Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 272
Yan Qinghe glanced at the remaining sandwiches, there was a small one, there were several more, even if one was given out, there were still many.

He pushed the lunch box to the side, and he agreed, "Yeah."

Downs was overjoyed, and he knew that Yan Qinghe would definitely not reject him based on their relationship.

Handmade sandwiches naturally cannot make every piece the same size.

Downs looked around and gestured with his palm before choosing the largest sandwich.

Although it is served cold, it does not affect the taste at all. The salty sauce bursts in the mouth, mixed with the crispness of various vegetables, and a mellow fragrance overflows.

He never ate all kinds of this kind of mishmash before. After all, too many vegetables are fried together, and all kinds of flavors are mixed together, which will destroy the previous taste, but this is not at all. Maybe the seasoning added in it is very delicious.

Downs quickly stuffed the rest of the sandwich into his mouth, and the sauce underneath was more intense.

"This cold food is very good. It tastes just right, and it looks very simple. After the vegetables in it are fried, they are good even if they are cold. It should be because of the sauce. What kind of sauce is this, sesame? After Downs finished eating, he was still chattering.

The people next to them were slightly curious. After listening to Downs analyze a bunch of them, they all stared at the rest of the sandwiches.

Although the pancake looks a bit strange, it is just a thicker pancake with vegetables sandwiched in it, and it is not particularly eye-catching. At least, they have read books for so many years, and they have learned a lot. This wonderful pancake, It doesn't make them look surprised.

Yan Qinghe didn't know what kind of sauce it was, all he knew was that Yun Yiyi made it himself, and it fit his taste very well.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Downs picked up another piece and chewed it.

This time he ate a little slower and ate all the vegetables in it.

"That's right, it doesn't look too difficult. I'll ask them to think about it and see if it can be done. Then we'll bring a meal together." Downs said.

While he was speaking, he picked up another sandwich.

There is not much on the upper layer of the lunch box.

Yan Qinghe only ate two yuan, and he pushed the lunch box into his arms silently, hoping that Downs could understand what he meant.

Downs finished eating quickly. Just as he was about to pick it up, he found that the lunch box had changed places.

He raised his eyebrows and moved closer, "Why don't you bring me an extra copy next time."

Yan Qinghe moved to the side, his face became more and more indifferent, "This is not very appropriate."

Downs talked for a long time, originally for this purpose, but seeing Yan Qinghe's expression was firm, he curled his lips and continued to persuade Yan Qinghe, "I can pay."

Yan Qinghe ignored him this time.

Downs glanced at the cold noodles, and made up some ideas in his mind, but the cold noodles were different from sandwiches. He glanced at his chopsticks, and felt that it was really difficult to make a move.

The eyes of the other people also fell on the lunch box, but they were not as shameless as Downs. Even though they were a little curious, they didn't make any requests.

It was only when he picked up a few strands of cold noodles that he realized something was wrong.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said a polite word: "Would you like to try it?"

Downs quickly took the lead and picked up a large lump of noodles with his chopsticks. The noodles had been sitting for some time, and each piece was soaked with red oil juice, exuding a tempting smell.

Seeing this, the others also said, "Thank you very much."

"This noodle looks very special."

There are a lot of noodles, and a large box is full. The noodles are sprinkled with green onions, dotted in the middle, which looks very appetizing.

The steamed bun slices on the lower layer are more like snacks.

The deep-fried steamed buns were crispy and delicious. Yan Qinghe had never eaten this kind of thing before. He tasted a piece and immediately made a scraping sound.

Everyone involuntarily looked at Yan Qinghe again.

Yan Qinghe frowned, "Let's eat together."

Everyone smiled immediately, and moved their chopsticks one after another. After a while, the steamed buns in the lunch box were gone.

After eating the cold noodles and steamed buns, someone calmly moved the chopsticks a bit and turned to the sandwich.

Yan Qinghe didn't check it for a while, didn't protect it, and there was only one piece left in the lunch box.

Fortunately, he still has cold noodles. At noon, he can treat noodles as a staple food.

Although the noodles have a strong chili aroma, the spiciness is not too strong. After all, the chili used to make the sauce is not considered spicy, and the spicy taste is more obvious.

This time, Yan Qinghe was not talking to them, but was eating noodles by himself.

If I were to be more polite, maybe even this bowl of noodles would be gone.

Seeing that he had started to eat, everyone lowered their heads and ate their own food in silence, but the more they ate, the more tasteless they became.

During class in the afternoon, Downs passed by a little more, thinking that the relationship between the two of them was getting closer.

Yan Qinghe turned sideways unobtrusively.

After school, Downs had some ideas. He planned to go back with Yan Qinghe, and it would be better to have some meals. Of course, most importantly, he wanted to ask how these dishes were made.

Obviously it looks quite simple, but the noodles are too strange, no matter how you think about it, it's not right.

Yan Qinghe knew the method, but he was not interested in telling Downs.

He said lightly: "It's getting late now, I have to pick up the children, there can't be so many people in the car."

"That's right, you have children." Downs sighed, not knowing what to think of, even his face darkened.

Yan Qinghe glanced at him inexplicably.

Yan Dashuang yawned and said, "Shall we go now?"

Yan Xiaoshuang hummed, and when everyone was almost gone, she bent down and took off the gauze from her feet.

His hands were small, and the gauze was wrapped layer after layer, and it was a bit difficult to untie it.

Yan Dashuang looked at it for a while, but did not understand the intention, and said, "What is this for?"

Yan Xiaoshuang said: "It's all demolished, so mother can't find out."

If Yun Yiyi knew about this, it would be difficult to explain the follow-up.

Yan Dashuang didn't know the specific reason, but since Yan Xiaoshuang wanted to untie it, he naturally wanted to help, so he knelt down to help him.

After the gauze was removed, Yan Dashuang saw a white and fat leg without any scars on it.

He blinked in confusion, and saw Yan Xiaoshuang stood up straight away, and even kicked forward lightly.

"Let's go, don't talk about what happened today." Yan Xiaoshuang instructed.

Yan Dashuang stared at his legs for a while, feeling a little puzzled.

"Let's go."

Yan Xiaoshuang held his little hand with her own.

Yan Dashuang let out an oh, and didn't bother with the problem any more. After the two cubs went out side by side, they saw Yan Qinghe not far away.

(End of this chapter)