my delicious love formula
Chapter 5 Braised Lion Head
Chapter 5 Braised Lion Head
Passing the highway rest stop at nine o'clock in the evening, they got off to have dinner.
After Ying Quhe took two bites, he threw away the chopsticks and got into the car.Simi felt that Ying Quhe was very stingy, so he just played a game, why was he depressed for so long?
she muttered.
The assistant Zhou Ming took a bite of the rice and said, "Miss Xi, you don't understand this. Our boss has a particularly severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, a typical Virgo, and you are the only one who can barely tolerate it because of your good cooking skills."
"So what a blessing it is to have good cooking skills." Simi sighed.
Outside the rest stop, under a street lamp, there is an old woman selling Hokkien light cakes.Thinking that Ying Quhe didn't eat anything, Simi bought two cakes, and handed them to Ying Quhe together with a brown paper bag after getting in the car: "Here, Mr. Ying, eat something to fill your stomach."
Ying Quhe looked down at the financial magazine, and blocked it with his hands without raising his head, "I'm not hungry."
"Eat something?" Simi handed over the brown paper bag again, which made Ying Quhe very impatient.
Zhou Ming came up to see this scene, and silently lamented that the young man was so courageous that he forced the big boss to eat.Zhou Ming started the car and continued to keep his ears to the inside of the car.
"Really don't want to eat?" Simi withdrew his hand, opened the kraft paper bag, and took out a light cake that was still warm.
The light cake skin is golden in color, sprinkled with sesame seeds, hot but not hot.She broke a small piece, and because of the crispy skin, it made a crisp "click" sound, and the enticing burnt aroma immediately aroused Ying Quhe's appetite.
His stomach immediately turned into a bottomless pit, all emotions were blown away by the smell of scones, and he was eager to take a bite.
Seeing his gaze shifted, Simi handed him the cake again: "Just take a bite, you can't find this stuff everywhere. If you want to eat it later, you won't be able to get the authentic one."
Ying Quhe finally took the light cake and tried to take a small bite. The moment the skin bounced between his lips and teeth, he heard a clear crisp sound.The light cake is burnt on the outside and soft on the inside, the outside is crispy, and the inside is fluffy and steaming. The irresistible burnt aroma is released with the heat.
This kind of cake, like grain wine, has a simple but back-to-basics taste.
This is different from the imperial dish braised wild mushrooms in golden soup made by Simi, which has two levels of taste.Ying Quhe pondered for a while, and reminded her: "This time you enter the knockout round of [-] to [-], you can try this simple taste."
Simi agrees with him: "The freshness of the ingredients provided at the competition site cannot be guaranteed. If you can make simple dishes with the simplest taste and evoke the kind of back-to-basics that people pursue, it can be regarded as a kind of dish. Mr. Ying, are you right?"
If this theory had been put forward one day ago, Ying Quhe would have strongly opposed it.But after tasting grain wine and Fujian light cakes, Ying Quhe's thinking changed. Once the food that was disdained in the past has been tried very well, it is difficult to let it go easily.
It's like discovering Simi, a talented chef. Once you meet him, it's a bit unrealistic to ask him to let go.
Simi is better than young, more malleable than the old chefs who stick to the rules of Yingshixuan.
It was early morning when we arrived in Jinyang.
Ying Qu and Temporary have to go back to the company to deal with work, so they ask their assistant to send Simi home first.Ying Quhe's house is a four-story single-family villa. Simi jumped out of the car and looked at the courtyard with fountains, swimming pools, and lawns. She was a little excited, so she spent the hotel's money tonight to live in this kind of big villa ?
What a bargain! !
After entering the house, Simi tied his hands and feet, not daring to make too much movement.In the shoe cabinet at the entrance, there are five rows full of men's leather shoes, brown and black, almost the same shape.Simi took the slippers from Zhou Ming and changed them on, his eyes still fixed on the rows of leather shoes in the shoe cabinet: "Mr. Ying runs a restaurant and sells leather shoes as a micro-business?"
No wonder you are so rich...
Zhou Ming almost choked on his own saliva: "What did you say?"
"Well, no... nothing."
Zhou Ming took her to the third floor, and at the corner of the second floor was a vase with blue, white, bamboo, stone and plantain patterns.This kind of beautiful decoration is the most attractive to girls. Simi thinks she is superficial, and she is no exception. She stopped and touched it, and said with emotion: "I have seen this vase in the ancient town auction before. The vase from the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty is very beautiful. It’s rare, the auction amount exceeded 100 million at that time, I didn’t expect to see it here.”
Zhou Ming teased her: "Do you still know Antique?"
Simi touched the vase and straightened his waist: "There are auctions in the ancient town every year, and I've been fascinated by it. Mr. Ying is really big-hearted. A vase worth more than one million yuan is placed on the side of the road. Are you afraid of bumping into it?"
Zhou Ming said: "The big boss said that since it is a vase, it should be put in place. No matter how expensive it is, it is still a vase."
When they reached the third floor, Zhou Ming took her to the door of the bedroom and told her, "There are four rooms on the third floor. You live in this room. The room opposite is the boss's study, so you can't go in."
"Well, thank you, brother." She asked a little gossip: "Brother Zhou, do you know about Mr. Ying and Miss Nan Qing? Are they really going to get married?"
Zhou Ming coughed lightly and said, "Miss Xi, there is something I have to remind you. You haven't known our big boss for long, and you don't know his character very well. The big boss is a glutton, he treats you well, and he will definitely treat you well." Not because you are a beautiful woman, but because you are a cook who can cook delicious food, do you understand me?"
Simi half-understood, with a confused look on his face.
Zhou Ming said again: "You are still young and have talent. It is really rare to have such attainments in cooking. The big boss cherishes talents, so he treats you well. I followed him when the big boss started to manage the family business in his teens, all the way When I came here, I knew his personality well. He treats girls the same as he treats chefs. He can’t distinguish between work and life. I think this is very bad. So Miss Xi, the boss may not be able to distinguish his feelings for you, but You must distinguish, don't misunderstand his feelings for you, so as not to be hurt."
Simi got it.
So the reason why Ying Quhe treats her well is purely because of her cooking skills.
If it wasn't for her cooking skills, Ying Qu and Xing Xu wouldn't bother to talk to her.Therefore, it is unrealistic for her to expect Mr. Ying to have any other feelings for her. Even if Mr. Ying says he likes her, he only likes her cooking skills, not her.
Zhou Ming concluded: "Some men control hands, feet, and appearance, but our big boss is a recipe control and cooking control."
Simi came out of the shower, Zhou Ming's words were still lingering in her ears.
She sank into the big soft bed, staring at the ceiling with a sense of loss.Therefore, it is not without reason that Ying Qu has been a virgin for 30 years, and this kind of eccentricity is quite rare.
There are tens of thousands of women who are good at cooking in the world. A man may fall in love with you because of his cooking skills, and he may also like other women because of his cooking skills.
It's not really liking, it's just a person's attachment to an object.
She was lucky enough to figure out the relationship between Nan Qing and Ying Quhe, but in the end all her illusions were extinguished by Zhou Ming's words.
Before she fell asleep at two o'clock in the morning, she found the Weibo of "Xixiximi Fan Group" and peeked at it. At this time, the other party's ID had been changed back to "Ji Donglin".
She was unfamiliar with Jinyang, so she didn't want to bother Ying Quhe any more, and planned to rent a house.
Simi sent a private message to Ji Donglin, asking him: Are you there?
——Ji Donglin: "My lord, the little one is here."
——Sixi Ximi: "Do you know any places in Jinyang City where the rent is cheaper? It's best not to be an intermediary, I want to talk to the landlord directly."
——Ji Donglin: "Return to Your Lady, the younger ones can give up half a bed for free. (≧▽≦)/"
——Simi: "..."
