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Chapter 267 Request
Ever since he accepted the task of reaching 90 fans, and after finishing the live broadcast of the Ming Tombs, although Zhang Yang only stayed in the Ming Tombs for a day, he still felt as if he was It's been like ten days.

Whether it's because of the lack of confidence in completing the mission, or staying in the underground tomb, or knowing the history, it always makes people feel a little depressing, but everything is fine now.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the accumulated water like a broken embankment flowed down the road from the mountain, most of it flowed into the drainage ditch next to it, but a small part continued to flow past the RV as if it was washing the road there.

Zhang Yang's original plan was to wait for the rain to stop before letting the two policemen leave with the man in black. After all, it was a bit unsafe to drive down the mountain in such a heavy rain. There might be a slippery road on a rainy day, but The two policemen managed to catch the prisoner who had been chasing him for half a year. Out of complete peace of mind, they couldn't wait to go back.

Naturally, he did not hold Zhang Yang back. After sending the three people away enthusiastically, he breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head to look at He Xiaoman with a smile, and at the same time told the people in the live broadcast room arrive.

"It's raining so hard, let's not broadcast live today. I just went to Brother Shuang's hotel in advance to prepare for the evening party. Let alone, although I only stayed here for one day, I always felt like I stayed for ten and a half days. It’s been more than a month.”

After thinking about it, he felt that there was no sense of contrast in what he just said, and then he added casually.

"It's the same as that, yes, the book written by that stinky and shameless elbow. I often read more than 30 chapters, only to realize that these 30 chapters are just a description of a day. In other authors’ novels, it’s normal for a chapter to span several decades, or even millions of years, and that’s how I feel now, haha.”

He Xiaoman who was next to him pursed her lips and smiled when she heard his teasing, she had already been taken by Zhang Yang to read that elbow's book, and she happened to have just finished reading that part, so she naturally understood what Zhang Yang meant.

"Yes, I always feel that this kind of cemetery is different from other scenic spots. It feels like time passes very slowly here. Brother Yang, what do you want to eat in the morning? I will cook it this morning, and you have to cook a big meal to greet them in the evening , stop busying yourself."

"Then let's eat porridge. By the way, warm up the steamed buns in the refrigerator. You can eat them with Lao Ganma. It's simple, quick and delicious."

Now that the task is about to be completed, there are only 10 people short of it, and it can be completed easily. Zhang Yang, who has relaxed here, does not have such high requirements for breakfast. Anyway, Lao Ganma’s steamed buns are also very delicious. Porridge with soy oil and chopped green onion is also very good.

The people in the live broadcast room here don’t have any opinion on Zhang Yang not planning to live broadcast today, but going to Zheng Shuang’s hotel to prepare for the evening party. Many people regret that they can’t come this time, but it’s okay to watch the live broadcast if they can’t eat. Yes, although it would be uncomfortable, as long as you prepare food and drink in advance, at least you can withstand the continuous poisoning of the party at night.

"What's the use of such a heavy rain, Brother Yang, hurry up and prepare."

"Mo's question, just take a rest today."

"666, don't mention it, I also feel that this day seems to have passed more than ten days. It really looks like a book written by that shameless big elbow, with dozens of chapters in one day."

"By the way, why didn't Elbow update two days ago?"

"I heard in the group that that guy seems to be taking advantage of the last few days of National Day to visit his grandma."

"It seems to be that I haven't seen it for a long time, and I don't have time when I go to work, so I haven't updated it."

Zhang Yang, who was just about to wash up, saw someone in the live broadcast room discussing the matter that the big elbow hadn't been updated in the past two days from the virtual screen suspended in mid-air. With a smile on his lips, he said a little proudly.

"Haha, I know, I added WeChat friends with that stinky and shameless guy a while ago. He said that he has to go to work and update in the past few months, and he hasn't had a good rest. He hasn't seen his grandma for a long time. As a result, This time I went home again, and looked at his parents, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time, but it turned out that I came back late, everyone should understand that guy, as far as I know, this guy seems to have been on National Day for a few days Ban, the real vacation seems to be half a day, half a day, it's not easy."

After explaining casually to the hard-working big elbow, Zhang Yang immersed himself in washing up, and He Xiaoman was already preparing breakfast after washing up over there.

Zheng's Hotel, a very vulgar and common name, is as vulgar as Zheng Shuang, a fat man, but this hotel can still be ranked in the north of Beijing. , entertainment as one of the hotel.

After breakfast, rest until almost stopped. It was almost noon when Zhang Yang drove away from the Ming Tombs. After arriving here, he parked his car in the parking lot just now, and was immediately enthusiastic by Zheng Shuang, who had heard the news a long time ago. welcome in.

In the surprised eyes of the service staff in the hotel lobby, Zheng Shuang welcomed Zhang Yang and He Xiaoman, two young and outrageous young people, very enthusiastically. Talking loudly there.

"Brother, the one who looks forward to the stars and the moon, I finally hoped for you. Your arrival made me so excited that I didn't sleep all night. Let's go and have lunch arranged for you. Today's event I cook the dishes myself, although it is definitely not as good as yours, but let's fill our stomachs first."

He obviously didn't see each other all night, but after hearing what Zheng Shuang said, it seemed that he hadn't seen each other for ten days and a half months. Zhang Yang found it funny and was also grateful for Zheng Shuang's hot information.

"Then thank you Brother Shuang for your warm hospitality. I have to trouble you tonight."

After the two of them came to the elevator along the way out of the way, Zheng Shuang was pressing the elevator on the 5th floor, so I turned my head and looked at Zhang Yang hesitantly. I guess I was embarrassed to say something, but After raising his hand to check the time on the watch, he finally opened his mouth to speak.

"Brother, today I have a friend and his elders who also want to come and watch you cook. I wonder if you agree with me?"

After he finished speaking, he was afraid that Zhang Yang would refuse, so he quickly added another sentence.

"But if you don't agree, I'll call him right away and tell him not to come here. We are friends anyway, and we have a good relationship. It's fine."

friend?elder?
It must be a chef, and according to Zheng Shuang's status, if this guy can help out, he must have a very good relationship, and this chef should also be very good.

He doesn't care about this. He is not the kind of chef who starts business, nor is he the kind of person who hides and hides, and even tries to cover up his cooking skills and private dishes. It doesn’t matter how many of his major cuisines are taught. It doesn’t matter if you teach them a few dishes. You just look at it, and it doesn’t have any impact. He simply didn’t think about it, and nodded in Zheng Shuang’s expectant eyes.

"Okay, no problem, since they are Brother Shuang's friends, they are my friends, and as long as they value my cooking skills, they can come, I don't mind."

The two were talking and the elevator had already reached the fifth floor, and Zheng Shuang, who had Zhang Yang's consent, was overjoyed, and then hurriedly led Zhang Yang to the box he had just prepared.

(End of this chapter)