Chapter 8 She Hasn't Eaten Spicy Strips

The mahjong parlor was instantly quiet!

Song Ziyu put three stacks of banknotes in front of Chen Ruhua, and then said slowly: "Aunt Chen, here is 30,000 yuan, although our family is a little poor, but we have always been kind and must repay debts, and this extra 2,000 yuan can be regarded as compensation for you." ”

After saying this, Song Ziyu put on his backpack again, and then walked towards the outside of the mahjong hall in a dashing manner.

Walking to the door, Song Ziyu turned around and said: "Aunt Chen, the accounts of our two families have been settled, and I will see my mother treat her better in the future, as for the table, you can do what you can if you can eat it, don't force it." ”

At this point, Song Ziyu disappeared behind the curtain of the mahjong parlor.

Chen Ruhua looked at the money on the table, her expression changed again and again, first her eyebrows were happy, and then her face was as ugly as constipation.

The others in the mahjong parlor shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "Chen Ruhua, you are also famous for playing tricks on Yuanta Street, but I didn't expect to be put on a table by a child, why are you still stunned, eat!" ”

"The table is a hard dish, you have to drink it."

"Hahaha!"

The owner of the mahjong parlor also pretended to be distressed and said: "Chen Ruhua, this table is mine, don't you want to be humped by you like this...... But in order to save your reputation, I can only reluctantly donate it to you to eat. ”

With the owner of the mahjong parlor burning a fire like this, the atmosphere finally reached a climax, Chen Ruhua was ashamed, and couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground to avoid the limelight and come out again.

Song Ziyu came out of the mahjong parlor and went straight home to visit her mother, who was very happy and insisted on getting up and going out to buy vegetables and cook.

Song Ziyu was distressed, uremia had tormented the slim mother in her memory to the point that her body was swollen and her face was haggard.

Song Ziyu took care of the housework, asked the little sister to accompany her to buy vegetables, and then cooked herself and made a hearty dinner.

Accompanying her mother and little sister to dinner, the dilapidated hut was glowing with a warm glow, which made Song Ziyu feel relieved and satisfied.

After eating, Song Ziyu washed the dishes, cleaned the house, took out the garbage, and tidied up the hut in an orderly manner, and her tired mother was already asleep, and anemia and illness were eating her energy every moment.

Song Ziyu put the little sister to sleep, then took out 2,000 yuan and put it on the table, and finally carefully closed the door and left step by step.

At half past eleven in the evening, Song Ziyu returned to his rental house.

The money he had just earned was spent before he could cover it, and Song Ziyu didn't feel distressed.

Every penny is spent where it should be, so I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

It's just that poverty is like a disease, and it makes me feel strongly uneasy!

Not satisfied with the status quo!

You need to change!

You need to take risks yourself!

This gave me a faint sense of anticipation for the crossing.

Thinking about the time, the crossing bracelet has been recharged, and Song Ziyu whispered silently.

【Start Teleportation...... Data Correction]!

The ethereal and mechanical voice responded, the brilliance in front of him changed, and the next second Song Ziyu appeared in Xu Yingnan's small room with a snakeskin bag.

The breeze outside the window is gentle, the moon and stars are sparse overhead, and the Longshan settlement, which lacks electricity, is quiet and tranquil at this moment, like a paradise.

Song Ziyu stood by the window and looked into the distance, the world under the moonlight was wrapped in a layer of gray silver, and the desolation around it was unobstructed.

After being stunned for a while, Song Ziyu lay back on the bed and tossed and turned until midnight before falling asleep.

When I woke up, it was already three poles in the morning, and the temperature in the Longshan settlement was much lower than that in Han'an City, Song Ziyu went downstairs and saw Xu Yingnan, who was squatting in the corridor for breakfast.

"You can really sleep, only get up now." Xu Yingnan glanced at Song Ziyu, and then squeaked and sucked the contents of the bowl.

Song Ziyu looked at the long gray strip in Xu Yingnan's bowl curiously, and wanted to ask if you were eating?

But Song Ziyu secretly held back.

Because Song Ziyu was afraid that this woman who was full of force would suddenly burst out and beat herself.

Song Ziyu pondered the language for a moment and asked in a low voice, "What are you eating?" ”

"Noodles!" Xu Yingnan replied: "It's very precious, do you want to eat it?" ”

"Uh...... Shall I taste it? Song Ziyu said stubbornly.

"If you want to eat, you have to add money!" Xu Yingnan responded unceremoniously.

Sure enough, it's Sister Jiaqian.

"Then I won't eat it." Song Ziyu hurriedly waved his hand.

"Hmph, Iron Rooster!" Xu Yingnan no longer looked at himself, and instead focused on dealing with noodles.

Song Ziyu muttered, "How can the noodles be this color?" ”

The gray lump in the bowl makes people lose their appetite.

Xu Yingnan looked at him like a fool: "The noodles are not this color, so what color should they be?" Are you doubting this girl's craft? ”

"Hey, hey, don't talk about this, please eat something delicious!" Seeing that the fierce woman was about to go crazy, Song Ziyu quickly diverted the topic, took out a tender red thing from his trouser pocket and handed it to Xu Yingnan.

"What is this? It's weird, disgusting! Xu Yingnan grabbed one with chopsticks, carefully put it in his mouth and sucked it, and then chewed it cautiously.

Instantly!

Xu Yingnan felt that his taste buds exploded!

The spicy and fragrant feeling follows, and there is a faint hint of sweetness.

Xu Yingnan immediately felt that the noodles in his bowl were not fragrant.

"What did you give me to eat?" Xu Yingnan's eyes lit up and he kept licking his lips.

Looking at Xu Yingnan's appearance, Song Ziyu smiled, ahahaha, people in this world have really never eaten spicy strips!

"It's all for you, eat slowly!" Song Ziyu handed a whole pack of spicy strips to Xu Yingnan, and then watched the big beauty lick her fingers with interest.

Song Ziyu didn't know that the spicy strips that were criticized in the civilized world were actually made from wheat flour, beans, edible salt, vegetable oil, food additives, spices and monosodium glutamate.

These raw materials are placed in the apocalyptic world where the Longshan settlement is located, and none of them can be sought!

Therefore, it is no wonder that Xu Yingnan is so gaffe.

Xu Yingnan put the noodle bowl at his feet, held the spicy noodles and sniffed them again and again, and finally swallowed saliva to put the spicy noodles away, and then continued to eat noodles.

"Why didn't you eat it?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.

"How can I eat such a delicious thing in one go, I want to collect it and enjoy it slowly." Xu Yingnan looked at Song Ziyu with wide eyes, and sighed: "You are really from a big place, and you actually have such delicious things......"

Song Ziyu sighed secretly, and said in her heart how did this girl grow up, she looked so pitiful.

Waiting for Xu Yingnan to finish breakfast, Song Ziyu asked her to take her to take her to a blind walk in the Longshan settlement, to inspect the market supply and demand and customs, and when it was close to noon, Song Ziyu snapped his fingers and said to Xu Yingnan: "Let's go, let's go to Zhao Yuanba's house." ”

"What are you going to do at his house?" Xu Yingnan frowned.

"Of course I'm going to his house for dinner!" Song Ziyu said.

"Song Ziyu, what do you think? Zhao Yuanba is not a person to deal with! Xu Yingnan said with a strange face.

Song Ziyu patted the snakeskin pocket and smiled: "He will be easy to deal with!" ”

Carrying a snakeskin bag, Song Ziyu and Xu Yingnan visited Zhao Yuanba's house again.

At this time, Zhao Yuanba was talking about business with customers at home, and Song Ziyu was directly invited by his subordinates to the "business discussion place".