my delicious love formula

Chapter 3 Stewed Wild Mushrooms in Oil

The rain stopped and the sky cleared.

Ying Quhe took off his hoodie, glanced at the muddy mountain road, looked down at the mud on his shoes, and frowned.Facing Simi's question, he didn't answer immediately, he took out his mobile phone and returned a call.

With his back to Simi, he whispered two words to the assistant on the other end of the phone:

"The person has been found, let Tian Jian rest assured."

"Well, there's no need to go up the mountain, just watch Tian Jian."

After hanging up the phone with a few short sentences, Simi understood.

It turned out that it was because of Tian Jian that Mr. Ying went up the mountain to find her.Ying Quhe put away the phone and explained: "Jian Jian is worried about you, there are no other men in the inn, so I will come up first."

Simi bowed a standard ninety degrees to him, "I'm really sorry to cause you trouble. The road on the mountain is not easy to walk, why don't you go down the mountain first, and I will go up by myself. You are right, there is no food at all. It's about the taste."

"Well, a child can be taught." Ying Quhe stared at her small head, and curled the corners of his mouth for no reason, "I'll accompany you."

His drooping arm had the urge to lift it up, wanting to reach out and rub her short wind-blown hair.

The index finger moved slightly, rationally suppressing this impulse.

He held back.

A tall man walked in front of the mountain path at a slow speed.Simi followed behind with a small pannier on his back, looking at the man's stalwart back, inexplicably feeling that this powerful man's aura began to soften.

In fact, he was not as scary as he imagined.

Maybe because of Tian Jian, this man should treat her a little more kindly.

The atmosphere of silence all the way was embarrassing, she trotted up, looked at his handsome and cold side face, summoned up her courage and asked, "Mr. Ying, why...you didn't hire a nanny to take care of Tian Jian, but me?"

Ying Quhe looked up at the long mountain road and said, "It's not easy to find a nanny who is good at cooking."

The clear male voice is like the cool wind after the rain. The man's breath is obviously panting after exhaustion, but there is no sense of decadence on his face.Beads of sweat soaked out of his forehead due to exercise, reflecting a clear luster in the bright sunshine after the rain, making his skin look like jade.

A brief silence lingered between the two, and Simi didn't know what to say.She is not familiar with Ying Quhe, and their identities are also very different. He is the big boss of Ying Shixuan, a legendary figure she has only heard of from other cooks.

When I really got in touch with Discovery, I actually found that he was not as far away as the legend said.

It's very... close to the people.

"Mr. Ying, I think you are different from the rumors."

Ying Quhe squinted his gaze and landed on her: "Oh? How should I say it?"

Simi couldn't find a topic, so he began to mutter: "It's not too fierce. In my impression, the big boss has to have a bodyguard when he goes out, and he has to bring one or two assistants with him. After all, the big boss has a lot of things to do every day. Even if there are none of these, the nanny must have of."

"Hmm." Ying Quhe's voice was flat, and he looked at her a little jokingly, "Isn't there a babysitter?"

Simi froze for a moment.

He quickly realized that the little nanny that Ying Quhe said was referring to her.

Being placed in this position, her little self-esteem was somewhat frustrated.But this unreasonable emotion quickly subsided, and there was nothing to belittle about a legitimate professional transaction.

She earns money by ability, she should respect herself and this profession.

Ying Quhe didn't know what the girl was thinking, let alone noticed her little mood swings.He came to Guzhen to be a judge for a vacation. He didn't need bodyguards, and assistants were always on call.

What annoys him the most is that he is accompanied by an assistant when he is on vacation, and it is annoying to watch.

Relying on his years of experience in foraging in the wild, he stopped at the entrance of the dense forest.

He suddenly stopped at the corner, and Simi accidentally bumped his head against his strong back.

Simi cried out, rubbed his forehead, and hissed.

Ying Qu and his eyes were locked in the deep and dense forest, looking at the mud everywhere, with a worried look on his face: "Are you okay?" The voice seemed to be used to pouring a layer of coldness, peeling off a layer of cool shell, Simi heard from his tone I found a gentleness of concern.