——Ji Donglin: "I'm joking, my lord, do you have WeChat? I'll add you."
The two quickly added WeChat, Simi stated his request, and Ji Donglin quickly replied: "Reporting to the Queen, I know an old lady who rents out an old house, and the rent is cheap. With my guarantee, you can pay the money on time, no ID card is required. Is Her Majesty the Empress free tomorrow? Let's make an appointment to meet and I will show you the room."
Simi: "Will it be too much trouble?"
Ji Donglin: "I'm not the only one, Jinyang has several fans who also want to meet you. If you agree, I will pick a few representative fans from the fan club tomorrow to pick you up together. My Lady, give the fans a Chance."
Simi hesitated for a while before saying: "Then tomorrow, where will I wait for you?"
"Your Majesty is not familiar with the place of birth, please give me your address, and I will pick you up. ^_^"
Simi shared the location with him through WeChat, and she checked the time again, it was already three o'clock in the morning.She quickly replied: "It's already three o'clock! You haven't slept yet? Staying up late is not good for your health."
"With the care of Her Majesty the Empress, I think I can survive another century. The address has been saved, and I will pick you up at 10:30 tomorrow morning."
It was already 10:30 the next day when Ying Quhe finished his work and returned home.
When the car drove to the door of the house, it was blocked by a blue Maserati.Ying Quhe didn't know why a car was parked on the road in front of the house, turned around and went another way.
The car just drove out of the corner, and saw Simi coming out of the small door with her bag in her hand, and got into the Maserati.
Didn't you say you have no friends in Jinyang?
Ying Quhe was a little bored, and when he got home, he saw 200 yuan on the coffee table in the living room, and a note to leave a message:
"Thank you Mr. Ying for taking care of me. I have put the rent on the table. If you don't have enough money, you can tell me and I will transfer the money to you with a WeChat red envelope. —— Xixiximi."
Ying Quhe: "..." A wolf-hearted little thing.
Probably because he didn't expect Simi to leave first, Ying Quhe was a little dazed holding the note, feeling that he had helped a white-eyed wolf from the beginning to the end.
At the same time Simmy sneezed.
Ji Donglin passed the tissue over and asked her, "Is the air conditioner too low?"
"Can the windows be opened? Natural wind may be more comfortable." Ji Donglin's car smelled of perfume, and with the help of the air conditioner, she was a little bored who didn't often drive.
Ji Donglin lowered the car window, gusts of fresh wind poured in.
While Ji Donglin was concentrating on driving, Simi glanced at Ji Donglin secretly. He was a big boy with a white shirt and a well-dressed white shirt. He was very thin. Compared with Ying Qu and the mature men, he was more energetic and sunny than his peers. .
looks...
very handsome.It is not an exaggeration to be called the little fresh meat male god by fans.
When waiting for the traffic light, Ji Donglin turned his head to meet Simi's bright black eyes, and said with a bright smile, "Is Your Lady Empress addicted to my beauty?"
"..." Simi almost choked on his own saliva, and quickly turned to look outside.
When Ji Donglin smiled, he showed two cute little canine teeth: "Just kidding, look at your shyness. Let's go to the coffee shop first, and the fans are waiting."
When it comes to fans, Simi finally returned to the same front with him.
She checked her fingers excitedly, blinked and asked him, "Do I have many fans?"
Ji Donglin smiled: "A lot, many fans told me that they want to see you. I picked a few representative fans and waited in the cafe."
Simi also felt that he had a lot of fans.After all, it was definitely not her hallucination that the screen was swiped as soon as she entered the penguin colony yesterday!
The coffee shop has been reserved by Ji Donglin, and the electronic screen at the door reads "Xixi Ximi Fan Exchange Meeting".
Simi paused at the door, staring at the electronic screen feeling exaggerated.
The environment inside was good, a group of people sat comfortably on the sofa, and when they saw her coming in, they got up to greet her.
There is a middle-aged uncle in a suit and leather shoes, a boy with a red scarf wearing three stripes on his arm, and a grandmother who is over eighty years old.
Grandma grabbed Simi's hand, as if seeing her own granddaughter: "You are our Simi, right? I'm your fan! My grandson and I are both your fans!" The old lady paused , Turning around to ask the little grandson: "Is that word called 'brainless fan'?"
Seeing Simi, the young boy in the red scarf blushed inexplicably and nodded to his grandma holding his breath.
Ji Donglin pointed to the middle-aged uncle and introduced: "Simmy, this is the deputy head of our fan club, Lao Qin." Then he pointed to the old lady and the child: "These two are the two guardians of our fan club, The children are also the housekeepers of our fan group, responsible for managing the order of the penguin group and the Weibo group."
"Administrator?" Simi was a little embarrassed.She is also a guardian, so what is the difference between her and the leader of the demon sect?
Why let a child be an administrator! ?
In response to this, the old lady explained: "I don't know those twists and turns. Xiao Ji and Xiao Qin are usually busy with work. Our Xiao Ming usually has nothing to do except go to class, so he is the most suitable."
Xiao Ming nodded, and said inexplicably shyly: "Yes, sister Xi, I go to school very easily, don't underestimate me, I am also managing our class group."
All the young and old were lovely, which flattered her a little.
She just made it to one of the preliminary rounds, and she's not a great chef, how could He De have such a good group of fans TT.
At noon, a group of people went to the river to eat crayfish.
The riverside has a wide view, and the breeze is cool under the shade of the trees. Spicy crayfish and cold beer are a perfect match.
Ji Donglin put a few of the fattest and thickest sago into the sago bowl.Simi looked at the bowl full of shrimps, and quickly covered the bowl with his hands: "Enough is enough, I will do it myself after I finish eating."
Ji Donglin happily put down his chopsticks, sat opposite Simi, held his face in both hands, and looked at her with a nympho.
Simi picked up a crayfish, sucked out the spicy and sweet soup with her mouth, and then peeled the shell to take out the fattest shrimp meat at the tail, which made her extremely satisfied.The soup is prepared just right. In addition to the spicy residue on the tip of the tongue, there is also a slight sweetness wrapped in the shrimp meat.
Ji Donglin asked her, "Is it delicious?"
Simi drank a glass of cold beer, and the pungent spicy taste was instantly suppressed by Touxinliang.She nodded in response: delicious, so delicious!
The old lady: "Eat more if it tastes good, crayfish are full! By the way, girl, what is your real name?"
She frowned and said, "You can call me Simi!"
The old lady asked again: "I heard Xiao Ji said, do you want to rent a house? My family has an old house for rent, two bedrooms and one living room, 500 yuan a month. If you want to rent, I will rent it to you for [-] yuan."
Simi's gnawing on the shrimp suddenly stopped: "Really?"
When the old lady smiled, her eyes narrowed into a line, and Xiao Ming patted her chest and interjected: "A man, you can talk as much as you say! Even if grandma can't make the decision, I, as the sole heir of the family, will rent it to you for 300 yuan!"
The old lady slapped the child on the head: "You brat, what are you talking about when the adults are talking?"
Xiao Ming rubbed his head, continued to gnaw on the shrimp with his head down, peeking at Simi from time to time with his shining eyes, and when the adults stopped talking, he said: "Sister Simi, you look so good-looking, you are prettier than Brother Ji !"
Ji Donglin: "Boy, what did you say when you were the head of my support team? Did you agree to be each other's angels? Why did you start hurting each other?"
Being praised for being good-looking, Simi did not hide his emotions, showing two rows of small white teeth when he smiled: "Xiao Ming, there are not many children who are as smart, brave and honest as you nowadays."
Halfway through the meal, the taciturn Lao Qin wiped his hands and stood up, saying to them, "Eat slowly, my company still has something to do, let's go first."
