"Brother Wang, you are so awesome!" He Minhong, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, said excitedly.
"In the eyes of those real practitioners, I am just like that!" Wang Zhong said modestly: "They are just some tricks, not worth mentioning."
"Brother Wang, you are too modest! That Lucy was beaten by you so hard that she couldn't fight back, just like beating a child." He Minhong's excitement has not yet calmed down.
"You are better than Ye Wen..." There were a lot of crackling words, and Ye Zhenzhen didn't have a chance to interrupt. She was so sharp-tongued that she didn't look like a small writer, but rather like the most articulate politician in the world. But there shouldn't be any There can be such stupid politicians.
After finally waiting for He Minhong to finish, Ye Zhenzhen had the opportunity to speak: "Can't you tell, master hermit?" She said while looking at Wang Zhong seriously.
Wang Zhong smiled slightly: "Isn't it said in movies and TV shows that the real hermit masters are like me, hiding in the market." Ye Zhenzhen burst out laughing.
"Your kung fu is really amazing. You just said on the ring that you have 22 years of skill in that palm. Did you really practice it for 22 years?"
"That is, I started practicing martial arts at the age of seven, and I am twenty-nine this year. Isn't it 22 years?"
"Awesome!" Ye Zhenzhen gave a thumbs up: "No wonder it's so awesome." He Minhong also agreed, but more of it was surprise and curiosity: "You started practicing martial arts at the age of seven? Did you practice in the Shaolin Temple?"
"Wudang Mountain!" Wang Zhong said: "The direct descendant of the Wudang Sect!"
"Really?" He Minhong looked surprised.
"Silly girl, I'm teasing you!" Ye Zhenzhen said with a smile.
"Brother Wang?"
"Part of it is passed down from family, and part of it is learned from visiting some old boxers around."
"Melting hundreds of classics into one furnace, integrating hundreds of martial arts into one's own body?" This was what He Minhong said.
"That's almost what it means, but it's not as exaggerated as you said." Wang Zhong said: "The correct way to say it is to learn a little from the east and a little from the west." Ye Zhenzhen said: "It seems that those people above who say that traditional martial arts cannot be fought can stop. Mouth!"
"If traditional martial arts are really impossible to fight, then how did Bruce Lee get out of the country? Bruce Lee first practiced Wing Chun, which is also a type of traditional martial arts, and there are many martial arts schools abroad!" Wang Zhongdao: " It’s not that you can’t fight in Chuanwu, but that many fighting methods can’t be taught, and they are slowly being lost.”
"That's right, it's okay if you don't hit him, but if you hit him, it's against the law!" Ye Zhenzhen said. He Minhong: "Brother Wang, why are you still practicing martial arts so hard?"
"It's to strengthen your body, but also to protect yourself!" Wang Zhong said: "There are two completely different things if you don't have a sword in your hand and if you have a sword and don't use it."
"That's true." Ye Zhenzhen nodded.
"Is Lucy going to be okay?" He Minhong suddenly asked. Wang Zhong said: "Don't worry, I stopped my hand just now, so it looks terrible, nothing will happen. It will hurt for a long time at most."
"It hurts for a long time?" He Minhong was a little scared.
"Isn't fighting just like this? This is pretty good. You must have heard of the saying that it takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, right?" He Minhong nodded.
Ye Zhenzhen took He Minhong's hand and said: "Okay, Xiao He, don't worry, if something really happens, will Lucy be as lively as before?"
"It seems we've arrived at a place, right here?" Wang Zhong looked at the buildings on the roadside.
"This is it!" Ye Zhenzhen said: "Keep going forward, make a U-turn in front, and then turn in." After parking the car and coming out of the parking lot, the topic of the three of them changed from what they had just done to eating and getting ready. We went to a Thai restaurant highly recommended by Ye Zhenzhen, and Wang Zhong treated us to a treat.
After ordering something and sitting down for a while, Ye Zhenzhen's phone rang. It was Zhu Zhe calling.
"Jiji is having some trouble there. A guest in their hotel deliberately made trouble and molested their waiter..." Ye Zhenzhen briefly introduced the matter.
"It's indeed a bit troublesome." Wang Zhong nodded.
