Chapter 1017 Business

Chu Zihang was awakened by the sweet smell of sugar-osmanthus. He opened his eyes and saw a pair of dark eyes full of cleverness and eccentricity close at hand. They were a pair of eyes belonging to a beautiful girl. From there, he Looking at their reflections so clearly, the distance between them now would make them kiss like sleeping beauty or murder their husband with a pillow in a traditional TV series.

It took Chu Zihang, who was lying flat on the bed, less than a second to recognize who this beautiful face was, and expressionlessly let go of the sharp cold iron held in his sleeves.

The owner of the pupils seemed a little surprised by his awakening, but his excellent emotional control allowed him to immediately suppress his surprise. He calmly shook the spoon placed in front of his nose and said, "Senior brother, speak up. Take your medicine."

Chu Zihang pushed Xia Mi's wrist away and put the spoon filled with Tremella soup back into the soup bowl. He sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt and looked around. After making sure that there was no third party, he said, "How will you be here."

"Prisoner No. 9527 is out! You have an application for prison visit!" Xia Mi read out the order to Chu Zihang pretending to be serious, "Your relatives brought you tremella soup, and I order you to drink it on the spot and not to waste it!"

Chu Zihang looked at the bowl in Xia Mi's hand. It was indeed white fungus soup, which was also the source of the sweet smell he suddenly smelled while resting. Under special circumstances, he usually sleeps very lightly, and the approach of even the slightest irritating factor will wake him up. Putting a spoonful of tremella soup with sugared osmanthus in front of his nose is like letting him smell smelling salts directly.

But even so, Chu Zihang still took another look at Xia Mi. He woke up because of the scent of sugar-osmanthus flowers. If Xia Mi didn't play a prank, would he have never been able to notice that such a big living person was approaching?

This idea just passed through his mind briefly without thinking about it deeply. For the time being, he just thought that he had been tense during this period, and he was a little careless after falling asleep and relaxing.

"Senior brother, do you want to drink Tremella Soup? I made it specially for you." Xia Mi, who was squatting on the withered yellow grass, put the bowl over and looked forward to it.

"Have you met anyone else before me?" Chu Zihang asked, looking at the camera in the corner of the training warehouse without leaving any trace.

"You feel a little unhappy because you are not the first person to be taken care of by your junior sister?" Xia Mi said with evil intentions.

"I'm not unhappy." Chu Zihang looked at the white fungus soup in his hand, paused and said, "I'm very happy, thank you."

This reaction is destined to disappoint Xia Mi. It really confirms the reputation of Chu Zihang in the academy. You can't be "tea-like" to a piece of wood. A tall and excellent piece of wood is born with high-quality growth. Tea leaves, but no tea leaves can eat the wood. The final result is either withered or picked away. The tea leaves are replaced again and again, but the wood is always the same one buried in the ground. , the spring breeze blows the buds.

"It's boring." Xia Mi held his chin and looked at Chu Zihang who was holding the white fungus soup, "Try it, try it and comment!"

Chu Zihang scooped up a spoonful of Tremella soup and put it in front of his eyes for inspection, then sniffed lightly, and finally put it into his mouth to taste. The process was as professional as a food critic, but in Xia Mi's eyes, the big boy in front of him Going through this process with this cold, paralyzed face is more like testing poison before a meal than appreciating delicious food.

"It tastes good, but I should have added too much sugar-osmanthus." Chu Zihang put down his spoon and commented.

"I asked you to comment, but you really took it seriously!" Xia Mi was very annoyed. He was just trying to get the other person to praise him, but it was as if he didn't understand!

"Did I say something wrong?" Chu Zihang was suddenly at a loss. He even flicked his tongue to taste the lingering sweetness in his mouth. According to his taste habits, this bowl of Tremella Soup indeed contained too much sugar and osmanthus. .

Normally, a bowl of Tremella soup with one-third of a spoonful of sugar and osmanthus would be sweet enough, but judging from the sweetness he tasted now, this bowl of Tremella soup contained at least a spoonful of sugar and osmanthus. Although it is not overly sweet, the overall taste seems to overwhelm the sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Senior brother, if a girl comes to see you specially to make food for you, you shouldn't be so picky about the taste!" Xia Mi almost shouted, but he still raised his chin and looked at Chu Zihang and asked, "Do you really want to eat more?" Is it done? How much should I put in?"

