Chapter 104 Deviled Egg Porridge

The three of them wanted to walk side by side when they went back, but the boy Heidou seemed to be displeased with the mountains today, and he always deliberately provoked the mountains on the way back, so everyone could only be separated by about ten meters, shouting loudly. of.

As soon as he got back to the fence and put the Quarter Horse back into the stable, Jian Heng said to Black Dou to play. Seeing the mountains and fire lilies being pulled into the stable, the guy ran to find Daniel They went.

  As for Barley and Wheat, pull the horse back to the stable, brush the horse, buckle the hooves and so on.

  Once a horse reaches a high level, it will naturally become expensive. Unlike horses used in pastures, they can survive if they are dealt with casually. Race-level horses are like raising expensive pet dogs. It is too much trouble.

   Jian Heng ignored the two sisters, went back to the room to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, and left the small dormitory.

  Just when he went out, he found that Zhao Changshan had already arrived in the pasture, but now he was not working, he was tilting his head, holding his arms and smilingly looking up at a tree in a daze.

  Jian Heng saw it and said to his heart: What the **** is going on this morning, the two coaches have to pay their salaries in advance, and the chef doesn't cook to watch the big tree!

   Walking up to Zhao Changshan, Jian Heng said: "Hey, brother Zhao, you are not a chef, are you going to change to physics?"

  Zhao Changshan jumped a little at Jian Heng's sound, turned around and saw that it was Jian Heng, so he let out a sigh of relief: "So it's you, can you make a little noise when you walk?"

   "What did you say about entering physics? What's the point of this joke?" Without waiting for Jian Heng to say anything, Zhao Changshan asked curiously again.

  Jian Heng said: "It's not about switching to physics. At this time, if you don't cook, you run here to look at the trees. Isn't it just waiting for the apples to fall from the trees and hit your head?"

  Jian Heng is talking about Newton's story, but who knows that Zhao Changshan didn't think about apples at all, his eyes are on maple trees.

  Seeing that Zhao Changshan was still blinking, he looked like an old man who didn't understand what you said, so he could only say: "Hey! You just pretend that I didn't say anything, what are you looking at?"

  Zhao Changshan stretched out his hand and pointed at the tree pole: "See? I have the foresight!"

Following the direction of his fingers, Jian Heng saw the naked chicken from last night, now the chicken is standing on the branch of a big tree, walking on the branch with small steps Walking, very like some domestic leaders.

   If Zhao Changshan hadn't pointed it out, Jian Heng wouldn't have noticed it if he didn't pay attention.

   "What does this have to do with you?" Jian Heng didn't understand why the things he tossed up had something to do with you, Zhao Changshan.

Zhao Changshan stretched out his thick fingers triumphantly: "From the moment I saw this chicken, I felt extraordinary! Have you seen it? It can jump so high. It must have strong muscles. Such a chicken will be produced as a breeder in the future. If the eggs are good, the chickens that hatch must be good too... ".

   "I remember last night you said that next year's Christmas would be its memorial day, but this morning you suddenly became wise and powerful again?" Jian Heng slapped his face unceremoniously.

  Zhao Changshan pretended to be stupid and said, "I said so?"

   Seeing Jian Heng nodded affirmatively, Zhao Changshan said again: "I'm just cooperating with you. You can't let your boss say to kill the chicken, and my part-time job says no! But now I solemnly suggest: this chicken can't be killed!"

   "Okay!" Jian Heng said so, and couldn't help slandering Zhao Changshan in his heart: I didn't realize it before, Brother Zhao, you are very naughty?

   "What are you two watching?"

   I don’t know when Damai and Mai came over, seeing Jian Heng and Zhao Changshan stretching their heads side by side, so they also tilted their heads to look.

  Zhao Changshan stretched out his finger to touch the chicken, and said what he said before in a showy manner.

  There is nothing interesting about a chicken climbing a tree. It’s just that the tree on this chicken is a bit taller. Besides, the sisters don’t care about it now. The purpose of coming to Jian Heng is not to see the chicken, but for something else.

"money!"

  Looking at the hand stretched out by Barley or Wheat, Jian Heng asked, "What money?"

   After speaking, I remembered, so I said again: "Do you want it now?"

   "Do you think the tickets will be available then?" I don't know if it was Barley or Wheat that said.

   "Okay, okay! By the way, is the credit card okay?" Jian Heng reached out and took out the wallet from his pocket, and took out the credit card from it. They wanted to book tickets online. Cash is definitely useless, and a credit card is better.

  The two sisters glanced at each other: "The cheapskate is so generous today?"

   "Stop thinking about it, the total amount is three thousand dollars!" Jian Heng said with a grin.

   "You only have a quota of 3,000?" The two sisters couldn't believe it. How could a person like Jian Heng only have such a small quota? People in banks are blind.

  Jian Heng said: "I'm not used to owing people money, so they didn't ask them to increase my rate even if they wanted to! Come on, hurry up and grab tickets."

  Send off the two happy sisters, Jian Heng left Zhao Changshan to continue looking at the chickens on the tree, while he turned around and walked to the dormitory to see how his students were sleeping.

   "When will you ask them to get up for dinner?" Zhao Changshan saw Jian Heng leaving, so he didn't look at it himself, and asked as he walked behind Jian Heng.