After Lao Qin left, Simi felt less restrained. She casually said, "Does Lao Qin have a family? How did he become the deputy head of the fan club?" At any rate, he was a mature middle-aged man, how could he be so boring? .
Ji Donglin said: "Yes, don't look at Lao Qin's silence. The two major playgrounds in Jinyang are both Lao Qin's property. Usually, the fan club needs to organize some welfare activities to give fans, and he will arrange it all by himself."
Simi took a sip of Ice Sprite, feeling overwhelmed.
All sound great.
Even the children are all three-striped red scarves, she suddenly felt that her fan group had a unique style of painting, which was different...
After reuniting with the fans who had a unique style of painting, Ji Donglin brought Simi to the community that the old lady said, and he was responsible for taking the key and showing Simi the room.
The old house is close to the third ring road, the community is indeed very old, and the exterior walls of the buildings are gray and gray.The room is hardly decorated, the concrete floor, the dining room has a ceiling fan, and the floor tiles in the bathroom are so black that almost no color can be seen.
Ji Donglin didn't expect the conditions to be so bad. He said, "Why don't I find another room for you? It's too aggrieved to live here. You are also a fan group after all."
Although she enjoys the feeling of having a fan group, the reality tells her that people like her have no conditional choice at all.
Ji Donglin stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at the dirty floor, he didn't dare to step in.
He really admired the goddess, not only stepped in, but actually walked back and forth inside, and even twisted a rusty faucet.
Rusty water gushes out, and the air is filled with the smell of rust.
He pinched his nose and said, "Goddess, I still have a spare room in my house, why don't you move to my place, as for the rent, you can just give it as a symbol."
Simi refused decisively. After all, she just met Ji Donglin, and the meal was a treat for him, which already made her feel very sorry, and she really had no face to hold back.
Living in someone else's house is always inconvenient. The game is coming up, and she needs a kitchen of her own to practice.
Simi paid one month's rent first, and then led by Ji Donglin to the supermarket outside the community to buy some daily necessities.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening after returning to the community, and it was already dark.Simi took the things from Ji Donglin's hand and said, "I'll just go up by myself. I've troubled you all day, so go back and rest early."
Ji Donglin looked at her eagerly, expressing that he wanted to go up and have a bite of food.
Simmy said, "I'll make a whole dinner for everyone when I clean up the place some other day."
Ji Donglin walked out of the community in three steps, and sat in the car for a while before reluctantly leaving.
Ji Donglin, who was chased by fans as an idol, finally realized the feeling of chasing an idol today.
Ji Donglin sighed in the small group:
"The goddess is cuter than on TV, I feel like I have fallen, the boy's heart is bursting, I have tasted the taste of first love. _(:з)∠)_"
——Old Qin: "Little Simi belongs to everyone."
——Granny: "Little Simi belongs to everyone."
——Xiao Ming: "Sister Simi is mine! ╮(╯▽╰)╭"
The system prompts: "Xiaoming Xiaoming" has been kicked out of this group by the group owner.
Simi cleaned the rental house inside and out, put two green lucky bamboos in the bedroom, replaced it with clean bedding, and laid out neat sheets. Finally, it felt like home.
She lay on the bed and sniffed the smell of new cotton, turned on her phone and saw Ying Qu and a WeChat message:
"Where are you?"
Simi posted a tongue-sticking emoji: "Report to Mr. Ying, I have successfully rented a house, and I have a small nest of my own for the time being. Thank you Mr. Ying for taking care of me these days. Is there something wrong with me, sir?"
"I asked where you were."
Simi: "Is it because the accommodation fee I paid last night was not enough? Then I will transfer the red envelope to you on WeChat, how much is the difference?"
Ying Quhe: "I don't accept red envelopes, where are you? I'll come to you."
Simi shared her location on WeChat, and checked her online banking balance afterwards.
Gourmet Road lent her 9999 yuan. This money can only be used for emergencies and cannot be spent indiscriminately. After getting through the current difficulties, the money must be returned.
The proprietress gave her 300 yuan in salary, and Ying Quhe paid her 700 yuan. After the red envelope, the accommodation fee for Ying Quhe last night, and the rent just now, she had less than [-] yuan left.
It means that she has to rely on these hundreds of dollars for the rest of her life.
An hour later, the hoarse doorbell rang.
Simi opened the door, and saw Ying Quhe in a sports suit standing in the corridor, with earphones hanging around his neck, one hand in his pocket, the other hanging naturally, hooking a plastic bag with his slender fingers.
There are vegetables, meat, and two lemons in it.
Seeing that Simi was stunned, Ying Quhe asked her, "You're not welcome?"
"No, no." Seeing Ying Qu and such a young sportswear for the first time, Simi seemed to have instantly changed from an old and ruthless shopping mall to a sunny young man who loves sports.
As soon as Ying Quhe stepped into the room, a musty damp smell hit his nostrils. He subconsciously frowned, and handed the ingredients to Simi: "Go get something to eat, I'm hungry."
Simi held the ingredients, stared at his back and asked, "Mr. Ying, you came all this way not only to ask for accommodation, but also to hire labor for free."
Ying Quhe glanced at the living room, turned around and looked at her seriously: "From now on, you will be like Jian Jian and call me Lao Qu. If you cook a meal for me, the room fee will be cancelled."
Simi snorted, turned and walked towards the kitchen with the ingredients in his arms.
Ying Quhe hooked her back collar with his slender fingers, "Wait, I still have something to ask you."
Simi was dragged back by him, "What's the matter?"
"Do you have other friends in Jinyang?"
Simi didn't know why Ying Quhe asked this suddenly, thought for a while and shook his head, "No."
"Lie." Ying Quhe let go of her, withdrew his hand, and put it back in his trouser pocket.
Simi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "Does netizen count?"
Ying Quhe looked serious: "So you got into a netizen's car today?"
Simi was a little shocked holding the ingredients, "Mr. Ying, how do you know?"
"Old Qu." Ying Qu corrected her slightly harshly.
"Hmm...Old Qu." It was the first time to address Ying Quhe like this, it was really awkward, and the moment he said it, he was quite embarrassed.She said: "You should go to sit on the sofa for a while first, and I'll make something to eat."
Responding to the song and nodding "hmm".
Simi breathed a sigh of relief when he walked into the kitchen, opened the plastic bag, took out the pork, and found that there were no matching vegetables.
Remove the pork, leaving a small handful of sweet potato leaves and two lemons.
She remembered that lettuce porridge was still cooking in the pot, and it seemed that making some lion's head would go well with it.
Take the pork out of the sago, half fat and thin, finely chop, and then coarsely chop into rice grains.Without vegetables, Simi chopped up the horseshoe bought in the afternoon, mixed it with minced meat, and finally shaped it into balls and threw it into the oil pan for deep frying.
Until a thin layer of crispy shell forms on the lion's head, take it out, add soy sauce and sugar to the pot and cook over low heat, collect the sugar juice and put it on a plate.
Ying Quhe watched the rebroadcast of "The Taste of China" in the living room.
Simi arranged the dishes and sat down on the sofa, reached for the remote control, and turned up the volume of the TV.
The camera happened to fall on her face. Under the light, her face was so pale that there was no blood in it. Compared with the hatchback of the host, it paled into clear water.
Simi bit her wooden chopsticks and sighed, "No wonder so many people call me ugly on Weibo, it turns out I'm really uglier than I thought."
Ying Quhe picked up the chopsticks, picked up a braised lion's head, took a bite, the teeth collided with the crispy skin, making a crispy sound.Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, the delicate meat paste and delicious sauce fill the mouth with aroma.
Only frying can make the skin so crispy, but in the middle of the night, greasy dishes will be greatly reduced.Fortunately, Simi understands the thinking of eaters. A bowl of green lettuce and green leaf porridge not only dissolves greasy, but also has the effect of cooling off.
