Chapter 172: Happy to get beef, hungry after watching blockbusters

Author: Biantang Dancer

Chapter 172: Happy to get beef, hungry after watching blockbusters

We are both young and strong, we have a heavy workload every day, and we eat dinner very late, so a pack of noodles, weighing 10 kilograms, was used up by us in a week. This is just dinner, if we eat it three times a day

If so, it is estimated that the two of us will have to eat at least 20 kilograms a week. Every night, I cook a kilogram of noodles and 6 eggs. After cooking, there is a big pot full of this, including the soup.

Even if we wiped out all the water, it would only be enough for the two of us to be 90% full.

Calculated in this way, the cost of a meal is no more than 5 yuan, because water, electricity, gas, etc. are all paid by the company and cannot be counted as our costs. Although it is just plain water, I did not feel bored. On the contrary, it was already

Very satisfied.

After all, motorcycles are faster. Because I wanted to make a call to a classmate, I got off the car before reaching the entrance of City Garden. After making the call, I walked back along the road. As soon as I reached the door, I saw William coming from the other side of the road.

I came here with a bag of things in my hand.

When asked, it turned out that he returned to Meilin today and found that the beef in the frozen layer of the company's refrigerator was still unsealed. This was something he had bought before, but no one had eaten it. It was three or four kilograms, so he gave it to him.

I brought it back, okay, now I have meat to eat. But it has been at least a few months, can I still eat it? I expressed some doubts, and William couldn't help laughing at me, saying, Arthur, you really

Idiot, do you know what the national reserve is?

Nonsense, of course I know, isn’t it because the country needs to reserve some strategic materials?

Yes, you know, in foreign countries, beef is also a reserve material. A lot of beef is stored for ten or eight years. So do you think it can be eaten?

No? Ten or eight years? I opened my eyes wide, it was so surprising.

Haha, it’s a small sample, it’s so rare, isn’t it? You’ll know later.

I really couldn't believe such a thing, but then I accidentally read a CCTV report saying that a batch of tens of thousands of tons of smuggled beef was discovered in Hunan, which turned out to be the strategic reserve of the United States in the 1970s. Oh my god,

That's older than many people. It's scary to think about it. I really don't know how the diners would swallow it if they knew about it.

But it was only a few months ago, so it shouldn’t be a big problem, so I happily patted William on the shoulder and said, OK, William Zou, I didn’t expect that your kid really knows how to live a good life. I’ll fry some beef sauce later.

How about making beef noodles?

Okay, I was still thinking when I came here. In the past, my colleague always fried it, which was very poor and not delicious at all. I also want to ask how you are going to eat it?

Don't worry, I'll do it and make sure you're happy.

But, Arthur, you see, I have brought meat back, so I won’t wash the dishes or wash the pots this week.

Damn, this guy is such a thief, but what they said makes sense. We are a partnership. Since he contributes the money, I have to contribute, otherwise it's not fair.

I had no choice but to agree to him and say, okay, okay, okay. Who told me to eat other people's food? I have a short mouth.

Hey hey hey, you know what I mean. This kid is jumping up and down with joy.

We went upstairs together and entered the dormitory. William opened Norman's door first and took a look. Oh dear, it's amazing. Norman hasn't gotten up yet. No need to ask. I guess he was watching TV too late last night. No.

It's weird to fall asleep at two or three in the morning.

William wanted to go in and tease him, but I grabbed him and told him to stop talking nonsense and closed the door. I washed my face and watched TV in the living room. The central set 6 was showing Stallone's "First Blood".

", I have watched this before, but not in full. I only watched it intermittently. The film tells the story of Rambo, a veteran who is repeatedly bullied by the police chief in a small town, forcing him to flee into the mountains and be forced to

The story of a counterattack against the police.

Although it is an old movie nearly 20 years ago, looking at it now, it does not feel outdated at all. This is the first time I have seen muscular male beauty on the screen. Stallone inspired China in a very domineering way.

People's aesthetic instinct for men has been suppressed for many years. The atmosphere of the action scenes in the whole movie is tight and compelling. The inner meaning of the little guy fighting against the evil forces makes people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts. Especially Stallone's strong personality and never-ending personality.

The image of the hero who bows his head and cannot be killed is completely different from Jackie Chan's. It also deeply depicts the protagonist's true expression of dissatisfaction with real life.

The movie ended in a highly tense atmosphere for a long time. We both walked out of it. We looked up at the balcony. The night outside had fallen and it was going to be dark soon. I stretched myself and stood there.

He stood up, yawned, frowned and said to William, William, I went to Huidong for a long run today and was exhausted. Why don't you go cook some noodles?

This guy was about to stand up, but when he heard what I said, he immediately lay down on the sofa again, yelling and muttering, "Oh, Arthur, I'm almost exhausted, really."

. Otherwise, we can still follow the previous division of labor, and you cook the noodles.

Damn, I cook it every time, okay?

However, the food I cooked was not delicious. I only cooked it once and you got mad at me. It really made me feel unfulfilled. Look, every time you cook it, no matter how much it is, I will eat it.

I'm so clean, you must be very happy, right? This little kid even praised me with a playful smile.

Damn, I won’t think your cooking tastes bad today, go ahead.

Okay, then if I cook it, I won’t put beef in it. Also, if Norman gets up later and eats the beef, I won’t care.

Hey, I didn't expect this kid to kill me, but this move is very effective. It's not like Norman can't do this, so I can only choose to compromise. In addition, I also know that this kid is very lazy.

If he really doesn't want to move, you can't even pull ten cows up, so I have to say, okay, then you will be responsible for washing the pots and dishes later, okay?

Hey, isn't that right? Didn't we just agree downstairs that you will be the one doing the washing for the next week?

Yes, didn’t we say next week? How can we count today?

If that doesn't work, let's start from today.

Damn it, you're cheating, forget it, I won't cook it anymore, let's eat it tomorrow.

When William saw that I was angry and wanted to give up my game, he quickly begged for peace and kept saying, "Okay, okay, okay, Arthur, I'll wash it, I'll wash it, okay?"

Damn it, couldn't I have said this earlier? Tell me, am I unlucky? What else can I do if I encounter a roommate like this?
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