Yang Jing was in a good mood and decided to celebrate it well.

The Carrefour Supermarket is downstairs. Yang Jing put on his shoes and went downstairs to buy beef, potatoes, pork ribs, tomatoes and other raw materials in the supermarket. He spent more than 200 pounds, and then he returned to the rental house with a large bag of small bags.

The rental house shared by Yang Jing and Fatty is very suitable, only 200 pounds a month, while Yang Jing and Fatty are one cent, and the accommodation fee for one person is only 100 pounds a month.

In comparison, although the school dormitory only charges more than 80 pounds a month, it is a four-person room, with four people crowded in a room. Where can two people live comfortably in the same room?

Not to mention that this rental house also comes with a bathroom and an open kitchenette. This is simply the layout of a single apartment. Yang Jing and Fatty live here very comfortably.

The pots, pans, and so on were bought by Yang Jing and Fatty themselves. Before Yang Jing and Fatty shared the house, Fatty lived here alone, but despite the fatty man being so fat, his cooking skills are definitely not as good as those of five scumbags.

In the words of fat people, the only rice he had cooked since childhood was instant noodles...

Yang Jing was very surprised how this guy kept his body shape after living in London for four years.

Thanks to my uncle's teaching, Yang Jing's cooking skills are pretty good, so after Yang Jing joined in, the fat man was happiest.

After washing the beef, he hung it up to control the water. Taking advantage of this time, Yang Jing began to pick up vegetables such as pork ribs and potatoes.

Yang Jing was preparing to make a fried steak at noon, then stew pork ribs and potatoes, and make two vegetables and one soup. This is a standard cadre going to the countryside for four dishes and one soup, or a combination of Chinese and Western styles. Drink two taels and two pots, and the taste is nothing more than...

With a magical tool like a pressure cooker, it doesn’t take much time to stew potatoes with ribs, so it’s even better to say other dishes. However, just as the pressure cooker started to steam out, the fat man came back.

"Oh, Jing Ge, what are you doing? I smelled it on the first floor, and my soul was almost hooked away..." As soon as the fat man entered the door, he exaggeratedly coaxed his nose and screamed strangely.

Yang Jing glanced at the guy with annoyance and said, "Stop talking nonsense, wash your hands and clean up the guy's business, otherwise you won't have to eat in a while."

"Okay, that's busy."

As long as there is food, you can make this fat guy do whatever he wants.

After more than twenty minutes, all four dishes and soups of Chinese and Western combinations were on the table. The fat guy didn't even use chopsticks. He pinched a fried steak with his fingers, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and swallowed it in one bite, and was so hot that he didn't care.

Yang Jing was not as unreliable as this fat man. He took off his apron, washed his hands, took out two wine glasses, and took out a bottle of Hongxing Erguotou that had already drunk a little from the corner kitchen. Then Shiran sat in his seat.

"Drink some?" Yang Jing asked the fat man with his eyebrows raised.

"Well, yes, I have to, I have to..."

Yang Jing filled the glass of two and a half, picked up the wine glass and touched the fat man, then smelled it, and said intoxicatedly: "What Moutai, Wuliangye, and the alcoholic Jian Nanchun are not good, my buddy loves the most is Erguotou..."

With a sip of "Scratch" of wine, Yang Jing was so beautiful that his snot was almost bursting out.

It’s not that Yang Jing is so poor that he can’t afford to drink good wine. It’s because his father has been dipping chopsticks in Erguotou since he was a child. Not only his father tossed him, but his uncle also used the same method to tossed him a lot. But both his father and his uncle love Erguotou, which was learned from Yang Jing’s grandfather.

When Yang Jing was young, my grandfather used this method to bother him a lot.

Who made Yang Jing the only male member of the third generation of the old Li family?

Yang Jing's grandfather's surname is Li. Yang Jing has two aunts and one uncle. Whether they are two aunts or old uncles, the children are all daughters, but he is the only male in the third generation of the old Li family.

Grandpa likes grandson and uncle also likes nephews. As a result, Yang Jing was cultivated by his grandfather and uncle with Erguotou since childhood. Until now, Yang Jing has basically no feelings for other wines, so he likes to drink Erguotou... He can't even change it.

"Brother, what are you going to celebrate today? Why is it so rich?" In the past two years, the fat man has been drinking Erguotou with Yang Jing a lot. In addition, Erguotou is full of energy. After drinking this small sip of wine, the fat man's big face immediately turned red.

"It's nothing, I'm just happy! If you're happy, I'm not happy, let's make something delicious? Why? Are you unhappy? If you're unhappy, don't eat it. Being hungry will easily make your mood better."

The fat man rolled his eyes immediately, "Brother, I have never heard that hungry can make your mood better? It is said that eating and drinking hard when you are in a bad mood can help adjust your emotions. What the hell is your hungry statement? Also, brother, I am quite happy today, so I want to eat and drink more to make your happiness last longer!"

Yang Jing shrugged, picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

Four dishes and one soup cannot withstand the food and drink of two people, especially with fat people there, there is nothing left on the table.

In addition, Yang Jing thought that the fat man would not come back and the amount of food was not very large, but after the meal, neither of them was full.

But seeing that it was almost three o'clock, Yang Jing and the fat man discussed it and decided to continue going out for a big meal in the evening.

That meal cost Yang Jing more than 100 pounds. At the end of the day, he spent more than 300 pounds alone. This was something that he didn't even dare to think about before. Saving 300 pounds is enough for Yang Jing to eat for twenty days.

It doesn't matter now. Not to mention the huge amount of money in domestic bank cards, there is still more than 200,000 pounds on the HSBC bank card in your pocket. It doesn't feel much for Yang Jing to spend this money to eat.

It turns out that it is from frugality to extravagance.

I drank some red wine in the evening, so Yang Jing slept well at night.

While sleeping, Yang Jing had a very strange dream.

He dreamed that he had gotten a spaceship like the alien spaceship in the American movie "Prometheus", and then rode through this strange-shaped spaceship and returned to the early 1980s.

What made Yang Jing happy was that in that era, not only were the antiques and cultural relics in China so cheap, but even the antique artworks abroad were cheap. A Picasso sketch was sold for only twenty yuan, while Van Gogh's "Sunflower" sold for only two thousand yuan, and the eleven "Sunflower" were all complete!

Buy! Buy! Buy! I have more than 2 million pounds! Such cheap artworks and antiques are just fools if I don’t buy them!
Chapter completed!