At eleven o'clock in the evening, in the back kitchen of the hotel.
The special correspondent, whose bandage on his head had become thicker, was now opening the freezer in the back kitchen with a look of resentment on his face, looking for something to eat.
He raised his head and touched his mummy-like head. The look in Huang Xiaobei's eyes was really helpless and tragic.
"Damn it, my head will really turn into a mummy if I continue to be entangled like this, and what the eldest lady makes will be outrageous!"
Huang Xiaobei, who was still a little confused as he pulled at the frozen tenderloin in the freezer, continued to think about it.
"Thankfully, this special correspondent is in good health and woke up after being unconscious for six hours. If someone else had received such a blow on the head, they would most likely have to go see the Lord of Hell."
Lao Wei and Tang Seng followed him and yawned, "Who says it's not the case? The doctors have already said it. Fortunately, you are destined to have a concussion. You must know that your test sheet says that you were severely hit with a blunt instrument."
Hit in the head!"
Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, blunt weapon?
Haha, the eldest lady's thing that can bite off people's teeth can really be regarded as a blunt weapon... Damn it, how on earth did she turn a roasted suckling pig into a blunt weapon?
ah!
Huang Xiaobei continued to look for something to eat in front of the refrigerator and freezer in depression. Wei Silin and Tang Seng behind him continued to chat, "To say that Xiaobei's life is really long, for such a serious injury, the doctor said that he would at least survive."
He was in a coma for about a day, but he woke up at eight o'clock in the evening, and now he can actually get out of bed. This physical fitness is definitely that of a member of our vampire clan."
Elder Tang shook his head gently, "Well, his life is long enough. Look at the one named Chu. It is said that he is still being rescued. His family members have followed him into the operating room to sign. I don't know if he can be saved."
After saying that, Lao Wei and Tang Seng sighed again and expressed their condolences for what happened to Master Chu.
"Bang!" Shutting the freezer door, Huang Xiaobei collapsed and shouted, "A hotel as big as this has only two green onions and three eggs left? What kind of star-rated hotel is this?"
"
Tang Monk yawned and looked sideways at Huang Xiaobei and said, "What are you thinking about? The hotel has been closed for almost a week. How can we buy vegetables? Those green onions and eggs in your hand were from when Master Sun was making dinner for us.
What’s left?”
Huang Xiaobei grabbed Tang Seng's collar, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you leave anything for me? Didn't you forget that there is another patient? Don't you know that this patient has been there since morning?"
Are you still unconscious?"
Tang Seng swatted away Huang Xiaobei's hand that was holding his collar, and said with disdain, "Do you look like a sick person? Who can talk so loudly as a sick person?"
Lao Wei explained, "Xiao Bei, don't get me wrong. The doctor said you won't wake up until at least tomorrow, so Master Sun didn't cook for you. Hey, did you see the ox tail next to the refrigerator? That's Master Sun.
I left it specially for you, I’m going to make soup for you tomorrow to replenish your health.”
"I want to eat right now! I'm so hungry that I'm about to faint!!"
Tang Monk pointed to a rice cooker on the ground on his right, "What about that? There seems to be some leftover rice in the pot that we had at night. How about you make a bowl of rice, beat the raw eggs on top, and then add the green onions and make do.
Eat."
“Is this pig food?!”
Seeing that Huang Xiaobei was already showing signs of hair loss due to hunger and pain, Lao Wei quickly dragged Tang Seng away and said, "By the way, Brother Maozi likes to drink and eat late night snacks. Let's go up and see if he has any snacks for you."
Come down, and ask Qianqian to give you some snacks."
As he spoke, Lao Wei took Tang Monk to apply oil on the soles of his feet, leaving only the hungry commissioner staring at the two green onions and three eggs in his hand with green eyes...
After looking at the green onions and eggs, and then at the rice cooker at his feet, after pondering for a long time, the commissioner suddenly turned around and snapped his fingers.
"It's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself, start it!"
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"Kaka kaka kaka." Picking up the kitchen knife neatly, Huang Xiaobei cut the green onions on the chopping board skillfully. With the sharp and dull sound of the knife, the green onions instantly turned into thin and even chopped green onions.
Putting the chopped green onions on the plate, the correspondent beat three eggs and stirred them in a bowl very elegantly. The technique was very skillful, and she looked like a housewife who had been working around the pot all her life.
While stirring, the commissioner shook his head with emotion and said.
"Grandma, if I expect them to give me something, I'll probably starve to death! The ancients are right, you can make enough food and clothing by yourself!"
