NOVEL NEXT Chapter 37
Chapter 37
37. Small fish cake tasting meeting
Lu Rong and Ji Wenfeng returned from the police station in H city and went to school in the afternoon. The whole school knew that Ji Wenfeng didn’t come to class, and Lu Rong didn’t pay much attention to the fact that Lu Rong didn’t go to school, as well as his classmates. The person who noticed that Lu Rong had disappeared except for his deskmate Guo Jing was the rotten girl in the front row. The rotten woman looked at Lu Rong’s dark circles under her eyes that hadn’t slept all night, her eyes were torch: “Tell mom what did you do?”
Lu Rong did not speak, and sat down without a sense of presence, preparing for the English test.
Rotten Girl: “I know if you don’t tell me, Ji Wenfeng didn’t come to class this morning.”
Lu Rong: “…”
Rotten Girl: “How far have you developed with him?”
The chubby Guo Jing came over to listen to the excitement: “What are you talking about (`
Rotten girl: “Bg gets thick.”
Guo Jing: “I may also be a little sufferer┐(～)┌”
Lu Rong: “…”
Rotten Girl: “No, you can’t. Only those who are white and pure can be a little sufferer, and those who are white and fat are only white dough, go away.”
Guo Jing: “_(:3∠)_”
At this time, the rotten girl finished filling the pen and ink in the front seat and found that the paper towels were used up. She walked to Lu Rong and asked, “Lu Rong, do you have any extra paper towels? Give me a pack.” The first half of the question was completely polite, Lu Rong. Rong must have extra tissues.
Sure enough, Lu Rong opened the drawer cover, took out a small pack of handkerchiefs from inside, and put a finger at him. The front desk of the rotten girl turned out a steel pewter from her pocket, tossed one after another, and pressed it on his desk with a snap. Lu Rong stretched out his hand to cover the one-yuan coin, and the coin disappeared as soon as he collected it.
The front seat of the rotten girl took the tissue and walked away contentedly.
If he had any impression of this taciturn, erratic attention, and seemingly intellectually problematic classmate, it was that Lu Rong would always have extra tissues. This is the consensus reached by class 8 students in the half a year since they enrolled. It’s very convenient, 1 yuan per pack.
The rotten girl shook her head: “As for?”
Lu Rong also shook his head, this woman didn’t understand anything at all. In the supermarket, buy one get one free. The cost of this small package of handkerchief paper is only about 1 cent, and the price is 1 yuan. The key is that customers will not think it is expensive at all. He can make more than 100 yuan a month just by sitting in the classroom and selling this kind of small handkerchief paper.
The rotten girl glanced at the tissues in front of her, and found that they were of different brands and different designs: “Did you buy goods yesterday? Did Ji Wenfeng go with you?”
Lu Rong stared at her coldly: “I’m going to find a girlfriend.”
The rotten girl was threatened by him to demolish the CP again, and her heart was like a knife, but she did not back down so easily. Her cub was married to Ji Wenfeng, and she felt that life had reached the peak, and that life had reached the climax. Cub was unwilling to share details with her, and she was itchy. With an idea, she bargained with Lu Rong: “I recommend you my front table.”
Lu Rong turned a deaf ear.
Fu Girl: “I will recommend more people to you to buy tissues in the future.”
Lu Rong still turned a deaf ear.
The rotten woman gritted her teeth and took out ten dollars and patted it on the table: “I want all your tissues!”
Lu Rong opened the desk board, took out a whole handkerchief and pushed it in front of her, and then opened two packs of zeros to her: “I will give you one more pack.”
Rotten girl: “I want so many paper towels for hairy use!” She stepped back and said solemnly, “I want to listen to the story of you and Ji Wenfeng!”
All of them all looked at them all at once: What did the rotten woman say? Ji Wenfeng and whose story? what story? Countless light wandered on Lu Rong.
Lu Rong’s eyes were empty, and he started playing with the pencil box.
Class 8: We should have heard the hallucinations, Ji Wenfeng can’t have any stories with him…
Lu Rong found that the atmosphere had calmed down, looked around, crossed his hands on the table, and solemnly said to the rotten woman, “I won’t be able to mention his name in the future.”
Rotten Girl: “I want to listen to you and your husband.”
Lu Rong: “He is not my husband.”
The rotten woman flew up and down holding a pack of handkerchiefs, and knocked on his table: “I paid, I am your main customer. I want to listen to something amazing.”
Lu Rong: “He slept naked.”
Rotten Girl: “…”
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The English teacher came in with a thick stack of test papers and found that the first place in the class had become a screaming chicken. He looked at her dozingly and said: “What is so exciting? Tell me. ”
The rotten girl raised the old mother’s smile, turned around shyly and lowered her head: “It’s nothing.”
Lu Rong stayed up all night, and was given a headache by the rotten girl. The next test can only rely on guessing. He really couldn’t handle all subjects in English only, and he didn’t understand why his language talent was so bad, his language civilization was okay, but he would have to play ball if he switched to English.
After hurriedly finishing the afternoon class, Ji Wenfeng sent him a WeChat message, saying that Lao Song had skipped work again. Lao Song relied on bail for them and drove Bentley into the reservoir to go fishing, but couldn’t come back for a while. They have to fight back by themselves at night.
Lu Rong thought about meeting Ji Wenfeng at the entrance of the school and hitting the huge waves that would cause them to fight together. He proposed a separate action: Ji Wenfeng went to the supermarket to buy things that he hadn’t finished buying yesterday, and he went to the vegetable market to buy food. .