"Why don't we just call the police!" He Minhong said.
"Things in this world are never black and white." Wang Zhong said: "The hotel also has concerns. Since this person dares to so confidently go to Sister Zhu and their hotel to ask for an explanation, he must be fully prepared. If it is true, It’s easy to solve, and Sister Zhu won’t have to call to consult Sister Zhenzhen, a great scientist.”
"A quasi-scientist!" Ye Zhenzhen corrected.
"Huh?" He Minhong's worldview obviously couldn't understand such a thing. Ye Zhenzhen also said: "What Wang Zhong said makes sense. That person dared to make such a fuss. He must be afraid. However, Jiji has worked in the hotel for more than ten years. It is nothing to be able to sit from a waiter to the current position. She should be able to handle being a soft persimmon at the mercy of others."
"How about we go take a look later?" He Minhong suggested. Ye Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment: "Wang Zhong, what do you think?"
"No problem! I have free time, just in time. I also want to see what this scumbag who embarrasses our men looks like. Does he have a green face, fangs, and a vicious face." After hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but look at her face. He smiled and said, "Shouldn't it be with a human face and an animal heart?" After a while, the food was served. To be honest, as a master with level five cooking skills, Wang Zhong's cooking skills were no worse than those of the chefs at the state banquet. As for the tom yum soup and curry rice that Ye Zhenzhen praised so much, I really thought they were average.
However, Wang Zhong has never been picky about his meals. After all, during Wang Zhong's difficult years, having enough to eat was already very good.
After dinner, Wang Zhong drove with his children to the Shangpu International Hotel where Zhu Zhe stayed. The matter is also very simple. The man failed to molest the beautiful young waitress in the hotel, so he filled the lock of his suitcase with glue and used it as an excuse to cause trouble in the hotel.
To be honest, this plot is really a bit bloody. But Zhu Zhe's handling method is indeed remarkable. Let Ye Zhenzhen take the troublemaking man aside on the pretext of opening the suitcase, and let her men quickly search for evidence.
When the 502 glue was found from the room, the man's face changed. But the facts are clearly in front of him, but the man still denies it.
"This bottle of glue belongs to me, but I use it to stick shoes. You can't prove that the glue in the keyhole of the box is from this bottle, right? Besides, this glue can't be proved by fingerprints like a human being. Just be yourself!" Zhu Zhe was asked a question and didn't know how to refute it.
At this time, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded next to him, and anyone could hear the ridicule and sarcasm in the laughter.
"Why are you laughing?" The man suddenly became unhappy and pointed the finger at Wang Zhong.
"How could someone ask such a stupid question? Such an old man doesn't even have the most basic legal knowledge!" Wang Zhong walked out in a few steps.
"What do you mean?" The man stood up excitedly, his face gloomy.
"You've always seen the movie, right? For those murders in the movie, do you have to have a video of the murderer killing someone, or do you have to have a witness who saw the murderer's murder process with your own eyes in order to convict the murderer?" The man was stunned for a moment when asked. , even Zhu Zhe and Ye Zhenzhen were stunned.
Wang Zhong continued: "In all cases, there is a chain of evidence, and investigation and evidence collection are a matter for the police. You are not really naive to think that you have to be caught by surveillance cameras dripping glue into the keyhole. Only then can we finalize this matter?" The man suddenly lost confidence and his eyes began to panic.
Wang Zhong was reluctant: "Sister Zhu! What nonsense are you talking to this kind of person? The police are better at investigating and interrogating things than your hotel." Zhu Zhe immediately said: "Security, tell Lawyer An to call the police!" The security guard immediately agreed and walked outside to make a call.
"Hey, hey, hey!" the man said quickly: "Forget it, well, since the box has been opened and the water has not been lost, why not just forget it, everyone will be happy!" He went to get the suitcase.
Wang Zhong couldn't help laughing again, and even Ye Zhenzhen and He Minhong who were watching the battle couldn't help laughing. Zhu Zhe pressed the box and said domineeringly: "I'm not happy, and the little girl you slandered is even less happy. If you have anything to say, just talk to the police!" Two big men also walked to the left and right of the man, their faces It's full of warnings.
