"Oh, Gu Zheng, we guys are just spending time making fun of poverty, and I almost forgot about the main business."

"Uncle Fu Sheng asked you why you didn't report to the brigade yesterday? Are you preparing for the Beijing North Ring City Community Long-distance Race?"

"Uncle Fu asked me to tell you something. If it's for this matter, then you will be busy with this in the past two days. He will do it for you if you check in there."

"Hey, what a long-distance run? Why do you people in the urban management system have pre-job training? This is really not easy."

"Is this going to compete with the small vendors?"

Gu Zheng, who was pouring water in the front hall, couldn't help but jumped, and asked in confusion: "I just went to the urban management brigade to collect clothes yesterday. Why did I say I didn't go?"

"By the way, Brother Yan Gun, what day is the week today?"

"It's Wednesday! Oh? No, didn't you report on Monday? Didn't you see you out yesterday?"

"What are your ideas for making money at home that have disappeared in the past two days? Let me share it with me?"

After being told by Yan Gu, Gu Zheng suddenly realized that he seemed to be at home and had been sleeping for a whole day and a night.

He was a little stunned and confused, and the water in the teacup in his hand was unconsciously poured out.

"Oh, be careful. I said you are in a bad state today, why are you in a daze?"

The smoke gun on the side came with a quick step when Gu Zheng was about to throw out the cup in his hand.

Gu Zheng, who had empty hands, subconsciously touched his stomach: "So hungry... Help, I'm almost starving!"

As soon as he heard this, the tea that the smoker brought to his mouth was not enough to drink. He asked nervously: "Don't tell me that you have been sleeping all the time and haven't even eaten?"

"Well," Gu Zheng on the opposite side nodded weakly, and held the edge of the table and climbed onto the long bench next to him, looking like he was about to starve to death.

"Then, then wait. This is just the meal time. I want to eat something, I'll bring you some."

"Quanjude's fine roast duck, braised beef from Longfu Temple, Baishui sheep head from Juquanzhuang, and squirrel mandarin fish from Fengze Garden."

"No need to do more, I'll be enough for one portion."

This smoker, which had already stepped out of the threshold, turned his face with his eyes as if he was looking at alien creatures: "Hey, why are you so big? I don't have money, and I've thrown all my savings into my own game shop."

"There is nothing next to you, just one choice, Xiao Liu's burrito, do you like to eat it?"

Seeing that the other party was really a poor person, Gu Zheng leaned his body against the table behind him, thought for a while, and told his last choice.

"Eat, then I want to eat their super luxury set meal, double big eater meal."

"The rolls inside require chicken fillets, eggs, ham, braised pork and a thousand pieces."

"The other half wants beef tripe, beef sausage and lettuce. Oh! By the way, I want the soft drink with orange juice. The purchase price is 50 cents more than the peach."

"That's all. If you remember something, I'll send you a WeChat message!"

Hey! This face is big.

He was so angry that he was so angry that he finally turned around and went out after seeing Gu Zheng's dying state.

When Gu Zheng was waiting to sit on the chair and almost thought he was about to starve to death in front of this four-foot-square-meter small table, his food deliveryman came back.

As the people approached, a huge fragrant burrito appeared in front of Gu Zheng.

The big cake, which was a foot square inside, had been cut into two halves with one piece of cake, and the filling in each halve was stuffed with different fillings.

The fragrance of the most favorite ingredients of carnivorous animals kept drilling into Gu Zheng's nostrils. In the end, he was defeated by hunger and didn't care about his image. He just held half of the big pancake in one hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Xiao Liu's burritos, in terms of the fineness of the food, naturally cannot be compared with those old-fashioned restaurants.

But there are naturally coarse foods to eat.

The most common burrito can also be found by Xiao Liu, who came to Beijing to make a living, to figure out his own characteristics.

The batter of the pancake is added with an egg white to make the whole cake feel softer and smoother.

The noodle sauce chili on the cake noodles is definitely not a supermarket product for small vendors, but a red oil color made by the red oil made from the hot oil he uses to grind his own chili powder at home.

Add the fried chicken fillets inside, beef bone soup as the braised braised ingredients, and a fried yellow cancan oily egg, which is so delicious.

Delicious food meets large portions, and at an affordable price, it forms an invincible killer weapon.

Not only did the customers around Hongmen Village have shortage of demand, but Xiao Liu also said that when the folk village here is opened, he would also buy a regular front desk nursery and take his wife from his hometown. He also started to cooperate with Baidu Takeaway.

Now that he sets up a stall in the open air, he feels sorry for those diners who want to shop online.

Gu Zheng sincerely admires this extremely principled person, especially the good burrito that he is good at making.

So food is really the most effective way to heal the pain. When Gu Zheng stuffed all the huge burrito, he swept away the haze when he just woke up and burped with great satisfaction.

Then he looked at the chin bong sitting in front of him in surprise and asked, "Why are you still here? Haven't you finished sending the message?"

Yanbing beside him waved his hand in tears and walked out, crying, "I thought you can't finish such a big cake."

"I was thinking about trying some leftovers, but I sat next to you and watched you eat for more than ten minutes, but I didn't even give me any leftovers of cake."

"The orange juice on the side is drunk without a drop. Is there anyone as rude as you?"

As if he was greatly wronged, Yan Geng left without looking back. When he arrived at the door, he still said angrily: "Don't forget, tomorrow's long-distance running competition."

Seeing the gate of his own courtyard being slammed, Gu Zheng just replied calmly: "Received."

...

The temperature is getting cooler and the moon is on the branches.

Tomorrow will definitely be a sunny day.

As expected, Gu Zheng, who thought he would sleep for a night without sleep after sleeping for too long, actually had a good night.

When he arrived at the moat and the gathering place of the community marathon, he realized that the scale of the competition was beyond his imagination.

Unlike what Gu Zheng originally thought of as the community activities of the grass-roots team, this is a competition with complete ambulance, police cars, urban management, coordination, public security, and municipal services.
Chapter completed!