Following Yingqu and looking into the dense forest, Simi said: "My grandma said that wild mushrooms are the freshest after the rain, and you should be able to find them in the forest."

It has just rained, and the dense forest is full of mud, and the road is not easy to walk.

"Well, let's go in and have a look." Ying Quhe stepped in after hesitating for a moment, and he tried his best to step on the place where there were weeds so that there would not be too much mud.

Simi followed his pace into the depths.

The plants in the forest have been washed by the rain, as if they have been brushed with a layer of olive oil, they look green, fresh as if sprinkled with salt, millet pepper, and vinegar, they can be tasted in the mouth.

On a relatively open mound, Yingquhe quickly caught several nests of white wild mushrooms with bamboo hat-shaped canopies.Seeing this fresh and rare wild food, I have already begun to think about their taste, and there seems to be a scent lingering in the humid air.

Simi carefully dug out a few nests of wild mushrooms from the soil, raised a small face and said: "Mr. Ying, look, these chicken fir mushrooms are very fresh, they must be delicious when stewed now, it's already noon, are you hungry?" ?”

Ying Quhe, who originally forgot to eat, suddenly felt as empty as a black hole because of a question she asked.Before he could answer, Simi had already started to move small stones to build a simple stove, and took out a small iron pot from the back basket and set it on top.

After the rain, the firewood was damp and difficult to ignite. Simi picked up a pile of flammable straw and branches and put them on the stones to dry.While waiting for the drying process, I went to a nearby stream to clean the Gallus fir fungus, and took a pot of water by the way.

When she came back with a pot of water, Ying Quhe had already taken off her raincoat. She was wearing a casual black jacket. Her tall body was leaning against a tree. Her narrow waist made a watershed between her upper and lower body. Her legs were straight and slender.

He was holding a dagger and was peeling garlic. His ten fingers with sharp joints were as slender as scallions. He handled the dishes in a casual manner, and there seemed to be a faint coolness on the brows forever.

Peeling garlic is so pleasing to the eye, Simi seems to be able to understand the nympho.It's really rare to see a man with a comfortable appearance, good-looking hands, and a nice voice. At least, Ying Quhe is the first one she's ever seen. Getting along with this kind of man is indeed pleasing to the eye.

Simmy just stared at his handsome hands.

Suddenly, it felt a bit like... the hand of the turtle grandson.

Ying Quhe sensed that Simi was back, he didn't stop moving his hands, he didn't even raise his eyelids, and said, "What are you going to do with it?"

Judging by the way he cooks garlic cloves, he should know how to cook. His tongue is so poisonous, so he has no low requirements on his cooking skills.He asked Simi how to deal with the collybia spp., which made Simi feel a sense of pride.

The firewood was dried.

Simmy first lit the dry grass with an open flame, and then ignited the branches, and the fire among the stones crackled and burned.

Simi put the pot on the pot and replied: "There is no way to try a better taste in the wild, so I can only try fresh. First melt the lard in the pot, add the garlic cloves and stir-fry together with the chicken fir mushrooms. If the garlic cloves do not change color, You can add water and simmer slowly, then add salt after cooking. The ingredients are collected in the wild, and the water is mountain spring water. The ingredients are pure enough, and the taste should not be bad.”

Ying Quhe has never tried such a simple and natural cooking, let alone "cooking" in this way in the wild.

While the chicken fir mushrooms were simmering, Simi took out his mobile phone to take a photo and posted a Weibo with the text "Picnic".

When I posted on Weibo, I thought of the gourmet way again, and while stirring the thick and white wild mushroom soup in the pot, I whispered, "Mr. Ying, do you know the gourmet way?"

Ying Qu and his eyes moved slightly, but his voice remained calm: "Yes."

"I heard that he was disqualified from the competition because he didn't follow your brother. You are a judge who pays attention to taste. If someone can make delicious food, why don't you give him a chance? And according to me As far as we know, he is the most popular person in the food internet celebrity world."