A bowl of warm porridge cools people visually and tastes, and also gives him a warm feeling of a small family.
Ying Quhe appreciates Simi's ability to control food.When she cooks, she not only takes care of people's appetite, but also takes care of people's feelings, which will bring people an indescribable subtle emotion.
Her dishes seem to be brought to life by her, and they are very contagious.
For example, the braised lion's head and green vegetable porridge is like a Chinese-style standard couple's match. Two dishes that seem to be out of tune, but unexpectedly matched.
The little girl was holding the bowl, staring at the screen with gusto, took a sip of green leaf porridge with her small mouth, and sighed: "Nan Qing is really capable."
The window of the living room was open, and as soon as the breeze came in, a little hair of hers fluttered, and she stood alone.
Ying Quhe put down the tableware, stretched out her long arms and stopped above her head.
Simi noticed a shadow looming over him, and when he raised his head, he flicked his finger unexpectedly.
"Oh..." She cried out in pain, covered her forehead, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
"Don't stare at the TV while eating, please don't disappoint the deliciousness of these dishes, they also want to be respected." Yingqu and speech are still serious, even if it is nonsense.
Simi was about to pick up some vegetables, but when he looked down, he found four braised lion heads, none of which were left, only a little sauce on the bottom of the plate.
She glared at Ying Quhe, took a big gulp of gruel, and suppressed her anger.
Eat and drink enough, respond to the music and have no tendency to leave, still sitting in the living room watching the show.
Ying Qu and the sitting posture are very correct, unlike her, who always likes to lie down on the sofa, wishing to be integrated with the sofa.
It seems that Ying Quhe will not leave before the end of the show.
Simi didn't care to watch the show, leaned back on the sofa and checked Weibo, and scanned down one by one, and saw the private messages of Gourmet Road.
Since she stopped posting recipes on Weibo, Gourmet Road has not posted on Weibo again.
——Gourmet Road: "Congratulations for entering the next game. Add me on WeChat."
A QR code is attached.
Simi found his WeChat, wrote the verification information, and waited for it to pass. By the way, he clicked on his profile picture to view the big picture.Disappointed that the avatar is not the real person, but the Hollywood movie star Al Pacino.
Ying Quhe's phone was in his trouser pocket, and when he received the verification message, it vibrated slightly.
He took out his mobile phone and passed, glanced at Simi, and saw the corner of the little girl's lips twitch.
——Sixi Ximi: "Ah, ah, the grandson of the turtle!"
—— Food said: "So excited?"
——Sixi Ximi: "Yes, yes, have you watched my game? How do you think I performed?"
——Gourmet said: "You have made a fatal mistake. Based on this alone, you will not be able to enter the top [-] in the next game."
——Sixi Simi: "(⊙v⊙) Huh??"
——Gourmet Road: "What color cutting board and what kind of dishes are served should be strictly distinguished. This is the most basic thing. Go all out when you participate in the competition, and don't take chances."
After Ying Quhe finished typing this paragraph, he raised his eyes to see Simi's expression.
The little girl nunu cornered her mouth, muttering: "I don't take chances..."
Ying Quhe couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.He just reminded her that the girl was wronged.
Simi was typing on her mobile phone when Ying Quhe suddenly stood up, and the voice floated down from above her head: "There are still four days before the competition, you should practice hard these few days, watch more competitions from previous years, and see those chefs often mistake."
She nodded hurriedly, and sent him away like a plague god.
There was no reply from Food Road for a long time, and Simi was about to turn off his phone, when the blacked-out screen suddenly lit up, and he received a WeChat message from Food Road.
——Gourmet Road: "Come on for the game."
Simi frowned at the screen.
——Sixi Ximi: "Don't worry, I will definitely win the championship, and I will return the money to you when I get the bonus."
——Gourmet Road: "You don't need to pay it back, the money is for your recipe copyright fee, I am a chef who respects copyright. :)"
——Sixi Ximi: "Hey, can you tamper with the recipe without giving it money? I don't want the money! I will pay you back sooner or later, and then I can stand up straight and continue to curse your tongue so sweet and cooking without salt. :) "
——Gourmet said: "It's up to you, go to bed early."
——Sisi Simi: "Good night."
Simi turned on the ceiling fan in the bedroom, lay on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, and enjoyed the coolness of the natural wind.She stared at the ceiling thinking about reconciliation, grandson, competition...
The upper and lower eyelids were fighting with sleepiness, but the bed suddenly shook, the chandelier also began to sway, and the white latex paint of the old house began to peel off, sparingly falling on Simi's face, causing her to cough.
This is……
earthquake?
Beichuan under the jurisdiction of Jinyang was once the hardest-hit area by the earthquake, and the tragic situation in the news is still vivid in my mind.
Jinyang is on the earthquake belt, and the people here are used to the earthquake every two months.
But Simi was a foreigner, and it was the first time she experienced an earthquake. The slight shaking had already made her feel extremely threatened, so she quickly ran downstairs with her pillow in her arms.
In the courtyard of the community, a group of elders and aunts sitting calmly under the vines shaking cattail fans to cool off, saw her rushing out barefoot, and jokingly said:
"The little girl just moved in, isn't she freaking out?"
"Where is the little girl from? Isn't she from the local area?"
"There are earthquakes here every three days, just get used to it."
Used to it……
Are the locals so calm about the earthquake?Simi was ashamed.
She stayed outside barefoot for half an hour. When she returned to the house, she found that the latex paint on the wall had peeled off and there was a crack.
She squatted in the corner with her mobile phone in hand, measured the size of the crack, and called Ying Quhe very seriously.
Ying Quhe drove to pick her up, threw her toiletries and a change of clothes into the trunk, and sat back in the car to remind her: "Seat belt."
Simi put on her seat belt honestly, feeling that Jinyang is too dangerous, she is using her life to participate in the competition!
Ying Quhe backed the car out of the community, walked on the spacious road, and explained: "Just now there was a [-]-magnitude aftershock in Beichuan, which affected Jinyang. Move in."
"Netizens are really unreliable." Simi wanted to cry but had no tears. "I don't know if the 300 yuan rent can be refunded. I'm crying."
"Even the netizens dare to believe it, they are brave enough," Ying Quhe took out a paper contract and threw it to her while waiting for the traffic lights at the intersection: "Look at this rental contract, and sign it if you have no problem."
Simi took over the "Housing Lease Contract" and carefully scanned the terms, which are roughly as follows:
[-]. Party B (Ying Quhe) rents out a bedroom to Party A (Ximi) free of charge, and shall not charge any fees.Party A needs to take care of Party B's three meals a day and recognize Party B as a teacher to offset the rent.
[-]. The kitchen is freely used by Party A (Simi). Without Party A's permission, Party B (Ying Quhe) is not allowed to enter or leave the kitchen at will.
[-]. Party A (Simi) shall not move out without reason without the consent of Party B (Ying Quhe), otherwise it will be regarded as a breach of contract.Party B shall not force Party A to leave, otherwise it shall be regarded as breach of contract.
100. Once Party A and Party B sign the contract, it will take effect immediately and the validity period is six months.If either Party A or Party B breaches the contract, the other party shall be compensated RMB [-].
Simi read the terms and conditions several times, which means that Ying Quhe will rent her a house for free, but she must take care of Ying Qu and three meals a day, and call him Master?
For Simi now, nothing is important, the most important thing is having a place to live! !
She won't suffer from such a clause, and neither should Ying Quhe. Without thinking about it, she took out a pen from her bag, brushed it to sign, and handed the contract to Ying Quhe: "Master, the contract is signed."
Ying Quhe turned the page with one hand, confirmed that her signature was correct, and threw it to the back seat.
Back at the residence, Simi lost even the energy to open his eyes, fell on the bed, and immediately fell asleep.