The man was immediately frightened and quickly begged for mercy. Unfortunately, Zhu Zhe was not a soft persimmon. He had been tortured like this during the weekend, and the people under his command were also bullied. Now that he was justified, how could he pick it up and put it down gently.
After controlling the man, Zhu Zhe and Wang Zhong walked outside to talk.
"Wang Zhong, thank you just now!" Zhu Zhe said sincerely: "If it weren't for you, I would have been fooled by him."
"Do you really want to thank me?"
"of course."
"Then treat me to a meal again!" Wang Zhongshen said with a shy smile.
"Okay!" Zhu Zhe also said with a smile: "Invite everyone together when the time comes." He Minhong also said: "Brother Wang, you are so powerful and you also understand the law."
"Zhenzhen, Minhong, thank you too for coming all the way to help me."
"You're welcome!" A few people were polite in the corridor for a while. After a while, the police came over. The hotel called the police directly, and the police were dispatched very quickly.
Wang Zhong, Ye Zhenzhen and He Minhong also returned home first, and Zhu Zhe had to deal with some follow-up matters. When he went downstairs, Wang Zhong sent a WeChat message to Zhu Zhe: Friendly reminder: Some of your customers should come to invest, but there is no black and white in the world of rich people, only profits, so you can make good use of this.
Immediately, a message alert sounded on WeChat. It was from Zhu Zhe, with a small expression of thanksgiving.
Wang smiled again. Just as Wang Zhong entered the house, the WeChat message notification sounded again. Zhu Zhe: The matter has been taken care of. I will go back to make beef sauce later. Your advice is welcome.
Wang Zhong: I hope Wang Zhong didn’t say anything about going to pick up Zhu Zhe. The two have only known each other for a few days, and Zhu Zhe is not the kind of girl who is in love. The relationship between the two has not reached that point yet.
At 3:40 in the afternoon, Wang Zhongzheng was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, meditating, when the WeChat message notification sounded again.
Bringing his mind back to reality and exhaling a long breath, Wang Zhong felt completely refreshed and full of energy, and all the fatigue from the morning had been wiped away.
Picking up the cool drink on the coffee table and taking a sip, he picked up his smartphone and woke up the screen. After unlocking it, he clicked on the screen with his thumb, quickly replied with a few words, put on his clothes, and went out without leaving. For the elevator, just open the door to the emergency passage and walk into the stairs.
As soon as I entered the stairs, I heard a voice coming from downstairs.
"You plan to stir-fry meat sauce here?" Wang Zhong's voice sounded particularly clear in the quiet corridor. Zhu Zhe and Ye Zhenzhen looked up and saw Wang Zhong coming down the stairs: "It's well ventilated. Turn on the fan and the smell will dissipate in a while."
"That's not what I meant!" As he spoke, Wang Zhong had already reached the 22nd floor.
"I'm just worried that your neighbors upstairs and downstairs will complain before your meat sauce is ready!"
"Ah?" Zhu Zhe was a little surprised, obviously not considering this. Wang Zhong said: "Today is the weekend, so we don't have to go to work. Our neighbors upstairs and downstairs basically all live at home." Ye Zhenzhen also nodded and said: "Jiji, what Wang Zhong said makes sense! If there are complaints from neighbors, the property management company will It must be dealt with, or you should go to my place, my range hood is still very powerful." Zhu Zhe hesitated for a moment, thought about the consequences, and nodded: "Okay!" Wang Zhong immediately volunteered. , helped take the things back to 2203 where Ye Zhenzhen lived.
"This decoration has a sense of technology! It doesn't look like your ladies' style!" The layout of 2203 is similar to Wang Zhong's 2303, but there are some differences in decoration. There are two less bookshelf than Wang Zhong's living room.
"It should have been done with the help of my cousins!" Ye Zhenzhen said.
"No wonder!" Wang Zhong nodded. It was because of his strong sense of technology that Wang Zhong said this.
"This way in the kitchen!"
"There are all the seasonings here, you can use them yourself!" Ye Zhenzhen led the two of them into the kitchen and introduced her small kitchen.
"Okay, I get it!" Zhu Zhe smiled slightly, put things on the stove, and got ready to make meat sauce.
