Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 42 42. Kung Pao Chicken
Dong Qiangqiang is the kind of person who does what he says he does. Once he approves of something, he will immediately start working on it.

With Karina's help, he first made an appointment for a first aid training class to be held near the train station at [-] pm the next day, and at the same time submitted an application for a vision test.

Karina told him that if all goes well, the first aid certificate and vision test results will be received by the weekend, when he can come to the driving school and pay for the lessons.

In general, most companies in Germany are closed on Saturdays and Sundays, but her driving school is an exception, and they are also open on Saturdays for the convenience of customers.

Dong Qiangqiang wrote down the key points on the paper, checked it again, and walked out of the office with a relaxed pace.

Recalling how sleepy he was when he was working last night, Dong Qiangqiang rushed home and took another nap. When he woke up again, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.He cooked two meat dishes for himself in the kitchen, remembering how Lei Lanting was gobbling up, he added another scrambled egg with tomatoes.

"Hey, what's so fragrant?" An exclamation came from outside the kitchen door, and Sasha walked in with a coffee cup and a bald pink bathrobe.

"Come and taste my craft." Dong Qiangqiang said politely.

"It looks good, what's this called?" Sasha asked, drooling, pointing to one of the dishes.

"Kung Pao Chicken." Dong Qiangqiang knows that many Germans like this dish.

"Well, I've eaten this dish in a Chinese restaurant. I didn't expect you to make it too. Isn't this a difficult dish to cook?" Sasha asked suspiciously.

"This is our home-cooked dish," Dong Qiangqiang couldn't think of a better metaphor for a while, and inadvertently swept the empty bag of french fries in the kitchen trash can, adding, "It's like your french fries."

"No, no." Sasha shook his head negatively, "French fries are very simple, just throw them in hot oil and fry them for a few minutes, but Kung Pao... this dish, no It would be that simple."

Dong Qiangqiang filled Sasha a small bowl, brought it to her, smiled and said, "Thank you for helping me get home last time."

Sasha thought for a second, then immediately remembered the situation when the two met, and laughed.

"It's a bit spicy, try it." Dong Qiangqiang quickly filled Sasha with another bowl of beef stew with potatoes and handed it to her.

"Oh, it looks like we have a great meal tonight." Sasha praised with two small bowls.

The two were talking when suddenly the kitchen door opened, and Big Zhuang Max stepped in.

When Dong Qiangqiang saw him, he was about to be polite, but he frowned and pointed to the food on the table and said, "You Chinese make a cloud of oily smoke every time, so how can I eat? Humph!"

Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect his attitude, he was at a loss for words for a while, he smiled awkwardly, and just about to explain, he saw Sasha roll his eyes: "When did you have dinner in the kitchen? fast food?"

Max didn't expect Sasha's sudden attack, he was stunned for a moment, his face flushed: "In short, in short, such a big smoke is not good, I, I will cough and faint."

As soon as he spoke at a fast speed, he immediately became stammered, which formed a strong contrast with his fierce appearance. Dong Qiangqiang thought he was cute for a while.

Dong Qiangqiang thought that after all, we are under the same roof, and we will see each other in the future. If the relationship is really stiff, it will be harmful and not beneficial. He compromised: "Next time, I will try to avoid oil fume, and I will use up the kitchen every time I use it. It will be cleaned up and will not affect everyone's subsequent use."

These words were sincere. Max glanced at Sasha, who was eating Kung Pao Chicken and Potato Stew with relish, and said sourly, "Don't eat it, be careful if you eat it, you will have diarrhea."

"My mother is happy." Sasha said without looking up.

Max blushed with anger and stomped his feet: "You, you go out with me, I have something to tell you."

"Let's talk about it here. It's inconvenient for me to stop eating. Hey, Dong, you can add some Kung Pao Chicken for me. This is delicious."

"This Kung Pao Chicken is slightly spicy and good for the skin. It's a beauty dish." Dong Qiangqiang simply gave her the whole plate, then turned around and prepared to fry a new one.

Seeing that the two were chatting hotly and not taking himself seriously at all, Max's face became very ugly, he slammed the door hard, and strode out, the floor rattled under his weight .

"You, do you want to listen to what he has to say? He may have something very important to tell you." Dong Qiangqiang did not want to get involved in the private affairs of the two, so he persuaded kindly.

"You don't need to listen to know what he's going to say. Pay the rent late. You're so old, and you're always at home every month to eat the benefits and the old man, and you don't know how to go out to work." Sasha shook her head, He sighed, "It's useless."

Dong Qiangqiang was a little surprised: "I thought he had a job."

"In the past, there was an ancestral motorcycle repair shop in his family. Later, due to his alcoholism and careless operation, it slowly closed down." Sasha said casually while picking up the chicken and peanuts in the Kung Pao Chicken.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't know what to say, so he had to bury his head and fry a new plate.

"Yes, your cooking skills are really good. It seems that I really made a profit by renting the house to you." Sasha wiped his mouth, "If you do this every day in the future, I can consider reducing your rent."

"Haha, that's a good feeling." Dong Qiangqiang suddenly remembered something, "By the way, someone will come to install broadband for me tomorrow morning."

"Well, I was sleeping at the time. Just let those workers take it easy." Sasha floated out of the kitchen with a coffee mug.

Dong Qiangqiang packed his lunch and was about to go out to the train station when he heard someone knocking on the door. When he opened the door, he saw Sasha standing at the door and whispered, "Today I saw some Southeast Asians when I was taking out the garbage downstairs. It's not for you, you'd better be careful recently."

"Southeast Asian?" Dong Qiangqiang was startled, he thought of Jin Yuan.

Before going out, Dong Qiangqiang looked at Jin Yuan's box, and for some reason he suddenly felt a worry.He put a black plastic bag in the black suitcase, and then carried the suitcase to the end of the third-floor corridor.At the end of the corridor is a narrow staircase, one person wide, leading to the attic at the top.

Dong Qiangqiang carried the box, walked up the stairs lightly, opened the partition of the attic above his head, pushed the suitcase over his head and pushed it in. He probed in and looked at the position of the box. After confirming that it was correct, he reinstalled the partition. it is good.

At 19:30 in the evening, Dong Qiangqiang walked out of the small building with his backpack on his back. There was a warm wind blowing from time to time in the night, which made people feel itchy. Accompanied by the bright moonlight, Dong Qiangqiang walked to the station.

He didn't notice at all that in a black BMW parked on the street, a pair of shady eyes were staring at his back.

(End of this chapter)