As far as she knows, the number of fans of the delicious food proves everything.

Ying Quhe asked: "Are you asking me to give him a chance?"

Simi nodded.

The man raised his eyebrows, and his expression changed slightly, "I have a question."

"You say."

The small iron pot began to "rumble" to boil, setting off milky white waves, and the aroma of the collybia spp. evaporated with the dense water vapor, tantalizing stomach worms.

"He has strength. If you participate in the competition, you will have one more opponent. What do you think?"

Simi scooped up the milky white soup with a small wooden spoon, put it near his mouth and blew hot air, "If I can persuade Mr. Ying to give him a chance, I will repay his kindness. If he hadn't lent me money, I might not be able to run away from marriage."

Ying Quhe pretended to be ignorant: "Fleeing marriage?"

She took a sip of the soup, added some ingredients to the pot, and said with a wooden spoon: "Well, my parents died young, and my grandma died because of me. Grandpa didn't like me very much. Grandpa opened a restaurant in the ancient town. With an ancestral business, in order to inherit the culinary skills of our western family, we have taken in many apprentices. When I was 15 years old, the chef was selected in the restaurant, and as a chef, you can become the chef of the ancient town. I also participated in the competition, and everyone I didn't expect that I would win. After I won the MasterChef, my grandfather gave me a new name called Sanchuan. The MasterChef of the Xi family has always been a male, and my grandfather felt that a girl would lose face, so he never announced my real gender. "

Speaking of this, Simi's eyes were a little wet, and Ying Quhe suddenly felt distressed.Growing up in a feudal family that favored sons over daughters, how much bitterness he has experienced in the process of getting to this level is far beyond what he can imagine.

What makes Ying Qu and shocking even more is——

At such a young age, Simi is already the master chef of the Xi family.What's more, she didn't expect that Sanchuan, the God of Cooking in Jialing Ancient Town, was her.

"Grandpa planned to marry me to the elder brother, so that after the elder brother marries me, he will change his surname to Xi, and as the son-in-law of the Xi family, he will take over the title of God of Cooking in the ancient town from me." Xi Mi broke off a branch. , thrown into the fire, "Elder brother is 19 years older than me, so I don't agree."

Responding and a little shocked.

Yingsheng Nanda Tianjian is 12 years old, and she is already criticized by thousands of people, and she is not liked.Xiwendao has a certain status in the food industry, and Ying Quhe's impression of him is that he is majestic and old-fashioned, nothing else.Listening to Simi's narration, he became inexplicably angry at the old man, and pushed a girl into the fire pit for no reason. This was by no means an act of relatives.

Speaking of this, Simi's eyes were a little slack, and he smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ying, do you think I'm funny? It's this age, and this kind of thing still happens?"

After saying that, he lowered his head, tears welled up in his eyes, and any emotion would inevitably fall out.

"Hello," Ying Quhe called her.

"Huh?" Simi raised a pair of wet eyes and looked at him.

He explained: "It's not that we didn't invite Gourmet Tao, it's because he didn't want to show up. He has his own life, he wants to live in the online world as Gourmet Tao, and doesn't intend to enter the offline world as Gourmet Tao. "

"really?"

"I don't have to lie to you."

The soup in the iron pot has been boiled into white, and it is stirred with a wooden spoon, like thick milk.Simi only brought one bowl, and filled it up first and handed it to Ying Quhe: "Mr. Ying, I only brought one bowl, you drink it first, and I'll drink it when you're full."

Ying Quhe took a sip of the soup, the thick milky white vegetable soup tasted like meat, the texture of the soup was delicate, delicious and sweet, and it was still not satisfying after one sip.

He looked up and saw the little girl swallowing her saliva, staring at the bowl with eyes like a hungry wolf, and passed the bowl over: "Drink together."

The man's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of soft water, and even his deep and pleasant tone had a hint of gentleness.

