[Ghost White] Love Notes in Taoyuan Township

The good old King Yan Mo has always had a question in his heart.

Every time he saw Ghost Lantern dialing the phone with the force of pressing through the keyboard, and uttering bad words during the call, he knew that he must be calling Bai Ze.When these two people want to chat, they are always fighting each other except for the rare serious conversation. In the end, they often use their own idioms, and they will never stop until the quarrel is turned upside down.

Knowing that the ostomy industry is to fall into the evil deeds of the wild, they are still addicted to it, and they are not afraid to attack each other with the most vicious words.

Hearing them fight is also part of King Yan Mo's daily life. What he can't understand is that no matter how hard the fight is, once the ghost lamp asks Bai Ze to come over, he will never miss the appointment.

Once is okay, twice is also justified, but it is a bit strange to do it three times or four times.

Let’s just say this time, Tang Gua and Momotaro mistakenly voted their lottery tickets to Bai Ze. It wasn’t a particularly important matter, but as long as they get in touch with him, Ghost Lantern will immediately enter the state of vengeance. In just 3 minutes, “Shallow” has been completed. How to Improve the Artistic Perception and Practical Skills of Painting Idiots in the Shortest Time" research report, and listed the special training plan for evil spirits accurate to the second.

"Even if it's a special prize, you have to get it."

Said like this and pressed the ghost lamp of the call button, the cold light flashed in his eyes made the boss Yan Mo very frightened.

Faced with such evil spirits, even with a little thinking ability, they knew that they should stay away, but after receiving the call, Bai Ze still came to Yan Modian, which is a strange thing.

When he saw him appearing at the door, the doubts that had accumulated in King Yan Mo's heart for a long time finally turned into a mushroom cloud, which was about to break through his mind.

"subtle."

He stroked his beard and meditated, looking at Bai Ze for a while, and the ghost lamp for a while, and just about to ask "Is it possible that you have a good relationship in private", the pen in the ghost lamp's hand flew out.

The ballpoint pen rotated at high speed in the shape of a hexagonal shuriken, nailing Bai Ze to the pillar with one blow.

"Repent, idiot." Ghost Lantern took out his pocket watch, "As your punishment for being half a minute late."

Bai Ze pulled out the ballpoint pen from his head and snapped it into two pieces: "Don't bully the Japanese ghost too much!"

"The limited edition ballpoint pen of the 15nd Snapdragon Contest, the black market price is [-] yen." Ghost Lantern applauded softly, "Then do you pay in cash or issue an IOU first?"

"Gao Tianyuan Fashion Week's new high-end custom for this season, the price is [-] yuan." Bai Ze held up the scarf with a hole in it, "Is your monthly salary enough to compensate?"

"A turban that has been around for thousands of years is ashamed to say that it is the new season? Your fashion concept is still in the prehistoric era, Mr. Beast!"

"The pen that I broke off by myself is still stuck on it with tape, no matter how low-end Pengci is, it is better than you, Your Excellency Assistant Officer!"

The two reached out and grabbed each other's face at the same time, pulling desperately, just like a pair of elementary school students who had a falling out over distributing toys.

King Yan Mo shook his head when he saw this, thinking that their relationship is still bad, and they have not made any progress for 1000 years.

In order to maintain the good relationship between heaven and hell, and to protect his chest from adding seven scars, he took a few steps back and waved a small white flag at the fiery pair.

"Well...it's dinner time. If Bai Ze-kun doesn't mind, why don't you come to the cafeteria and have a meal together?"

As an employee benefit, the cafeteria can always satisfy the tastes of most people. It is neither too delicious nor too bad to be unacceptable. This is the same situation in this world or in the next world.

The same is true for the canteen of Yan Modian. The ghosts in charge of cooking list the fixed food menu every day, and provide seasonal fruits or special desserts for a limited time. Revamped, often introducing exciting new varieties.

For example, today, in addition to Yanma King’s favorite coelacanth rice bowl, there are king squid tempura, tomato fried pumpkin, and strawberry coconut custard on the menu, which are very attractive.

It's dinner time now, and the cafeteria is full of chatter and the aroma of hot food. It is the most relaxing time of the day, and it is also a rare rest time for Ghost Lamp during overtime work.

He ordered a rice bowl with soy sauce and lettuce as usual, and he sat in the usual old seat. King Yan Mo was gnawing coelacanth on the opposite side, and the variety show of the day was playing on the screen. There were ups and downs, no more, no less, exactly three yuan.