At five o'clock the next morning, she got up early to prepare breakfast for Ying Quhe, but there was a note on the table: "Breakfast is temporarily free, there is food in the kitchen, please prepare lunch before 11 o'clock, use the ingredients properly, don't waste .——Ying Quhe"
The kitchen of this villa does not adopt the popular open plan, but the traditional semi-closed.
Simi opened the frosted glass door, and the spacious and bright kitchen came into view immediately. The stove, pots and utensils were clean.The kitchen window is very large, and a row of green plants are planted on the window sill, which is not stained with any grease. Either the owner rarely cooks, or the owner pursues cleanliness to a perverted level.
As a Chinese chef, Simi enjoys such a kitchen.
There are vegetables, fruits, and all kinds of fresh meat in the refrigerator. Looking at the labels, they are sealed at four o'clock in the morning, which means that these ingredients were delivered fresh at four o'clock in the morning.
Simi simply loves this kitchen and the food in this freezer so much.She stretched out her arms and hugged the freezer, and kissed a few more to satisfy her appetite.
At noon, Simi made four dishes and one soup.
Crystal Shrimp Cake, Curry Portunus, Stir-Fried Kidney, Pork Wrap, Seaweed Egg Drop Soup.When Ying Quhe didn't come back until the meal time, Ying Shengnan and Tian Jian came instead.
The two of them were not surprised to see her when they entered the room. Tian Jian walked into the dining room, bent down and sniffed a table of delicacies, and rubbed her hands together, "Mimi, it's so delicious, Lao Qu called us, and Lao Ying and I came over right away. You join me. Today's dishes are very rich."
Ying Shengnan sneakily stole a bottle of Le Pin wine from the wine cellar, and Tian Jian had already opened it when she went to wash her hands.Tian Jian took a few sips from the wine bottle, then handed it to Simi: "Come on, Mimi, take a sip, it tastes very good."
Simi glanced at the bottle label and swallowed.
Although she has no interest in wine, the senior brother taught her how to taste wine. The price of each bottle of Le Pin will not be lower than six figures. This bottle alone is enough for her to pay for a house in the small county of Jialing.
Ying Shengnan poured a glass of sago, but she didn't dare to drink it, so she timidly pushed it back, "I'm allergic to alcohol, so I don't drink alcohol." She was afraid that she would be kicked out by Ying Quhe if she drank the extravagant wine.
Tian Jian drank half of the bottle in one gulp. The drink was full of energy, and she started groggy and talking nonsense before eating half of the food.
Ying Shengnan put a chopstick of food into Tian Jian's bowl, raised his eyes and said to Simi, "Qu He asked me to come here with Jian Jian to use our tongues to help you try dishes. He is quite interested in you. It's just... aren't you too unfamiliar with seafood dishes?"
Drunk Tian Jian is even more incapable of making twists and turns: "Mimi, your seafood dishes are so unpalatable..." After finishing speaking, she poked her seafood dishes with her chopsticks in distaste.
"..."
So direct and lethal!
Ordinary people may not be able to eat what's the problem.But Tian Jian and Ying Shengnan's tongue is one in a million, and their sensitivity to food is far beyond ordinary people.
Seafood dishes are Simi's weakness, she can't deny this, and try to avoid it when cooking.
But the competition is just around the corner, and the program team may provide seafood to make things difficult for the contestants.In order to face up to his shortcomings, Simi bit the bullet and made two seafood dishes.
Before she started doing it, she was already mentally prepared to be called a silly dog by Ying Qu and scolded.
Ying Shengnan is not like Ying Quhe, he has a very gentle temper and talks, "Xiao Ximi, do you know how lucky you are? Our family Quhe is best at seafood. The state banquet hosted by the Prime Minister the year before last for the Queen of England included four hot dishes and two seafood dishes. Dao. And these two seafood dishes are made by Qu He. If you want to improve your seafood cooking skills, I suggest you wear a little black dress with thighs exposed tonight and wait for Qu He to come back."
"Why do you wear a little black dress that shows off your thighs?" Simi spread a pair of chopsticks apart in a parrying motion.
"Seduction." Ying Shengnan cast a smirk, "Our family, Quhe, has high requirements on the qualifications of apprentices, and we won't accept apprentices easily. If you want him to teach you how to cook seafood dishes, sex is okay."
"Well, Ben Mi's bones are amazing, he is beautiful and talented, and he has already worshiped as a teacher last night." Simi put down a pair of chopsticks, and after narcissism, he held his face and sighed: "A state banquet, is it really a state banquet? Isn't it a family banquet? Master hides merit and fame deeply."
Ying Shengnan teased, "You are the chef god of Jialing ancient town, and he is the chef of the state banquet, a perfect match."
With a hair! !At best, she is a frog in a well. The Xijia restaurant can become famous in China only because of the cooking skills of intangible cultural heritage.Comparing the two sides, Yingquhe is like a big river and the sea, but she is just a pool of stagnant water at the bottom of the well.
State banquets have always been a distant fantasy for her.But now she suddenly realized that this fantasy can be divided into a dream.
Before lunch, she thought that Ying Quhe would take advantage of cooking three meals a day and calling him Master.After lunch, this master convinced her.
She got a big deal for nothing!
Ying Shengnan raised his eyebrows humorously: "Qu He rarely accepts an apprentice, it seems that he really admires you. If you can learn his essence, you can win the competition and participate in the state banquet, and you will be just around the corner."
The drunk Tian Jian lay on the dining table and hiccupped: "Mimi, second brother wants to pick you up!"
Ying Shengnan sternly scolded Tian Jian: "Tsk, what are you talking about? Does the second brother look like that kind of person?" Very similar!Ying Quhe is like a bright beast, where there will be a coquettish smell in the air.
Simi frowned and nodded, and said seriously: "Well, I also don't think Master is that kind of person."
The gap between her and Ying Quhe is too big. If it wasn't for her culinary skills, it would be difficult to be a friend, let alone a mentor.
In a way, Ying Quhe is her bole.
A bole who is willing to support her when she is in trouble.
The judge of "The Taste of China" in previous years was Ying Shengnan. She found that the two brothers were unambiguous when they were judges.
In previous years, most of the chefs participating in the competition were bald men. This year, she and Nan Qing are the two rare beauties.The WeChat notification sounded "Ding Ding", Simi thought it was a gourmet dish, and grabbed the phone from the coffee table.
——Ji Donglin: "Why isn't Her Majesty at home? I brought you beer, crayfish, fruit and some vegetables."
——Simi: "The earthquake last night, the wall cracked, and I felt my life was threatened, so can I get my 300 yuan back?"
——Ji Donglin: "It's just an earthquake, it's okay. Refunding is a small problem. The current problem is where do you live, Queen? You won't sleep on the street all night, right? I can live here temporarily, and I will rent it to you for 300 yuan Single room, do you think it's okay?"
——Simi: "No, I rented a room at a friend's house and have moved."
——Ji Donglin: "The empress is so quick. _(:з)∠)_"
As the competition date approached, Simi nestled on the sofa thinking about how to get Ying Qu and teach her how to cook seafood dishes.She thought of countless sets of prayer words.
Simi was silently practicing her words, and Ying Quhe had already quietly walked into the living room, stood behind the sofa, and said to the back of her head: "Follow me into the kitchen, and I will teach you how to handle seafood."
She was caught off guard, and her ears were bombarded by subwoofers again. The blood tank was emptied, and the blush burned to the base of her ears.
So she thought about the opening line for hours, and it was scrapped before she could use it?
Walking into the kitchen, Ying Quhe took out the apron from the locker and put it on, and stretched out his long arms with his back to Simi, "Help me tie it on."
Simi let out a "huh", and moved forward with his hands in a circle, grabbed the two apron laces, wrapped them around his back, and carefully tied two bows.
