Martial Arts Master

I think of the new martial arts that Shi Laotou mentioned, think of the upcoming trials, and think that I will become one of the pillars of the martial arts society. What is more important is to think of a strict winter vacation that has not been seen. I am so eager to start school.

I haven't seen it in a day. If it's three autumns, how many days and nights?

Even if the chat, the phone and the video are constantly, it is not as good as the girl who is alive and well!

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

"I went to the bedroom, and began to sort out~" Yan Yan said with the expression of "cuffed fists", "When did you move the car? Did you book a ticket?"

Lou Cheng’s heart was happy, and he did not hesitate to answer: “Booked, tonight, tomorrow morning!”

He knew that Yan Hao was flying to Songsong City today, so he booked the train ticket tonight, but in order to prevent accidents such as airplane delays and flight cancellations, he was ready to change his visa at any time. He did not tell Yan Yan that he had booked a ticket.

The action officially started!

Give your beloved girl the action of Xiushan cuisine!

When he was packing his luggage, when he cleaned the bedroom, he slammed his wallet, grabbed the key, held the phone, and hurried out the door.

"Hey, Cheng Zi, are you eating at home tonight?" Lou Cheng Ma Qifang looked at his back and shouted.

"Yes!" Lou Cheng answered far, and the pace kept going, and he came to the door of the community.

It’s three o'clock in the afternoon, you have to hurry up, otherwise the roast egg and the steamed beef sandwich are gone!

After a few minutes, the net arrived at the car. He opened the door and threw himself in, throwing a sentence:

"Old Xinhua Bookstore!"

After stopping and stopping, more than 20 minutes later, Lou Cheng arrived at the door of the old Xinhua Bookstore and saw that the stall selling the glutinous eggs was still there. He immediately sighed and took a few big steps to close, glanced and blurted out:

"Buy one!"

He doesn't want to bring more, but he has to consider the capacity of the insulated lunch box. Although it is large, is there anything else?

The reason why I waited until the last minute to buy it was to keep the food in front of Yan Yan, and still maintain some of the best conditions, with a normal taste of 70%.

In order to confirm whether these families will open the door, when they are sold out, he stepped on two points and exercised the choice of the route. If Yan Hao went to Songcheng two hours later today, he would change the ticket to the next night. !

The stall owner glanced at him and shouted:

"The young man only eats one?"

Saying that he is not slow to move, open a small food bag and fill it up.

I handed the money in one hand and delivered it. Loucheng picked it up and ran, stopped the taxi that I had observed so long, and shouted without gasping:

"One back door!"

This time, he did not encounter a traffic jam. Ten minutes later, he saw the familiar back school gate and snack street. He grabbed the money for change and walked in three steps to the cart for selling steamed beef and beef cake.

There are still ten or so, but fortunately... Lou Cheng looked at it and said: "Boss, give me two."

After that, he carefully recalled the strict preferences and emphasized one point:

"Don't put onions!"

“Well~” The boss is a middle-aged man. He dumps the steamed beef in the top four steamer baskets into the pot and puts it into the seasoning.

Looking at his movements, Lou Cheng seems to have returned to the high school period: ten minutes of break between classes, the back door is not open, and he waits for the students to hold money, waving the door to the boss through the iron railing gate, shouting how many they want. Just change to the prison uniform, you can sing a tear in the window.

This meal of steamed beef omelet is not only because of the land, but also because of the students who graduated from the middle school. Its own taste is also rare. I have tried the steamed beef of different famous shops in several places, although I feel beef. The smell and the steamed scent are coming out, but the meat is always "dead" and not "smart".

I am not a foodie. This is an intuitive feeling. I can't describe it with more accurate words. This family of steamed beef, boiled, fragrant, slippery and tender, every piece seems to have vitality. The girl who loves the steamed beef at the same table, Cao Lele, broke the "ring" and praised it.

According to their own hearings, they made the cow's boiled meat, abandoned the large size of the appearance, in exchange for the "live" of the taste, and the white noodle cake with the beef is superior in taste, sweet aftertaste, no need for other, it can make The appetite is wide open.

Thoughts floated, and Lou Cheng saw the boss grabbing a bunch of green onions and shaking.

shallot?

He suddenly came back to God and stared at the boss: "Don't you say don't want onions?"

The boss suddenly stunned: "I'm sorry, sorry, it's easy, you see, haven't evened it, just a little bit, I just pick it out."

The building is sultry and funny:

"Forget it, you can give me these two, I will eat it myself, and then I will not have two onions, remember, no, I want, onions!"

"Good!" The boss put down his heart and made it more focused. He gave the two green onions to Loucheng and remixed a steamed beef with no onions.

