"Zhenzhen, Minhong, thank you too for coming all the way to help me."

"You're welcome!"

A few people were polite in the corridor for a while, but after a while, the police came over. The hotel called the police directly, and the police were dispatched very quickly.

Wang Zhong, Ye Zhenzhen and He Minhong also returned home first, and Zhu Zhe still had to deal with some follow-up matters.

When he went downstairs, Wang Zhong sent a WeChat message to Zhu Zhe: Friendly reminder: Some of your customers should come to invest, but there is no right or wrong in the world of those rich people, only profits. You can make good use of this.

Immediately, a message alert sounded on WeChat. It was from Zhu Zhe, with a small expression of thanksgiving.

Wang smiled again.

Just as Wang Zhong entered the house, the WeChat message notification sounded again.

Zhu Zhe: The matter has been taken care of. I will go back to make beef sauce later. You are welcome to give me some advice.

Wang Zhong: Looking forward to it (micro-expression)

Wang Zhong didn't say anything about going to pick up Zhu Zhe. The two had only known each other for a few days, and Zhu Zhe wasn't the kind of love-minded girl. Their relationship hadn't reached that level yet.

At 3:40 in the afternoon, Wang Zhongzheng was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, meditating, when the WeChat message notification sounded again.

Bringing his mind back to reality and exhaling a long breath, Wang Zhong felt completely refreshed and full of energy, and all the fatigue from the morning had been wiped away.

Picking up the cool drink on the coffee table and taking a sip, he picked up his smartphone, woke up the screen, unlocked it, clicked on the screen with his thumb, quickly replied with a few words, put on his clothes, and walked out the door without leaving.

For the elevator, just push open the emergency passage door and walk into the stairs.

As soon as I entered the stairs, I heard a sound coming from downstairs.

"You plan to stir-fry meat sauce here?" Wang Zhong's voice sounded particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

Zhu Zhe and Ye Zhenzhen looked up and saw Wang Zhong coming down the stairs: "It's well ventilated. Turn on the fan and the smell will dissipate in a while."

"That's not what I meant!" As he spoke, Wang Zhong had already reached the 22nd floor. "I'm just worried that your neighbors upstairs and downstairs will complain before your meat sauce is ready!"

"Ah?" Zhu Zhe was a little surprised, obviously not considering this.

Wang Zhongdao: "It's the weekend today, so we don't have to go to work. Most of our neighbors upstairs and downstairs are at home."

Ye Zhenzhen also nodded and said: "Jiji, what Wang Zhong said makes sense! If there are complaints from neighbors, the property management will definitely have to deal with it. Otherwise, you should go to my place. My range hood is still very powerful."

Zhu Zhe hesitated for a moment, thought about the consequences, and nodded: "Okay then!"

Wang Zhong immediately volunteered to help bring the things back to 2203 where Ye Zhenzhen lived.

"This decoration has a sense of technology! It doesn't look like your ladies' style!" The layout of 2203 is similar to Wang Zhong's 2303, but there are some differences in decoration, and there are two less bookshelf than Wang Zhong's living room.

"It should have been done with the help of my cousins!" Ye Zhenzhen said.

"No wonder!" Wang Zhong nodded. It was because of his strong sense of technology that Wang Zhong said this.

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"The seasonings are all here, you can use them yourself!"

Ye Zhenzhen led the two of them into the kitchen and introduced her small kitchen.

"Okay, I get it!" Zhu Zhe smiled slightly, put things on the stove, and got ready to make meat sauce.

"Beef sauce must be paired with noodles to be delicious!" Wang Zhong said: "Zhenzhen, do you have any flour or noodles at home?"

Ye Zhenzhen opened the refrigerator and took out a box of finished pasta: "This is the only one!"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "The best match for meat sauce is hand-made noodles with smooth texture."

Zhu Zhe also nodded and said: "Vermicelli is okay too, but it's just a different flavor."

Ye Zhenzhen spread her hands: "Then there's nothing we can do, I only have pasta at home."

Wang Zhongdao: "Sister Zhu has made meat sauce, Zhen Zhen, you have left the place, leave the noodles to me, I have flour at home."

"Can you roll noodles?" Ye Zhenzhen looked at Wang Zhong in surprise.

Wang Chong said with a smile: "Have children from poor families become masters early? I'll go back to get flour and come down right away!"

With that said, Wang Zhong left the kitchen, opened the door and walked straight up the stairs back to the 23rd floor.

He Minhong hurriedly ran into the kitchen: "Brother Wang, what are you doing with flour? Sister Zhu, do you want to roll noodles?"

"I'm from the south, so I don't know how to roll noodles."

He Minhong looked at Ye Zhenzhen: "Zhenzhen?"