Stirring the eggs leisurely, Huang Xiaobei looked at the freshly chopped green onions with pride, and couldn't help but muttered proudly, "Well, isn't it a bit surprising? Isn't it surprising that it looks so careless?
This special correspondent actually knows how to cook? Oh, it’s not surprising, after all, this is something I’ve been able to do since I was a child.”
Staring at the eggs that had been thoroughly stirred in the bowl, Huang Xiaobei smiled with emotion, "Oh, I can't help it. Children from poor families have long been the masters. It's all forced by life. If I didn't learn how to do it by following TV programs,
If we don’t have enough food, then my father and I will probably starve to death.”
After finishing speaking, the special correspondent put the stirred eggs aside.
Turn on the fire, pour oil, put chopped green onions and eggs into the pot. In front of the stove, Huang Xiaobei skillfully stir-fries the egg fried rice that he has made countless times. After frying the ingredients, put the rice into the pot and raise the big spoon.
, various ingredients were added in turn, and three minutes later, a plate of egg fried rice with full color, flavor and flavor was placed on the dining table.
Smelling the aroma of egg fried rice, the special correspondent wiped his saliva happily and said, "Hey, I haven't made it for so long, so my cooking skills haven't deteriorated."
"Well, it smells really good~~"
"That's right, don't even look at it..." Huang Xiaobei turned around to look at the eldest lady who had appeared beside him at some point, happily staring at the egg fried rice with him. Huang Xiaobei was stunned at first.
Then he took a cold step back and screamed loudly.
"What do you want to do again? You haven't finished beating me until I have a concussion! You haven't healed me enough! Damn it, give me back the chocolate I gave you!!"
Listening to Huang Xiaobei's roar, Miss Yiyi lowered her head, weakly grabbed her clothes and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm here to apologize to you now."
Huang Xiaobei looked at the eldest lady with suspicion. Obviously, he still felt that it was more likely that the eldest lady was here to mess with him, but it did not rule out that she was really scared and realized her mistake...
..
"Okay, you have apologized and I accept it. Miss, please go upstairs and rest."
"Well, can you give me a bite?" Miss Yiyi stared pitifully at the steaming egg fried rice in Huang Xiaobei's hand.
Huang Xiaobei was just about to say that you didn't eat tonight, you just came here to tease me, right? But... I remembered what Lao Wei said, and what Lao Wei said about not seeing the eldest lady at the dinner table tonight,
Huang Xiaobei sighed, then turned around and took a small bowl from the cupboard at the back.
"Let's go."
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Sitting in front of the kitchen workbench, Miss Yiyi held a small bowl of egg fried rice that Huang Xiaobei gave to herself, and put spoonful after spoonful into her mouth with a happy face.
Seeing the young lady opposite eating so happily, the hungry commissioner did not move his chopsticks, but asked in anticipation.
"How is it delicious?"
"Hmm." The eldest lady nodded her little head wildly, happily chewing the oily and fragrant fried rice in her mouth.
"Although it's not as delicious as the uncles in the store, it's still pretty good."
The special correspondent was a little unhappy, but he didn't refute anything. After all, the facts are here. Although he can cook, he can only cook at home. How can he compare with the chefs in star hotels, let alone the chefs in the hotel?
Both of them are chefs with a background in state banquets.
Miss Yiyi ate the fried rice in small bites. She looked curiously at Huang Xiaobei who was eating slowly across the way and asked.
"Huang Xiao M, why do you know how to cook? You can cook it so deliciously, you are better than me."
Huang Xiaobei rolled his eyes, "You call that cooking? It's just a waste of things."
Miss Yiyi stuck out her tongue playfully. "Is this just the beginning of learning?"
Chewing the familiar taste in his mouth, Huang Xiaobei shrugged his shoulders again, looked at the girl opposite with pride and said, "There are some things you can't learn, just like cooking. Apart from talent,
, and there needs to be a bit of pressure from the word "poor", for example."
The eldest lady held the small bowl and stared at Huang Xiaobei in confusion, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Actually, it's nothing. As you know, my family is just me and my dad. In order to support me, my dad must be quite tired. After all, his dead salary can only support himself at best. In order to drag me down with this,
Growing up, my father often went out to do odd jobs, so he often didn’t have time to cook for me.”
Huang Xiaobei put the rice in his mouth silently, "Although he would leave me meal money every time he went out to do odd jobs, I don't really want to use the money to buy food, and I don't even want to buy instant noodles.
The money my father left for me was enough to enable me to afford takeout from the restaurant downstairs."