Simi reached out to take the soup bowl, and touched the other's skin with her fingertips. The warm touch made her feel inexplicably comfortable. For a moment, there was a scorching heat behind her ear for no reason, and it quickly burned her cheek.

There was a throbbing in his chest, as if a deer was about to break through the wall of his heart and rush out.

It was the first time for Simi to feel this way. It was difficult to breathe, and her ears were full of heartbeats.

The scorching heat on her neck made her unable to distinguish whether it was from the heat of the fire or the boiling of her blood caused by tension.Without the control of her thoughts, she took the bowl of soup and took a sip. It was so hot that her tongue almost fell off.

She choked again suddenly, her nasal cavity and chest cavity were burning hot, which made her cough violently.

Ying Qu and Xu looked at her, reached out and patted her on the back: "Can you make soup, can you drink soup?" There was a little scolding in his tone, but his movements were gentle.

Simi lowered her head and held the bowl, her flushed face was almost buried in the soup.

After drinking the soup, they walked out along the dense forest path, and when they came out again, it was no longer the mountain path they had entered just now. The path was muddy and potholed. If one stepped on it, the whole foot would sink in.

The two trekked hard and went down.

The thick mud on her feet has already made Simi lose her sense of weight. Her left shoe fell off without even noticing it. When she found that there was no shoe on her foot, she looked back and saw nothing but a patch of potholes and muddy dirt road. nor.

Ying Quhe noticed that Simi was slowing down, and turned around and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Simi curled his toes stuck in the mud and shook his head: "No...it's okay."

"Tired?" Ying Quhe paused and asked her, "Take a break?"

Simi shook his head: "Let's continue down the mountain, I'm fine."

"it is good."

The man's answer was crisp and clear, and he didn't mean to stop.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two finally walked down the mountain, stepping on the bluestone road in the ancient town, and their feet were freed easily.Ying Quhe found a branch to scrape off the mud on his feet, and turned to look at Simi with a look of embarrassment and bewilderment.

He looked down, and soon knew why.

The little girl lost both shoes, and her pink socks had been soaked in mud and turned yellowish brown. Her thumbs were exposed from the hole in the socks. Perhaps because of his scrutiny, the girl’s thumbs curled up in embarrassment, trying to hide, but There is nowhere to hide.

Simi felt so ashamed.

There was a hole in the sock in front of a big man, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Ying Quhe's face suddenly became heavy, and a cloud of haze rose from his body immediately. His originally friendly face became angry, and his voice was extremely cold: "Are you a pig? Why didn't you tell me?"

The cold and stern tone made Simi startled, and his little heart, which was already inferior and fragile, suffered another blow.

She bit her lips and said in a low voice, "I... I'm afraid you think I'm troublesome..."

"Aren't you a big trouble?" Ying Quhe followed her words.

The disgusted tone broke Simi's heart.

Simi buried her head lower, like a child who was reprimanded by the dean for doing something wrong.She can talk to anyone online, but in the real world, she is extremely afraid of causing trouble, becoming a burden to others, and afraid of being reprimanded...

She muttered for a while, but before she could speak, her body was already in the air.

When she realized it, she was hugged by Ying Qu and Da Heng.Simi's eyes were the size of a bull's eye, he stared blankly at Ying Qu and his chin, and after a while he stammered out a sentence: "Ying...Mr. Ying, I can...can...can go."

What a fart!Ying Quhe was a little irritable, glanced at her, and sneered: "Oh, little stutterer, you can walk, but have you considered the feeling of your toes? Bleeding infection is not a trivial matter. If you want to become half-disabled, okay, I will let you go immediately come down."

There was no emotion in the cold and harsh voice, and the slightest coolness pierced my heart.Simi automatically translated his words into: If it wasn't for Tian Jian, I would take care of you?Little silly than...

Simi wanted to cover her face and cry, it was too embarrassing and troublesome for Mr. Ying...

How can she be so troublesome?How can it be so troublesome?
Responding to the song and hugging her is very easy, like hugging a soft cotton ball, effortlessly.