"Beef sauce must be paired with noodles to be delicious!" Wang Zhong said: "Zhenzhen, do you have any flour or noodles at home?" Ye Zhenzhen opened the refrigerator and took out a box of finished pasta: "Only this!" Wang Zhong smiled Laughing, he said: "The best match for meat sauce is hand-made noodles with smooth texture." Zhu Zhe also nodded and said: "Vermicelli is also okay, but it is a different flavor." Ye Zhenzhen spread her hands: "Then There is nothing we can do, I only have pasta at home." Wang Zhong said: "Sister Zhu has made meat sauce, Zhen Zhen, you have left the place, leave the noodles to me, I have flour at home."
"You know how to roll noodles?" Ye Zhenzhen looked at Wang Zhong in surprise. Wang Zhong said with a smile: "Why should a child from a poor family become a master early on? I'll go back and get flour, and I'll come down right away!" After saying that, Wang Zhong left the kitchen, opened the door and walked straight up the stairs back to the 23rd floor.
He Minhong hurriedly ran into the kitchen: "Brother Wang, what are you doing with flour? Sister Zhu, do you want to roll noodles?"
"I'm from the south, how can I make noodles?" He Minhong looked at Ye Zhenzhen: "Zhenzhen?" Ye Zhenzhen said: "Do you think I am someone who can make noodles?"
"It can't be Brother Wang, right?" Ye Zhenzhen and Zhu Zhe looked at each other: "What do you think?"
"Is it true?" He Minhong said: "Brother Wang is so tall, maybe he is really from the north. I heard that all the people in the north can roll noodles, make dumplings, and do tricks with the noodles!"
"You'll know when Wang Zhong comes down later." As they were chatting, footsteps were heard outside. Wang Zhong entered the kitchen carrying an unopened bag of flour, along with a rolling pin and a silicone cushion. Plastic knife for cutting.
"The equipment is quite complete!" Ye Zhenzhen looked at the things in Wang Zhong's hands and couldn't help but joke.
"That's right!" Wang Zhong said with a smile: "Excuse me, Miss Ye, bring me a big bowl or a hard basin for the little one." Ye Zhenzhen asked doubtfully: "Why do you want a big bowl?"
"Of course it's for making noodles."
"Can't you just knead the dough directly on your silicone mat?"
"It's okay, it just needs to be stronger." Wang Zhong said.
"Is this okay?" Ye Zhenzhen took one that was about thirty centimeters square.
"Is there any bigger one, or maybe something as big and deep as this?"
"what about this?"
"Okay!" Ye Zhenzhen and He Minhong both looked at Wang Zhong curiously, and even Zhu Zhe looked at Wang Zhong from time to time.
Pour an appropriate amount of flour into a small basin, add an appropriate amount of salt and sugar, add a few eggs that Ye Zhenzhen took out from the refrigerator, add an appropriate amount of cold water, and use a tachyon to quickly stir into a fluffy consistency.
When it was almost done, Wang Zhong put on the specially brought bacterial rubber gloves, similar to those worn by doctors during surgeries, and then kneaded them repeatedly. After a while, the cotton wool was kneaded into a ball.
"This kneading requires three kinds of light, namely surface light, basin light, and hand light!" Wang Zhong said while flipping the dough upside down on the silicone mat.
"Wake up the noodles for a while. When Sister Zhu's beef sauce is ready, let's boil the water and cook the noodles!"
"Brother Wang, are you from the north?" He Minhong's eyes were filled with stars. He had no choice but to think that Wang Zhong had the aura of a hero saving a beauty and a great internet writer.
"I am from Jinling and have lived in the north." The identity provided by the system is from Jinling.
"Then you are really awesome."
"Honghong, are you praising this before you even eat it?" Ye Zhenzhen said in a rather playful tone. Before He Minhong could say anything, Yu Chuhui's voice came from outside.
"Sister Zhu? Zhen Zhen?"
"Ah Chu is back, let's go out first! Don't make trouble for the chefs here." Ye Zhenzhen pulled He Minhong out of the kitchen.
Suddenly, only Wang Zhong and Zhu Zhe were left in the kitchen. After a while, the sounds of three women talking were heard outside.
Wang Zhong and Zhu Zhe also started chatting in the kitchen.