Miss Yiyi looked at Huang Xiaobei quietly, and after Huang Xiaobei licked the rice grains at the corner of his mouth, he looked at the fried rice that only had half of it left in his bowl.
It seemed that he didn't want to talk about such a profound topic anymore, or he didn't want to recall the old boy who would stand in the kitchen picking up leftovers from his own takeout after returning home late at night.
"So in order to save a little bit and let my dad eat better, I learned to cook by myself. After all, it's really cheap to cook by yourself. The takeaway money my dad left for me was enough for the two of us to eat three meals.
There's fried rice with eggs." Huang Xiaobei said with a smile.
Miss Yiyi put down the bowl in her hand at some point, and then carefully picked up the rice grains that fell on the dining table.
"No wonder you are so frugal."
"This is not saving, it is oppression in life..."
Huang Xiaobei scratched his face and sighed, "So there really is a generation gap between the two of us. We are completely from two different worlds. Alas, for some reason, there is another kind of toad, so don't think about eating it.
The feeling of swan meat, after all, even if it eats swan meat, a toad probably won’t be able to taste the difference between swan meat and fly meat.”
Looking at the cute and beautiful girl opposite and her clear watery eyes, Huang Xiaobei lowered his head and murmured quietly in his heart.
"Let's be realistic. No matter how lucky we are, the eldest lady and I will always be in two different worlds. Even if we can live together in the future, we will be separated sooner or later. We have different worldviews and values, and there probably won't even be many topics to talk about.
...Sigh, sometimes those four words spoken by the same family are quite reasonable, and they are not as hateful as they sound on the stage."
"After all, I'm not a good match, I don't even have any basis for living, and I... don't want to be said to be a freeloader..."
Miss Yiyi watched Huang Xiaobei lower his head and listened to what he was saying. She was silent for a while, and then a smile appeared on her beautiful face again.
"What other dishes would you like?"
Huang Xiaobei picked up the plate and put it into his mouth.
"Not much, mainly fried rice with eggs. Who knows how low-cost this thing is. But I have also learned a few other dishes, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes, musu pork, and scrambled eggs with green onions, but they are all delicious.
It’s not too much, after all, it’s not as affordable as egg fried rice, and it’s quite far away, so I forgot how to make it.”
"Hey, you like eggs so much." The eldest lady looked at Huang Xiaobei with a wicked smile.
Huang Xiaobei rolled his eyes at the eldest lady, "Are eggs highly nutritious? You must eat more."
"Are you thinking about giving yourself more nutrition at such a young age? Is it for future growth?"
Huang Xiaobei put down the empty plate and turned his head slightly, "It doesn't matter whether I am nutritious or not, but dad is too tired and needs to eat more eggs to replenish his body."
"You are very filial." Miss Yiyi looked at Huang Xiaobei seriously.
But he was met with contempt from the special correspondent, "What do you mean by filial piety? Miss, are you too insensitive? I'm just afraid that my father will work too hard. He looks so skinny and still has to find some manual labor.
?What if I’m exhausted? I don’t want no one to make money for me.”
"Huang Xiao M, you don't need to talk about yourself like that all the time. You are already very good."
Huang Xiaobei spat, "Bah, don't be disgusted with me. This special commissioner is a famous bastard in the world. Didn't you see that I made a lolita cry the day before yesterday?"
Miss Yiyi ate the little fried rice with eggs in her bowl. Commissioner Huang sat opposite the miss, holding a toothpick in his mouth and picking at his teeth with a scoundrel look on his face.
"Huang Xiao M, can you make me some more egg fried rice in the future?"
Commissioner Huang was slightly stunned. In fact, he wanted to agree, but in the end he shook his head and said with a silly smile, "What the hell, Miss, you are not short of chefs, and my three-legged cat's skills are not worthy of your appetite.
, I won’t bother you anymore.”
After standing up and washing the dishes that he and the eldest lady had finished eating, Huang Xiaobei said with a smile without looking at the somewhat disappointed girl.
"Miss, it's so late. You should go back to bed quickly. If you sleep too late, you will get pimples. By the way, I won't accompany you. My head still hurts."
Turning around and not looking at the girl sitting alone in front of the kitchen workbench with her head lowered, Huang Xiaobei breathed out a sigh of relief.
Although the eldest lady looks a little sad, and I am a little sad too, there is nothing we can do about it.
In the future, I will probably be the owner of a small supermarket. The eldest lady will be a passer-by at best. After a few years of running the supermarket and earning some money, I will be a decent correspondent. I will ask the uncle to help introduce me, and maybe I can get away with it.