Ying Quhe handed her a men's apron, and when Simi put it on, the length almost reached her ankles, and the belt was wrapped around her waist twice to barely fall to the ground.The height difference between the two is directly reflected in the apron
Simi lowered his head and began to clean Pippi Shrimp, responded and poked the back of her hand, pointing out: "Wrong." He picked another one and showed her the correct cleaning method.
His fingers touched the skin on the back of her hand, and the warm breath spread from a certain point to the surroundings, like a thin layer of ice melting.
Simi nodded in embarrassment, her ears felt inexplicably hot, but fortunately her short hair covered her red ears and her little emotions that couldn't be concealed.
The bangs almost covered her eyes, and she didn't dare to look up, when Ying Qu and a pale finger suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, removing the bunch of bangs blocking her view for her.
The man's fingers brushed against the skin of her forehead, and the cold touch immediately ignited her blood, causing her beating heart to almost burst through the chest cavity.
Her thoughts were out of control, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
God knows how much she wants to chop off these hands at this moment...
"Wrong." Ying Quhe seemed impatient.
She tried to take a few deep breaths.
Calm.
calm down...
The man's hot chest suddenly pressed against her back lightly, and his warm breath spread behind her ears.
Ying Qu and a pair of hands brushed her arms, and moved forward, "Do you still shake your hand after grabbing it? Pippi shrimp is actually not that scary. If you think of it as delicious, it will naturally become cute." Responding to the song and controlling her right hand, let her aim the scissors at the tail of Pippi shrimp, "Start cutting from here, there is also meat at the tail, which can be reserved for later use."
The subwoofer bombarded her ears at close range, and the man's breath soaked half of her face red.
She has seen this kind of posture of embracing from behind on TV.
The scene in the kitchen suddenly became a little... ambiguous.
Simi's neat bangs were parted in the middle by Ying Qu and swayed, which really opened up a lot of vision.
Under his guidance, she cut off the tail of the shrimp as if she had accomplished a great event, satisfied and relieved.Ying Quhe let go of her and went to help her organize the ingredients.
"Do you want to make spicy Pipi shrimp?" Simi took a deep breath, and his heartbeat finally eased.
"There are some things that are too late to teach you. But you remember to cover up three ugliness with one spicy."
Ying Qu and he cracked the dried peppers slowly, as if a magical power lingered around his fingertips, attracting you to look carefully, and you couldn't bear to look away.The action of breaking the chili with both hands seemed to overlap with a scene in her memory.Simi stared at these hands, feeling familiar.
Her eyes stared blankly at Ying Qu and those hands, and she muttered: "...I have only heard that one white covers three ugliness, but I have never heard that one hot one covers three ugliness."
Simi’s hometown tastes sweet, and the spiciness of his hometown is completely different from the spiciness here in Jinyang.Jinyang is the hot and spicy capital in terms of taste, and the taste here is mostly spicy.
Ying Qu said: "Spicy itself is not a taste, but a kind of stimulation to people's nerves, it is a kind of pain."
Simi raised his chin to answer: "So, when the tongue is under a kind of pain, its sensitivity will be reduced, thus affecting the food tester's judgment on the food? The Western food in our Xijia Restaurant has a mild taste. I I've always wanted to try this heavy flavor, but I never had the chance. Compared with you, I, the chef god of the ancient town, have no reputation. You are a whale in the sea, and I am a frog at the bottom of the well."
She remembered showing off her culinary skills in front of Ying Quhe, and she began to feel embarrassed. She had a sense of shame in the middle school two when the frog king at the bottom of the well said to the Dragon King of the East China Sea, "the widest sea I have ever seen".
Ying Quhe saw her embarrassment, flicked her forehead again, and praised her appropriately: "You have such accomplishments at such a young age, and many chefs can't match them. You are talented, and you, a frog in a well, have great potential." very."
Simi hissed, rubbed his forehead and asked, "Master Ying, do you play Weibo?"
"Not playing. You can try it for your sake."
The phrase "for you" hit Simi's heart directly.She didn't dare to look at Ying Quhe again, and turned around to open the refrigerator, pretending to get ingredients.
"Looking for something? There are two layers of vegetables on the top, two layers of melons and fruits in the middle, and the bottom layer, with meat on the left and seafood on the right."
Simi's mind was blank, and he gritted his teeth and knocked on the refrigerator door, trying to wake himself up as soon as possible.
She just wants to cool off, calm down...
She took out a box of jellyfish casually, turned around to meet Shang Yingqu and a pair of eyes, and was suddenly speechless due to the language barrier.
"The jellyfish has not been processed, and it can only be a pot of shit, so Miss Simi, are you planning to let me refine salt?" Ying Quhe put one hand on the marble countertop, tapped the countertop with his index finger, his eyes were stern, "I'm very dissatisfied with your performance today, raise your head."
She didn't dare to lift it...QAQ...
Ying Quhe raised her little head with his hands, and found that the little girl was blushing, "Are you hot?" The girl's face was too small, and he could completely wrap her face with his five fingers.Such smallness made him inexplicably desire to protect, and he couldn't bear to use a strict attitude anymore.
The doorbell in the living room broke the embarrassment of the two, Ying Quhe withdrew his hand, "Go and open the door."
Simi almost ran out of the kitchen, and watched the door through the visual surveillance at the entrance, and Ji Donglin's face appeared on the electronic screen.
Why is he here?Simi was still hesitating whether to open the door, but Ying Quhe had already quietly stopped behind him, bent over to look at the electronic screen, his cheek almost brushed against her ear.
There was almost no distance between the two, and she could even hear his breathing clearly.
Ying Quhe straightened up, pressed the call button, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Ji Donglin was stunned when he heard a man's voice coming from the receiver. Isn't the goddess' friend a woman?How could it be a man?Is it a nanny?driver?housekeeper?
Ji Donglin cleared his throat and said, "Hi, excuse me, I'm a good friend of your master's friend. I'm here to find your master's friend."
After a moment of silence in the receiver, a magnetic male voice came out slowly: "I am the master."
Ji Donglin suddenly felt a little heartbroken.How can a goddess live with a man?He bit his lips in pain, "I'm looking for Simi."
Ying Quhe covered the tiny hole of the receiver with his hand, turned to look at Simi: "I'm looking for you? I know you?"
Simi nodded, faltering and saying: "This is the... netizen I told you about."
"Is that unfamiliar?"
Simi didn't deny it.
Ying Quhe continued to speak into the receiver: "Sorry, the master's friend said that she doesn't have any good friends."
Outside the door, Ji Donglin was anxious, pointing his nostrils at the camera, and loudly defended: "The goddess is me! Ji Donglin! Fan group!"
Ying Quhe was about to hang up the communication, but Simi stopped him in time, "It seems that it is not written in the contract...the apprentice can't entertain...friends at home, right?"
"I'm the host, so I have to get my consent to entertain guests, right?" Ying Quhe hung up quickly and completely cut off contact with the outside world. "It's already evening, do you want to keep him for dinner?"
Simi clasped his fists and begged him, "Master Ying, although I don't know him well, he invited me to eat crayfish anyway, and he rented the house for me. I owe him a favor, why don't you let him in? Tonight I cook, and I will give you cash for the meal."
Ying Quhe's eyes were filled with displeasure, and he was finally defeated when he looked at Simi's pitiful black eyes.
Ji Donglin has the obsession with not dying until the Yellow River, so he keeps ringing the doorbell and knocking on the iron gate outside.
A small iron door finally opened, and Simi's small head poked out from inside, "Ji Donglin, come in quickly."
Ji Donglin followed her in, and asked Simi in a low voice, "Goddess, how many people live here?"
"two."
Simi led him into the living room and sat down, pouring him a glass of water.
