Chapter 100: Gastronomy Action

Thinking of the new martial arts mentioned by Old Man Shi, thinking of the upcoming trials, thinking that he would become one of the pillars of the martial arts club, and more importantly, thinking of Yan Zheke, who had not been seen for a whole winter vacation, Lou Cheng started studying, and was so eagerly looking forward to the start of school for the first time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I haven't seen you for a day, like every other autumn, how many days and nights have you had?

Even if you chat, call and video constantly, you can't compare to the live girl by your side!

This made him want to buy a ticket immediately and step on the train to Songcheng, but before that, he had to wait for a message and determine a premise.

"I'm in the dormitory, and I'm starting to tidy up~" Yan Zheke said with a "fist and come on" expression, "When are you going to train?"

Lou Cheng was overjoyed in his heart, and replied without hesitation: "It's booked, tonight's, and tomorrow morning!"

He already knew that Yan Zheke would fly to Songcheng today, so he booked the bullet train ticket for tonight, but in order to prevent accidents such as plane delays and flight cancellations, he was ready to change the ticket at any time, and did not tell Yan Zheke that he had booked the ticket.

The action has officially begun!

The action of bringing Xiushan food to the beloved girl!

While Yan Zheke was packing his luggage and cleaning the bedroom, he put on his wallet, grabbed the key, held his mobile phone, and hurried out.

"Eh, Chengzi, are you having dinner at home tonight?" Lou Cheng's mother, Qi Fang, looked at his back and shouted.

"Yes!" Lou Cheng replied from afar, his pace did not stop, and he came to the gate of the community.

It's 3 p.m. and you have to hurry, or the marinated quail eggs and steamed beef sandwich will be gone!

A few minutes later, the ride-hailing car arrived, he opened the door, threw himself in, and threw out a sentence:

"Old Xinhua Bookstore!"

After more than 20 minutes, Lou Chengcai arrived at the door of the old Xinhua bookstore, and saw that the stall selling marinated quail eggs was still there, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, approached in a few big steps, took a look, and blurted out:

"Buy a copy!"

It's not that he doesn't want to bring more, but he has to consider the capacity of the insulated lunch box, although it is a large size, but there are other things, isn't it?

The reason why I waited until the last moment to buy it was so that when these foods were delivered to Yan Zheke, they were still in the best condition, with a normal taste.

In order to confirm whether these stores will open and when they will be sold out, he stepped on the point twice, practiced the choice of route, and if Yan Zheke arrived in Songcheng two hours late today, he would change the ticket to tomorrow night!

The stall owner glanced at him and muttered:

"The young man only eats one?"

After all, his men were not slow, holding open the small grocery bag and filling it to the brim.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Lou Cheng picked it up and ran, stopped the taxi that he had observed for a long time, and shouted without panting:

"One in the back door!"

This time, he didn't encounter a traffic jam, and ten minutes later, he saw the familiar back school gate and snack street, grabbed the change, and took three steps and two steps to the cart selling steamed beef sandwiches.

There are a dozen or so more, and it's okay...... Lou Cheng glanced at it and said happily: "Boss, give me two." ”

After speaking, he carefully recalled Yan Zheke's preferences, and emphasized one more point:

"Don't put green onions!"

"Okay~" The boss is a middle-aged man, pouring the steamed beef into the basin with the top four grids of the small steamer, and putting the condiments in it familiarly.

Looking at his movements, Lou Cheng seemed to have returned to his high school days: during the ten minutes of recess, the back door was not open, and he waited for the students to take the money, beckoned to the boss through the iron railing gate, and shouted how many he wanted, just change into prison clothes, and he could sing a song of iron window tears.

This steamed beef sandwich cake is not only because of the location is missed by the students who graduated from a middle school, but its own taste is also rare to see good, I have tried several places of different famous shops of steamed beef, although I feel that the taste of beef and the aroma of steamed noodles is out, but the meat is always "dead", not enough "smart".

I am not a gourmet, this is my own intuitive feeling, I can't use more accurate words to describe it, and this steamed beef, elastic, fragrant, smooth, tender, every small piece seems to have vitality, once made the former table Cao Lele girl who advertised that she didn't like steamed beef broke the "ring" and praised it.

According to their own heard, they are made of deboned meat from cows, discarding the large pieces of appearance in exchange for the "live" taste, and the white flour cakes with beef are made of high-quality materials and have a sweet aftertaste, without the need for anything else, which can make people have a great appetite.

While his thoughts were flying, Lou Cheng saw the boss grab a handful of green onions and shake them down.

Scallions?

He suddenly came back to his senses and glared at the boss: "Didn't you say you don't want green onions?"

The boss was immediately embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's easy, you see, I haven't mixed it yet, just a little bit, I'll just pick it out." ”

Lou Cheng was angry and said with a smile:

"Forget it, you give me these two too, I'll eat it myself, and the other two don't want green onions, remember, no, yes, green onions!"

"Okay, good!" The boss put his mind at ease and became more focused, first gave Lou Cheng two steamed beef with green onions, and then mixed a steamed beef without green onions.