It's better not to daydream about finding a pretty girl to get married from, a fairy-like person like the eldest lady.
Huang Xiaobei lowered his head and smiled.
In fact, to put it bluntly, a person like me is not even worthy of daydreaming about a eldest lady...
While walking, Huang Xiaobei thought about what kind of girls he would meet in the future, but for some reason, after thinking about it, the images of girls in his mind all looked a bit like young ladies... Come on,
Got it, I must be seeing the eldest lady all the time recently, so my subconscious is causing trouble... Oh, that's not right, I still see Qianqian every day, why...
Huang Xiaobei scratched his face and smiled bitterly. Forget it, when he leaves the hotel, he will never see the eldest lady again. It probably won't be like this now. Well, first think about the future wife of this special correspondent.
The main characteristics of her are thrift, frugality, gentleness, kindness, considerateness, no dirty talk, no teasing me, no accompanying me back to my uncle’s house... Haha, I hope I can find such a girl in the future.
"Huang Xiao M." The girl's call came from behind Huang Xiaobei.
Miss Yiyi took small steps and came to Huang Xiaobei. Seeing Huang Xiaobei subconsciously take a step back, Miss Yiyi stretched out her jade hand, lightly tapped the tip of his nose, and said with a smile.
"If you can become very powerful in the future, would you like to pursue others?"
Huang Xiaobei shook his head calmly, "I don't want to at all. Also, Miss, if you get married in the future, please remember to send me an invitation."
"Then how much money will you give?" The eldest lady's big eyes blinked and stared at the special correspondent cutely.
Huang Xiaobei's heart trembled, he was frightened and hurt... But just as he was about to say something bad to fool him, he saw the eldest lady patting his head with a smile.
"You are actually very powerful. Don't always be so unsure. Even if your life is not going well in the future, at least work hard now. At least when you attend other people's weddings in the future, you can give a very face-saving speech.
Red envelope, let everyone be surprised by you."
"Miss, your way of encouraging others is really special..."
"Then work hard, who knows what it will be like in the future." Miss Yiyi winked at Huang Xiaobei teasingly, and then left, leaving Commissioner Huang alone to watch her walk out of the kitchen.
Back view.
Thinking of what the girl just said, Huang Xiaobei couldn't figure out whether she was encouraging him or sarcastic. After all, girls are so difficult to understand.
But... Touching the thick bandage on his forehead, Comrade Comrade Commissioner sighed deeply, "Forget it, let's work hard and try to expand the size of my supermarket as soon as possible, so that I can participate in the eldest lady's competition in the future.
For the wedding... I'd better ask Lao Wei and the others to bring me a red envelope, I really don't want to see the eldest lady in a wedding dress."
With his pocket in his pocket, Huang Xiaobei walked out of the kitchen like a salted fish.
"Work hard, how can you work hard? Ha, I don't know at all, I'd better go to sleep."
Walking out of the kitchen and staring at the dark hall on the first floor, Huang Xiaobei raised his head slightly, "By the way, did the eldest lady just encourage me to succeed early so that I can chase her? It's impossible... The eldest lady just took
Let me tease you... Well, that's right, that's it, don't be confused by what she said."
"However, I still feel quite happy."
Smiling softly, Huang Xiaobei slowly returned to the basement dormitory.
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Russia, in a small bar in St. Petersburg.
Principal Vanzhuo, with his hair full of silver hair, sat elegantly in front of the bar, sipping the whiskey in his glass.
"Didn't you have an "Unknown Girl" hanging on the wall before? Why was it replaced by "The Swan Princess"?"
The bartender wiped the wine glass and smiled.
"Sir, it seems that you are our old customer, but I'm sorry, our boss didn't like "Unknown Girl" too much and replaced it a long time ago."
"That's it, haha, it seems like time flies by really fast."
The principal drank the whiskey in his glass and said with a smile.
Ever since Commissioner Huang was sent to China, Principal Fanzhuo has been traveling abroad. As a leader of the Camarilla, he paid no attention to the academy and the Camarilla, which had already become a mess.
He was alone, sitting quietly in this small and inconspicuous bar, drinking whiskey from his glass.
Men and women passed behind him, and the resident singer in the bar was also performing Russian pop songs affectionately. Seeing this scene, which was the same as a hundred years ago, the principal smiled slightly.
During the Ten Years' War, he came to this bar and met some people.
A hundred years later, he returned here again, also to meet some people.
His wise eyes swept over every scene in the bar. Even though a hundred years had passed, there still hadn't been any major changes here.
The silly elk head still hangs on the wall, and the decoration of the bar has changed slightly, becoming more modern, but you can still see many decorations from the Tsarist period.
