When Lu Yanshi heard this, he looked above the old buildings.

The houses on the entire street are two or three floors, with two stone pillars in front of the door, and the ground is covered with blue bricks and stones with a long-lasting sense of age.

The second floor is equipped with small balcony, the railings are white and beautifully carved.

During the Republic of China, the houses here were estimated to be luxury residential areas, but the time was too far away and the war was too much for no one to cherish them, so many of the walls were cracked, which was indeed a dangerous building.

He said: "It's actually pretty good."

"Have a vision." Wu Zhizhi smiled, "It's very good to take photos here, and it feels very historical."

Speaking of taking photos, Lu Yanshi remembered that she was a model again. He wanted to ask, but he felt that he shouldn't ask.

Maybe it was because of her family. If her father knew that she was a model and had a good income, they would definitely try their best to collect her money.

The two entered the vegetable market. The road was wet and slippery, and there was a large stall of water in front.

Lu Yanshi stopped and frowned, "How can you go? Jump over?"

A large pool of water must be about two meters long.

"Aren't there any steps beside you?" Wu Zhizhi looked at him with a mentally retarded expression.

Lu Yanshi: "..."

She had already stepped on the steps and arrived at a raw butcher shop, "Can you eat this?" She pointed at a round white piece of stuff that she didn't know what it was and asked him.

"What?"

"meat pie?"

“Isn’t the meat red?”

Wu Zhizhi glanced at him and said, "This is made into mud. It is cooked and you can eat it after stir-frying."

"tasty?"

"Wu Tong likes it very much, I don't know about you."

"Oh." He thought for a second and agreed, "Okay."

"Boss, cut ten yuan and come and get it later." Wu Zhizhi finished speaking to the boss, and then pulled Lu Yanshi's sleeve and walked, "It takes time to cut meat, let's buy something else."

They walked a little deeper and arrived at the noodle restaurant. There were a few people rolling the noodles and then making dumpling skins and noodles.

Although the store is small, there are many people coming to buy it. Wu Zhizhi pulled him and lined up in the crowd.

"What should I buy in such a long team?" Lu Yanshi lined behind her, about one head taller than her.

"Buckwheat noodles." Her mother has high blood sugar and is more suitable for eating coarse grains.

"Oh." Lu Yanshi responded, looked into the store and saw an acquaintance face, Kang Baoyan.

"Is this her family?" Lu Yanshi asked in shock.

Wu Zhizhi glanced at him and knew that he was asking Kang Baoyan, saying, "No, Baoyan is just here to help make noodles. The business here is very good. He only opens a store before meals every day, but there are almost always long queues."

"Oh." Apart from this sentence, he didn't know what to say.

The team lined up and Kang Baoyeon called them soba noodles, and even shouted sweetly, "Sister Zhizhi! Are you here to buy soba noodles for your aunt?"

"Yes." Wu Zhizhi stared at the various white noodles on the table, "Baoyan, I want two dollars soba noodles and six dollars dumpling skin."

"Do you eat dumplings tonight?"

"Yes, I saw that your skin is good, so I want to pack some for you."

Kang Baoyan smiled and started to call Wu Zhizhi dumpling skin, while asking, "Sister Zhizhi, why are you here with Lu Yanshi?"

She was familiar with Lu Yanshi's name from Jiang Qingyi. Jiang Qingyi was with her and Nanshan almost every day. Although they did not meet every day, they were very familiar with each other's daily life.

"For some reason, I want to treat him to a meal." Wu Zhizhi said.

"Ah?" Kang Baoyeon was stunned, "Do you do it yourself?"

"Yes." Wu Zhizhi quenched the noodles, "I'm going to buy beef, so I'll leave first. You're busy and I'll talk about it next time I have time."

"good."

Wu Zhizhi took Lu Yanshi to the beef restaurant next to him and bought some beef soup. Lu Yanshi followed her all the way and asked from time to time, as elegant and lazy as a noble cat.

When he arrived at a vegetable stall, Wu Zhizhi lowered his head and picked tomatoes, saying, "If you have any questions, just buy them."

When Lu Yanshi heard her say this, he lowered his head and picked the dishes he wanted to eat in front of the stall.

He picked a broccoli, stood in front of a dish and asked her, "Is this a leek?"

If you want to eat dumplings at night, you probably need to buy leeks?

Wu Zhizhi turned her head and glanced, "Meow."

"..." What the hell? Lu Yanshi frowned and asked, "Leeks?"

Wu Zhizhi still said, "Meow."

Lu Yanshi frowned even deeper, "Are you stupid?"

"..." Wu Zhizhi rolled his eyes with a helpless expression, "I said, this is a leek seedling."

"..." Lu Yanshi's mouth twitched, "Will you buy it?"

“Why buy it?”

"Don't you want to make dumplings?"

Wu Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, "Do you want to eat leek stuffing?"

"otherwise?"

"I plan to pack beef and celery stuffing."

"……oh."

After buying the needed dishes, Wu Zhizhi picked up the meat pie at the door and went home.

Seeing that she was holding more than a dozen bags in her hand, Lu Yanshi asked in confusion: "You seem to have bought a lot of vegetables?"

"Is this a lot?" Wu Zhizhi picked up the bag in his hand and glanced at it, "Brother, is this a lot okay?"

"..." Lu Yanshi was silent for a second, "In fact, it's just a meal, you don't have to prepare so much."

After all, in order to treat him to a meal, people have bought so many dishes, so they have to be more polite.

Who knew that Wu Zhizhi glanced at him and said, "If you want so much, otherwise you won't have enough food, Qingyi will be there at night."

"..." It turned out that he was not the only one, he was self-indulgent.

*

The two returned to the rice noodle shop. Jiang Qingyi and Wu Tong were already there, and the store door was also opened. Wu Tong was washing the ingredients, and Jiang Qingyi rolled up his sleeves and helped cut meat slices in the stove.

"Zhizhi, you are back." Jiang Qingyi glanced at Wu Zhizhi and continued to cut the meat.

Wu Zhizhi nodded, "Well, Lu Yanshi, you can sit here for a while now. I'll go and process these ingredients and start meals on time later."

Lu Yanshi didn't say anything and sat on the familiar table in the store called "Wu Tong Study Table".

Except for him, everyone else was very busy. Wu Zhizhi walked into the stove, looked at the slices of meat cut by Jiang Qingyi, and smiled and said, "It's good cut, it's getting thinner and thinner, it's amazing."

After receiving the praise, Jiang Qingyi smiled brightly, "Of course, if you hadn't taught me to cut according to the texture, I wouldn't know that the meat cut out like this would be very tender and delicious."

"Materials that can be made." The two of them chatted while dealing with the matter at hand.

Wu Tong, outside the door, was washing dishes and occasionally looked here, as if he was envious of the excitement between Wu Zhizhi and Jiang Qingyi.
Chapter completed!