The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Xiangbei looked at Zhou Ruoyi and said with a smile: "It's good. I've finally achieved the right result. Besides, you know yourself and the enemy. It's better than finding someone outside who doesn't know the basics."

Zhou Ruoyi scolded: "You and Xiang Nan don't know the details."

Zhang Xiangbei said: "Of course, we are childhood sweethearts, but you can also be regarded as childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts who became monks on the way. Come and congratulate you."

Zhang Xiangbei raised his cup as he spoke, and Zhou Ruoyi and Sun Xiangyang also raised it.

Zhou Ruoyi was still driving when she went back later. She drank sour plum juice. Zhang Xiangbei and Sun Xiangyang asked for a shot of beer. They originally wanted two shots, one for each, but Zhou Ruoyi said that there were so many porridge and pork loin soup. , Want to sleep tonight?

Zhang Xiangbei said with a smile: "Fat people can drink more pork loin soup. Whatever you drink will make up for it."

Sun Xiangyang laughed loudly. Zhou Ruoyi came to hit Zhang Xiangbei. Zhang Xiangbei quickly said: "Slip of words, slip of speech."

"The penalty is only one shot." Zhou Ruoyi said.

The rice rolls came first. Use chopsticks to peel them open. Inside is diced pork neck. Put a chopstick into your mouth. The rice rolls are cooked thoroughly with soy sauce. They are smooth, tough and a little burnt. Fragrant and indescribably delicious.

What came next was leek, pork tenderloin and pork loin and chicken soup, each with its own merits. Zhang Xiangbei picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, bit it gently with his teeth, and the chicken burst in his mouth, feeling sour and refreshing. Xiang Bei immediately thought of two words, one was egg pain and the other was egg cracking. He said these two words to Zhou Ruoyi and Fatty Sun, and the two of them laughed for a while.

Fatty Sun imitated Zhang Xiangbei and took one too. Zhang Xiangbei and Zhou Ruoyi both stared at him and clearly heard a "squeak" sound coming from his mouth, and the egg cracked. Then the balls must hurt.

Zhang Xiangbei asked Zhou Ruoyi: "Do you dare to try one?"

"What's this?" Zhou Ruoyi said, "I was deceived by Lin Kunfeng last time and ate it. He told me it was a bird egg."

"They are indeed bird eggs." Zhang Xiangbei said, and Fatty Sun chuckled.

Zhou Ruoyi glared at Zhang Xiangbei and said, "Whatever, I'll tell him to get lost."

As she spoke, she put a piece of chicken into her mouth and ate it with relish. Zhang Xiangbei looked at her and said leisurely:

"If you get used to eating this, it's easy to bite in the wrong place."

Fatty Sun turned his head and spat a mouthful of wine onto the ground with a pop. Zhou Ruoyi blushed and cursed:

"Zhang Xiangbei, I didn't expect you to be such a gangster now!"

Zhang Xiangbei pretended to be stupid and said, "No, what did I say? I didn't even say a dirty word."

Zhou Ruoyi nodded: "You don't say bad words, but your thoughts are very dirty. I will tell Xiang Nan next time."

"It doesn't matter, we are an old married couple." Zhang Xiangbei said, "We often talk like this. Why, when you get to bed, you are all discussing philosophy and the meaning of life?"

When Zhang Xiangbei was talking, he remembered what Wenwen said, and he couldn't help but smile as future generations did not just shout slogans.

Zhou Ruoyi shook her head: "It collapsed, Zhang Xiangbei, you are no longer the Zhang Xiangbei who stood there and held the rubber band for us."

"Yeah, well, if Fatty and I are still like that, you will have committed a crime and seduced Fatty, a minor." Zhang Xiangbei said.

In this round, Zhang Xiangbei won completely.

The three people, mainly Zhang Xiangbei and Zhou Ruoyi, were bickering and seemed tense, but in fact they were enjoying themselves in their hearts.

Fatty Sun talks less now, probably because he is afraid of being hit on the head with chopsticks. He is no longer like before, quarreling with Zhou Ruoyi whenever he meets her, or standing or sitting next to Zhou Ruoyi. Fatty Sun has a slightly lowered eyebrow. Listening to the two of them bickering, he could only stand on the sidelines, sometimes standing next to Zhou Ruoyi, sometimes standing next to Zhang Xiangbei.

Next came the fried rice noodles with noodles and meat. Zhang Xiangbei tasted it and said it was delicious. Zhou Ruoyi told him that the porridge was coming soon, so he should save some time.

