Meng Shu looked at Zhou Ying with some suspicion. He almost thought he heard wrongly. The dull Zhou Ying could actually say such sensational words.
"Zhou Ying, just tell me if you have anything to do." Meng Shu looked at Zhou Ying.
Zhou Ying scratched his head with his fingers and racked his brains to discuss the topic: 'Meng Shu, you came to Lixin City, did you sleep well?'
Meng Shu looked at Zhou Ying in confusion.
"The weather in Lixin City has been a bit hot recently. Remember to turn on the air conditioner, otherwise it will be very hot and you will sweat when you sleep. Sometimes the weather is too hot and you can't sleep well even if you toss and turn." Zhou Ying said nonsense seriously. He himself didn't know what he was talking about.
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"Zhou Ying, what's wrong with you?" Meng Shu frowned. He always felt that something was wrong with Zhou Ying today.
"By the way, Meng Shu, have you been eating well recently? Let me tell you, the weather is too hot, you need to drink more water and drink more soup. Winter melon soup is good, it clears away heat and relieves summer heat."
"You don't know how to make winter melon soup? I can teach you. First, you have to go to the supermarket and buy a winter melon. It costs about two yuan a pound, but the vendor is charging a high price. You can bargain and you can buy it for only one yuan and a half.
After you buy back the winter melon..."
"Stop, stop, stop..."
Before Zhou Ying could finish speaking, Meng Shu quickly interrupted Zhou Ying. Meng Shu glared at Zhou Ying and said, "Zhou Ying, what happened to you today and what do you want to do?"
Zhou Ying continued to look at Meng Shu and said, "I'm teaching you how to make winter melon soup."
"I have lived for so long, but I have never heard of winter melon soup, and I only drink blood, not soup," Meng Shu said angrily.
"Oh, so you like to drink blood. Let me tell you, unprocessed blood doesn't taste good. I think duck blood is good. There is a delicious vermicelli soup called duck blood vermicelli soup. What don't you know?
It’s called duck blood vermicelli soup. I can teach you how to make it. First, you have to go to the supermarket and buy a handful of vermicelli and duck blood vermicelli.”
Zhou Ying chattered beside him.
Meng Shu simply turned his head and ignored Zhou Ying.
Meng Shu was speechless. I remember that Zhou Ying's character was quite introverted and dull, like a piece of wood. Why was he talking nonsense today and saying something he didn't understand?
Could it be that Zhou Ying's personality changed drastically after he came to the human world?
"Okay, Zhou Ying, I understand, I need to rest for a while, you can go." Half an hour later, Meng Shu had a headache, picked his ears, and started to chase people away.
Because in just half an hour, Zhou Ying kept chattering beside him, telling him various cooking methods, from soup to chicken soup, duck soup, pork ribs soup, winter melon soup and so on.
Then there were stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers, stir-fried duck with potatoes, stir-fried beef with celery, etc., and each dish was explained in many ways.
For example, if you want to stir-fry shredded pork with green peppers, you need fresh green peppers, but you don’t need green peppers because they won’t be chewy when fried. For pork, you need to choose rump meat, because the meat there is lean and tender, etc.
Zhou Ying kept chattering beside him for half an hour, which made Meng Shu's head grow bigger.
As a monster, you only drink fresh human blood. Who wants to eat such messy things as you?
Zhou Ying chuckled and said: "It's rare that I don't take a taxi today. I have a day off, so naturally I want to chat with you for a while and exchange my cooking experience."
"I don't want your experience, just go away." Meng Shu waved his hand impatiently.
"All right"
Seeing that Meng Shu was a little angry, Zhou Ying stood up reluctantly and prepared to leave.
When Meng Shu saw Zhou Ying standing up and preparing to leave, he breathed a sigh of relief. His ears would soon be clean.
"Hey, this dress of yours is nice. Where did you buy it? How much did it cost? I think this dress looks very good." At this moment, Zhou Ying's voice rang out.
Then Meng Shu saw that Zhou Ying sat down again and began to discuss clothes, such as where the clothes were good-looking and cheap, and when was the best time to buy clothes.
Also, don’t buy dyed clothes, because they will fade when washed, etc.
Half an hour later, Meng Shu covered his ears with his hands, his face ashen and as gloomy as water. He was about to collapse from Zhou Ying.
"Don't tell me these things. My clothes were stolen, everything was stolen." Seeing Zhou Ying still chattering on the side, Meng Shu suddenly turned around and roared loudly at Zhou Ying.
Nanyu family!
Xu Ran had been observing the conversation between Zhou Ying and Meng Shu with his spiritual sense, and saw that Meng Shu was about to become furious due to Zhou Ying's chattering chatter.
"Haha" Xu Ran giggled.
Next to them, Liu Di and Nan Yu, unaware of Xu Ran's spiritual sense, were able to observe the conversation between Zhou Ying and Meng Shu thousands of meters away, and looked at Xu Ran as if they were a fool.
Room 203, Good Dream Hotel!
"Well, Meng Shu, I won't bother you anymore. Don't be angry." Seeing that Meng Shu was really angry, Zhou Ying stood up and said to Meng Shu.
"Let's go, please go quickly." Meng Shu gritted his teeth and said, "You talkative guy, the further away from me the better."
Zhou Ying had no choice but to leave the Good Dream Hotel. Five minutes later, Zhou Ying reappeared at Nan Yu's house. As soon as he appeared, Xu Ran burst out laughing and said: "Zhou Ying, you performed well, Meng Shu almost
I was infuriated by anger. I didn't expect that you, a piece of wood, had the potential to be a chatterbox.'
Zhou Ying scratched his temples shyly.
"Liu Di, it's your turn to perform" Xu Ran looked at Liu Di and said.
"Look at me..." Liu Di stood up, smiled confidently, and left Nan Yu's house like the wind. A few minutes later, Liu Di appeared at the door of Meng Shu's hotel room.
Liu Di knocked on the door.
"Zhou Ying, didn't I tell you to get lost? Why did you... Well, it's you, Liu Di, the local snake in Lixin City?" Meng Shu heard the knock on the door and thought Zhou Ying had left and returned, so he cursed
, halfway through the scolding, he discovered that the person standing at the door was not Zhou Ying, but Liu Di.
"Why did you come to me?" Because Zhou Ying had been chattering for more than an hour, Meng Shu was not in a good mood and asked with a stern face.
"I was so angry when I came here. Who offended you?" Liu Di looked at Meng Shu and said.
"Nothing." Meng Shu waved his hands, unwilling to talk about Zhou Ying's talkative nature, because thinking of Zhou Ying, Meng Shu felt like his heart was about to explode.
"Tell me, why did you come to me?" Meng Shu asked.
"Uncle Meng, when you come to Lixin City, of course I have to show my kindness as a landlord." Liu Di smiled, paused, and added: "Why, you don't mind if I come in."
"Come in," Meng Shu said.
Liu Di put his hands in his pockets, walked in, looked around and said: 'Uncle Meng, I see you are in a bad mood, do you want me to take you out to relax and have a good time'.
"No, if you fart, hurry up," Meng Shu said impatiently.
"Hehe, don't be anxious, I came here specifically to find you today, ready to learn some lessons from you," Liu Di said with a smile.
Seeing Meng Shu looking at him, Liu Di smiled and said: "I heard that you have hundreds of wives, and I don't know how many children you have. I want to ask you, do your wives fight? How do they get along without being jealous? You
Is every wife married by a clear matchmaker? Have you obtained a marriage certificate?"