Ji Wenfeng: “Can’t you go to the supermarket to buy it?”
Lu Rong answered the wrong question: “Thank you for taking me out yesterday. I want to make good food for you.”
Ji Wenfeng: “Huh ”
Lu Rong: “Bring me some low-gluten flour by the way.”
Ji Wenfeng: ok
Lu Rong squeezed the phone tightly, and put it in his trouser pocket calmly: The plan passed. He is now slowly working out a routine to deal with Ji Wenfeng, as long as he is punctual, Ji Wenfeng is still very good.
Lu Rong went to the vegetable market to buy various ingredients for the experimental small fish cakes, went to the supermarket to make peace with Ji Wenfeng, and the two of them went home together.
After entering the house, Ji Wenfeng took a bath first. Lu Rong rolled up his sleeves and put on an apron and walked into the kitchen. As expected, the aunt in charge of cooking was also skipping work today. Ji Wenfeng wanted to let him cook.
Lu Rong killed the fish, washed it, beaten the pulp, put the flour into the frying pan, fry it twice, made a few small fish cakes and brought it to the Ji Wenfeng room. Just after taking a shower, Ji Wenfeng opened the door with wet hair in a t-shirt and shorts.
Smelling the scent of small fish cakes, Ji Wenfeng’s eyes lit up, and his face still said coolly, “What is this?”
Lu Rong didn’t talk nonsense with him, put the plate on the coffee table, sat down cross-legged, took a piece of golden fish cake and blew it, and handed it in his direction.
Ji Wenfeng’s face was reluctant, but his body numbly sat down and opened his mouth to pick it up. It burned after one bite. He was about to have an attack, Lu Rong poured him a glass of cold water, handed it in his hand thoughtfully, and looked at him tenderly: “Eat slowly.”
Ji Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, and then began to eat quietly.
Lu Rong asked kindly, “Is it delicious?”
Ji Wenfeng proudly said, “Just so-so.”
Lu Rong: “Where is it not delicious?”
Ji Wenfeng thought about it carefully: “It’s a bit weak.”
Lu Rong: “What else?”
Ji Wenfeng: “The dough is too thick.”
Lu Rong: “Hmm, what else?”
Ji Wenfeng: “It’s too hot.”
Lu Rong: “Okay. I’ll use your bathroom.” Walked into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, thinking about the suggestion Ji Wenfeng just made. It took 1 minute from the kitchen to the warm-air bedroom, and the eating time should be pushed to at least 3 minutes later; the salt should be added from 35g to 50g, and the flour should be reduced from 250g to 200g, but less flour means more fish. Change a fish meat to control the cost price…
Ji Wenfeng: “Did you fall into the pit?”
Lu Rong took a note, got up and flushed the toilet, walked out the door, and said softly, “I will tidy up the closet for you.”
Ji Wenfeng looked at him for a long while, then turned his head: “…as you like.”
Lu Rong walked into Ji Wenfeng’s dressing room, threw away the pajamas he didn’t need, removed his newly bought clothes hanger and trouser rack, and divided the closet into clean/crossed parts, and hung them according to the length of the clothes and the thickness of the fabric. Shorts and socks are placed in a clean partition drawer, and off-season clothes are folded and bagged in a newly purchased storage box.
“The trousers that I wear are folded in half and hung on a detachable trouser rack.” Lu Rong demonstrated, “The clean trousers are rolled up like this and hidden in a drawer.”
Ji Wenfeng: “…Who’s folding pants like this.” Lu Rong’s folded pants were all barrel-shaped rolls of the same length and were extremely clean.
Lu Rong knew that not everyone was as ingenious as he was, and said magnanimously: “You won’t fold it, I will fold it for you-take it in a clean area, put it through the area, and place it in a random place. I will check it.
Ji Wenfeng didn’t know why it turned out that Lu Rong wanted to check, and raised the door: “This is my dressing room.”
Lu Rong: “Are you hungry? I’ll cook for you.”
Ji Wenfeng: “…Okay. Take the left side and put it on the right?”
Lu Rong: “That’s right. Here are the **** and socks. Change them every day in the order I placed them, every seven days.”
Ji Wenfeng was slightly surprised: “There are rules for which day of the week to wear?”
Lu Rong: “That’s it. You have to change underwear once a month, but you don’t know which one you wear until a month. According to the weekly rotation system, you can throw away all of them in 30 weeks. 7 simultaneous rotation can also be avoided. There is no embarrassment to wear underwear during the rainy season.”
Ji Wenfeng felt that there was some truth in what he said: “The socks…”
Lu Rong: “If you only wear sports shoes, I will arrange your socks according to the physical education class schedule. You have physical education classes in class 1, three and five, so you wear special basketball socks for one, three and five, and you wear sports at other times. sock.”
Ji Wenfeng frowned and looked at a drawer of **** and socks, feeling that his life was constrained: “You must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.”
Lu Rong: “Are you hungry? I’ll cook for you.”
Ji Wenfeng thinks it is also good to be an obsessive-compulsive disorder: “Is it swiping from left to right?”
Lu Rong: “It’s so clever-come, eat one more.” He picked up a small fish cake and fed him another one.
Ji Wenfeng ate the small fish cakes and stood in his clean locker room, trying to review the dressing rules Lu Rong had set for him. Lu Rong knew that he needed a little time to learn to digest, and gently exited his room.
He found that Ji Wenfeng’s pajamas that he threw out just now were missing.
Thinking about it this way, all the idle items he threw out of Ji Wenfeng’s room yesterday were gone.
Where did you go?