The biggest changes are probably just that the drinking glasses have changed, the music played in the bar has also changed, and the painting I liked so much has also disappeared. In addition, many traces of the past can still be seen.
Principal Fanzhuo sighed with a smile as things in the world have changed, but things have changed, but they remain the same.
The principal couldn't help but smile.
In order to let the person who met him find him soon, Principal Fanzhuo turned on his cell phone that he had turned off for a long time. The very next second he turned it on, a call marked "Lovely Vlad" was made.
Come in.
The principal smiled, then held the wine glass, put the mobile phone to his ear and said.
"Hey old man, it's been a long time. Can you call me? If nothing happens, I'd like to..."
Before Principal Van Zhuo finished speaking, Professor Vlad's roar almost deafened his ears.
"Where are you now! Where are you now!!"
In the noisy bar, Principal Fanzhuo reluctantly put the roaring phone in his hand away from his ear and whispered advice.
"Vlad, calm down, it's not that serious. Let's have another glass of whiskey with two cubes of ice."
Principal Fanzhuo, who was wearing a suit and leather tie, politely pushed the empty glass in his hand to the bartender, and said warmly while listening to the slow-paced waltz in the bar.
But Professor Vlad on the other end of the phone almost blew his desk away!
"Where on earth are you! Tell me where on earth are you!!"
"Okay, okay, I'm in Russia and I need to meet some friends later."
Vlad firmly pressed his beating heart and forced himself to calm down.
"Principal, you have never been back to the academy since you sent that guy to China. Do you know what has happened these days?"
Playing with the wine glass in his hand, Principal Fanzhuo said with a relaxed smile.
"What happened? Of course I know, old man, I am the principal after all, I can't know everything. Do you want to tell me about the blood servant? Or do you want to tell me about the two sacred artifacts? Or maybe one of us
There are traitors, and the loss of contact with the Chinese branch and the disappearance of the North American branch are actually related to the traitors within?"
Professor Flood on the other end of the phone fell silent.
Just when the principal thought he had silenced the lovely old man, Professor Vlad's roar sounded again.
"Then do you know that bastard Ribei Shinoyama breaks into my office every day with a knife and wants me to return his students to him? Carl's difficult mother also comes to my office every day crying and complaining about me.
If she doesn't return her son to him, she will pack me up and send me to heaven to exchange for her dear son!"
Professor Vlad slapped his palm on the desk, veins burst out on his forehead, his voice was trembling, and he collapsed!
"Do you know what it feels like to be targeted by two of the most difficult people at the same time? No, three! And Carl's father who can't speak! Not long ago he was sitting across from me, staring at me! You
You should know how scary his eyes are, right? I was stared at by him for six days!!!"
Principal Fanzhuo put down the whiskey in his hand feeling slightly embarrassed.
"It's a sad story indeed."
Professor Vlad almost crushed his phone to pieces.
"Didn't you say hello to the parents of the students before you sent them on missions? Didn't you seek the consent of the parents of the students?"
"Hey, this seems to be your job, right? I am the principal, not the dean of academic affairs. Didn't we divide the work boundaries a long time ago? I am responsible for making big decisions, and you are responsible for handling the details. Communicating with students' parents, isn't this
Is it your responsibility as the dean of students?"
Principal Fanzhuo shrugged his shoulders and said as if he was sorry.
"Of course, their reaction did surprise me. I'm not surprised that Carl's mother loves her son so much. I'm just surprised that Carl's father would also come to see you."
"It's surprising that Ribei Shinoyama's feelings for Chu Zifeng are so surprising. Didn't he already say that Chu Zifeng has nothing to do with him? Old man, don't you think this is interesting? How many days will we meet?
Do you want to create a Patty to laugh at Sasayama?"
Professor Vlad's face, flushed with rage, darkened a little bit.
"Where are you in Russia? I'll book a flight now."
"I'm, I'm in... a bar in Russia."
Upon hearing the principal's reply, Professor Vlad suddenly burst into laughter.
"Really? Dear Principal, are you in a bar? You told me that you are in a "bar" in Russia? Then you must not tell me your specific location, because I am preparing to hold a Patty, whoever comes
They are all girls who have had improper relations with you, including that Miss Shana not long ago."
Principal Fanzhuo smiled slightly.
"We are all voluntary, and it is only for one night. After all, we are all adults. Do you understand what this sentence means?"
"I have the key to your underground museum."
"Old man, we can have a nice talk."
"Then go back to the college and take charge of the work immediately!!!" (To be continued)