[Luzhong] How to raise a foodie at home

In fact, there is no reason in this world that no one can live without someone.

For Ivan and Wang Yao, compared with survival, family, and responsibilities, love is like a luxury, not something you can have if you want it.

The time between him and Wang Yao is like the colorful fireworks in the night sky. With the unknown and longing to ignite the fire, it is out of control. With the sound, they all rise into the sky, and the burst of five-color streamer turns into a river of stars across the dark world. The sky is for the most beautiful bloom at that moment.

Then, the beauty like a dream will return to nothingness, leaving only smoke and dust that has not yet landed and endless loneliness.

Wang Yao seemed to have disappeared since then, no matter what method Ivan used to inquire, there was still no news about Wang Yao.

The North has returned to its former peace, and those contradictions and conflicts have re-submerged under the water due to Ivan's efforts. Originally, Wang Yao's appearance was like an accident, but now the accident has disappeared.

The days passed day by day, until half a year later, Ivan received the news of Honda Ju's death.The official statement is that the roof fence was in disrepair for a long time and the accidental fall was caused by it, but in private circles, it is said that too many people were offended, and the enemy deliberately designed revenge before he died.

Since then, the upper echelon of the Eastern Continent has been treacherous, with constant fighting.Ivan doesn't know how much it has to do with Wang Yao, but for Wang Yao, there may be no news, but it is good news.

At first, Ivan put the last badge that Wang Yao left him in the drawer for his daily work, but then he found it troublesome to open the drawer every day, so he just put it close to his bosom.

The lord of the Blood Clan in the North knows the identity plate of the Blood Hunter every day, and keeps it close to his body. It is probably a legendary gossip to say it.

The first time Ivan actually received news from Wang Yao was a few days before the traditional Chinese New Year in the Eastern Continent.

A man delivered a huge courier to his door. This man was known to Ivan. He was the owner of a bar in a border town back then.The express delivery is vacuum-packed blood sausage and rice cakes, and even the matching cooking bags are exactly the same as those in the past.

"This is my regular customer, let me bring you a letter." The boss handed over the letter without signature and address.

After Ivan took it apart, a few lines of words were written on the paper in a flying pattern.

[I made it by myself at home, without preservatives, so eat it quickly.I'm all well and I wish you a happy new year. 】

The next two sentences were obliterated by the owner of the letter, as if he hadn't thought about what to write. From the obliterated handwriting, Ivan vaguely saw a sentence of the recently popular teasing and earthy love words.

But in the end he saw different handwriting at the end of the letter, Wang Yao's writing was quite square and neat.

[Ivan, I miss you. 】

Ivan's fingertips slowly stroked the words at the end of the letter, as gentle as touching his lover's face. After a moment of silence, he said, "He asked you to send it? Where is he now?"

"I'm just in charge of delivery, I don't know." The boss smiled meaningfully and shook his head.

"Then... is he okay?" Ivan asked cautiously.

"My business has been doing well recently." The bartender's answer was wrong, and he just bowed politely.

Blood sausage and rice cakes are still the original good taste.The blood clans in the North share these down-to-earth delicacies.Ivan took out the glutinous rice wine he had collected with his own hands, chewed the prepared blood sausage, looked at the white snow outside the window, and raised his glass to the eastern sky.

Wang Yao, happy new year.

Since this winter, the boss has become a regular visitor to Ivan's place.Every half-blood to January, he will drive by himself, bringing some food that is characteristic of the Eastern Continent and easy to store.

These foods will change with the seasons. For example, dried bamboo shoots are delivered in spring, pickled red bayberries are delivered in summer, delicious bacon and smoked fish are delivered in autumn, and there are even two hot pot bases with and without garlic. .

Ivan wanted to ask the boss to bring back something, but the bartender said that he didn't know Wang Yao's current location, so he couldn't do it.

And those letters that followed were carefully collected by Ivan, and they were folded one by one in the dark compartment where he rested according to the date.When I peeked twice, I was seen by Leslie and Natasha who happened to enter the door.

"Long-distance love doesn't hurt the kidneys, it just hurts the heart." Natasha complained expressionlessly.

Leslie, who was shot innocently, couldn't figure out why Ivan suddenly returned to his old devil king style in those few days.

Time really flies by, and it is winter again in a blink of an eye. The rivers and rivers in the Northland are frozen and the snow is falling. This seemingly simple and peaceful scene is staged every year.

The bartender and owner at the frontier suddenly told Ivan that he couldn't go out due to the severe snow and ice weather, and that his things were left in the bar, and he asked him to send someone to pick them up.

"Boss, let me get it for you." Torres rarely volunteered, and almost didn't have time to wipe his saliva, and there was almost a sign on his forehead, I want to eat first.

Ivan didn't know why, but he suddenly touched the nameplate belonging to Wang Yao through his clothes, and felt his heart beat inexplicably fast, like a rare flower blooming in the polar region.