Zhang Xiangbei said: "My stomach has been empty since noon, and it is still empty."

Zhou Ruoyi let him continue to eat rice noodles.

The two portions of porridge were served together. The porridge has turned into a transparent rice paste, with chopped green onion and shredded ginger sprinkled inside. All the pig offal, whether it is pork liver, whether it is Tianti Qianqian Shengchong Rice Roll, intestines, etc., are also in the porridge. It turned white and almost transparent.

Zhou Ruoyi scooped a bowl of pig offal porridge for Zhang Xiangbei, and Zhang Xiangbei took a sip. The porridge was a bit sweet, and the fresh pork offal had no smell at all. It was delicious and smooth, making it unforgettable in the mouth.

Zhang Xiangbei pushed the wine glass to the side, as if he was about to start a big battle to drink porridge. He drank three bowls of pig offal porridge before he felt a little satisfied. Then he drank pork liver porridge, which was a bit coquettish. The taste is just right. After four bowls of porridge, I feel comfortable all over and my stomach is a little bloated.

Zhou Ruoyi kept asking if it tasted good, and Zhang Xiangbei kept nodding.

Fatty Sun sat on the edge. No one asked him, and he kept shouting, "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious."

Zhang Xiangbei looked at the porridge pot in front of him. He thought of the Dongguo whole pig he had eaten in Shouguang. He felt that the same pork offal was processed in two completely different styles in the north and the south. One was rich and the other was authentic. For Zhang Xiangbei For people with stomachs in the north, those in Shouguang are suitable to be given with wine, while those here are suitable to be given with words.

Zhou Ruoyi brought Zhang Xiangbei a plate of millet and pepper dipping sauce. She pointed at the porridge pot and said to Zhang Xiangbei:

"The raw intestines here can be eaten with dipping sauce. It's particularly delicious."

Zhang Xiangbei followed his instructions and took a piece of raw intestine, dipped it in the dipping sauce, and put it in his mouth. He bit it into his mouth and it was very chewy. Zhou Ruoyi lowered her head, stared at Zhang Xiangbei, and asked him:

"Is it yummy?"

"It's delicious." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"Isn't it particularly delicious?"

Zhang Xiangbei nodded and said: "Yes"

"Zhang Xiangbei, I didn't expect you to like eating the fallopian tubes of sows so much."

As soon as Zhou Ruoyi finished speaking, Fatty Sun made another "poof" sound. This time, a mouthful of porridge sprayed all over the floor, and then he burst into laughter.

Zhang Xiangbei stared at Zhou Ruoyi. The raw intestine in his mouth was not good if he swallowed it, and it was not good if he didn't swallow it. He knew that Zhou Ruoyi was taking revenge on the chicken in front of him.

Zhang Xiangbei paused for a moment and continued to bite the empty intestines. After a while, he swallowed the raw intestines and said to Zhou Ruoyi:

"I didn't expect the fallopian tube to be so delicious. Next time I'm going to eat the baby's placenta."

"Disgusting!" Zhou Ruoyi cursed angrily, and Zhang Xiangbei laughed proudly.

The last thing that came out was a large plate of steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce. The chef put the unused pork offal in the porridge and steamed it together. At this time, Zhang Xiangbei's stomach was a little full from the porridge, but he still started eating and resisted. I can't resist this temptation.

At about the same time as Steamed Pork Ribs with Black Bean Sauce, there was a call from Wu Huan. Wu Huan had arrived in Shenzhen, and he was having supper with Lin Kunfeng and the others. When they arrived in southern cities, it seemed like the whole day would not be complete without supper. It was a bit It doesn't make sense.

Lin Kunfeng knew that Zhang Xiangbei and the others were also having a midnight snack, so he shouted: "Let me guess, it's either Baoye Road or Xihua Road, right, Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Xiangbei pulled the camera away, and Lin Kunfeng saw it at a glance and shouted:

"Haha, have you gone to Shawan? Stop watching, stop watching. If you continue to watch, I won't be able to eat anymore."

After hanging up Wu Huan's call, Wenwen and Li Wei's calls came in again. They were still busy in the unit. Zhang Xiangbei couldn't bear to let them see so many delicious foods. He stood up and walked out, squatting Video chat with them on the side of the road and listen to their reports on the current situation in the company in Beijing and Hangzhou.

After returning from the video, they felt there was room in their stomachs again. Zhang Xiangbei and Fatty Sun continued to drink, and Zhou Ruoyi also allowed them to have a second shot.

