It's just a grocery store.

Huang Quan did not open a new room, but went directly to Lingshi's place to rent a room to save money.

When I walked in at midnight, I saw Huang Quan lying on the sofa, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Lingshi went to the refrigerator to get a drink, Huang Quan waved and said:

"I want orange juice, no carbonated drinks, and no mineral water."

At midnight, I took out a bottle of orange juice and threw it over.

Lingshi: "You are so busy, if I boil some water, do you have to ask me to put two wolfberries in it?"

Huang Quan raised his hand to catch it, holding it in his arms without opening it. Perhaps sleeping is more important than drinking water now.

I unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of Coke at midnight. When I turned around and saw Huang Quan looking like he was resting in peace, I couldn't help but complain.

Zero Hour: "Do you want to drink water or sleep? Wake up, wake up."

Lingshi pushed Huang Quan's shoulder and shook him, Huang Quan pushed his hand away and waved to drive him away.

"Shut up, I'm so sleepy. I only slept for four hours. I'm really dying."

Huang Quan closed his eyes and unscrewed the bottle cap. He tilted his head and looked for a long time before his mouth finally met the bottle mouth smoothly.

Lingshi: If that doesn’t work, I’ll give you a pacifier.

Huang Quan took a few sips, screwed the cap on the bottle and put it on the ground. He yawned to indicate that he wanted to sleep and asked Lingshi not to disturb him.

Midnight: That’s too much. Am I some bad elementary school student? I wouldn’t disturb others’ sleep.

System: Just now you drove an electric wheelchair to pick him up at the airport.

Zero Hour: These are two different things!

Huang Quan: Your telepathy is disturbing me.

Huang Quan frowned, very displeased with the gaze directed at him. He turned over and slept with his back to Lingshi, so Lingshi had to look away.

System: Mr. Huang Quan really dislikes you, host.

Midnight: Nonsense, he left his back to me because he trusts me and he loves me.

The two of them only dared to communicate through telepathy, for fear of waking up the person on the sofa.

Midnight: I haven’t had breakfast yet, so it’s time for lunch.

System: Host, I am so hungry when you say that. What should we eat?

Midnight: I suddenly want to eat wontons.

System: Look at what you are saying?

Lingshi: There’s nothing I can do. I want to eat Huang Quan as soon as I see him.

System: Mr. Huang Quan is not the Wonton Elf, that’s not right, why would he think of Wonton!

Midnight: I want to eat the food at the flower garden, I want to go home...

Although the world has changed, Lingshi still forces himself to be a flower grower, otherwise he will not do it no matter what.

At that time, the system had to coax people to prevent them from threatening to commit suicide again. Although it was fake at midnight, it would use any means to achieve its goal.

Therefore, Lingshi's identity was placed in the flower-growing family by the system. Lingshi was very satisfied with this. It was because of this that he met Huang Quan.

When talking about this, I couldn't help but recall the past, and then I suddenly stood up at zero o'clock, scaring the system's weasel so much that its hair stood on end.

Lingshi: "Okay, let's eat wontons today. I'll contact the hotel staff to buy the ingredients."

System: "He has the look of a capitalist."

Lingshi: "I'm already staying in the presidential suite, so why can't I ask him to help me buy things?"

System: "That makes sense, host."

So I called at midnight, and after getting a positive answer, I hung up the phone with satisfaction.

When the materials were delivered, I ran to the small kitchen at midnight, carrying two bags, and I couldn't help but admire the efficiency of the hotel staff.

Because it’s not a vegetable market in my hometown, I have to prepare everything myself and I don’t like to eat frozen food at random.

Lingshi picked up the system beside him, and the system looked puzzled.

System: What are you doing? I, a weasel, can’t cook.

Lingshi: Why not? Come here, let me put on your apron and help me grind the meat first.

System: ...unscrupulous.

At midnight, the minced meat is thrown into the meat grinder, and a weasel wearing an apron is left holding the handle to grind the meat.

At midnight, he was making wonton wrappers. To be honest, he didn't know how, so he opened his phone and followed the video.

Zero Hour: All I need is a brain and hands.

System: I'm worried.

Lingshi and the system were making a lot of noise in the kitchen, so noisy that Huang Quan took out his headphones and put them on to continue sleeping, not paying any attention to them at all.

This lunch was prepared from midnight until 2pm, and there were some problems in between, but not limited to...

System: Host, the skin is broken.

Zero Hour: One more layer!

System: Host! Pot, your soup is about to overflow!

Zero Hour: (Rains the pot in a flash) Don’t panic!

System: Host, that is sugar, don’t put it in!

Zero Hour: Oh, I’m so busy.

The kitchen was like a crosstalk performance. When Huang Quan woke up, he could only smell the aroma of lunch.

Huanghun followed the smell and went over, opened the kitchen door, yawned and asked:

"What are you doing? Give me a bowl."

After Huang Quan saw clearly, he just wanted to take back what he had just said.

Huang Quan: The kitchen was like a war zone, it was really scary. I was worried that there was a slipper in the pot.

But Huang Quan failed to escape in time, Ling Shi smiled and said:

"Xiao Huangquan is awake now, it's time for dinner. I made these wontons myself."

As he spoke, Huang Quan was forced to take a seat, and a bowl of wontons was placed in front of him.

Huang Quan: ...a bit ugly.

However, I still picked up the chopsticks and put one in my mouth. The taste was not as bad as I imagined, but quite good.

Huang Quan was surprised and said directly:

“It’s quite delicious…”

Ling Shi was even more proud of the praise and boasted:

"You don't even look at who did it, humph."

Huang Quan was just about to complain about Lingshi as usual, but he saw that the food in that guy's bowl was even uglier than his own.

Huang Quan:...Forget it, let him go this time.

Huang Quan was silent, then responded to Lingshi's words in a bad mood, and continued eating.

The system held one in the spoon and blew hard, and it took a long time to take a bite. It was because the weasel had a small mouth.

One was enough for the weasel to eat for a while, but fortunately it tasted good, so the three of them enjoyed their lunch very much.

System: Sometimes I really regret that I am not a gourmet system, hiccups.

Zero Hour: Come on, I don’t like cooking and I don’t want to be a chef.

After finishing his meal at midnight, he focused on feeding the system that had not finished eating. He held the spoon for it and did not forget to wipe its chin with a handkerchief.

Huang Quan didn't leave after eating. He sat in his seat and watched them digest their food. He even tried to disturb the weasel while he was eating.

Huang Quan poked the system's cheeks, and pinched its ears and tail.

System: I’m sorry, host. I’ve wronged you, Mr. Huang Quan. You are also a childish guy.

Perhaps it was because the weasel's eyes were too resentful, or perhaps it was because Lingshi's gloating expression was too obvious, Huang Quan withdrew his hand and couldn't help but complain:

"You are not really a Wong Tai Sin, you are so smart."

Midnight: Not that smart, just knows how to eat.

System: Host, will you die if you praise me?

Ling Shi couldn't help laughing and said jokingly:

"Who knows? I'm so smart, just follow my lead."

Huang Quan immediately withdrew his inquiring gaze and showed a look of disgust.

"Narcissist, I don't even bother to talk about you."

Lingshi didn't say anything, just laughed. Then there was a moment of silence, with only the sound of the weasel eating.

System: ...Why aren't you two talking? I'm scared!

I saw the two gazes returned to me again, Huang Quan started to pet the weasel again, and Lingshi continued to feed it.

System: I feel so helpless. Sometimes I really want to call the police.