"I'm going on vacation." Ivan said suddenly willful, "You guys will handle the rest of the work."

Amidst the suppressed wailing of his subordinates, Ivan embarked on his first vacation trip in the past two years.

The decoration of the Frontier Bar is more refined than before. The black-based walls and soft furnishings are very design-inspired. In the dim diffused light, the embellished warm color elements look particularly good-looking.

Ivan walked back and forth twice, and the faint expectation in his heart fell through.

There is no Wang Yao here.

"Have a glass of vodka." Ivan, disguised as a human, sat down on the bar with ease, clasping his hands to support his chin, and he no longer looked like a lord at all.

"Not today," said the bartender.

"Then whiskey on the rocks."

"nor."

"Where are my things?" Ivan narrowed his eyes strangely, his sensitive nerves felt that it was definitely not easy here today.

"Since you're here, you have to order something from me." The bartender talked about him, and tapped his knuckles on the table, "Today's special set menu, our new chef, do you want to try his dishes?" .”

"Dish? The bar still serves food?" Ivan raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Of course, we keep pace with the times. Drinking too much can hurt your health." The bartender actually made a cup of health-preserving tea for the vampire.

Ivan was actually holding a warm glass in the bar, observing the ups and downs of the tea leaves in the cup like an old cadre. This kind of refreshing drink is not suitable, but he still tried to take a sip.

This kind of tea actually has a bitter taste in the mouth, but after two seconds, you can taste a different kind of sweetness on the tip of your tongue.

"How about the tea? The chef said to moisten your throat so that you can taste the food."

"Your business is very rich, what about my special meal?" Ivan asked.

Soon the so-called special meal was served, with fried rice and wonton soup on a big white porcelain plate and a big white and blue bowl.Ivan looked at the fried rice, which was wrapped in golden egg liquid, but the original carrots and ham were replaced with fresh animal blood clots, and the surface was still sprinkled with a few fresh and oily shrimps.The wontons lay in a chopped green onion soup, with some red oil added to Ivan's taste.

This hint couldn't be more obvious.

"Yo, it smells so good, what is this, give me one too. I'm so hungry after smelling it." A young man nearby looked enviously and said.

"I'm sorry, this is the only one." Ivan stuffed a big mouthful of fried rice, evaded the passers-by, and asked the bartender, "Where is your newly hired chef now?"

The bartender wearing glasses raised his chin in a half-smile towards a relatively secluded corner.

I saw a black-haired man wearing an apron sitting in a corner, lowering his head and tying up his hair at the back of his head.When he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Ivan's eyes, which were as bright as stars in the sky.

Ivan immediately got up, just like someone who crossed all obstacles back then, carried two containers steadily, and strode up to the chef.

"Hi, I'm a new chef, my surname is Wang. Are you satisfied with the improved special?" The man blinked his obsidian eyes and asked with a smile.

"Very satisfied. I'm short of a chef at home, so you can set the price." Ivan put down his fried rice and wontons, and wanted to follow Wang Yao's words.But his body had already reacted, Iwan instinctively opened his arms and embraced Wang Yao, and hugged him from the high chair.

"It is my honor to serve the lord of the Northland, as long as I take care of the food." Wang Yao wrapped his arms around Ivan's neck, like an old friend who patted Ivan's strong back halfway. Qing, Nai He looked quite embarrassed when he was forced to leave the ground with his feet, "Hey, everyone, you are the lord of the Northland, don't show your demeanor."

"Xiao Yao, I really miss you, I miss you very much." Ivan completely confined Wang Yao in his arms, rubbing his neck entwinedly against the person he missed day and night.Wang Yao's hair brushed against Ivan's cheeks and it was a little itchy, and Ivan even tasted a wet, salty smell at the corner of his mouth, and he was unwilling to let go of his hand.

"I miss you very much too." Wang Yao responded to Ivan's strength with a faint sigh, and said with a voice that he tried his best to conceal, "I miss you very much."

The wind and snow outside the house have not diminished, and the affection inside the house has not diminished either.Their projections overlapped on the ground, and they came alive with the rotation, as if everything had never changed.

It was only at this moment that Wang Yao re-understood what is meant by destiny and what is meant by destiny.

"Wang Yao, you are finally back." Ivan said.

"Yes, I'm back." Wang Yao replied emotionally, "But I still have an important problem to solve."

"What issue can be more important than us?" Ivan temporarily let go of Wang Yao's doubtful question.

"Well... I'm hungry. Can you share your meal with me?" Wang Yao stared at the steaming fried rice and wontons on the table and licked his lips. Ivan kissed him.

"Actually, me too." Ivan's ambiguous smile began to grow stronger, "You can pack. Let's go."

"Huh?" Wang Yao opened his mouth wide, "Packing? Then?"

Then find the nearest hotel!

Let's talk to each other about how to raise the foodies at home!

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