The boss had already spotted the new guest at this time and enthusiastically asked him what he wanted to eat.
Chi Yan had no choice but to turn his attention from the black car back to the menu hanging above the counter. After looking around, he chose the simplest beef burger. He thought about it and added another serving of fish and chips.
You can save the hamburgers until you reheat them in the microwave at night, so that you have your own dinner, at least you can put it off until tomorrow before thinking about learning to cook.
For the rest of the day, Chi Yan was a little out of his mind. He couldn't help but think of the strange man he met in the burger shop and the hand he had glimpsed, and even dreamed of it when he was sleeping at night.
He dreamed that the pale hand caressed his body little by little, and even the touch of the palm lines was very clear, but he couldn't see what was on the middle finger of that hand. He couldn't see the face of the owner of the hand, he only knew that he was so provoked that he was so weak that he even took the initiative to put his arms around the other person's neck, sending sweet and seductive kisses one after another, seducing the person to kiss him back... Then he Hearing his own voice, he called out to that person softly...
Chi Yan was sweating profusely, and suddenly woke up from her dream.
In fact, it is not surprising for him to have such a dream at his age, and it will not be too embarrassing, but the object of the dream is a man who only shows one hand, and he is so softly called "husband" "...that's not quite right.
At least for the past 20 years, he has been rooted in a pure and innocent heart, and he has never had such an extravagant and depraved peach-colored dream.
Chi Yan was so frightened that he wanted to call his parents across the ocean to cry that his son was unfilial, and he was about to dedicate himself to the rotten capitalist faceless man in his dream on the third day after he arrived in the capitalist society... But he just wanted to Thinking, of course, can not be put into action.
Besides, it's four o'clock in the morning, and the domestic time is two o'clock in the middle of the night. If you really dare to call home at this time, you'll probably be scared to death first, and then beat him up after learning that it's not a big deal, even if you can't catch anyone now, you have to remember Wait for him to go back and count.
Chi Yan sat up, wiped the sweat on his forehead, picked up the empty water glass on the table, opened the door, and went to the kitchen to collect water.
When passing by the mirror in front of the door, he looked inside to see what he looked like at this time - his eyes were blurred, faintly glowing with water, and his face was flushed.
"..." Chi Yan tightly closed his eyes, shook his head again, opened the door with the cup and walked towards the kitchen, his feet still a little weak. He secretly spurned himself, but it was just a dream, how could he look like he had been ravaged and loved, it was too unsatisfactory.
Chi Yan poured two glasses of cold water in the kitchen to calm down, put the glasses back in the bedroom, and went to the bathroom opposite.
There are five toilets and five bathrooms on this floor, distributed in the middle of the floor. There are two for men, two for women, and one for men and women, and the layout is basically the same. There is no window in the bathroom, there is a sink and a toilet. After entering, lock the door and it is a completely private space.
Chi Yan turned on the faucet on the sink to wash his hands, and by the way he washed his face to wake up. He still remembered his blushing and powerless look in the mirror just now, and it was really unbearable.
The clean water gurgled out of the metal faucet, but it couldn't flow into the pool, but accumulated in the pool, as if the sewer was blocked by something. At the same time, a liquid began to flow upwards from the drainage port below the pool, but it was not pure and colorless water, but a thin, dark red liquid that curled around in strands.
Chi Yan didn't care at first. In the past, sometimes the water released in the school would turn red or yellow due to rust and other reasons.
But he soon discovered that something was wrong—the liquid had a slightly fishy smell, like the smell of blood, but it was not as viscous as blood, and if he had to say it, it was like blood diluted with water.
More and more red liquid entangled with each other and poured out from bottom to top, blending into the clear water in the pool.
Chi Yan didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly turned off the tap and ran out, returning to his room. He didn't make a sound either. He just arrived, and he instinctively didn't want to cause more trouble. What's more, at midnight now, most people are sleeping, and he doesn't know who to report this to.
There is also a sink in each room for daily grooming. Chi Yan hesitated for a while and tried to turn on the faucet of the sink in his room.
The clean water flowed out of it and drained smoothly down the drain at the bottom of the pool.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn't even tell whether the scene he just saw was real or just an illusion caused by his dizziness due to a spring dream.
The time displayed on the mobile phone was already 4:30 in the morning. Looking out the window, the sky in the distance was already white with fish belly. The dormitory building faces the street, and you can see the occasional passing traffic from the window—everything is so peaceful and normal.
Chi Yan threw himself on the bed, turned off the bedside lamp, and closed his eyes.
You should be fine until tomorrow morning.
This time, the hand and his master did not dream again.
The next day was another sunny day with the sun shining brightly. The summer heat smelled of dense vegetation. The midsummer sun was too warm. When going out, I had to put on thick sunscreen, and put on a baseball cap and sunglasses.
The bathroom he went to last night was the closest to his bedroom, just across from it. It was Chi Yan's most frequented one. When he went back in the morning, he found that the sink had been unclogged, everything was normal, and no one had mentioned it.
Chi Yan couldn't tell whether the strange sight she saw last night was her own delusion or just an ordinary sewer blockage accident - maybe it was just some clumsy classmate who blocked the sewer with the bloody fresh beef nuggets sold in the supermarket. , although this conjecture is also very uncomfortable.