  Jian Heng said: "Didn't it be agreed to set it at 8:00 in the morning, and there is still about an hour, why? Are you in a hurry?"

"It's nothing. The porridge has been cooked, and the buns will be put in the basket immediately. I just want to ask, what is the standard for these people in the future? Those fat people can really eat it! They eat a lot more than the guys in the gym. They are just like a small rice bucket , according to gym standards, it really costs a lot of money!" Zhao Changshan said.

Jian Heng thought for a while and said: "This issue will be like this first, increase the amount of vegetarian dishes, and reduce the amount of meat dishes. Hey! Who would have thought of this. From now on, you will be charged for additional meals. It depends on the specific situation, anyway. There's still a month left."

  It is not without reason that these fat people are so fat. Not picky eaters are the basic elements of growing into a fat person, so it is natural to eat ruthlessly.

  Besides, Chinese food is really delicious. Zhao Changshan has also touched some American temperaments in the United States for so many years. The taste of Chinese food has not changed, but it is easy to adapt to American tastes.

  Of course, today’s preserved egg porridge with lean meat is not Zhao Changshan’s, but Jian Heng’s.

   Don’t you think preserved eggs are devil’s eggs, so learn how to eat them here! And love the taste of it! If you don't like food, the fitness effect is lower than others, this is Jian Heng's big move.

   Arriving at the restaurant, Zhao Changshan went in to check, while Jian Heng continued walking towards the dormitory.

Before I got to the door, I heard the little snoring in the dormitory still snoring. I opened the door and went in. I saw a row of fat people sleeping on the left. The ones sleeping on their stomachs, lying down, sideways, and curled up were so sweet. Look again Looking at the thinner side, the sound is slightly lower, and the posture method is relatively simple.

   "Get up, get up!"

  Jian Heng's voice was slightly higher than normal by two tones, but no one woke up, and everyone fell asleep.

Jian Heng really wanted to go in the girls' dormitory, but he knew that if he went in today, that guy would be a ghost if he wasn't imprisoned in a cell. He was most afraid of getting involved in such a thing when he was living in the United States. To **** things like assault and racism and stuff like that.

   But there is no need to go in. You can also hear the small snoring of these women when you go up the stairs, and some of them can actually play high and low.

  Jian Heng did not expect that the supermodel Branca would be the one who played the tune.

  Jian Heng was very satisfied with the effect, walked downstairs, went to the kitchen to look around, and found that everything was going on in an orderly manner, just like what Zhao Changshan said, everything was under control.

  With forty minutes before dinner, Jian Heng, Zhang Jialiang, and Damai Mai started calling people to get up.

   Good guy!

   None of the four of them expected to be so tired after waking someone up!

   At the beginning, he yelled this, and the previous one lay down again. Finally, Jian Heng and Zhang Jialiang raised their voices and yelled, and finally got the group of people up

  A group of elders got up, and Jian Heng and Zhang Jialiang were also sweating. When they got to the door, they looked at the two sisters, Da Mai and Mai, who were also the same as themselves.

   "Jialiang!" Jian Heng gasped.

   "Boss, what... what...?" Zhang Jialiang rested his hands on his knees and panted non-stop. He didn't have Jian Heng's physical strength yet.

  Jian Heng said: "After dinner later, you go to the city to buy an electric bell first, no...one is not enough, just go upstairs and downstairs and add the female dormitory, each give me one, and buy the biggest one!"

   "Got it...calling it that way again...it's really going to...death!" After Zhang Jialiang finished speaking, he added: "It's more tiring than barn and stables shoveling manure!"

  The four of Jian Heng were panting at the door, and the group of people who got up were robbing the toilet and the bathroom, and they were busy again. They waited for everyone to sit in the dining room, and it was already a quarter of an hour later than the scheduled time.

  When everyone saw the porridge in front of them, whether it was Blanca, a bunch of skinny people, even the fat people with great appetites were a little dumbfounded.

  No one of them knows the name of deviled eggs. When they heard that they want to eat Chinese food, they know some authentic Chinese food. They get things from the Internet, and the frequency of deviled eggs is really not too high.

   "What's the matter, is it so difficult to eat a bowl of porridge?" Jian Heng saw that most people were eating buns happily, but he was a little afraid to eat all the porridge in front of him.

   After finishing speaking, Jian Heng took a big bowl by himself, and immediately opened his mouth to **** it up in front of everyone: "It's not poisonous, everyone be brave and try it, it will be very helpful for your sports today!"

The demonization of preserved eggs by Europeans and Americans on the Internet is probably more serious than Chinese ideology. It is all kinds of heavy metals, and it has deteriorated. If you say it in a mess, the American people who don’t know the truth are naturally afraid. No one dares to be the first. The next mouth is also reasonable.

   What Jian Heng didn't expect was that this time it was a skinny man who took the lead this time. This man was about fifty years old, and he was thin. Hearing what Jian Heng said, he picked up the bowl and started drinking.

Jian Heng didn't know that the old man was mentally weak, and he hadn't had such a comfortable sleep for a long time. Today's sleep was so beautiful. Now that he heard what Jian Heng said, he immediately hardened his heart and began to take Picking up the spoon at hand, he took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

  (end of this chapter)