Ye Zhenzhen said: "Do you think I am someone who can make noodles?"

"It can't be Brother Wang, right?"

Ye Zhenzhen and Zhu Zhe looked at each other: "What do you think?"

"Is it true?" He Minhong said: "Brother Wang is so tall, maybe he is really from the north. I heard that all the people in the north can roll noodles, make dumplings, and can make tricks with the noodles!"

"You'll know when Wang Zhong comes down later."

While they were chatting, there were footsteps outside. Wang Zhong carried an unopened bag of flour into the kitchen, along with a rolling pin, a silicone cushion, and a plastic knife for cutting noodles.

"The equipment is quite complete!" Ye Zhenzhen looked at the things in Wang Zhong's hands and couldn't help but joked.

"That's right!" Wang Zhong said with a smile: "Excuse me, Miss Ye, please bring me a big bowl or a hard basin for the little one."

Ye Zhenzhen asked doubtfully: "Why do you want a big bowl?"

"Of course it's for making noodles."

“Can’t we just knead the dough directly on your silicone mat?”

"It's okay, it just needs to be stronger." Wang Zhong said.

"Is this okay?" Ye Zhenzhen took one that was about thirty centimeters square.

"Is there any bigger one, or one as big and deep as this?"

"what about this?"

"Can!"

Ye Zhenzhen and He Minhong both looked at Wang Zhong curiously, and even Zhu Zhe looked at Wang Zhong from time to time.

Pour an appropriate amount of flour into a small basin, add an appropriate amount of salt and sugar, add a few eggs that Ye Zhenzhen took out from the refrigerator, add an appropriate amount of cold water, and use a tachymeter to quickly stir into a fluffy consistency.

When it was almost done, Wang Zhong put on the specially brought bacterial rubber gloves, similar to those worn by doctors during surgeries, and then kneaded them repeatedly. After a while, the cotton wool was kneaded into a ball.

"This kneading requires three lights, namely the surface light, the pot light, and the hand light!" Wang Zhong said as he turned the dough upside down on the silicone mat, "Wake up the noodles for a while, and when Sister Zhu's beef sauce is ready, we will boil water to cook the noodles.

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"Brother Wang, are you from the north?" He Minhong's eyes were filled with stars. He couldn't help it. Who knew Wang Zhong had the aura of a hero saving a beauty and a great internet writer?

"I am from Jinling and have lived in the north."

The identity provided by the system is from Jinling.

"Then you are really awesome."

"Honghong, why are you praising this before you even eat it?" Ye Zhenzhen said rather playfully.

Before He Minhong could say anything, Yu Chuhui's voice came from outside.

"Sister Zhu? Zhen Zhen?"

"Ah Chu is back, let's go out first! Don't make trouble for the chefs here." Ye Zhenzhen pulled He Minhong out of the kitchen.

Suddenly, only Wang Zhong and Zhu Zhe were left in the kitchen.

After a while, the sounds of three women talking were heard outside.

Wang Zhong and Zhu Zhe also started chatting in the kitchen.

"Sister Zhu, your beef sauce is not simple!" Wang Zhong looked at the beef sauce that was getting richer in fragrance and bright red in color, and was quite surprised.

During the cooking process, various sauces and beef collide together, and the smell emitted cannot be completely absorbed by a range hood.

Zhu Zhe smiled and lowered his voice and said: "The key is rapeseed oil and tempeh, which are specialties from our hometown. I specially asked my fellow villagers to help bring them here."

"No wonder!" Wang Zhong said with an astonished look on his face: "This kind of regional delicacy has different cooking methods and raw materials in each place, and the flavor is also unique."

This is the case with Chinese cuisine. It is the same cuisine, the same dish, and the same method, but due to different regions, subtle differences in raw materials, and different flavors.

"Xiao Yu and Xiao He are really lucky to have such a warm and ingenious roommate like Sister Zhu!" Wang Zhong said with emotion.

Zhu Zhe said: "It's not as exaggerated as you said."

"Why not!" Wang Zhong said: "Not many young people today can cook, let alone those in big cities with good family conditions. Many children from rural areas may not know how to cook.

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"It's not like when we were young, we went up to the mountains to cut tea and grass, went to the fields to farm and catch fish, and had to do everything ourselves, including washing and cooking."

"Isn't your hometown from Jinling?" Zhu Zhe asked doubtfully and curiously.

"There are rural areas in Jinling!" Wang Zhong said: "I am from the countryside in Jinling, but the conditions there are slightly better and not so difficult."

Zhu Zhe looked at the stainless steel basin turned upside down on the silicone pad, and Zhu Zhe nodded thoughtfully.
To be continued...