The little girl was very obedient and obedient, and he wished that the road under his feet would be longer.He began to understand a little bit why those noble ladies in the neighborhood always like to hug a little teddy, because it is obedient and small, and it feels like... cotton candy when holding it in your hand?A little soft, even a little fragrant...?
Along the way, Simi almost died of nervousness, and his heart was tugging.

The road to complaining is too long, how come the complaining is not enough...

Looking up at Ying Qu and that frowning cold face, her heart was even more uncertain, as if she would be thrown into the stinky ditch at any moment, she seemed to see everything through his cold eyes of disgust.

Arrived at Guzhen Hospital.

The doctor washed Simi's feet and wiped the broken skin on his thumb with disinfectant.The doctor got up and glanced at Ying Quhe, and said with a smile, "It's not serious, but the skin is a little torn. You're too much of a boyfriend. It's all right, hurry up and buy a new pair of shoes for your girlfriend."

Simi's face was already flushed, and she buried her head before bending and turning to look at her.

So Ying Quhe turned around and saw the top of her head.He didn't need to explain to strangers he didn't know, he simply gave a low "um", then squatted down, supported Simi's little foot with the palm of his hand, and used the largest distance between his thumb and index finger to measure her body. size.

This foot is really small.

Simi's blood almost boiled because of his actions.Ying Quhe's carefulness overturned a boat in her heart, as if she was completely submerged in the water, unable to breathe, suffocated to the extreme.

About the size of her feet, she responded to the song and got up, and rubbed Simi's head before going out: "I'll go out for a while, you sit down for a while."

"..." Simi's heart was about to burst.

It was the first time that a man rubbed his head so naturally, his ears, cheeks, and even his neck were all red.Ying Quhe didn't see her as if her whole head was red and burning, rubbed her hand when she went out, and then stepped out of the room.

When he got off the elevator, he seemed to be full of satisfaction because of the rub just now.

comfortable.

It's more comfortable than running a marathon and sweating.This kind of comfort is probably similar to the concept that people like to rub the furry heads of animals, and cats like to lift their chins to be scratched.

Simi was bored sitting alone, so she borrowed the doctor's charger and played "Battle Ball" while charging. She was a novice, and she was tortured to pieces by a group of elementary school students.In the game, she was flanked by elementary school students all the way, and then eaten, she almost wanted to drop her phone.

"Children's games."

Ying Quhe's voice floated down from above her head, perhaps because of guilty conscience, she subconsciously turned off the screen and put the phone away.

"There are only cloth shoes for sale nearby, so I will wear them as soon as possible." He squatted down and unwrapped the socks, took out a pair of pink cotton thin socks, and then put his palm on Simi's heel.

Simi retracted subconsciously, and said in embarrassment, "I... I will do it myself."

Ying Quhe looked up at her, and threw the sock on her lap impatiently.Simi picked up the socks from her lap, and the man's cold eyes gave her another layer of chills.

So...he still despises her for trouble?It is quite troublesome to buy shoes and socks for her.

Responses and ideas are just the opposite.

He really wanted to know whether Simi's feet were bigger or his hands were bigger.

"Quhe?"

A pleasant female voice suddenly came in from the door.

Simi turned his head to look, and paused while putting on his socks.The woman has long black straight hair and a trendy and sexy dress that makes her envious.

Ying Quhe still kept squatting in front of Simi, turned his head and saw the woman, his expression became serious.

Nan Qing stepped into the ward and glanced at Simi, and finally her eyes fell on Ying Quhe: "Do you know each other?"

This question made Ying Quhe uncomfortable, "I should ask this question."

Simi interjected, "That...Mr. Ying, I met this lady the other day at the material submission office of "The Best Taste of China". She is the very popular food blogger on Weibo, Nan Qing's Kitchen."

"I can't tell that Ms. Nan still has this habit of cooking food online?" Ying Quhe had seen the recipes from "Nan Qing's Small Kitchen", and they were not creative or innovative, and the dishes were quite satisfactory.

