The Haunted

The white taxi rides on the road, and the country music is played in the car. When the window is opened, there is a hot wind blowing in, with the hot temperature of the southern hemisphere February sunshine.

Along the way, you can only see the low dwellings and the vegetation and trees beside the road, and the large tracts of rural villages, only a little modern in the vicinity of the city center. The streets are empty, and people and cars are rare.

The taxi finally stopped in front of a building that was four or five stories high. The driver took the fifty-knife banknotes handed over by the late, and dumbly found him the change: "Don't take such a large denomination for rent in the future, so it is difficult to find it."

I got out of the car late, carrying a backpack and carrying a change of money and holding a small change to stand in front of my future dormitory. In China, even the five-coin coins are rare. I suddenly got such a large coin. Let him be somewhat uncomfortable, not even know where to put it.

As he took the change, he looked at the dark red building in front of him. The building should have been in existence for a certain number of years, and it looks old from the outside, making the dark red color look a bit like the blood of the sediment after drying up.

He took a breath and took the box and walked in. The glass door automatically opened to both sides. The building looked like it was newer than the exterior, obviously renovated.

Late luck, I was lucky when I got a room card and went upstairs to meet a Chinese boy in the elevator. The boy’s name is Jiang Tian. He came here because he participated in a “2+2” project in the school. He is a sophomore and junior in a cooperative school abroad. He is going back to the school to prepare for graduation, so although he is now He is also a junior, but he has been here for a year and is familiar with all aspects.

The late room was on the fourth floor, and Jiang Tian lived on the third floor, but took the initiative to help him carry things to his room, and together with him he cleaned up the house.

“Every floor has a common kitchen, you can cook your own food, as well as the bathroom, wash clothes, you can enter the room card; but the actual location of your room is not good, the upstairs is the activity room, the fifth floor is the public space. Foreign students like to open a party in the activity room, almost every weekend, very noisy. But there is no way, but the time is generally no more than twelve. Other problems, such as buying daily necessities, going to school Reporting, office card, you can find me, I can take you to go, anyway, I will start the formal class next week, nothing happened recently."

"Okay, thank you." Chi couldn't wait to ask one of his most concerned questions. "How do you usually eat? Do you want to do it yourself?"

Jiang Tian nodded: "Yes, do it yourself."

He looked at the expression of a late look: "Or go out and buy and eat, but the cheapest one is about ten knives, and the taste is not good. If you don't eat well, it's better to cook for yourself. There is a small nearby. The burger shop sells burgers, pizzas, fish and chips, and the burger is only a small knife. It is also good for his pizza. It is also like a noodle pie with grilled meat, onions and cheese. Baked into a small portion, only sells a dozen knives, enough to eat a day. But those food oil too much heat is too big, it is definitely not enough to eat every day, occasionally too late to cook, then go there to buy food is not bad. The school also has a lot to sell The place of food, but the taste is average, and not too delicious. In fact, I think the subway is quite good."

"I should still have to learn to cook for myself." Chi Hao stunned her head with some distress, and didn't bother to tell the newly-acquainted friends that they couldn't even open the fire. They didn't even play the eggs at home.

Although the exchange of countries will send him a small scholarship and will bear the cost of airfare, but he will spend more than a thousand knives per month here - one month's accommodation fee than the domestic four There are many in the year. And there are cheap canteens in their schools. They can eat well for no more than fifteen dollars per meal. Even if the cafeteria is tired of eating, there are all kinds of takeaways. At this time, you can especially appreciate socialism. The superiority of the university. He is still studying and has no income. He is embarrassed to reach out to his parents for too much money and he has to learn to calculate carefully. Learning to cook seems to be necessary.

In order to facilitate him to bring only the clothes and laptops to be worn, bedding, kitchen utensils and all kinds of daily necessities need to be re-purchased. You have to go to the school to do the student card, go to the bank to open an account, and go to the local calling card and transportation card. ... a variety of things.

Fortunately, there was Jiang Tian, ​​and in the afternoon, according to the priorities of the matter, I took the delay, and took him to the school and the way to the central business district. As a thank you, after buying something, he asked him to have a meal at a Malaysian restaurant in the city center.

The place is recommended by Jiang Tian, ​​relatively inexpensive, only a dozen knives for a meal, but the amount of meat is quite sufficient. The late ones are curry chicken and curry shrimp, which tastes good and is cheaper to eat than an a la carte Chinese restaurant.

Thanks to Jiang Tian's mention of the road, after a late afternoon, the office was basically completed, leaving only the bank card and some pieces of things not bought.

In the beginning of the school season, there were more bankers in the school. They needed to queue for a long time. Later, they went to the office the next day. By the way, the Baibaiwei and a fried chicken shop in the school solved the lunch and dinner respectively.

When he returned to the dormitory at night, he met neighbors who lived next to the left and right.

He lives in Room 407. The room on the left is Room 406, a black-haired boy named Alex. His height is more than one meter eight. His skin is very white, but he is very sunny when he smiles. The right room 408 is called Emily. The girl has a supple blonde hair. From the outside, both of them are obvious Western races.

The dormitory here is an application system. It is re-applied every school year or semester. There are also many students who will change their dorms or move outside to rent a house. Emily just moved in. After talking to them for a while, she went back to pick up the things. She also had an appointment with friends to have dinner.