Ji Donglin drank his saliva and looked around, and collided with Ying Qu and Simu who came out of the kitchen.Ying Quhe took the remote control to change the channel, took a sip of coffee and found that someone was staring at him.
He turned his head slightly and gave the opponent a sharp eye.
Ji Donglin saw his facial features clearly and was choked by the water.He brazenly embraced Ying Qu and his arms, his eyes staring brightly: "Male god!"
Ji Donglin no longer knew how to describe his emotions.
Not only does his goddess live in this villa, but also his god!Ying Quhe is not only the judge of "The Taste of China" this year, but also a low-key celebrity chef in the industry. He has participated in several state banquets. This person's level has far surpassed the executive chef of a five-star hotel.
Ji Donglin once had the honor of his grandfather, and had the honor to taste his craft once.That taste alone is enough to make his taste buds remember Yingqu and 100 years.Now begging him for a meal is even harder than going to heaven, Ji Donglin couldn't help shaking Ying Quhe's arm: "Male god!"
"Let go."
Ji Donglin let go, pointed to the tip of his nose and asked, "Master, do you still remember me? Eight years ago, you hosted a birthday banquet for my grandfather. We met."
He did have a birthday banquet eight years ago, the [-]th birthday of Mr. Ji's family.Eight years ago, the grandson of Ji's family seemed to be still a junior high school kid?
Eight years passed in a blink of an eye, and the yellow-haired kid back then has now become a little bandit who came to pick on his apprentice.Responding to the song and nodding: "I remember."
Ji Donglin suppressed his excitement: "Then what should I call you? Ying Uncle? Ying Dashen? Ying Uncle? You are well maintained, as young as eight years ago, without a single wrinkle on your face."
"..." Ying Quhe looked at him expressionlessly, wanting to kick him out.
Eight years ago, he was 22 years old, and now he is only [-], but he was called uncle by the little bastard.
Finding fault on purpose?
During the meal, Ji Donglin asked: "Uncle Ying, let me ask silently, what is your relationship with my goddess?"
Ying Quhe: "Then you should maintain the state of "silently"."
"We are a master-student relationship." Simi was also choked by Ji Donglin's "uncle". She poked the bastard's elbow with her chopsticks, "How old are you?"
"20." Ji Donglin lowered his head to pick up a mouthful of rice, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Don't think I'm an old man. I started receiving manuscript fees at the age of 15. I never asked for a penny from my family. I have always been self-sufficient. Goddess, if you Single, consider me?"
"..." Ying Quhe tried his best to suppress the urge to kick him out.His fists tightened and tightened.
Simi followed him and said, "You have to call me sister, I'm five years older than you."
"Huh? It's unbelievable. Goddess, you are very good at taking care of yourself." Ji Donglin grinned, "It's okay, I can accept sibling love, and I can accept it up to ten years old. Hey, Uncle Ying, are you married?"
What a ghost... Ying Quhe wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and suddenly said, "We don't know each other well, you can call me Mr. Ying." Ying Quhe threw the napkin on the table, as if he wanted to slap Ji Donglin in the face .
After Ying Qu and went upstairs, Ji Donglin asked Simi timidly: "Goddess, did I say the wrong thing?"
"Well, you offended him severely." Simi pointed at Jiangshan with chopsticks: "Did your parents teach you not to call someone uncle casually? Besides, at an embarrassing age like his 30 years old, he has self-respect." .”
Ji Donglin was shocked: "I thought he was at least forty!"
"So what on earth do you think?"
Ji Donglin sighed: "This means that he was 22 years old eight years ago? Isn't it too perverted to be an executive chef at such a young age?"
Simi: "That's right, my master is just that good. :)"
(End of this chapter)
Passing the highway rest stop at nine o'clock in the evening, they got off to have dinner.
After Ying Quhe took two bites, he threw away the chopsticks and got into the car.Simi felt that Ying Quhe was very stingy, so he just played a game, why was he depressed for so long?
she muttered.
The assistant Zhou Ming took a bite of the rice and said, "Miss Xi, you don't understand this. Our boss has a particularly severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, a typical Virgo, and you are the only one who can barely tolerate it because of your good cooking skills."
"So what a blessing it is to have good cooking skills." Simi sighed.
Outside the rest stop, under a street lamp, there is an old woman selling Hokkien light cakes.Thinking that Ying Quhe didn't eat anything, Simi bought two cakes, and handed them to Ying Quhe together with a brown paper bag after getting in the car: "Here, Mr. Ying, eat something to fill your stomach."
Ying Quhe looked down at the financial magazine, and blocked it with his hands without raising his head, "I'm not hungry."
"Eat something?" Simi handed over the brown paper bag again, which made Ying Quhe very impatient.
Zhou Ming came up to see this scene, and silently lamented that the young man was so courageous that he forced the big boss to eat.Zhou Ming started the car and continued to keep his ears to the inside of the car.
"Really don't want to eat?" Simi withdrew his hand, opened the kraft paper bag, and took out a light cake that was still warm.
The light cake skin is golden in color, sprinkled with sesame seeds, hot but not hot.She broke a small piece, and because of the crispy skin, it made a crisp "click" sound, and the enticing burnt aroma immediately aroused Ying Quhe's appetite.
His stomach immediately turned into a bottomless pit, all emotions were blown away by the smell of scones, and he was eager to take a bite.
Seeing his gaze shifted, Simi handed him the cake again: "Just take a bite, you can't find this stuff everywhere. If you want to eat it later, you won't be able to get the authentic one."
Ying Quhe finally took the light cake and tried to take a small bite. The moment the skin bounced between his lips and teeth, he heard a clear crisp sound.The light cake is burnt on the outside and soft on the inside, the outside is crispy, and the inside is fluffy and steaming. The irresistible burnt aroma is released with the heat.
This kind of cake, like grain wine, has a simple but back-to-basics taste.
This is different from the imperial dish braised wild mushrooms in golden soup made by Simi, which has two levels of taste.Ying Quhe pondered for a while, and reminded her: "This time you enter the knockout round of [-] to [-], you can try this simple taste."
Simi agrees with him: "The freshness of the ingredients provided at the competition site cannot be guaranteed. If you can make simple dishes with the simplest taste and evoke the kind of back-to-basics that people pursue, it can be regarded as a kind of dish. Mr. Ying, are you right?"
If this theory had been put forward one day ago, Ying Quhe would have strongly opposed it.But after tasting grain wine and Fujian light cakes, Ying Quhe's thinking changed. Once the food that was disdained in the past has been tried very well, it is difficult to let it go easily.
It's like discovering Simi, a talented chef. Once you meet him, it's a bit unrealistic to ask him to let go.
Simi is better than young, more malleable than the old chefs who stick to the rules of Yingshixuan.
It was early morning when we arrived in Jinyang.
Ying Qu and Temporary have to go back to the company to deal with work, so they ask their assistant to send Simi home first.Ying Quhe's house is a four-story single-family villa. Simi jumped out of the car and looked at the courtyard with fountains, swimming pools, and lawns. She was a little excited, so she spent the hotel's money tonight to live in this kind of big villa ?
What a bargain! !
After entering the house, Simi tied his hands and feet, not daring to make too much movement.In the shoe cabinet at the entrance, there are five rows full of men's leather shoes, brown and black, almost the same shape.Simi took the slippers from Zhou Ming and changed them on, his eyes still fixed on the rows of leather shoes in the shoe cabinet: "Mr. Ying runs a restaurant and sells leather shoes as a micro-business?"
No wonder you are so rich...
Zhou Ming almost choked on his own saliva: "What did you say?"
"Well, no... nothing."
Zhou Ming took her to the third floor, and at the corner of the second floor was a vase with blue, white, bamboo, stone and plantain patterns.This kind of beautiful decoration is the most attractive to girls. Simi thinks she is superficial, and she is no exception. She stopped and touched it, and said with emotion: "I have seen this vase in the ancient town auction before. The vase from the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty is very beautiful. It’s rare, the auction amount exceeded 100 million at that time, I didn’t expect to see it here.”
