It was already eight o'clock in the evening after finishing the feast from Rosen. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dare to delay. The two gods at home were still hungry.
If this makes the old pig and the great sage so hungry... All the dogs near the community have been eliminated, and the animals in the zoo will probably suffer.
He hurried back home, opened the door and entered. The old pig and the great sage took their places.
The old pig was sitting upright in the armchair and "fighting" fiercely;
The great sage was nestled on the sofa, staring at the TV.
Seeing that the two great gods were there, Zhang Xiaoqiang's anxious heart finally calmed down.
"Xiaoqiang is back." It was Lao Zhu who found Zhang Xiaoqiang standing at the door.
"Hey, I'm back. I'll cook for you." Seeing the old pig and the great sage "working hard and studying", Zhang Xiaoqiang consciously shouldered the responsibility of being a parent.
After cleaning the pot and cooking, Zhang Xiaoqiang spent a huge sum of money to buy a bag of ham sausage in order to make up for yesterday's "guilt".
Cut it into cubes, get some chili peppers, and follow the principle of flowing water slowly, less meat and more chili peppers, Zhang Xiaoqiang stir-fried a quite appetizer.
After the rice is cooked, it is served with pickled radish strips and spicy sauce.
As soon as the food was served, Lao Zhu immediately came over to cook it without being called. As for his teammates in the game... Lao Zhu's explanation is: To make a revolution, you must first fill your stomach. Otherwise, fighting with an hungry stomach is just a hooliganism.
In this regard, Zhang Xiaoqiang also tentatively questioned Lao Zhu: If you come to a "just-go dinner" at any time, aren't you worried that other team members who are missing you will be brutally beaten
Lao Zhu gave an official three-point response: First, using less to fight more is an inevitable situation on the battlefield. Secondly, games are not everything in life. When shit comes, you still have to poop, and when food comes, you still have to eat. You can't abandon everything in reality just for the sake of winning or losing in a virtual world. In the end, no matter how bad the war zone gets in the end, as long as he returns to the battlefield, he can carry everything and reverse the situation.
All in all, I can only say: "This is nothing!"
The old pig enjoyed this meal quite happily, especially the plate of chili and ham. After finishing the meal, the old pig’s mouth was as swollen as a sausage. Even so, he was still a little unsatisfied and sighed: “I didn’t expect Xiaoqiang’s craftsmanship to be so good. It’s a pity. The quantity is a little less.”
Listening to the old pig's praise and looking at the old pig's swollen and sexy lips, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt guilty.
You must know that in order to ensure that the old pig eats more of the food, Zhang Xiaoqiang specially bought the spicy pepper.
But it turns out that in front of real foodies, all your tricks are useless.
Anyway, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't taste even a single ham strip on that plate of chili peppers, but it was all wiped out by the tsunami from Lao Zhu Mountain.
When it comes to eating, Lao Zhu definitely doesn't have the slightest bit of gentlemanly demeanor as a veteran cadre. In Lao Zhu's view, the dinner table is a battlefield.
If you start slowly, you will only go hungry.
Therefore, you must be domineering when eating, and you must have the feeling of being someone else than me.
Never attack someone who can talk, never attack someone who can handle two, always keep the object in both hands, keep the bowl full, and keep your eyes on the dishes on the table, and never let the target fall into other people's bowls.
After dinner, Lao Zhu and Zhang Xiaoqiang each smoked a cigarette, while the Great Sage continued to nest in the corner and admire the lives of the characters in Zhang Xiaoqiang's Magic Weapon.
I asked Mr. Zhu privately if he was still watching Dragon Ball, and he concluded that he was still watching.
As for why Lao Zhu didn't let Zhang Xiaoqiang intervene in this matter, Zhang Xiaoqiang still didn't get the answer.
Lao Zhu responded: "This is the Great Sage's own business, Xiaoqiang, don't get involved."
I understand that it depends on Dragon Ball's involvement in the Great Sage's family, but Zhang Xiaoqiang is quite sure that if the Great Sage continues to be addicted to Dragon Ball, he won't have to run around with monkeys for a long time in the future.
Why, you ask
Naruto, more than six hundred episodes.
Death, over six hundred episodes.
One Piece, more than 700 episodes.
The above is the current number of episodes of Japan's three major migrant animations. As a representative work of Japan's animation, Dragon Ball's length cannot be summarized by the number of episodes. It can only be counted on dozens of fingers.
Therefore, if the Great Sage wants to finish reading this "lifetime" series, he obviously needs to work hard.
"By the way, Xiaoqiang, are there any activities at school today?" Still not forgetting that Zhang Xiaoqiang came back late, Lao Zhu blew out a smoke ring and asked.
Based on this alone, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that Lao Zhu was more humane than the Great Sage.
Although he had not been in contact with the Great Sage for a long time, the latter always made others stay thousands of miles away.
This is completely different from the old pig's approachability.
So now that I think about it, the reason why the great sage made many enemies in heaven may be related to his being too straightforward and not tactful enough.
"Oh, that's it. After school, I went to the supermarket to buy things. I picked up some chicken, wine grains, etc., and planned to get some goods later to practice my stall. I didn't expect to meet Zhao Rosen on the way."
"He... that country's... national treasure?" Scratching his head, the old pig struggled to remember the word.
Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hand with a wry smile: "No, no, it's not a national treasure. Our national treasure of China is the giant panda. Rosen's unit is called National Security Bureau, collectively known as "Guo Jia Security Bureau."
"I understand, I understand, it's the department our Erlang Shen is in charge of." Lao Zhu blurted out with understanding.
Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about it for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Yes, that's pretty much the concept."
"Hey~ Why is he looking after you at night? Is he trying to get you to join their organization again?" The old pig frowned.
Zhang Xiaoqiang spread his hands and shrugged helplessly: "That's right, I just talked about this matter."
"Then you... did Jia join in?"
"I don't want to join, but as you know the problem, Brother Pig, it was someone who helped us solve the problem last time. If I cross the river and check the bridge and someone rejects me, do you think Rosen will give us something good to eat?" "
"There's nothing good about Erlang Shen!" he said out of nowhere, and the Great Sage suddenly intervened to comment.
Although what he said was a little vague and general, it is undeniable that it reflects Zhang Xiaoqiang's current reality to a certain extent.
"So you agreed to do things for him?" Lao Zhu followed up immediately.
Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled bitterly again: "I agreed. Not only did I agree, Rosen also arranged a task for me."
"Ah? It's fast here!" Old Zhu was stunned, and then curiously asked: "What is the specific mission?"
"Pick up girls!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said two words concisely and concisely.
After hearing this, the old pig's frown suddenly relaxed, and his eyes shot out with blazing light: "What did you say!? Picking up girls!? Is there such a good thing in the National AN?"
The Great Sage, on the other hand, jumped up and down without any warning, and directly met Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Stupid! I thought this country's AN was some kind of good department, but I didn't expect that it was actually engaged in the business of kidnapping people!! "
(End of chapter)