"Have you tasted it?" Chu Zihang asked.

"No"

"Don't you ever taste the food you make?"

"Someone tasted it for me. In fact, he suggested that I put in the sugar-osmanthus. There are quite a few kind-hearted people in the school."

"A bowl of white fungus soup with one-third of a standard silver spoon of sugar and osmanthus is enough." Chu Zihang said.

"But Senior Brother Lu Mingfei said that the sweetness is just right. I even asked him how it was."

That's because the words he eats always taste sweet pop up in Chu Zihang's mind and he stops. The spoon in his hand is placed silently beside the bowl.

He suddenly realized that he subjectively thought that this bowl of Tremella Soup had too much sweet-scented osmanthus, which was based on his strict control over sugar intake. In fact, the sweetness of this bowl of Tremella Soup was not overly sweet. For example, Lu Mingfei thought it was just right.

Xia Mi said that someone else suggested she put the sugar osmanthus in the Tremella Soup, so the taste of the whole bucket of Tremella Soup was also based on that person's preference. Xia Mi just came to Kassel College and didn't know many people, not to mention the Tremella Soup and the How many people can teach her about a purely Chinese niche dessert like sugar osmanthus in a traditional German school opened in the United States?

As far as Chu Zihang knew, Lu Mingfei's food had always tasted sweet. On the night he stayed up late in the coastal city waiting for the raid on Runde Building the next morning, he saw Lu Mingfei drinking coffee and adding sugar to it. , he just wanted to say that if you don’t like the bitter taste of coffee, you can actually drink milk tea. Then he turned around and saw Lin Nian passing by with a cup of Youlemei. Lu Mingfei ran to take a sip and almost got double creamer. The milk tea with sugar was so hard that I realized that Lin Nian always made double portions of milk tea because of his high physical exertion.

"How many white fungus soups have you made?" Chu Zihang asked.

"More than half a barrel, it's too heavy to carry."

Chu Zihang glanced at the thermos bucket and roughly understood that there were two other people whose activities were restricted like him. Su Xiaoqiang was the one he knew. The other one was now certain to be Lu Mingfei. Lin Nian was not among them. So did you hide in anticipation of the investigation team’s actions?

"Why did it arrive at night?"

"Wow, senior brother, did you hear what you said in human language?" Xia Mi was shocked, but under Chu Zihang's gaze, he still answered the question honestly, "The person who taught me how to make Tremella soup said that it should be done slowly and slowly. Don't be impatient, otherwise it will burn. He also asked me to go to class in the afternoon, and he has friends with good skills who will personally help me watch the fire. "

Chu Zihang nodded to show that he understood. He understood all the messages Lin Nian wanted to convey with this bowl of white fungus soup - although maybe even Xia Mi didn't realize the underlying meaning in it.

For some information, Xia Mi needed to force words into Lu Mingfei's mouth to make him understand. But in Chu Zihang's case, she didn't even prepare to do a stand-up comedy, and the other party had already figured out the situation outside. .

".Aren't you going to see your brother?" Chu Zihang raised his head and asked Xia Mi after he recovered.

"Went there at noon."

"If you go at noon, why don't you go in the evening?" Chu Zihang was a little confused. He always felt that Xia Mi's attitude towards Xia Wang was a bit strange. If you want to say "cold", but every time Xia Mi talked about the past with Xia Wang, She is always so heart-warming, but in the various details of reality, it is not difficult to see that this girl is a little careless and careless towards her brother. It can even be said to be laissez-faire.

"That's what I said. But he wants others to see him more than me, right?" Xia Mi said casually, tilting his head and looking out the window.

Chu Zihang suddenly understood when he looked at the expression on Xia Mi's side face, and also looked out the window. He specifically chose to visit at night. Is Lin Nian ready to take action tonight?

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Garden of Eden, Beeson House.

Lin Nian stood in front of another electronically locked iron door. Before swiping the door with his black card, he knocked on the door three times long and three short according to the code given to him by Xia Mi, and then opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he met a pair of blue eyes. Xia Wang was standing at the door waiting for him. The moment he saw Lin Nian, his eyes welled up with visible joy.

See yourself so happy? Lin Nian didn't understand where Xiawang's joy came from, so he didn't think he was bringing him potato chips, right? But it's a pity that today he only came to deliver white fungus soup, and he didn't bring snacks like potato chips that make noise when squeezed, which is not conducive to sneaking in.