Zhang Xiangbei's cell phone rang. It was Gu Gong. This time, Zhang Xiangbei didn't stand up and walk out. Instead, he opened the video and told Gu Gong that he was having a late-night snack. The pig offal porridge here was so delicious. I never knew that pork offal could be so delicious when it’s fresh.

Gu Gong asked Zhang Xiangbei to take pictures of each dish for him. He asked Zhang Xiangbei to get closer and closer, and then kept asking Zhang Xiangbei questions. The Ginger in the porridge was the result of Gu Gong's question. Yes, he then asked, is there any pepper?

Zhang Xiangbei said he couldn't taste it.

"Where's the baking soda? I mean in the porridge." Gu Gong said, and Zhang Xiangbei said, I don't know that either.

"Okay, I'll give it a try when you and I return to Hangzhou. You can taste the difference. Our offal is also very fresh. It comes directly from the slaughterhouse every day. It only takes an hour in between. There's no problem at all. No." Gu Gong said.

Before Zhang Xiangbei said anything, Zhou Ruoyi and Sun Xiangyang became interested. Zhou Ruoyi shouted: "Gu Gong, you are saying that you can make such delicious porridge in Hangzhou, is it true?"

"It should be possible." Gu Gong said, "Unfortunately, when I went to Guangzhou last time, you didn't take me to try it. Once I taste it, I will know how it is made, and I will be 100% sure."

Zhou Ruoyi said a little embarrassedly: "Weren't you busy last time? It takes more than an hour to get here from the company. Gu Gong, if you come in a few days, I will definitely bring you here."

"Okay, then I will make the same delicious porridge in Hangzhou, so that you can open the same porridge shop." Gu Gong said.

The three of them returned to the logistics base. The workshop was still brightly lit. Zhang Xiangbei wanted to visit the workshop, but Zhou Ruoyi said no, let's do it tomorrow.

"Why?" Zhang Xiangbei asked, confused.

Zhou Ruoyi said: "You two smell of alcohol. Are you going now to intensify the conflict between labor and capital? The workers are still busy in the early hours of the morning. Seeing two drunk guys coming in, will there be evil capitalists? Sense of déjà vu?”

Zhang Xiangbei and Sun Xiangyang laughed, but they felt that Zhou Ruoyi's words made sense. Going to the workshop with this image was indeed a bit fucked up.

When he arrived in Guangzhou, Zhang Xiangbei did not stay in a hotel. Instead, he told Sun Xiangyang on the phone that he could just stay in his dormitory. If there was a bed, he would sleep on the sofa. If there was no bed, he would sleep on the sofa. If there was no sofa, he would sleep on the floor.

Sun Xiangyang's dormitory was in the same house as Zhou Ruoyi, with two rooms and one living room, Zhou Ruoyi had a room, and Sun Xiangyang had a room. When Zhang Xiangbei came, Sun Xiangyang made another bed in the room.

In Guangzhou in December, the daytime temperature is more than 20 degrees and the night time is more than 10 degrees Celsius. In Lao Guang's opinion, it is already freezing. He put on his down jacket and covered himself with a duvet, but for Zhang Xiangbei and others, People who come from colder places find this temperature and climate very pleasant. A straw mat and an air-conditioned quilt are enough at night.

As soon as she entered the room, Zhou Ruoyi got into her room and took a shower. Hers was the master bedroom with a bathroom inside.

Zhang Xiangbei and Fatty Sun had to go to the bathroom connected to the living room outside to take a shower. Zhang Xiangbei returned to the room after taking a shower and told Sun Xiangyang that it was your turn. Sun Xiangyang said that he would wait a moment and there was no rush.

Zhang Xiangbei sat on his bed and stared at Sun Xiangyang's bed opposite. He saw that the quilts on Sun Xiangyang's bed were neatly folded. He thought to himself, this fat man has changed so much. When did he become so neat?

Sun Xiangyang became uncomfortable when he saw Zhang Xiangbei staring at his bed. Zhang Xiangbei looked at him and suddenly realized, no wonder he said he was not in a hurry. It's not that he was not in a hurry, but he was embarrassed. Zhang Xiangbei asked:

"Fat man, when I'm not here, won't you sleep here at night?"

Sun Xiangyang chuckled.

Zhang Xiangbei scolded: "Go away, go away, I asked you, fat man, how can you be so honest? Why the hell are you even bothering to make a bed for me? Can't I just sleep on your bed? Go away, go away." , don’t be embarrassed, it doesn’t matter if you make noise at night, I sleep deeply, you can’t wake me up.”

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