complicated. All of a sudden. I don't know what to say. So. to the end. Everyone simply didn't say anything. They all bowed their heads to meet the night wind. Just ride.

On the way back, I was not lonely. There are also a lot of people returning home from the square. They are all talking loudly and excitedly. It seems that I am still reminiscing about the various wonderful performances not long ago and the various oolong accidents that happened this night. From time to time, bursts of happy laughter erupted.

The surrounding bustle only set off the silence of Enron and their group. Until I got back to the hotel. They seem to have just recovered from the last situation.

The roller shutter door of the hotel is still half-drawn. There is a light left in the lobby. There was no one at the front desk. Probably the hostess's family was in their own room.

Jiang Chengzhuo's legs are fast. Run to say hello to the hostess's family. Report it. Tell them they can lock the door.

An Ran and the others went upstairs to their rooms to change their clothes.

In the end it was standing outside for a night. Although the attention has been focused on all kinds of performances. The mouth is not idle. So. An Ran didn't feel particularly cold throughout the night. But when back to the warm interior. Be heated and baked. She felt a chill.

Quickly take off your clothes soaked in the cool air. Run downstairs to the kitchen. Brewed a big pot of tea. Add a lot of brown sugar and ginger slices, which they also borrowed from the hostess of the hotel. White porcelain. Potbelly. It's very big. Although it is not as good as home. An extra-large teapot specially collected by Jiang Chengzhuo. But it's not that small.

Hot tea. Pour it down one bowl at a time. The spicy and sweet flavor rolls in the stomach pouch. Slowly, the heat surged to the limbs. An Ran couldn't help but tremble lightly twice. The stiff body slowly softened. The tip of the nose is also slightly soaked with a little sweat.

Spread out on the bed and relax for a while. Chef Ann got up again.

Dry Horse.

Cook.

Don't look at the mouths of the three foodies this night, they are almost idle. But these three classmates brought them tea safely. I had already expressed it to her with those three poor begging faces. They're hungry. To eat. Going for a late-night snack. To eat meat.

Enron was eager to ask. Have you eaten all your food in the Pacific Ocean this night? But. Think about it. I think it's better to talk less nonsense. That kind of lightweight spit doesn't hurt or itch for the three rice bucket stars. Instead, she's going to waste her feelings. Waste of spirit. Also a waste of saliva.

Behind Chef Ann were three big helpers' tails. The four of them rushed to the kitchen.

Noisy for a night. It's not too early now. Tomorrow morning I have to get up early to see the sunrise. You need to climb into bed as early as possible to catch up on sleep. Therefore. Tonight's supper is also readily available. Simply put. Again. Frozen overnight. Get some hot too.

For this case. Enron is also prepared. It's almost a ready-made quick chicken ravioli.

The stuffing was made by three foodies in my spare time for these two days. Ground pork. You can also ask the owner of the butcher shop to help grind the ground beef. But the chicken filling can only be chopped by itself. And the stuffing chopped at home is stronger than the stuffing that is grinded. And delicate. Easy to mix water and adjust the filling.

After the filling is chopped out. It's much easier to mix the stuffing. Three foodies clean up the aftermath. Chef Ann made it easy.

And then in the time when everyone chats after dinner. I also wrapped the wontons with me. Place on the steaming curtain. Sent outside to freeze hard. Then put it in a convenient bag.

Boil a big pot of water at this point. Command three foodies to stand eggskins. Cut parsley with chopped parsley. Cut mustard cut mustard. Then some chopped green onions. Add some nori. Add some seam. Put them into several large bowls. Sprinkle some salt. Pepper. Cut the egg skin. Minced coriander. Diced mustard. Green onion. Nori. Haimi. MSG. Next, you can leisurely cut some cooked food. Mix two side dishes. Wait for the water in the pot on the stove to boil. Throw the wontons into the pan. Roll over three more times. It's ready to be fished.

The small and plump wontons are boiled white and moist. Steaming into a bowl. Add a few spoonfuls of hot soup. Add a few drops of small grinding sesame oil. Suddenly, all kinds of spices are fused and effervescent under the brewing of hot soup. All kinds of aromas are mixed together and come to the face.

Take a deep breath. Then he shouted in a hearty voice. Comrades. It's time to eat.

Comrades don't need Chef Ann's greetings at all. I've been waiting there early in the morning. And just now out of the pot. When filling the bowl with ravioli. The three comrades had already greeted several wontons into their mouths.