Before he could speak, Xia Wang took his hand and led him inside. He followed the boy into the room and was taken all the way inside.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Nian picked up the thermos bucket in his hand and said, "I brought you white fungus soup. Your sister said you like sweet things. Not eating all the time will hurt your stomach. I heard your sister said Your physical condition is not good to begin with, and if you don't eat all the time, you will easily get into trouble."

Lin Nian put down the thermos bucket and opened it to serve him the white fungus soup. Before he handed the bowl out, he found that the other person handed him a bowl first.

He looked down and was stunned. It was half a bowl of cold Yangzhou fried rice.

Xia Wang handed the bowl to Lin Nian, "Would you like to eat?"

Lin Nian took the half bowl of rice. Looking at the way the rice was completely cold, it was not difficult to guess that it was the leftovers he had eaten when Xia Mi came to see him at noon, or that it was specially left behind.

This guy wouldn't think that he was locked up just like him, would he? Are you worried that you will go hungry without eating, so you deliberately leave half of the food brought by your sister who thinks you are "safe" for yourself? Now that I finally saw myself in peace, I immediately dug out the stored food to feed myself.

What is this? Do you think of yourself as a cub with the same mother? How long has their friendship been? Is it more than half a month?

"I'm not too hungry." Lin Nian took the bowl, but still did not choose to eat the cold fried rice.

Xia Wang hesitated for a while after seeing Lin Nian refuse, then made up his mind and ran back to the bed, turned over a few times, and finally dug out a bag of original potato chips and handed it to Lin Nian, "This is delicious, but don't When you’re done eating, save some.”

Lin Nian could see that Xia Wang's eyes were full of reluctance. He took the potato chips silently, guessing that these were the snacks that Xia Mi brought him at noon. He still remembered that he went to the supermarket when he first met him. Lizuo was taking other people's potato chips, and he seemed to really like puffed food.

Lin Nian tore open the potato chips and symbolically took one in his mouth to crush it. He handed the bowl with the white fungus soup over and said, "Okay, I'll eat it, and you should drink the soup too."

Xiawang saw Lin Nian eating potato chips, then he took the bowl and started eating.

Lin Nian didn't say a word, just presented bowl after bowl of white fungus soup to Xia Wang. After feeding him and burping on the bed, Lin Nian slowly put away the thermos bucket and bowls.

Xia Wang sat on the bed and watched Lin Nian put away the dishes. It was not until finally Lin Nian was about to leave that he said with a hint of reluctance, "Are you leaving?"

"We still have business to do tonight." Lin Nian said calmly, "Don't worry about me and your sister, you can just eat every meal." At the end, he added, "I will come again tomorrow. Eat the potato chips when you should, don't keep them like treasures, I will bring them to you, or just ask your sister to bring them to you."

Xia Wang looked at Lin Nian and nodded to show that he understood. He sat quietly on the bed and watched Lin Nian leave with the thermos bucket.

After closing the door behind him and blocking Xia Wang's sight, Lin Nian's shoulders gradually relaxed.

I don't know why being stared at by Xia Wang always makes Lin Nian a little uncomfortable. He feels like he is being roasted by a warm stove. Although the heat is very comfortable, it makes him a little uncomfortable now. He even said Flustered?

"In general, I became a father and a mother all at once. I was unprepared, so I was naturally upset and at a loss." The blond girl leaned close to Lin Nian's ear and leaned on his back, laughing.

Hearing the familiar teasing voice, Lin Nian subconsciously raised his hand to pinch the elusive little ghost girl's face from below, but the person behind him deftly dodged it, spinning and dodging like a ballet, and moved to the side. Leaning against a wall just out of reach.

Lin Nian turned his head and looked at this little bitch who deserved to be hung up and beaten. His hanging eyes probably meant he was silently asking her why she suddenly jumped out. You can’t just be greedy for a piece of Tremella soup, right?

"Why, can't you come out and say hello if you have nothing to do?" The blond girl, who was still dressed in light white clothes and looked shiny under the white light in the corridor, greeted Lin Nian with a smile, "Good evening, my dear."

Lin Nian ignored her witticism and silently began to prepare in his heart, because past experiences told him that if the blond girl suddenly jumped out without warning, something must have happened.