Chapter 698: Something Special...
"Brother Zhang, look at this!"
Bai Yifan opened his phone and placed it in front of Zhang Yiming.
Because the phone was still locked, Zhang Yiming could only see the Sailor Moon lock screen wallpaper.
Bai Yifan was busy gnawing on a chicken leg and completely forgot that his phone wasn’t fully unlocked.
"Mm, it’s nice."
Zhang Yiming’s gaze lingered on the cartoon wallpaper for a moment, nodding slightly, assuming Bai Yifan was showing off his lock screen.
Even if he thought it was a bit much, Zhang Yiming wasn’t about to criticize Bai Yifan.
He thought, since Bai Yifan is Bai Xiqin’s brother, even if his interests are a bit unusual, he had no problem with it.
Full support!
"Oh no, not the screen, the stuff inside!"
Seeing Zhang Yiming nodding as if he truly understood, Bai Yifan stomped his foot in frustration.
Social death.
The commotion in the kitchen caught Bai Xiqin and the others’ attention, causing Bai Yifan to stiffen for a moment, awkwardly smiling.
It’s not the right time for Brother Zhang to look, better wait a bit!
He discreetly turned off the phone and quietly resumed gnawing on the chicken leg beside Zhang Yiming.
After finishing a large chicken leg, Bai Xiqin and the others who were enjoying the snowy scenery outside stood up and entered the house.
The snow on the ground was already thick after less than an hour, about a finger’s width.
Just an hour ago, it was swelteringly hot with the cicadas chirping.
Large snowflakes continued to fall without any sign of stopping.
"Brother Zhang, shall we make a deal?"
Bai Yifan sneakily raised his eyebrows at Zhang Yiming, grabbing another chicken leg and munching away, while pulling out his phone once more.
"What deal?"
Zhang Yiming paused his chopping, looking at Bai Yifan’s mischievous expression, already steeling himself inside.
No matter what kind of deal it is, he’d let Bai Yifan "dupe" him this time.
It’s just a few cans of milk powder, after all.
If it’s not enough, he can gather supplies easily anyway.
"I’ll give you a few photos, and you give me a few cans of milk powder, okay?"
Bai Yifan shamelessly rubbed his fingers together, then waved his phone in front of Zhang Yiming.
Looking at Bai Yifan’s phone, Zhang Yiming immediately thought of that super cool Sailor Moon lock screen wallpaper.
Zhang Yiming’s gentle face twitched slightly, his mouth tugging since he didn’t voice agreement.
Anything could be traded, but if he were "duped" with something like a Sailor Moon wallpaper...
He might be laughed at, right?
Other people would be fine, but if Leng Yebai found out, the stiff integrity of his Zombie Emperor would become a joke.
Even if Bai Yifan used a piece of wild grass picked up from the ground for a truckload of milk powder, why on earth choose a Sailor Moon photo?
The optics aren’t great.
"I don’t want the photos, take two cans of milk powder with you when you leave later, same brand as before."
Zhang Yiming decisively turned his head back, silently continuing to chop vegetables.
The vegetables on the cutting board were sliced neatly, looking tidy and appealing.
Originally intended to make a vegetable salad, refreshing and cooling.
With it now so cold outside, Zhang Yiming decided to also make a warm vegetable soup instead.
"Brother Zhang, you’re so generous, I can’t just take the milk powder without giving ’goods’ in return, it wouldn’t be ethical; I’ll give you one photo first then!"
Bai Yifan glanced at his phone and suddenly remembered there was no internet, making transmission impossible.
"Brother Zhang, do you have a camera that can transfer photos using a data cable?"
Bai Yifan scratched his head, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Giving the whole phone would be a waste; there’s a lot of novels stored inside he hasn’t finished reading!
"No, I don’t need the photos." Zhang Yiming, without raising his head, shook his head and added, "If you find two cans too few, I’ll give you two more."
In any case, stop trying to bribe him with Sailor Moon photos.
What a sight!
People might actually believe he has such peculiar tastes!
If it spread around, Zhis reputation would be in ruins.
"Really?" Bai Yifan swallowed a gulp, giving Zhang Yiming a thumbs up, "Brother Zhang, you’re so generous, I can’t take them for free, here, the phone is yours! Open the album for a surprise!"
Having said that, Bai Yifan mysteriously placed the phone on the counter and quickly left the kitchen.
Four cans of milk powder were more than enough to sell the phone; after all, Brother Zhang’s milk powder was the top of the line!
Zhang Yiming glanced at Bai Yifan’s retreating figure, then back at the phone on the cutting board, sighed deeply, placed the phone aside, and continued cooking.
This kid...
Zhang Yiming prepared many dishes, catering to a variety of tastes, with the longest dish taking the most time to prepare being the rib soup.
It required careful simmering; worried about mastering the heat, Zhang Yiming stood beside it the entire time.
In moments of leisure, Zhang Yiming picked up Bai Yifan’s phone, intending to slip it into his pocket and hide it.
If Leng saw it, who knows how he’d ridicule him!
However, as soon as he touched the phone, he unintentionally opened the screen; without a password, a double-tap unlocked it.
No surprise, the phone’s wallpaper was also Sailor Moon.
With his lips twitching, Zhang Yiming opened the album, intending to find a normal photo to change the wallpaper.
Upon opening the album, Zhang Yiming’s pupils slightly contracted, frozen in place.
The album contained hundreds of photos, all taken by Bai Yifan, featuring only two people.
One was Bai Xiqin, the other was Zhang Yiming.
Not the versions of them in this world, but from another world.
The two in the photos seemed to have a very close relationship.
Either walking arm in arm, hugging and kissing, lifting one another high, and even photos of Bai Xiqin hitting Zhang Yiming.
Apart from these, there were dining photos with the background being Xiao Niu’s home, exuding warmth.
Zhang Yiming slowly exhaled, flipping through each photo.
Even knowing the people in the photos weren’t them from this world, he still imprinted each photo in his mind.
Using them as material for fantasizing!
Zhang Yiming felt like a voyeur, his heart pounding.
If his blood weren’t black, his face would probably be flushed red!
"Is it done yet? Everyone’s hungry!"
Leng Yebai’s cool voice came from behind.
Zhang Yiming’s back stiffened, like being caught in the act, his hands trembling, almost dropping the phone.
The phone spun mid-air twice, finally landing back in Zhang Yiming’s hands.
Glancing at the phone in Zhang Yiming’s hand, Leng Yebai only saw the pretty lock screen wallpaper.
Sailor Moon.
Leng Yebai: ...
"There’s nothing embarrassing about this."
Leng Yebai patted Zhang Yiming’s shoulder, calmly walked past him, and silently carried away the food Zhang Yiming had prepared.
Watching Leng Yebai walk away, Zhang Yiming sighed in relief, carefully putting the phone into his pocket.
As if it were a precious treasure.
After doing all this, Zhang Yiming started serving the freshly cooked food.
No longer flustered, a gentle smile adorned his face.
He looked gently refined.
"Why aren’t you eating? Not to your taste?"
Zhang Yiming looked at Xiao Niu, wrapped in a blanket and sitting at the table without touching her chopsticks, frowning slightly.
He should’ve made a couple more spicy dishes; the amount of chili used this time was minimal, fearing it might cause heartburn.