To his surprise, Nan Qing's small kitchen was actually Nan Qing himself.

"Qu He, are you laughing at a hundred steps at fifty steps?" Nan Qing's eyes fell on his hands, and she smiled: "I can recognize your hands even if they have turned into nine-yin white bone claws."

Ying Quhe glanced at Simi subconsciously.

Simi sat on the stool, looked up at the "tattling arrows" couple, and suddenly felt that this Miss Nan Qing was very suitable for Mr. Ying.Compared with Ying Quhe's hands, she prefers Nan Qing's straight black hair, it's so beautiful.

She never dared to imagine that she could grow long hair. Even if she escaped marriage, her thinking was still imprisoned by Old Man Xi.

Subconsciously, she touched her short hair again.

A sense of inferiority arises spontaneously.

Nan Qing sneezed, rubbed the tip of her red nose, and cast a cold glance at Ying Quhe: "Every time you see me, it's like seeing a rival in love, can you be more pleasant?" She glanced at Ying Quhe, seeing His feet were covered with mud, and he understood: "You didn't just come down from the mountain, did you? Go back to the hotel? I'll drive you off."

Before Ying Quhe could refuse, Simi said first, "Thank you, Miss Nan!"

Ying Quhe didn't join them and left first.Simi took advantage of him and got into Nan Qing's car.

Nan Qing kept her eyes on the car and asked Simi about a random topic: "Tomorrow is the race, have you decided on the recipe yet?"

Asked by the beauty, Simi nodded without reservation and said, "Think it over, I plan to make crab roe wild mushrooms."

"Crab roe and wild fungus?" Nan Qing's mouth twitched, "Don't poison the judges to death."

There was a hint of sarcasm in the words.

Simi quickly explained: "No, no, crab roe and wild mushrooms together will not be poisonous. I think the dishes for the competition must not only have color and fragrance, but creativity is also very important."

"What did I ask you, what did you answer. Don't forget, I'm also a contestant, so you're not afraid that I'll steal your recipe?" Nan Qing didn't mean to be polite, which was somewhat similar to Ying Quhe.

Simi was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, before saying: "I believe you, you are Mr. Ying's friend."

Nan Qing suddenly laughed, as if hearing a joke: "Who told you that we are friends?"

"That's...?" Simi was a little confused.

Nan Qing smiled, and said with a serious expression: "I am his blind date, and I haven't reached the level of friends yet. The two of us are still in the mutual investigation period. If there is no accident, we will get married at the end of the year."

"..." Simi had a dark cloud.

So this is... what the hell?not friend?If there is no accident, get married at the end of the year?

Simi's heart sank, and she felt that Ms. Nan and Mr. Ying were a good match, and expressed her sincere emotion: "Miss Nan, you will definitely be able to get married. You and Mr. Ying have a...similar personality. This should be the personality of a husband and wife?"

Nan Qing smiled without saying a word.

Back at the inn, Simi felt a little empty, and I couldn't say exactly what it felt like.She went back to the small courtyard of the inn with her backpack in her arms, and sat under the banyan tree for a while. The proprietress came out after cleaning up the guest room, saw her, came over and kicked her: "Stinky girl, do you know to come back?"

The proprietress looked around and asked her, "Where is Mr. Ying? Didn't you come back with you?"

Thinking of Nan Qing, she shook her head somewhat disappointedly.

The proprietress sat down next to her and turned her elbow: "Mimi, I think this Mr. Ying treats you a little special. He doesn't mean he likes you, does he?"

Simi's ears were hot: "How is it possible...he is the big boss, I am...I just work for him. He is a gourmet, I am a cook, and the dishes I cook just suit his taste."

"Is that so?" The proprietress rubbed her stomach and said, "There is an old saying that... If you want to grab this man's heart, you must first grab his stomach. Mr. Ying's vicious mouth gave all the cooks in Guzhen a run for their money. I just think that your food tastes good, what does that mean? It means that your food suits his taste, you have captured his stomach, will your heart still be far away?"