Lou Cheng stared at the boss and was ready for him to put the green onion on the hand, and at the same time he bit down the sandwich cake, only to feel that the familiar elastic fragrance was tender and smooth in the mouth, with a sweet aftertaste, so delicious that people wanted to cry.

In three or five strokes, he devoured two sandwich cakes, as if he hadn't eaten them for several years, but in fact, he only ate four when he came to the "exercise" yesterday!

After confirming that there were no green onions, he took out the money, handed it to the boss, grabbed the food bag containing the cake, turned around and rushed out of the snack street, and used his mobile phone to make an appointment for a car as he walked.

Next destination, Wangjia Mixian!

Ten minutes later, he appeared at the door of Wang's rice noodles, looked at the dining window first, and saw that the steamer was still there, and immediately relaxed completely.

We are just one step away from completing the mission!

Wangjia rice noodles were originally imitated across the bridge rice noodles, but in the years of operation, they gradually integrated into the characteristics of Xiushan, boiled soup base in a casserole, boiled rice noodles and then sent, the soup is a must for their family, with a long aftertaste, sweet and fresh.

The glutinous rice cake is "white and fat", the appearance is tender and smooth, sweet and fragrant, because it is wrapped and steamed with zongzi leaves, and it also brings a bit of tranquility.

"Two!" Lou Cheng said to the waiter with a smile.

After buying glutinous rice cakes, the time was only ten o'clock, he followed the "drill", went straight to the taxi home, sneakily touched into his room, took out the small vacuum machine and corresponding bags for wet and dry use, put the steamed beef sandwich cake, marinated quail eggs and glutinous rice cake into different bags, vacuumed, sealed, and then stuffed into the different layers of the large insulated lunch box he bought.

When he was doing this, he was still chatting with Yan Zheke and did not expose his actions.

Seeing that it was still early at six o'clock, he came out and said to Qi Fang:

"Mom, I'm on the train tonight. ”

Qi Fang, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, suddenly jumped up: "Why did you leave suddenly? I asked you when you were going to school before, but you always shirked and still hadn't decided, why did you suddenly leave now?"

"The Martial Arts Club has to train in advance. Lou Cheng panicked a little.

Qi Fang frowned and said, "I also said that I cooked you a big meal before you left, and there were no dishes today, hey, I'll go to the big supermarket to have a look." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Lou Cheng to answer, she went out in a hurry.

Looking at his mother's back with some guilt, Lou Cheng waited for the passage of time, and at five forty-five, he called into the car and roared out of the door again.

When he came to Lao Liu's barbecue in the old *city* district, the other party had just opened the door and was fiddling with the barbecue grill.

"Take away two eggplants, don't put green onions!" Lou Cheng emphasized.

"Okay, you sit and wait. Lao Liu smiled angrily.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he had roasted the eggplant and was about to take it in to fry the ingredients and pour it on, Lou Cheng couldn't help but admonish:

"Don't put green onions. ”

Lao Liu laughed and said, "Why are you so verbose, I remember!"

"Good, good. Lou Cheng couldn't help laughing at himself, but when he saw Lao Liu's back disappearing at the kitchen door, he subconsciously shouted loudly:

"Don't put green onions!"

A few minutes later, Lao Liu came out with a degradable disposable lunch box, and said angrily: "Here, your eggplant, no!

"Thank you, thank you. Lou Cheng didn't care, quickly paid the money, and left here briskly.

When he returned home, taking advantage of his mother's cooking in the kitchen, he put the roasted eggplant with ingredients and oil into the corresponding bag, vacuumed, closed it, and put it at the bottom of the insulated lunch box.

After closing the lunch box, he exhaled, his face full of joy.

Double protection, there should be no problem!

And I am taking tonight's train, I will arrive at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and after a night's work, maybe there will be temperature left!

............

At ten o'clock in the night, he carried his luggage, carried a disguised insulated lunch box, said goodbye to his father and mother, embarked on the journey again, and took a small black car to the train station.

After waiting for an hour, Yan Zheke had already fallen asleep, and he finally looked forward to the arrival of the train and found his seat.

After stuffing the backpack into the luggage rack, he looked at the insulated lunch box in his hand, and always felt that it was not safe to put it on, what if it was shaken off?

If you put it on a small table, you are not the innermost, it is inconvenient for others to go in and out, and it will disturb your own sleep.

After thinking about it carefully, he hugged the insulated lunch box in his arms, adjusted the position of the backrest, closed his eyes, and brewed sleep.

Yan Zheke should be pleasantly surprised when he sees this, right?

Wouldn't she be impressed?

Although the Spring Festival cost a lot, plus the New Year's money given by relatives on both sides, as well as the original private house, I still have more than 16,000, which is enough to spend privately on the appointment......

Hey, after the start of the auditions, plus the course arrangement, there is very little time to date every week......

However, you can be a sparring partner for Yan Zheke, hehe......

I don't know how much the gap between me and Lin Que is now......

In the imagination, in the yy, in the expectation, in the apprehension, in the midst of gains and losses, Lou Cheng hugged the large lunch box tightly, slowly fell asleep, and the last sober thought in his mind was:

Matsushiro, I'm here again!