"So you arrived yesterday?" Alex looked at him. "Sophie has a lot of fun places. I have a car and can take you there. Do you like partying? We also have a lot of interesting parties. ""

In any case, people who are warm and cheerful in real life are more likely to win the favor of others. It is not a bad thing to have a neighbor who is good at getting along. I thanked the other party late, and chatted two times before bidding farewell to each other.

The third day was actually a rare cloudy day, the clouds covered the sun, and the color of the trees appeared dull, which was relatively rare in February.

Two days before the late rush, I was a little tired. I got up at 10 o'clock this morning. I drove to the nearby supermarket and carefully selected the meat that I might eat these days, and went to the kitchen.

To be honest, he didn't know what he would do. He bought a box of eggs, a packaged beef, half a cabbage and two tomatoes. At least these things are the most common and should not be difficult to cook. On the first day of the sugar salt soy sauce, Jiang Tian took it to the Chinese supermarket to buy it. Although he had a paste in his head, he did not know how to use these chemical reagents, but at least there is no shortage.

There are two kitchens on each floor. There are two common large refrigerators and one freezer in the kitchen. Everyone has a lockable place in the refrigerator. The late refrigerator is located in the kitchen on the left, the kitchen is surrounded by cabinets and pools, and there are six rows of six stoves in the middle.

Later, I took out the newly bought pot and placed it on the stove. I carefully unscrewed the fire. He decided to start with the simplest fried rice.

He steamed a bowl of rice in a microwave, cut half a cabbage into silk, cut a tomato into pieces, beat an egg, and threw the remaining tomatoes, half of the cabbage, and the beef that didn't know what to do. Into the refrigerator - he thought that if he grew up, he might be a tomato steak.

I checked the fried rice tutorial on the Internet and followed the above steps to pour the oil first, then pour the steamed rice into the cut cabbage, tomatoes and eggs.

The tutorial says that you put eggs and chopped green onions, but he feels he has to add some vegetables. The freshly steamed rice seems to be too wet, but it is harmless. Everything is perfect so far, he just needs to use a shovel to stir up the stir fry and add some salt.

Two minutes later, I was so stunned that I saw the tomatoes out of the soup, and the cabbage was out of the soup. The pot was completely wet and red.

He looked at the mobile phone in a twitching manner, but in desperation, he only asked Jiangtian for help.

In a short while, Jiang Tian came up from the third floor and looked at the pot that was late: "...What is this?"

Fortunately, I still know how to turn off the fire first.

"Fried rice. Put tomatoes, cabbage, and an egg." Heaven saw him a meal without even a little meat - because I don't know what to do.

"Your rice is too steamy, and the cabbage itself is easy to get out of water. If you want to go in, you have to go through at least one time before you are better?"

Jiang Tian looked at this pot and felt that he couldn't bear it: "Is it late... can you still eat this?"

"It should be impossible to eat." Chi Hao looked at the pot, he was somewhat distressed by his own egg, and the stocking he bought was much more expensive than caged eggs.

"It doesn't matter, I can just taste the burger of the burger shop you said." He smiled and said to his friend.

Jiang Tian nodded and described him to the location of the burger shop: "I have already finished eating, or I can relieve you. But there is nothing wrong with it. Everyone has something that is not good at it. I believe. You, your future wife will be very virtuous."

Jiang Tian helped him clean up the mess in the kitchen, and then the two said goodbye. Jiang Tian went back to the third floor, and later returned to the house and took the wallet and went straight to the burger shop that Jiang Tian said.

The burger shop said that he had to walk out of the street, and there was no other place to sell food on the street where the dormitory was located. He began to miss the large and small restaurants and even the blue and yellow takeaway riders that the emperor can see everywhere. In contrast, this is simply a new rural capitalist modernization.

The burger shop that Jiang Tian said is hidden on the back of the street. The door is very small. There are only three or four counters. There is no place for guests to rest. Therefore, it is only a simplistic look.

There are some fried foods on the counter with golden warm light; the square square oil pot is still working, giving people a different kind of oil.

At this time, there was a guest standing in the small store.

It was a middle-aged man with a gray hair. He was wearing a white shirt with black trousers underneath. What striking was that he had a gray vest outside the shirt - this season. This kind of dress on this occasion is a bit strange.

There is a dark gold pocket watch on his chest. The skin of the neck and side face is very white. It is not like the normal skin color of ordinary Caucasians. It is like a pathological paleness. His shoes are clean and elegant, and he thinks of the Western gentleman in the movie.

He was completely out of touch with the burger shop, making him look at him more late.

The man also noticed his gaze, turned his head and nodded and politely smiled at him. After paying the money, he left with his own things. Later, he moved to the left and gave way to the other side.

A black car was listening to the corner on the left side of the door.

The man walked in a hurry to the front of the car. He first opened the back door and bent over to get things in, and then went back to the front driver's seat to open the door. The bent-out movement made him look humble and respectful.

I was a little curious, so I couldn’t help but stare at me, not even realizing whether my behavior was rude.

At the moment when the man opened the back door and handed the things, he saw the outline of the man sitting in the back seat. It should be a man, because although it was only for a moment he also saw a pale and slender hand sticking out from it - slender but powerful and powerful, full of strength and full of power.

That is unlikely to be the hand of a lady.

There seemed to be something on his finger, and his eyes were flashed in an instant.

After blinking, I blinked and the black car disappeared from the corner.