Lou Cheng looked at the boss and prepared him to put the green onion. He bit the cake, only to feel the familiar scent and jump in the mouth, sweet aftertaste, delicious to make people want to cry.

Between the three and the fifth, he gorged the two cakes, as if he had not been able to eat for a few years, but in fact, he only ate four when he came to the "exercise" yesterday!

Confirmed that there was no onion, he took out the money, handed it to the boss, grabbed the food bag with the cake, turned and rushed out to the snack street, and used the mobile phone to get the car.

Next destination, Wang Jia Mi line!

Ten minutes later, he appeared at the door of the Wangjia rice noodle line. He first looked at the window of the outside food and saw that the steamer was still there, and suddenly relaxed.

It’s only one step away from the successful completion of the mission!

The Wangjia rice noodle originally came out of the bridge rice noodle, but in the years of operation, it gradually integrated into the characteristics of Xiushan. The casserole was used to make the soup base, and the rice noodles were cooked and served. The soup was a must for their family, and the taste was long and sweet. .

The glutinous rice cake is “white and fat”, the appearance is tender and smooth, and the sweetness is full, because it is steamed with hazelnut leaves, and it is also a little quiet.

"Two!" Lou Chengxiao said to the waiter.

When I bought a glutinous rice cake, it was only four o'clock. He followed the "drill" and went straight to the home. He sneaked into his room and took out the wet and dry small vacuum machine and the corresponding bag. The steamed beef chopped cake, the braised quail egg and the glutinous rice cake were placed in different bags, vacuumed, sealed, and then stuffed into different layers of the purchased large insulated lunch box.

When he did this, he still chatted with Yan Yan and did not reveal his actions.

Seeing six o'clock early, he came out and said to Qi Fang:

"Mom, I am driving tonight."

When Qi Fang, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, jumped up: "How come suddenly? Before you ask when you go to school, you are always evasive, how can you suddenly go now?"

"The Wudao Society must be specially trained in advance." Lou Cheng was a little confused.

Qi Fang frowned and said: "I also said that before you left, you will have a big meal. There is no food today. Hey, let me go to the big supermarket."

After that, not waiting for Lou Cheng to answer, she was out of the door.

Some looked at the back of the mother, and Lou Cheng waited for the passage of time. At 5:45, he called the car and rushed out the door.

When he came to the old Liu barbecue in the old city* area, the other party just opened the door and was playing with the barbecue shelf.

"Two eggplants are taken away, don't put onions!" Lou Cheng stressed.

"Well, sit down and wait." Lao Liu smiled.

After waiting for a while, I saw that he had baked the eggplant, and he had to get it to fry the ingredients. Lou Cheng couldn’t help but swear:

"Don't put onions."

Lao Liu laughed and said: "How are you so young, I remember!"

"Good." Lou Cheng couldn't help but laugh at himself. When he looked at the back of Lao Liu disappearing in the kitchen door, he subconsciously shouted:

"Don't put onions!"

A few minutes later, Lao Liu took a degradable disposable lunch box and didn't have a good air: "Give, your eggplant, no! Put! Onion!"

"Thank you, thank you." Lou Cheng did not care, quickly paid the money, and left the footsteps briskly.

When I got home, my mom was cooking in the kitchen. He put the baked eggplant and the ingredients in the corresponding bag, vacuumed it, closed it, and placed it on the bottom of the insulated lunch box.

When the lunch box was closed, he gave a sigh of relief and his face was full of joy.

Double protection, there should be no problem!

And I am sitting on the train tonight, I will arrive at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and one night's work, maybe there is still temperature left!

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

At ten o'clock in the evening, he carried his luggage and carried a camouflaged insulated lunch box. He said goodbye to his father and mother, and once again set foot on the journey wherein he took the black car to the station.

After waiting for an hour, Yan Yan had already slept. He finally hoped to arrive by car and found his seat.

After stuffing the backpack into the rack, he looked at the insulated lunch box in his hand. He always felt that it was not safe to put it on. If he shakes it down, what should he do?

If you put the small table, you are not the innermost, themselves are inconvenient to enter and exit, and will also disturb yourself to sleep.

Business thinks about him. He put his warmer lunchbox around his back.

If you look at these things, you should be surprised?

Will she be very touched?

Although the Spring Festival cost a lot, but with the money from the relatives on both sides, as well as the original private house, I still have more than 16,000, enough to spend privately...

Hey, after the start of the trials, plus the arrangement of the courses, there are very few appointments per week...

However, you can give Yan Yan a sparring, hehe...

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

In the imagination, YY, expecting, squatting, suffering from loss, Lou Cheng tightly holding a large lunch box, slowly falling asleep, the last lucid thought in my mind is:

Songcheng, I am coming again!