37. Small Fish Cake Tasting Conference
Lu Rong and Ji Wenfeng returned from the police station in City H and went to school in the afternoon. The whole school knew about Ji Wenfeng's absence from class, and Lu Rong's absence from school, even his classmates didn't pay much attention. Other than his tablemate Guo Jing, the only ones who noticed Lu Rong's disappearance were the rotten girls in the front row. The rotten girl looked at the dark circles under Lu Rong's eyes that hadn't slept all night, her eyes were bright: "Tell mom what you did?"
Lu Rong didn't speak, and sat down without any sense of presence, preparing for the English test.
Rotten girl: "I know if you don't tell me, Ji Wenfeng didn't come to class this morning."
Lu Rong: "..."
Rotten girl: "How far have you developed with him?"
The fat and white Guo Jing came over to listen to the excitement: "What are you talking about (`)"
Rotten girl: "Bg fuck off."
Guo Jing: "I may also be a small subject┐(~)┌"
Lu Rong: "..."
Rotten girl: "No, you can't. Only the white and clean can be Xiaoshou, and the white and fat ones can only be white dough. Go away."
Guo Jing: "_(:3∠)_"
At this time, the rotten girl's front seat finished filling the pen and ink, and found that the paper towels were used up. She walked up to Lu Rong and asked, "Lu Rong, do you have any extra paper towels? Give me a pack." The first half of the question was completely out of politeness, Lu Rong Definitely have extra tissues.
Sure enough, Lu Rong opened the drawer cover, took out a small pack of tissue paper from inside, and pointed a finger at him. On the front desk of the rotten girl, she took out a steel coin from her pocket, threw it and caught it, and pressed it on his desk with a loud sound. Lu Rong stretched out his hand to cover the one-yuan coin, and when he retracted it, the coin disappeared.
The front seat of the rotten girl walked away contentedly with a tissue.
If he has any impression of this classmate who is taciturn, distracted, and seems to have some intellectual problems, it is: Lu Rong always has extra tissues. This is the consensus reached by the students of Class 8 since they entered the school for half a year. Very convenient, 1 yuan a pack.
The rotten girl shook her head: "As for?"
Lu Rong also shook his head, this woman didn't understand anything at all. Buy one get one free in the supermarket. After conversion, the cost of this small bag of handkerchief paper is only about 10 cents, but he sells it for 1 yuan. The key is that customers don’t think it is expensive at all. He can earn more than 100 yuan a month just by sitting in the classroom and selling this small bag of handkerchief paper.
The rotten girl glanced at the tissues in front of her, and found that they were of different brands and colors: "Did you go to stock up yesterday? Did Ji Wenfeng accompany you?"
Lu Rong was overwhelmed, and stared at her coldly: "I'm going to find a girlfriend."
The rotten girl was threatened by him to dismantle the CP again, and her heart felt like a knife, but she didn't back down so easily. Her Zai Zai is married to Ji Wen Feng, she feels that her life has reached its peak, she feels that her life has reached a climax, Zai Zai is unwilling to share the details with her, she is very itchy. With an idea, she bargained with Lu Rong: "My front desk is still recommended to you."
Lu Rong turned a deaf ear.
Rotten girl: "I will recommend more people to buy tissues from you in the future."
Lu Rong still turned a deaf ear.
The rotten girl gritted her teeth, took out ten yuan and slapped it on the table: "I want all your tissues!"
Lu Rong opened the desk board, took out a whole strip of tissue paper and pushed it in front of her, and unpacked two packs of loose ones for her: "I'll give you one more pack."
The rotten girl: "I want so many paper towels to be useful!" She went back and said solemnly, "I want to hear the story between you and Ji Wenfeng!"
Everyone around looked at them in unison: What did the rotten girl just say? Who is Ji Wenfeng's story? what story? Countless eyes wandered to Lu Rong.
Lu Rong opened his eyes and started playing with the pencil case.
Class 8: We must be hearing hallucinations, right? It is impossible for Ji Wenfeng to have any stories with him...
Lu Rong noticed that the atmosphere had calmed down, looked around, put his hands on the table with crossed hands, and solemnly said to the rotten girl, "You can't mention his name in the future."
Rotten girl: "I want to hear about you and your husband."
Lu Rong: "He's not my husband."
The rotten girl flew up and down with a pack of handkerchiefs and knocked on his table: "I paid the money, I'm your big customer. I want to hear something exciting."
Lu Rong: "He slept naked."
Rotten girl: "..."
Rotten girl: "Ahhhhhhhh!"
Rotten girl: "Ahhhhhhhh!"
Rotten girl: "Ahhhhhhhh!"
The English teacher came in with a stack of thick test papers, and found that the number one in English in the class had turned into a screaming chicken, looked at her dotingly and said: "What is so exciting, tell me. "
The rotten girl raised her old mother's smile, turned back shyly and lowered her head: "It's nothing."
Lu Rong stayed up all night, and was given a headache by the rotten girl, so he could only rely on guessing for the next exam. Of all the subjects, only English is really difficult for him, and he doesn't understand why his language talent is so bad. His language civilization is not bad, but if he switches to English, he will have to play ball.
After hurriedly finishing the afternoon class, Ji Wenfeng sent him a WeChat message, saying that Lao Song had skipped work again. Relying on bail for them, Lao Song drove Bentley to the reservoir to go fishing, but he couldn't come back for a while. They have to take their own taxi back at night.
Lu Rong thought about the huge waves that would be caused if he and Ji Wenfeng met at the school gate and fought together, and proposed to split up: Ji Wenfeng went to the supermarket to finish buying the things he didn't buy yesterday, and he went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables .
Ji Wenfeng: "Can't you go to the supermarket to buy?"
Lu Rong answered irrelevantly: "Thank you for taking me out to play yesterday, I want to cook something delicious for you."
Ji Wenfeng: "Hmph~"
Lu Rong: "By the way, bring me some low-gluten flour."
Ji Wenfeng: ok
Lu Rong clenched the phone tightly and stuffed it into his trouser pocket calmly: Plan to pass. Now he is slowly figuring out a way to deal with Ji Wenfeng, as long as he hits the right spot, Ji Wenfeng is easy to coax.
Lu Rong went to the vegetable market to buy various ingredients for experimenting with small fish cakes, went to the supermarket to meet Ji Wenfeng, and the two of them took a taxi home together.
After entering the house, Ji Wenfeng took a shower first. Lu Rong rolled up his sleeves, put on an apron and walked into the kitchen. As expected, the aunt who was in charge of cooking also skipped work today. Ji Wenfeng really broke the boat to let him cook.
Lu Rong killed the fish, washed it, beat it, made live flour, fried it twice in oil, made a few small fish cakes and brought them to Ji Wenfeng's room. Ji Wenfeng had just finished taking a shower, and opened the door wearing a t-shirt and shorts with wet hair.
Smelling the scent of small fish cakes, Ji Wenfeng's eyes lit up, and he said coolly, "What is this?"
Lu Rong didn't talk nonsense with him, put the plate on the coffee table, sat down cross-legged, picked up a small golden fish cake, blew it, and handed it in his direction.
Ji Wenfeng's face was reluctance, but his body sat down numbly and opened his mouth to pick it up, and it burned after taking a bite. He was about to have a seizure, Lu Rong poured him a glass of cold water, put it in his hand considerately, and looked at him tenderly: "Eat slowly."
Ji Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, then started to eat quietly again.
Lu Rong asked kindly: "Is it delicious?"
Ji Wenfeng said arrogantly: "So-so."
Lu Rong: "What's not delicious?"
Ji Wenfeng thought about it carefully: "It's a little light."
Lu Rong: "What else?"
Ji Wenfeng: "The skin is too thick."
Lu Rong: "Hmm, what else?"
Ji Wenfeng: "It's too hot."
Lu Rong: "Okay. I'll use your bathroom." He walked into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, thinking about Ji Wenfeng's suggestion just now. It took 1 minute from the kitchen to Ji Wenfeng’s bedroom, and the eating time should be pushed to at least 3 minutes later; the salt should be increased from 35g to 50g, and the flour should be reduced from 250g to 200g, but less flour means more fish, so it’s worth it. Change to another kind of fish to control the cost price...
Ji Wenfeng: "Did you fall into the pit?"
Lu Rong finished taking notes, got up and flushed the toilet, walked out the door, and said softly, "I'll tidy up your closet."
Ji Wenfeng looked at him for a while, then turned his head: "... up to you."
Lu Rong walked into Ji Wenfeng's dressing room, threw away the pajamas he didn't want, removed his newly bought clothes hangers and trouser hangers, divided the wardrobe into two parts, clean and through, and hung them up according to the length of the clothes and the thickness of the fabric. The shorts and socks are placed in a clean partition drawer, and the out-of-season clothes are folded and bagged in the newly purchased storage box.
"Fold the worn trousers in half and hang them on the detachable trouser rack." Lu Rong demonstrated, "Roll up the clean trousers like this and hide them in the drawer."
Ji Wenfeng: "...who folds pants like this." Lu Rong's folded pants are all barrel-shaped rolls of the same length, and they are extremely clean.
Lu Rong knew that not everyone was as ingenious as himself, so he generously said: "You don't know how to stack, I will stack it for you - pick it up in the clean area, put it through the area, the position of the stack should not be messed up, I will come to check."
Ji Wenfeng didn't know how things turned out that Lu Rong wanted to come to check, so he raised his tone: "This is my dressing room."
Lu Rong: "Are you hungry? I'll cook for you."
Ji Wenfeng: "...Okay. Take it from the left and put it on the right?"
Lu Rong: "That's right. The underwear and socks are here. Change them every day in the order I put them, every seven days."
Ji Wenfeng was slightly startled: "There are rules on which one to wear on the day of the week?"
Lu Rong: "It's like this. You have to change your underwear once a month, but you don't know which pair you've worn for a month. According to the weekly rotation system, you can throw them all away in 30 weeks. You can also avoid having to rotate 7 pairs at the same time. There is no underwear to wear during the rainy season."
Ji Wenfeng actually felt that what he said made some sense: "The socks..."
Lu Rong: "You only wear sports shoes, and I will arrange your socks according to the physical education class schedule. You have physical education classes in Class 1, 3, and 5, so you wear special basketball socks for 1, 3, and 5, and you wear sports socks for the rest of the time. sock."
Ji Wenfeng frowned and looked at a drawer of underwear and socks, feeling that his life was being restrained: "You must have obsessive-compulsive disorder."
Lu Rong: "Are you hungry, I'll cook for you."
Ji Wenfeng thought it would be good to be an obsessive-compulsive: "Is it swung from left to right?"
Lu Rong: "You're so smart—come on, eat one more." He picked up the small fish cake and fed him another one.
Ji Wenfeng ate small fish cakes and stood in his clean locker room, trying hard to review the dressing rules that Lu Rong had set for him. Knowing that he needed some time to learn to digest, Lu Rong gently exited his room.
He found that Ji Wenfeng's pajamas that he threw out just now were missing.
Thinking about it this way, all the idle items he threw out of Ji Wenfeng's room yesterday were also gone.
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