Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

The originally good atmosphere was instantly shattered by Meng Zezhi's incomprehensible words.

Ye Jingzhou sighed slightly in his heart, half resigned and half resigned to his fate, he said: "Come with me."

Ye Jingzhou directly led Meng Zezhi to the state-run hotel next to the county government.

Seeing Ye Jingzhou approaching, the waiter quickly led them into the box.

"See what you want to eat?" Ye Jingzhou handed a handwritten menu to Meng Zezhi.

Meng Zezhi took the menu and looked at it: "I want a deep-fried prawn, a spicy chicken, and a bowl of haggis soup."

It turned out to be his favorite food, Ye Jingzhou couldn't help but curled his lips, as if thinking of something, he looked up at the waiter: "By the way, is there any more stewed beef?"

"Yes." The waiter said quickly.

"Cut a plate here." Saying that, Ye Jingzhou looked back at Meng Zezhi, and explained: "The chef here has a good skill in braised meat, but due to the shortage of meat supply, he can only supply a few catties a day, so this dish The dishes are not on the menu, and if you don’t come over from acquaintances, you won’t be able to eat them.”

As for what kind of person can become an acquaintance of a state-run hotel, the answer is self-evident.

"Ah."

The food came quickly.

Meng Zezhi bit the pancake, buried his head in the half-full meal, and finally slowed down. He asked, "Secretary Ye, how many days can you take for your annual leave?"

Ye Jingzhou couldn't help clenching the chopsticks in his hand: "Five days."

Meng Zezhi said nonchalantly: "I called my second son and told him that I won't be going home for the New Year this year, and let them figure it out."

Lin Erde works as a mathematics teacher in the commune primary school, and there is a public telephone in the school.

But Ye Jingzhou understood, and he gasped for breath: "Then where do you live now?"

Meng Zezhi gave him a meaningful look: "Guest house."

Ye Jingzhou's heart was pounding, he knew what Meng Zezhi wanted, he tried to interrupt the topic, but he couldn't control his mouth: "Why don't you come to my house, my house is still free Room……"

When he said the next few words, he gradually lost his voice, and finally he didn't even have the courage to look directly at Meng Zezhi.

"Okay." Meng Zezhi curled his lips.

After dinner, before it was dark, Meng Zezhi led Ye Jingzhou to the guest house.

Meng Ze knew a lot of things, one-third was given by the Bao family; one-third was given by the family who quarreled with Mrs. Bao, how could the family who can be neighbors with the Bao family be ordinary people? ——After all, the old lady had a stroke, and their family had to bear half of the responsibility; the remaining third was sent by other people who asked him to see a doctor. When he was at Bao's house, he also received a few doctors in his spare time The person I found, now he is registered among a small group of people in Huzhou.

Because the New Year's Eve is approaching, most of the things they prepare are food, which are difficult to buy in the market.

"There are too many things, let's put them here first." Meng Zezhi simply packed up some things he needed.

"Yeah." Ye Jingzhou was so nervous that he was completely out of shape.

Ye Jingzhou's residence was allocated by the county, with a small area of ​​[-] square meters, which happened to be divided into two rooms and one living room, because the building was newly built, with a kitchen and bathroom, unlike those old-fashioned tube buildings, in order to save space, more than a dozen households Share a kitchen.

"You can stay here." Ye Jingzhou pushed open the door of the guest room, pretending to be calm and looking at Meng Zezhi.

"En." Meng Zezhi said that he didn't care, but just lingered on the door of the next room for a long time while meeting Ye Jingzhou's gaze, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Ye Jingzhou blushed instantly.

That night, Meng Zezhi stayed in the guest room.

Suddenly a person lived in the house, and he was still the man he was thinking of.

Ye Jingzhou was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

Love is so wonderful, even though we have only known each other for a few days, Ye Jingzhou feels that his fate with Lin Suihan has spanned thousands of years.

He was riding on the quilt, rubbing his face on the pillow, and suddenly regretted putting him next door...

As the New Year's Eve is approaching, every household has to buy new year's goods, but the supplies in the market are tight, and all the goods have to be queued up to buy them. Ye Jingzhou usually takes three meals a day in the government canteen. The two Chinese cabbages and a small handful of green onions I brought back.

Because there were too many things to prepare, Meng Zezhi had to act separately from Ye Jingzhou.

When Ye Jingzhou came back with his things, Meng Zezhi had already bought all the ingredients and was busy making snacks.

Ye Jingzhou coughed lightly, and began to report his harvest: "There are too many people who bought pork, and I didn't make it to the queue. It happened that there were not many people in the mutton shop next door, so I bought some mutton and came back."

The price of pork and mutton is about the same, both a little more than one yuan, but mutton is sold with bones. In this era when fat meat is more popular than lean meat, ordinary people are reluctant to spend this money, so they line up to buy mutton There are not many people.

Meng Zezhi didn't care: "Then don't make braised pork, but braised mutton instead."

"Well," Ye Jingzhou continued, "By the way, a new batch of seafood arrived at the seafood store today. I saw that the oysters were quite fresh, so I bought some."

Meng Zezhi followed him in everything: "Okay, let's add charcoal-grilled oysters."

The more he talked, Ye Jingzhou's voice became weaker: "Also, when I came back on the road, I happened to meet an old man who was selling soft-shelled turtles and eels. I thought it was pitiful, so I bought some."

"That's it," Meng Zezhi responded casually, "Then add another stewed soft-shelled turtle soup."

When stewing soft-shelled turtle soup, rice field eel can be used as an ingredient. This dish also has a pleasing name, called Snake Turtle Longevity.

etc--

Mutton, oysters, soft-shelled turtles, eels...

Meng Zezhi seemed to understand something, he said calmly, "But there are only two of us, can we finish cooking so many dishes?"

Ye Jingzhou's tone was light: "Then let's not make sauced big bones and stewed vegetables."

Anyway, mutton and oysters must be kept.

"Okay." Meng Zezhi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Listen to you."

In a blink of an eye, it was the night of New Year's Eve.

There is nothing to say about Meng Zezhi's craftsmanship, and the two of them ate a New Year's Eve dinner heartily and cleverly.

There are no Spring Festival Gala or fireworks shows to watch during the Chinese New Year in this era. The only source of entertainment is the radio that broadcasts programs at a fixed time every day.

Listening to the New Year's greetings from the leaders of the country, Ye Jingzhou came out after washing the dishes, his eyes wandered, and his breathing was short: "The hot water is ready, do you want to take a bath?"

"I'm not in a hurry," Meng Zezhi pretended to be listening carefully, "Why don't you wash it first."

"Oh." Ye Jingzhou was a little disappointed.

Hearing the sound of dripping water, Meng Zezhi snapped the switch of the radio, rolled up his sleeves, got up and walked to the bathroom.

When he got there, he put his hand on the doorknob and turned it lightly.

"...Wait, you, why did you come in..."

"The radio is broken, I can't hear it anymore, let's wash it together!"

"...No...too fast, stop...don't touch there..."

"Okay, okay, I won't touch it, you wash it yourself."

"...Don't, I can't do it anymore, stop..."

"...can't stop, the turtle in my stomach hasn't finished digesting..."

The author has something to say:

Ye Jingzhou: Where's the cucumber you agreed to hit, drop it!