But some of the non-hardcover raw beef sold in this supermarket does contain a lot of blood. Maybe this is relatively fresh and suitable for them to fry steak? Chi Yan never buys food and cooks in China. She has no experience in this area, so she can only guess so simply. Jiang Tian also said that the pork in the supermarket here is more fishy than the domestic one, it seems that it is because the blood is not bled during the slaughtering.
Chi Yan didn't put too much thought into these things, and quickly looked forward to today's itinerary.
Sophis is a city built after planning and design. The whole city looks neat and regulated, but it is not large in size and has few attractions to play. Jiang Tian and Chi Yan made an appointment to go out to eat together at noon, then go to a few art galleries and museums that they are very interested in, and come back in the evening to teach him how to cook a simple meal.
The two of them take the bus back and forth. The bus here does not stop at all stops. When you see the bus you want to take, you have to wave in advance. When you get off the bus, you have to press the button to signal the driver in advance. There are vacancies.
Chi Yan sat on the bus and looked at the distant scenery through the car window. The sky was a mess, the sun was shining brightly, but few people were seen, only the green meadows, rolling hills and the low-rise houses of the residents— Most of them are small houses with one or two storeys, and the ten-storey apartment buildings have basically disappeared. The vegetation coverage rate is very high, there is a large forest on the right side of the road, surrounded by a green lake, and every small hill passing by is like a forest park.
Jiang Tian told him that he might encounter kangaroos when climbing the mountain. If he lowered his body and spread his hands to approach them from the front, there is a high chance that they would not run, but would just stand there and let you touch them until they were bored. Run away quickly.
Chi Yan was a little moved.
It is not like a modern city in the 21st century at all, but it is more in line with the imagination of rural idyllic life in literary works.
In the evening, under the supervision of Jiang Tian, Chi Yan finally successfully cooked his first egg fried rice in his life. Now he finally has the capital to feed himself. Jiang Tian made chicken wings with cola and shared them on a plate with him—this was the first time he ate serious Chinese food in so many days, and Chi Yan was so moved that he almost cried.
Jiang Tian suggested to him: "Coke chicken wings are the easiest dishes to make, and it's not easy to make them too unpalatable. Compared with other meats, chicken wings in supermarkets are relatively cheap. You can also try them."
Obviously the name of the dish sounds very difficult. Chi Yan nodded tearfully.
Because the rooms are close together, and where Alex and Emily's refrigerators are located, this kitchen is generally used as well.
Chi Yan often sees Alex and his friends getting together. They are a group of young, tall, fit and good looking young men, both male and female. Chi Yan has also seen them go out in groups in the middle of the night, or go to the roof above the fifth floor with wine to drink and chat.
According to Jiang Tian, although young people like them are not uncommon, there are also many students who are soaking in the laboratory library gym, and they are very motivated in life and study.
"But classes haven't started yet. They should have to devote a lot of their energy to studying when classes officially start in two days." Jiang Tian explained.
Emily is often alone, occasionally baking cakes or cookies with her female friends. She made pasta today, and Jiang Tian gave her a chicken wing made by herself. In return, she also shared two small portions of the food she made for Chi Yan and Jiang Tian. Supermarkets often sell various types of pasta and macaroni in bags. After you buy them, you can cook them and add some sauce. It is a kind of food that students here often cook. Jiang Tian cooking can be as magical as magic.
"I used kangaroo meat today," Emily explained, pointing to her sticky pasta.
Chi Yan has never eaten kangaroo meat, nor has he noticed it in the supermarket. However, his Qin and Han history teacher said that in fact, the people of the Qin and Han Dynasties could eat all kinds of animals and plants that they could see. However, after thousands of years of evolution, the climate and environment of the inland region have changed a lot, and the corresponding eating habits have also undergone great changes. . However, in the southernmost regions such as Guangdong Province, the climate and environment have not changed much for thousands of years, so many dietary traditions have been preserved, such as eating raw fish, eating snakes, roasting meat, etc. It can be said that Lingnan Guangdong is actually a living fossil of Chinese dietary traditions .
So as a descendant of China, how could he be afraid of eating kangaroo meat.
Chi Yan put a chopstick in his mouth, then raised his head and replied politely, "Thank you, it's delicious."
He didn't actually taste the taste of kangaroo meat. On the one hand, it was all finely minced meat mixed in the noodles. On the other hand, the taste of this pasta was really weird and terrible. Indescribable sour taste. And Emily just ate the food she made for two years. Chi Yan couldn't imagine how they survived, not only surviving, but also studying and taking exams... It's really admirable.
It is also possible that he and these Western classmates have fundamental differences in the structure of taste.
He now thinks that the fried rice he cooks is delicious.
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Two days later, the school officially started classes, and Chi Yan gradually adapted to the life here.
The kitchen is a good social environment, and he and the neighbors on the fourth floor have gradually become acquainted while cooking. His cooking skills have also improved a bit, at least he can fry shredded potatoes now.
It was Friday, Alex was cooking steak, Chi Yan was shredding potatoes, and the two were chatting about school by the way.
"My steak is ready, do you want to try it?"
"No, thank you." Chi Yan hadn't dared to try the neighbors' craftsmanship easily since he had tasted Emily's pasta. Besides, Alex loves almost whole-raw steaks. Challenging.
It seems to be embarrassing to the ancestors of Qin and Han.
Chi Yan thought alone, and accidentally cut her index finger.
The knife was very sharp, and even though it only made a small cut, the red blood still gushed out instantly.
The faint smell of blood drifted away.