Age: My Small World

Chapter 444: Lessons Make Us Grow
"I'm sorry officer, but I didn't mean to."

When these words came out of Li Zijun's mouth, they sounded quite sarcastic to Yang Jun.

It wasn't intentional, but she was always performing.

Yang Jun now understood that Li Zijun was of a very high level and was someone who did not completely consider herself a spy from the bottom of her heart, or rather, she had a clear understanding and distinction between being a spy and a job.

She never trusted the people over there, just as she never absolutely trusted her own red notebook.

This person is inherently contradictory, with an overly clear self-awareness that is out of place.

Of course, nothing could conceal her espionage activities, so Yang Jun would not help her.

He came here just to hear in person how she had deceived him.

Half an hour later, Yang Jun left the detention room calmly, with a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

If Li Zijun was performing herself from beginning to end, then when Yang Jun appeared, she had an audience, so what happened after Yang Jun appeared was actually her deliberate performance.

At the beginning, Yang Jun's secret observation of her was just part of her daily routine.

A spy never considers himself a bad person and never does anything unnecessary.

Except for that moment when she would help others convey information, she never took off the mask she wore the rest of the time, even if she was the only one in the room.

Including in dreams, she would not even have the slightest touch of it.

very scary.

This was Yang Jun’s first feeling.

After meeting Yang Jun, Li Zijun looked panic-stricken and down-and-out in his eyes, like a filial girl who had to sell things to earn some money to treat her father's illness.

But in Li Zijun's eyes, Yang Jun's abnormality was like the bright moon, falling on the surroundings full of fireflies. With such a conspicuous identity, how could Li Zijun not notice it?

Well, everything is based on facts, 100% real. Not only Yang Jun can't tell, even Li Zijun herself sometimes gets confused. What on earth is she performing? Isn't everything normal life?

People in the office were in a hurry and never cared about Yang Jun's movements, so he ran straight to the exit.

He had no intention of staying here. The people here didn't fit in with him, and he probably didn't belong here either.

After taking a look at the unremarkable office compound, Yang Jun shook his head and left.

When he left, his face looked more calm and composed.

Zhu Yong’s office in the office.

"Has the person left?" Old Zhu asked casually while sitting on the chair.

"Yes, he left after coming out, without staying." Sun Buxu was right opposite him, briefly explaining the communication process between the two.

Although Yang Jun was given the opportunity to visit, it was impossible not to monitor the conversation, so every word they said was recorded.

"Well, I hope this lesson can help him grow."

Zhu Yong felt from the bottom of his heart that Yang Jun was an excellent seedling, especially since he had made so many contributions now.

If he could really join the office, he would definitely be treated as a regular section chief, or even...

Zhu Yong looked around and felt a little lonely. It was too difficult for him to find someone who could control the seventh place.

Unlike other departments, appointments within the office are based on Mr. Zhou and Zhu Yong, and their authority reaches directly to the top.

Therefore, the leader of the Seventh Department he considered did not need to be influenced by external factors.

"Director, do I need to be monitored for a while?"

Sun didn't need to be in front of Zhu Yong, and he didn't always protect his ideal partner.

But this is also necessary, after all, Yang Jun and Li Zijun have been in contact for so long.

Zhu Yong waved his hand: "No need, I trust Comrade Yang Jun."

"Go ahead, and don't mention what happened today to him."

"Yes." After Sun didn't have to leave, Zhu Yong thought about it, picked up the phone and made a call.

Yang Jun was in a strange mood today. Logically speaking, he should be angry after being deceived for so long, but the other party didn't do anything to him. Instead, it gave him a chance to reflect, so he felt a little relieved.

"I don't understand. I'd better practice some boxing."

Every time he practices boxing, he can clear his mind, which makes his thinking clearer.

It was gradually getting dark, and he didn't need to hide from anyone. He just found a dark corner and disappeared into his small world.

Instead of practicing right away, he went to the bamboo house.

She took the apron hanging on the wall and put it around her neck.

Then he easily lit the stove.

The burning of the firewood signals the start of dinner tonight.

He took out the pig blood left over from the last pig slaughter and planned to make a dish of pig blood tofu.

After thinking about it, I decided to leave some behind and try some of the strange and unusual ways of eating in Yunnan Province, such as cold dishes?
The pig's blood was still hot outside the stone platform, as if the big pig had just been slaughtered.

This thing only needs to be made by adding a little salt and an equal amount of water. It will solidify into blocks in no time, so he doesn't need to do much operation.

Then cut the coagulated pig blood into pieces, cut a piece of tofu, chopped some minced meat, and started stir-frying.

Put oil in the pan.

Since there was no shortage of oil in the small world, he poured it casually without having to be as careful as he did at home, where he would not want to waste even a drop of oil.

When I think about it this way, I wonder how my mother and second sister are doing at home. When I’m not at home, I’m afraid they both can’t afford to eat anything good.

He shook his head and focused his attention on the stove.

When the oil in the pan is heated, add the minced meat and stir-fry until fragrant.

Heat the oil and stir-fry the minced meat until it is slightly browned, then add the side dishes and sauce.

Suddenly, a fragrance wafted out of the pot.

After stir-frying for one minute, add some cold water, then put the cut tofu and pig blood in without waiting for the water to boil, and slowly wait for it to boil.

Pig blood is easy to disperse, so you cannot stir it with a spoon. You can only pick up the pot and shake it slightly so that the soup can evenly wrap each piece of tofu and pig blood.

Boil the water for a few minutes, then add the seasoning and shake it, and finally add some water starch to make the soup richer.

Sprinkle with chopped green onions or chives and the dish is ready to be served.

Because the portion was so large, he divided it into several portions and stored them, only eating one third himself.

Even so, it would take a large bowl to hold it.

The other dish is simple.

Add water to a pot and cook the minced meat. Then add pig blood after it cools down, and stir vigorously until the two are fully blended. Then add your favorite side dishes and seasonings, and the dish is ready.

Yes, it feels like dark cuisine.

But when Yang Jun took a bite...

Suddenly, his vision went dark. Well, he wasn't used to it.

Despite this, in line with the principle of not wasting food, he decided not to throw it away.

After having it served with a bowl of rice, Yang Jun began to taste it.

Pig blood tofu is tender and fragrant, elastic and smooth, and very delicious.

Another dish...

It’s okay, he finished his meal anyway.

(End of this chapter)