"...That's right, if you grab Lao Qu's mouth and stomach, your heart will not be far away, cough cough cough..."

Suddenly there was a muffled voice behind him.

Simi and the proprietress turned their heads at the same time. At some point, Tian Jian stood behind them, holding the kraft paper bag in one hand, and the crispy radish in the other. The food was stuffed in her mouth, and the crispy foam flew around when she was talking. He was choked and coughed violently for a while.

Tian Jian wiped her mouth and sat down, and distributed the remaining two radish crisps in the kraft paper bag to the proprietress and Simi.Then he grabbed Simi's hand with a pair of small oily hands, frowned, and stopped talking.

The proprietress and Simi held their breaths waiting for her to speak.

After a long while, Tian Jian covered her mouth with one hand and whispered, "Mimi, let me tell you a secret."

Pretending to be mysterious made the atmosphere a little tense, and there was a sense of fast rhythm in the air for no reason, which drove the proprietress and Simi to eat radish crisps a little faster.

"Old song he—is—an old—virgin—male—"

After Tian Jian finished speaking, she took a deep breath, as if she had told a big secret, her body finally relaxed.

Simi and the proprietress were choked and sprayed out the food in their mouths at the same time.

On this topic, Tian Jian had a heated discussion with the proprietress.The proprietress grabbed Simmy's hand and said: "What about the old virgin...it will definitely not be very good. You have to be careful about this. It is necessary to live together before marriage to cultivate relationships."

Tian Jian frowned and said seriously: "My family's Lao Ying also drove from a small driver to an old driver, which is amazing."

Simi suddenly felt that this topic was very obscene, especially when it came from Tian Jian's mouth, she couldn't look directly at this seemingly silly "girl".

Seeing Simi blushing, the proprietress gave her a push: "What are you embarrassed about, little girl? For marriage, you don't have to look for good-looking people. The main thing is to treat you, the Gu family, and me just now. Said..."

"..."

The topic is far away, hey! !

In the evening, Ying Quhe returned to the inn, and Simi stood at the counter to help settle the accounts.

Ying Quhe carried a MORD bag in his hand, walked over and put it on the counter, and pushed it to Simi.

The shoes of this brand are very expensive, and the price of a pair of shoes starts from four figures.

Simi glanced at the packaging, opened the shoe box and looked at the pair of Chinese-style soft-soled hand-embroidered cloth shoes lying inside. The embroidery was lifelike, the upper of the cloth shoes was narrow and uniform, and the stitches were evenly spaced.

"MORD actually has Chinese-style cloth shoes?" Simi looked at Ying Quhe with doubts in his eyes, "Are you asking me to help you check the authenticity of the shoes? It must be fake, this brand is a big name in France. Brand, how can there be cloth shoes? But the workmanship is good, Tian Jian should like it."

"It's indeed a counterfeit product. I bought it by the way from a shoe store." Ying Qu tapped on the counter with his slender fingers, urging her: "Try it on, tomorrow's competition can't be too shabby."

Simi held this pair of beautifully crafted cloth shoes and couldn't put it down: "Bought for me?" She came out of the counter with the cloth shoes in her arms, sat on the bench to try them out, they fit perfectly, raised her chin and looked at him and asked, "How much?" Money? The workmanship of these shoes is really good, even if they are knockoffs, they are conscientious goods, aren't they cheap?"

"It's not expensive, 99."

"Well, then deduct one hundred from my salary, and the remaining one is for your travel expenses." Simi's eyebrows were bent, and he put on the new shoes and walked around. They were very light, and the patterns seemed to fly from the fabric. come out.

After walking around, she stopped in front of Ying Quhe, scratched the back of her head and said, "Mr. Ying, you look fierce on the surface, but you are actually very nice to people, thank you."

"Compete well as a reward for me. I like your dishes very much." Ying Quhe paused and said, "As the owner of Yingshixuan, I respect every capable chef and regard them as friends."

(End of this chapter)