Chapter 900 Beef pot helmet

"Is it tasty?"

  Lu Hanyao has deep facial features, cold bones, and always gives people a cold-blooded feeling when he is unsmiling, but Gu Siyu feels that Lu Hanyao who is smiling at this moment is even more terrifying, like King Yama who wants to kill him.

  Gu Siyu panicked, "Well, brother Yao, it's getting late, you go to bed early, I'm leaving."

   Gu Siyu wanted to run away after finishing speaking, but Lu Hanyao grabbed him by the collar.

   "Why are you in a hurry, it's rare to come here and practice."

   "No, brother Yao, your injuries are not healed yet, you have to take care of yourself."

  Lu Hanyao dragged him upstairs to the fitness room, "Even if you are injured, it's still easy to clean you up."

   Gu Siyu was about to cry, "Brother Yao, I was wrong, can I pay you one, no, ten or one hundred will do, you name it..."

after an hour.

  Gu Siyu limped away with the support of two bodyguards.

  Jiang Zhou glanced at Gu Siyu's embarrassed back with lingering fear, "Sir, Young Master Gu, is he alright?"

  Lu Hanyao looked at Jiangzhou with a half-smile, "Uncle Jiang cares about him so much, why don't you take care of him?"

  Jiangzhou shook his head hastily, "I am more concerned about you, sir, your rib injury is still not fully healed, so it is not easy to do excessive exercise, so as not to leave hidden dangers."

  Lu Hanyao was noncommittal, "I know what's in my mind, where are the things?"

   "Sir, wait a moment, I'm going to heat it up now, this sausage has to be eaten right away to be delicious."

  Two minutes later, nine red hot sausages were brought to Lu Hanyao.

   Afraid that Lu Hanyao would get tired of eating, Jiangzhou also served side dishes and soup.

  Eating the first bite of grilled sausage, Lu Hanyao frowned.

  For Lu Hanyao, who was born in a noble family and is very picky about food, eating this kind of "junk" food that is not nutritious is really embarrassing for him.

   After barely eating one, Lu Hanyao didn't eat it, but he was reluctant to throw it away, so he asked Jiang Zhou to wrap it again in wrapping paper and put it in the study for decoration.

  Jiang Zhou worriedly reminded: "This kind of fried products are easy to attract mice, what if your documents are bitten?"

  Lu Hanyao raised his eyebrows, "Is there a mouse in the house?"

   "Just because there is no one at home doesn't mean there is no one outside. The mouse will come here after smelling the scent."

  That’s right, although this stuff doesn’t taste good, it smells pretty good.

   But there are more solutions than difficulties, "Isn't it enough to find a glass jar and cover it?"

  Jiangzhou: "...Mr. is still smart."

  Lu Hanyao let out a snort, got up and went upstairs with his brows stretched, obviously in a good mood.

  —

   On the first day of class, Su Zhi deliberately woke up early, and just after 7 o'clock, she took her books and went to the cafeteria for breakfast.

  I thought she was early, but I didn't expect to meet Jian Mengying and He Xiran just as I walked out of the dormitory gate.

   "Su Zhi, good morning, didn't you also come here to eat beef pot helmet?"

   "The beef pot knuckles in our school cafeteria are only available every Monday and Thursday morning, and there are only 200 of them. If they are sold out, there will be no more. Hurry up, I want to eat two!"

   Seeing everyone's praise of the beef pot helmet, Su Zhi also looked forward to it.

   Originally, everyone was full of confidence that they would be able to eat beef pot helmet today, but they were desperate when they arrived at the cafeteria.

  There was a long queue at the window selling beef pot helmets. At a glance, there were at least a hundred people, and each person was limited to buying two. That is to say, it is impossible for them to queue up to buy it now.

   "Oh my god, it's only 7:20, do you still work like this when you are in college?"

  (end of this chapter)

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