"Sister Zhu, your beef sauce is not simple!" Wang Zhong looked at the beef sauce that was getting richer in fragrance and bright red in color, and was quite surprised.
During the cooking process, various sauces collide with the beef, and the smell emitted cannot be completely absorbed by a range hood.
Zhu Zhe smiled and lowered his voice and said: "The key is rapeseed oil and tempeh, which are specialties from our hometown. I specially asked my fellow villagers to help bring them here."
"No wonder!" Wang Zhong said with a sudden look on his face: "This kind of regional cuisine has different cooking methods and raw materials in each place, and the flavor also has its own advantages." This is the case with Chinese cuisine, it is the same cuisine, the same dish , the method is the same, but due to different regions, subtle differences in raw materials, and flavors also vary.
"Xiao Yu and Xiao He are really lucky to have such a warm and ingenious roommate like Sister Zhu!" Wang Zhong said with emotion.
Zhu Zhe said: "It's not as exaggerated as you said."
"Why not!" Wang Zhong said: "There are not many young people today who can cook, let alone those in big cities with good family conditions. Many children from rural areas may not know how to cook. "
"It's not like when we were young, we went up to the mountains to chop tea and grass, went to the fields to farm and catch fish, and we had to do everything ourselves, including washing and cooking."
"Isn't your hometown from Jinling?" Zhu Zhe asked doubtfully and curiously.
"There are rural areas in Jinling!" Wang Zhong said: "I am from the countryside in Jinling, but the conditions there are slightly better and not so difficult." Zhu Zhe looked at the stainless steel basin upside down on the silicone mat, Zhu Zhe thought thoughtfully nodded.
After putting the beef sauce on the plate, Zhu Zhe immediately washed the pot and boiled water, while Wang Zhong officially started rolling the dough. The awakened dough became softer. After kneading it repeatedly for a few minutes, Wang Zhong divided the dough into loose balls. After just a few minutes, With a little effort, the three pieces of dough were rolled out into three evenly sized pancakes.
Sprinkle flour on the noodles and use a cutter to cut the noodles into uniform thickness. Looking at Wang Zhong's mechanically fast cutting action, Zhu Zhe's eyes widened in surprise, which was a little hard to express.
The water was boiling, and Wang Zhong's two pieces of bread were cut.
"This hand-made noodles is different from dried noodles. It needs to be cooked for a little longer, but not too long. You need to grasp the time well and run the noodles through cold water after taking them out of the pot to ensure that the noodles are just right in flexibility and texture." Wang Zhong was rolling the noodles. , while talking to Zhu Zhe about the secret of cooking hand-made noodles.
There are endless types of noodles from south to north, but in addition to kneading and cutting the noodles, the cooking temperature is also very particular.
It was cooked over high heat, and soon the first pot of noodles was put into a basin filled with cold water by Zhu Zhe.
"It's so slippery!" Zhu Zhe couldn't help but sigh while sandwiching the noodles.
"This is what hand-made noodles are like. If they were cooked a little longer, they might break in one pinch." While Zhu Zhe was cooking the second pot of noodles, Wang Zhong helped Zhu Zhe cut all the ingredients and vegetables. Looking at Wang Zhong's smooth knife skills, looking at the clearly defined cucumber and carrot shreds under the knife, looking at Wang Zhong's focused expression when cutting vegetables, Zhu Zhe's heart was like an ancient well, and after all he couldn't bear it. There was a slight ripple in the air.
The noodles and meat sauce were brought to the living room. The smooth hand-rolled noodles were paired with Zhu Zhe's carefully cooked beef sauce, vegetables and some seasonings. After they were mixed evenly, the women who ate gave them thumbs up. .
"Wang Zhong, your cooking skills are so good. I have never eaten noodles that are so chewy and smooth." Even Ye Zhenzhen, who was born into a wealthy family, has never eaten noodles rolled out by the chef for a state banquet.
Yu Chuhui and Ho Minhong were also full of praise.
"Brother Wang, with your skills, you and Sister Zhu can open a noodle shop together. You roll the noodles, and Sister Zhu makes the beef sauce. The combination is a match made in heaven!" As soon as He Minhong said these words, the atmosphere on the dining table instantly changed. It just changed.
