After hanging up the phone, Zhang Cuiyun rummaged through all her luggage, revealing a very surprised expression: "Huh? Where did my chutney go? I remember putting it in my bag? How could there not be? ”

Just in case, Zhang Cuiyun thought she was prepared and prepared a pack of hot and sour noodles. As a result, after thousands of calculations, what she didn't count was: she didn't bring hot and sour noodles!

Zhang Cuiyun, who suddenly remembered something, slapped her head and scolded herself hatefully: "You pig brain, it's good in your bag, why do you take it out?" It turned out to be good, but I forgot about it! ”

That's right! She forgot her only dry food, the box of hot and sour noodles, in Mr. Jin's villa.

How good is that?

Touching her shriveled stomach, Zhang Cuiyun understands her stomach: if she doesn't eat something, she will be so hungry that she will toss and turn, and she can't sleep at all!

But where do you go to find something to eat in the middle of the night?

First, I just moved here, and Zhang Cuiyun is very unfamiliar with the surroundings when I first arrived; Second, it's already half past eleven, and at night, the hotel should be almost closed, right?

"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry......" Zhang Cuiyun, who was lying on the bed to save her strength, suddenly remembered something, she jumped up, and immediately put on her shoes and prepared to go out.

Come to think of it!

When she came by taxi, the enthusiastic taxi driver introduced her: "Girl, you look like a local, right?" There is a very famous snack street nearby, there is a lot of food, and it is open until 11 o'clock in the evening......"

Hopefully, it's still too late!

Zhang Cuiyun rushed all the way over, and when she arrived, she was still one step late, and the snack street had basically closed the stalls.

In the midst of despair, she suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

"Fried rice! Fried noodles ......"

With a shout, a tricycle came from far and near.

Zhang Cuiyun immediately waved his hand and rushed up: "Uncle, I want a fried rice here!" ”

The uncle stopped the mountain wheeler: "Little girl, what kind of fried rice to eat?" ”

"Uh...... Ham sausage and egg fried rice! "Don't go hungry at last!

Zhang Cuiyun looked at the kind uncle in front of him excitedly: he is his savior!

"Okay! I'll give you fried rice! The uncle agreed and began to prepare, but he lit the fire n times, but he couldn't light it.

Zhang Cuiyun had a bad premonition: "Isn't it? Uncle, you won't be without gas, will you? ”

"I've been hungry for a day...... Uncle, you must give me fried rice! Zhang Cuiyun even began to threaten her body, "I've started to have low blood sugar, and I'm so dizzy!" I want to eat! ”

The uncle was full of big men and insisted on lighting the fire: "Little girl, I don't want to either." But I can only do my best, and if I really can't order it...... "I can only do it!"

Zhang Cuiyun almost cried: "Uncle! You can save me......"

At this moment, a voice came from behind me: "Let me try!" ”

A good-looking man walked over by himself, the uncle consciously took a step back, and the man tried several times, although the first few times ended in failure; But the fourth time, he actually succeeded in ignition.

"That's it!" The man smiled and stepped aside, and also ordered a serving, "I want a fried powder!" ”

When he stood beside Zhang Cuiyun, she stared at him: "Handsome guy, you look so familiar?" Have we seen it somewhere? ”

The man pursed his lips and smiled: "Beauty, your way of accosting you is too outdated, right?" ”