Chef Ann has a sharp eye for them to give them one. She is now accustomed to the taste of these three housefoodies. Although she has not been able to figure it out. Why are their mouths always so urgent? And. There is no soup, no water, no seasoning. What exactly are the dumplings and wontons that have just come out of the pot? This looks like Chef Ann. It has always been an unsolved mystery. Although the three foodies have also tried to explain. But the brainwaves of the rice bucket and the snail are not at the same frequency at all. Communication can't. This is something that God cannot do.

Chicken soup wonton meat soup fresh. The taste is relatively plain. So it is also served with seasoning. You can choose by yourself. Pepper. Deep-fried chili peppers. There are also various types of vinegar. Rice. Balsamic vinegar and aged vinegar. Add what you want to add.

Pepper and several types of vinegar are delicate little packets. Deep-fried chili peppers are fried on their own. Served in small glass jars. This is a small package of leftover bottles of sesame sauce. Enron when they were buying sesame sauce. I deliberately bought two small bottles. So that you can reuse some bottles on the go. Wait until they're gone. Just throw it away.

In fact, for the Enron family of three. A bowl of ravioli down. That's enough. Warm. The feeling of fullness is the happiest.

And for the three foodies. This bowl of wontons is not only a big sea bowl. There must also be additional side dishes to fill their "humble stomachs".

Eat and drink to your heart's content. Everyone is spread out in their chairs. Settle for the comfort of having eaten and drunk enough. All of them looked at ease. Don't think about anything. Don't want to say anything.

After resting for a while. Three foodies go to clean up the aftermath. An Ran made another pot of diet tea.

Pour it down one bowl at a time. It can be regarded as a final summary of this hearty supper. After drinking. Wipe your mouth. Good night. Go back to your own house. Get ready for bed.

All the way to the end. There was nothing to say about tonight. There seems to be nothing to say. It seems like I'm trying to say too much. I don't know where to start. I just left it in my heart and digested it slowly. I'll leave it for later.

But. Others slept on the sleak. There are still two people to grind through.

One is Jiang Dajie's fetish. This master doesn't wash himself thoroughly and feels uncomfortable. Cleaning obsessive-compulsive fetish. Otherwise you won't be able to sleep.

The other is naturally Jiang Dajie's crazy girlfriend. Stinky beauty An Xiaoran children's shoes. This young lady does not completely toss herself from hair to toe nails beautifully, uncomfortable. Stinky beauty obsessive-compulsive fetish. Otherwise you won't be able to sleep.

From no matter how tired you are, how to sleep. Don't toss enough to not sleep this point up. These two are a perfect match.

Zhao Zhenxu and Jiang Chengzhuo secretly joked to their boss behind their backs. Top dog. After you marry Sister Ann in the future. You two have to have a bathroom for each person. Otherwise, if it's time to go to bed. One by one, stand in line to wash a full set. How much time does this take in total. Washed up. Something more. Wash it when you're done. Boy. You two don't have to sleep.

From this point of view. Even if it's for the two bathrooms after marriage. Profiteer comrades also need to "get angry and paint the wall" and make more money. Turn yourself into a literal rich man. Otherwise, you will really sleep at night.

But. Jiang Jieyun is cheeky, but he doesn't care about the jokes of his good brothers. Say that both of them are not financially minded. Neither calculates. It's not fun. Won't use the time yet.

"One by one, they lined up to go in and wash how hard it was. It's time-consuming and water-consuming. We won't go in and wash together. Really. You two...... This guy who doesn't have a girlfriend just can't grow up. Thanks to Zhuozi, you still pay attention to economy all day long. And Chubby you. Every day, I know that I take advantage of my mouth. You're going to learn something real, too."

A certain shameless man despised the two brothers. Smack your lips yourself. A rippling face of the future.

Save water and God's. It's still too far away for a profiteer at the moment. He had no choice but to scrub himself clean quickly. It's faster to go to bed early, get under the covers, close your eyes, and dream.

Everyone slept well that night.

A whole day of enriching activities makes them satisfied from body to mind. Except for three foodies. The An family of three is a little tired.

Enron felt like he didn't even have time to dream. I was woken up by a pager.

The pager is also a product of the times.

An has a family of three. It's all Hanxian's. But. There is only one in use. After all, there is a service charge for this thing.