Sitting in the car and walking back, it was already time to get off work. Many people had finished their work for the day and were ready to go home and have a good rest.
The road was full of traffic, and pedestrians were coming and going on both sides of the road. Everyone was walking towards home with a clear purpose.
Suddenly Guo Zheng looked at the people in the car, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable warmth. They were strangers to each other originally, but now because of this game, they had the opportunity to come together and become good friends. People who strive for the same goal.
Guo Zheng felt that he was very lucky. At this time, Xiaoba, Qinqin, Qianmo, and Yi'er were chatting. Guo Zheng couldn't get in touch with what they were talking about, so Guo Zheng just leaned on the co-pilot quietly, Listening to them chatting and closing their eyes to relax, Guo Zheng fell asleep at some point.
"Hey...hey...get up...lazy pig...get up..." After some time, Guo Zheng felt someone calling him next to him, and his body seemed to be shaking a little.
At this time, Guo Zheng opened his eyes in a daze and saw the familiar underground parking lot. At this time, Guo Zheng rubbed his eyes and saw the four women next to him looking at him, and then Xiaoba's hand was still on on his shoulders.
"Ha..." Guo Zheng stretched his waist and said, "Are we here? It's so fast..."
"You're so big, but you're sleeping fast, like a dead pig. I just called you several times, but you didn't respond. You're still holding on to our bags, as if someone is trying to steal your wallet..." Xiao Eight said.
At this time, Guo Zheng became somewhat sober. At this time, he hurriedly got out of the car and said, "Oh, the things we bought are still in the trunk... Come on, come on, we have to take them in and put them in the refrigerator, otherwise they won't break." Is it over?"
After Guo Zheng got out of the car, he saw that Qinqin, Xiaoba, Yi'er and Qianmo hadn't moved, they were still looking at him from the same spot.
Guo Zheng felt a little strange and muttered in his heart: "They didn't move anywhere. Aren't they afraid that the refrigerated things would break? Although they said they would take ice packs, they would only have a short-term cooling effect."
At this time, Yi'er took the car key and opened the trunk of the car remotely. Guo Zheng rushed up in one stride, and was surprised to find that the trunk was empty.
"Hahaha"
"Ha ha ha ha"
At this time, several girls came out laughing, and Guo Zheng looked at them confused.
"What is this??" Guo Zheng asked.
"Seeing that you were sleeping so soundly, we didn't have the nerve to call you. We had already taken the things in and put them in the refrigerator." Qinqin said.
"I really didn't see it... You are a grown man who still loves sweets so much, and you are really willing to spend money on sweets. The raw materials for that brand of sugar are all imported. A bag is quite expensive, especially the assorted flavors. There are more materials, I didn’t expect you to buy four packs at once." Qinqin said.
"Then...my four packets of candy..." Guo Zheng said.
"Don't worry... We don't eat on the sly... We have put the things that need to be refrigerated and frozen in the refrigerator. We have put the snacks that need to be stored at room temperature in your room." Qian Mo said while looking at Guo Zheng kept laughing.
"Okay, okay, let's go back to the house and talk. Come in quickly, don't stay in the garage." Yi'er said and pressed the button to lock the trunk of the car, and then locked the car. Returned to the house.
It was already past 7:30 in the evening. When Guo Zheng came back, he naturally rushed into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Because there was no way to buy vegetables before, I could only cook with what I bought today. In fact, it was not bad. There were mixed vegetables and pasta, so it was a good meal.
Guo Zheng took out these mixed vegetables from the refrigerator. Generally, there is no problem in eating these things cold, but it was late at night, so Guo Zheng still planned to make some hot ones for everyone.
But there was nothing he could do about the salmon, so Guo Zheng had to start with mixed vegetables and pasta.
At this time, Guo Zheng took out the pig ears, chicken gizzards, chicken feet, chicken wings and other mixed vegetables he bought, and put them all together. Because they were all mixed, there was no need to add any seasonings, not even any. All the oil is saved.
Then Guo Zheng put some black bean sauce inside, poured one-third of the pot of water, covered it and started cooking.
Ignore it for now and let it cook on its own.
On the other side were these white flour steamed buns. Guo Zheng took them all out. Then Guo Zheng cut these steamed buns into pieces, then poured oil into the frying pan and started frying the steamed bun slices.
With the sound of crackling, the steamed bun slices were fried to a golden crisp. At this time, the whole kitchen was filled with a strong fragrance. At this time, Guo Zheng took out the fried steamed bun slices one by one with chopsticks and placed them on a table. On the big plate, Guo Zheng then took out the honey and a small barbecue brush, and brushed both sides of the steamed bun slices with a light layer of honey.
The mixed vegetables on the other side were almost ready. Guo Zheng looked at the soup and saw that all the soup inside had been absorbed. It was a bit like a sauce stew pot. Guo Zheng turned off the fire at this time. When he opened the lid, a rich mixed aroma came out, including the aroma of meat and sauce. Guo Zheng found a small basin and poured out these mixed vegetables.
Finally, Guo Zheng took out the salmon from the refrigerator, cut it into pieces, put them on the plate, and found the soy sauce specially made for salmon, which also had its own mustard juice.
Guo Zheng started to put food on the table. Qinqin, Yier, Xiaoba and Qianmo walked into the kitchen consciously at this time. Those who took the cutlery took the cutlery and those who helped carry things carried things. Although they didn't cook. But I won’t just sit there and wait for ready-made food.
After preparations were completed, everyone went to the dinner table. Qinqin picked up a piece of steamed bun, put it in her mouth and bit it with a "click" sound.
The golden and crispy steamed buns, coupled with the sweet and delicious honey, instantly made me fall in love with the taste.
"Guo Zheng...you are so amazing...a fried steamed bun can be so delicious..." Qinqin said while eating.
After listening to Qinqin's words, Qianmo, Xiaoba, and Yi'er each took a piece of steamed bun and put it in their mouths.
Sure enough, what Qinqin said was not an exaggeration at all. It was really sweet and fragrant, with a crispy texture that made people want to eat it again.
The mixed vegetables on the other side are also well received. The braised meat is full of soup and has a slightly spicy taste, which greatly increases appetite.
Soon, more than half of the fried steamed bun slices and mixed vegetables were eaten. On the contrary, only a small part of the salmon, which they had been talking about as soon as they arrived at the supermarket, was eaten.
Guo Zheng picked up a piece of salmon and put it directly into his mouth.
Qian Mo saw it and said, "Don't you touch anything?"
Guo Zheng shook his head and said, "I don't eat mustard... I can't stand the taste."
This thing is also strange. Everyone has a taste that they really cannot accept. Even if it is normal in the eyes of others, they just don't think it is acceptable. Just like mustard, Guo just can't accept it. No matter what others said, he still wasn't willing to try.
And it’s not just eating, there are some things that will not be accepted even if they are put in.
For example, some people just can't stand chopped green onions, minced garlic, and minced ginger. Even if a little bit of it is left out in cooking, he can still eat it. As a result, he would not take a single bite of this dish.
In other words, there are some things that I will never eat, such as stinky tofu and preserved eggs. Many people also talk about sexual changes.