All of this seemed to be the same as usual, except that there was an extra person beside him.

Bai Ze was sitting very close to him, eating the same donburi and drinking the same miso soup, and even the gesture of holding chopsticks was similar to him, looking very unworthy of a beating.

He picks and chooses among the donburi. He didn't eat much, but he raised a lot of opinions first.

"The knife technique is too rough."

"A little too much soy sauce."

"The soup tastes not enough."

There are so many things, countless, and even the details have to be brought out with emotion.

"Let's not talk about the taste, the appearance is not very good." Bai Ze showed a sympathetic look, "So you eat this every day."

In view of his good eating habits, Ghost Lantern resisted the urge to poke his eyes with chopsticks: "It's hard work for your ulcer-ridden stomach to eat this kind of meal for five days in a row."

There is a saying that love and food are treasures to resolve all wars.King Yan Mo originally invited Bai Ze to the cafeteria with such a wish, but unfortunately he forgot that this mythical beast came from a country with more than a hundred kinds of food in its cooking techniques, so of course Hell Cafeteria is only for him to criticize.

Hearing Bai Ze's comments, the guards in charge of cooking poked their heads out of the window one after another: "May I ask you how to cook Chinese food?"

"If you let me teach you, there won't be common dishes like Mapo Tofu or Xiaolongbao." Bai Ze suddenly became interested, "Chinese cuisine pays attention to knife skills, heat, ingredients selection, and the name of the plate. Everything is refined. For example, there is a Shazhou Taicui in the Manchu Banquet, and the Shuifa magnolia slices used in it are—"

The ghost lamp grabbed his earrings when he was talking about rising, and pulled him back to his seat like a kite.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your speech, but rather than cooking, I think improving your drawing skills is what you should do."

"So why should I work hard for your prize." Bai Ze sat back resentfully, picked up his chopsticks and poked the strawberry custard in front of him, "And even if I can win the prize, you may not be able to draw it."

"My lucky value in the lottery has always been Super A Grade." Ghost Lantern swallowed a mouthful of lettuce, "You just need to squeeze your way into the shortlist."

"Then if the judges' vision is vulgar this time, what if I can't win the award?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't win a prize." King Yan Mo immediately came out to smooth things over, "Is it Ghost Lantern Lord?"

"Yes, the results are obvious."

Ghost Lantern took his chopsticks and turned them into powder in front of Bai Ze with the expression of a murderer threatening the hostages.

After dinner is the routine overtime of Ghost Lamp.He set himself three hours, stipulated that all work should be completed before ten o'clock, and then he would take a shower and go to bed, maintaining good habits like all early-type people.

He also set up a small table for Bai Ze near the desk, complete with paint, paper and pens, and a handwritten "Assault! 120-hour farewell to the disabled hand plan" hanging on it, ordering him to concentrate on practicing during overtime.

Bai Ze stood up and resisted, trying to escape in his original form several times, but was dragged back by the ghost lamp by his collar.

He protested angrily: "Today's Hanfang order has not been confirmed yet!"

Ghost Lantern said lightly: "There is Momotaro."

"The medicine is still being refined!"

"There's Momotaro."

"The raised rabbit is not fed!"

"There's Momotaro."

"I have an appointment with a beautiful girl and I haven't even bought the ingredients for the BBQ tomorrow!" Bai Ze finally revealed his true purpose, "Seven! Do you know how difficult it is to ask out seven beautiful girls at once!"

Ghost Lantern glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, and was puzzled: "Is this difficult?"

He has always been very popular with women, and unlike Bai Ze, who is good at sweet talk and material attacks, the ghost lamp is the type who will be approached on the road, and is deeply loved by contemporary women from his looks to his personality.

His flirtatious and slightly mocking attitude infuriated the other party even more, and Mr. Bai Ze, who was frustrated in his self-esteem, rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave the table.

"Life and death are in the lottery, it doesn't matter to me if you win or not! BBQ is the biggest in the world! Those who block me from BBQ with beautiful women—"

With a "bang", the pillar of Yan Modian was smashed out of a deep hole.

The ghost lamp gently brushed away the debris of bricks and stones in his hand, and asked slowly: "What about the person blocking your BBQ?"

Bai Ze put down his hand holding the painting table, and sat back on his seat with an innocent face: "I didn't say anything."