Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 175 Instant Noodles and Compressed Biscuits
Because Ximen Lang really didn't know how to tell Bai Ling about these things.

In addition, this was the first time for him, a single mother, to encounter such a situation.

Not surprisingly, Ximen Lang, who was being strongly condemned by his innate sense of morality and was suffering greatly, was stunned when he saw Bai Ling waiting at his door.

Until Bai Ling asked.

"Are you hungry? I'll give you something to eat."

Only then did Ximen Lang react.

"Don't mention it, please don't mention it. I didn't feel anything until you said it, but now that you've said it, I'm really a little hungry. What kind of noodles do you want to eat?"

"It's already this late, what else can I eat? Instant noodles."

As she spoke, Bai Ling went straight to the vacant office next door, which seemed to be almost used as a storage room by Ximen Lang.

He took out an induction cooker, a small pot, and a few bags of instant noodles with ease.

Add water, plug in the power connector, and start stewing.

Seeing that Bai Ling was really good at it, Ximen Lang was surprised.

"Can you use it?"

This is simply an insult to Bai Ling's IQ.

Bai Ling rolled her eyes at Ximen Lang and was speechless.

"Could you please stop thinking of me as such a fool? I may have never eaten pork, but I've certainly seen pigs run. Don't even mention that this manual is complete. Even if it wasn't, wouldn't I be able to find the pin by pressing the plug?"

He always felt that Bai Ling was hinting at his own Ximen Lang, and immediately he began to praise Bai Ling's cleverness.

But in the end, I really didn't know how to tell Bai Ling about these things.

In the end, Ximen Lang still didn't speak.

Instead, he changed the subject and talked about his childhood dreams with Bai Ling while waiting for the water to boil.

"When I was little, our teachers always liked to ask us what our dreams were when we grew up. I answered a lot of questions, like astronaut, cosmonaut, scientist, entrepreneur. I even wanted to be a teacher, something I was so afraid of back then."

"At that time, I really thought that when I grew up, I could achieve anything I wanted. Tsinghua University was okay, and Peking University wasn't impossible. I really thought that as long as I wanted to go, I would definitely get in."

"It wasn't until I grew up and became sensible that I realized the cold reality was completely different from the beautiful world I imagined as a child. Forget Tsinghua and Peking University. Even the Tsinghua Pool, that bathhouse everyone always joked about, I had a big question mark over whether I would ever be able to soak in it in my lifetime!"

"As for dreams and ideals, forget it! I don't have the ability, you know? Many things are born with you, and if you don't have them, you're destined to never have them in this lifetime!"

I feel that saying this is too negative, as if he is extremely dissatisfied with the current situation.

This is completely inconsistent with the reality that he can make money by just moving his fingers.

Ximen Lang added.

"Of course, these were all my thoughts before I became rich. Even if I hadn't become rich, I would have achieved my dreams."

“Did you realize your ideal before you became rich?”

Bai Ling asked, "I really don't know, and I'm really curious about what lofty ideals Ximen Lang achieved before he awakened his golden finger."

"Which one did you achieve? It can't be the teacher you fear the most, right?"

"of course not."

"What is that?" Ximen Lang pouted, pointing at the instant noodles cooking in the pot.

"Instant noodle freedom. Besides instant noodle freedom, what other dreams can I realize? Astronaut? Pilot? Don't be ridiculous. Even this has to be packaged in bags. If it were in barrels... You know, what I hate most is this kind of obvious IQ tax!"

"It's the same bread, the same seasoning. Just an extra paper bucket to save washing one more bowl, and the price has doubled. That's ridiculous, isn't it?"

Because the office used as a storage room has ready-made buckets of instant noodles.

When I was too busy and too lazy to eat out, I also followed Ximen Lang to try these instant noodles with different flavors.

Bai Ling, who also felt that twice the price was a bit too much, naturally agreed with Ximen Lang's statement.

But compared to this, she still values ​​the energy-boosting noodles and seasonings themselves, which have a shelf life of years.

"If this could be used as military rations, how much effort would it save? Not only would it save time and effort, it would also be convenient to eat and taste great. It's simply perfect!"

This is what I thought and this is what I asked.

Bai Ling asked Ximen Lang.

"Alang, are there any technical difficulties in making this instant noodle? Can it be replicated with current technology?"

"What's so difficult about this? Just make the dough, deep-fry it at high temperature, add some seasoning and dehydrated vegetables, and then put it in a plastic bag. What's so difficult about it?"

"No difficulty? Then what do you think we should do if we make it into military rations and let the soldiers eat it every day?"

"What the hell? Eat this every day? How big of a grudge is that? You let people eat this every day?"

Seeing Bai Ling really think instant noodles are good things
"Although it does have its advantages, I don't deny that. In fact, my childhood dream was to eat instant noodles every day. But it's only for a novelty, a few meals now and then. Eating it every day? Believe me, after a while, you'll really vomit!"

"Especially after eating it on the train for several days straight, to say it's tasteless is an understatement! Seriously, just thinking about that feeling makes me want to vomit! So, give them something good to eat instead of these crooked things. The key is that it's not suitable for military rations!"

As he spoke, Ximen Lang took out another source of all evil from his personal space, compressed biscuits.

He opened it and put it directly into Bai Ling's mouth, which immediately made her feel unprecedented satisfaction.

Ximen Lang continued.

"Even though this gets greasy if you eat too much, it's still much better than just eating instant noodles! What do you think?"

The compressed biscuits were small, thick, full of energy and delicious. As soon as they were taken out, they immediately received Bai Ling's full love.

Originally, Bai Ling wanted to give Ximen Lang a big hug to thank him for helping her solve another big problem.

But when she smelled the woman's perfume still wafting from Ximen Lang's body again!
Bai Ling immediately gave up the idea.

It was as if nothing had happened, and I just sighed lightly that the compressed biscuits were so well made.

then
"Come, eat some noodles."

The two of them ate up the whole pot of instant noodles without thinking, and Ximen Lang, who had already eaten dinner, was so full that he could hardly walk.

I was just about to talk to Bai Ling.
"Why don't you just stay in the office and take a nap?"

Before his face got in front of Bai Ling, Bai Ling directly pushed Ximen Lang back.

"It's okay to sleep in the office, but I don't want to sleep with you today!"

(End of this chapter)