Huang Guilong really came to Martina's dormitory to cook every day. Huang Guilong, who is in his early twenties, is the age to eat. Under the contractor, he works more than ten hours a day, pays 250 yuan a month for food, and can only eat some vegetables. He can't see any meat for ten and a half months. Xingxing often wakes up hungry in the middle of the night, and goes to the kitchen to dig a group of cold meals to eat so that he can fall asleep. The meal that he ate in Martina's room lifted his adolescent instinctive appetite. Since Martina proposed the cooperation plan of purchasing and Huang Guilong cooking by her, Huang Guilong eats very well every day. Although it is a bit tired to cook after work, but after all, it does not cost money to eat, let alone Huang Guilong's cooking skills , It's a trivial matter to cook for two people. Huang Guilong's enthusiasm for cooking fish is naturally high when he sees fish and meat. It's like being in a work shed, where he cooks all vegetables from the market all the year round, and he eats his appetite.
Martina is not like a Shanghai woman. She frowns and stares at the smell of cigarettes. She smokes herself, and she is no less addicted to Huang Guilong. She also lets Huang Guilong smoke her very spicy and fierce foreign cigarettes. At this moment, Huang Guilong made the two fragrant dishes and one soup again. He served Martina first, handed the chopsticks, and then his own. He naturally placed himself in the position of servant. Every time Martina says thank you first before eating, she must thank him again for his craftsmanship after dinner. Huang Guilong's heart was warm. No other woman had treated him like this except his mother and sister. He became more and more willing to go to Martina's dormitory. He was always looking forward to getting off work when he was working. Cooking after work has become his greatest joy in life. At first, when Martina spoke, he blushed and lowered his head to listen. He left after eating and cooking, just like an hourly hired worker. Now he is no longer in a hurry after eating, he is willing to chat with Martina and watch TV for a while. Although Martina's Chinese is good, it's still difficult to understand Huang Guilong's Subei accent. It takes a long time for the two to say a very simple thing. For this reason, Huang Guilong gradually became accustomed to talking every word. Use the shortest sentence to show the meaning. Martina said she learned Chinese to find a job in a French company in China, and she also wanted to write a book about China and Chinese people. Huang Guilong thinks it's great that she came to Shanghai from the countryside of northern Jiangsu to work, but she was a foreign woman who came to China to learn Chinese and write a book, which is even more remarkable. Huang Guilong believes that Martina, a foreign woman, is Bidali. An irritating Shanghai woman is even more advanced.
On this day, Huang Guilong received more than a dozen large Gaoyou green-shell duck eggs from his mother, Tuo Tongxiang. He was afraid that he would be eaten by his workers in the shed, so he was very careful and put the duck eggs in his tool bag. Bring it by her side, take it to Martina's dormitory after getting off the job. If you want to come and eat other people's food, you have to come up with something.
"This is the best salted duck egg in China. Nowadays, the products sold in Nanjing are not necessarily authentic, but the duck egg pickled by my mother is the most authentic." Huang Guilong said to Marty with some pride. Na introduced.
Martina brought a Western knife, Huang Guilong cut open two duck eggs, both of which were double-yolk eggs, and the golden yolk was pouring oil out, making people salivate. Martina poured two glasses of beer, and the two drank beer with salted duck eggs. Martina ate salted duck eggs for the first time. She asked Huang Guilong, "How can this egg be salted? Is it the egg from a salted duck?" Huang Guilong laughed, "Isn't there a bacon sausage in your refrigerator?" The eggs are also pickled."Martina said that this salted duck egg is much more delicious than the blue egg. The blue egg tastes so strange that she can't stand it. It was a long time before Huang Guilong realized that the blue egg she was talking about was preserved egg. As he was talking, Huang Guilong suddenly remembered the old saying in his hometown that the two men and women would eat double yolk eggs. Then he would be married. His face was red to the root of his neck again, and beer and duck eggs were choking in his throat.