Zhou Ming teased her: "Do you still know Antique?"
Simi touched the vase and straightened his waist: "There are auctions in the ancient town every year, and I've been fascinated by it. Mr. Ying is really big-hearted. A vase worth more than one million yuan is placed on the side of the road. Are you afraid of bumping into it?"
Zhou Ming said: "The big boss said that since it is a vase, it should be put in place. No matter how expensive it is, it is still a vase."
When they reached the third floor, Zhou Ming took her to the door of the bedroom and told her, "There are four rooms on the third floor. You live in this room. The room opposite is the boss's study, so you can't go in."
"Well, thank you, brother." She asked a little gossip: "Brother Zhou, do you know about Mr. Ying and Miss Nan Qing? Are they really going to get married?"
Zhou Ming coughed lightly and said, "Miss Xi, there is something I have to remind you. You haven't known our big boss for long, and you don't know his character very well. The big boss is a glutton, he treats you well, and he will definitely treat you well." Not because you are a beautiful woman, but because you are a cook who can cook delicious food, do you understand me?"
Simi half-understood, with a confused look on his face.
Zhou Ming said again: "You are still young and have talent. It is really rare to have such attainments in cooking. The big boss cherishes talents, so he treats you well. I followed him when the big boss started to manage the family business in his teens, all the way When I came here, I knew his personality well. He treats girls the same as he treats chefs. He can’t distinguish between work and life. I think this is very bad. So Miss Xi, the boss may not be able to distinguish his feelings for you, but You must distinguish, don't misunderstand his feelings for you, so as not to be hurt."
Simi got it.
So the reason why Ying Quhe treats her well is purely because of her cooking skills.
If it wasn't for her cooking skills, Ying Qu and Xing Xu wouldn't bother to talk to her.Therefore, it is unrealistic for her to expect Mr. Ying to have any other feelings for her. Even if Mr. Ying says he likes her, he only likes her cooking skills, not her.
Zhou Ming concluded: "Some men control hands, feet, and appearance, but our big boss is a recipe control and cooking control."
Simi came out of the shower, Zhou Ming's words were still lingering in her ears.
She sank into the big soft bed, staring at the ceiling with a sense of loss.Therefore, it is not without reason that Ying Qu has been a virgin for 30 years, and this kind of eccentricity is quite rare.
There are tens of thousands of women who are good at cooking in the world. A man may fall in love with you because of his cooking skills, and he may also like other women because of his cooking skills.
It's not really liking, it's just a person's attachment to an object.
She was lucky enough to figure out the relationship between Nan Qing and Ying Quhe, but in the end all her illusions were extinguished by Zhou Ming's words.
Before she fell asleep at two o'clock in the morning, she found the Weibo of "Xixiximi Fan Group" and peeked at it. At this time, the other party's ID had been changed back to "Ji Donglin".
She was unfamiliar with Jinyang, so she didn't want to bother Ying Quhe any more, and planned to rent a house.
Simi sent a private message to Ji Donglin, asking him: Are you there?
——Ji Donglin: "My lord, the little one is here."
——Sixi Ximi: "Do you know any places in Jinyang City where the rent is cheaper? It's best not to be an intermediary, I want to talk to the landlord directly."
——Ji Donglin: "Return to Your Lady, the younger ones can give up half a bed for free. (≧▽≦)/"
——Simi: "..."
——Ji Donglin: "I'm joking, my lord, do you have WeChat? I'll add you."
The two quickly added WeChat, Simi stated his request, and Ji Donglin quickly replied: "Reporting to the Queen, I know an old lady who rents out an old house, and the rent is cheap. With my guarantee, you can pay the money on time, no ID card is required. Is Her Majesty the Empress free tomorrow? Let's make an appointment to meet and I will show you the room."
Simi: "Will it be too much trouble?"
Ji Donglin: "I'm not the only one, Jinyang has several fans who also want to meet you. If you agree, I will pick a few representative fans from the fan club tomorrow to pick you up together. My Lady, give the fans a Chance."
Simi hesitated for a while before saying: "Then tomorrow, where will I wait for you?"
"Your Majesty is not familiar with the place of birth, please give me your address, and I will pick you up. ^_^"
Simi shared the location with him through WeChat, and she checked the time again, it was already three o'clock in the morning.She quickly replied: "It's already three o'clock! You haven't slept yet? Staying up late is not good for your health."
"With the care of Her Majesty the Empress, I think I can survive another century. The address has been saved, and I will pick you up at 10:30 tomorrow morning."
It was already 10:30 the next day when Ying Quhe finished his work and returned home.
When the car drove to the door of the house, it was blocked by a blue Maserati.Ying Quhe didn't know why a car was parked on the road in front of the house, turned around and went another way.
The car just drove out of the corner, and saw Simi coming out of the small door with her bag in her hand, and got into the Maserati.
Didn't you say you have no friends in Jinyang?
Ying Quhe was a little bored, and when he got home, he saw 200 yuan on the coffee table in the living room, and a note to leave a message:
"Thank you Mr. Ying for taking care of me. I have put the rent on the table. If you don't have enough money, you can tell me and I will transfer the money to you with a WeChat red envelope. —— Xixiximi."
Ying Quhe: "..." A wolf-hearted little thing.
Probably because he didn't expect Simi to leave first, Ying Quhe was a little dazed holding the note, feeling that he had helped a white-eyed wolf from the beginning to the end.
At the same time Simmy sneezed.
Ji Donglin passed the tissue over and asked her, "Is the air conditioner too low?"
"Can the windows be opened? Natural wind may be more comfortable." Ji Donglin's car smelled of perfume, and with the help of the air conditioner, she was a little bored who didn't often drive.
Ji Donglin lowered the car window, gusts of fresh wind poured in.
While Ji Donglin was concentrating on driving, Simi glanced at Ji Donglin secretly. He was a big boy with a white shirt and a well-dressed white shirt. He was very thin. Compared with Ying Qu and the mature men, he was more energetic and sunny than his peers. .
looks...
very handsome.It is not an exaggeration to be called the little fresh meat male god by fans.
When waiting for the traffic light, Ji Donglin turned his head to meet Simi's bright black eyes, and said with a bright smile, "Is Your Lady Empress addicted to my beauty?"
"..." Simi almost choked on his own saliva, and quickly turned to look outside.
When Ji Donglin smiled, he showed two cute little canine teeth: "Just kidding, look at your shyness. Let's go to the coffee shop first, and the fans are waiting."
When it comes to fans, Simi finally returned to the same front with him.
She checked her fingers excitedly, blinked and asked him, "Do I have many fans?"
Ji Donglin smiled: "A lot, many fans told me that they want to see you. I picked a few representative fans and waited in the cafe."
Simi also felt that he had a lot of fans.After all, it was definitely not her hallucination that the screen was swiped as soon as she entered the penguin colony yesterday!
The coffee shop has been reserved by Ji Donglin, and the electronic screen at the door reads "Xixi Ximi Fan Exchange Meeting".
Simi paused at the door, staring at the electronic screen feeling exaggerated.
The environment inside was good, a group of people sat comfortably on the sofa, and when they saw her coming in, they got up to greet her.
There is a middle-aged uncle in a suit and leather shoes, a boy with a red scarf wearing three stripes on his arm, and a grandmother who is over eighty years old.
Grandma grabbed Simi's hand, as if seeing her own granddaughter: "You are our Simi, right? I'm your fan! My grandson and I are both your fans!" The old lady paused , Turning around to ask the little grandson: "Is that word called 'brainless fan'?"
Seeing Simi, the young boy in the red scarf blushed inexplicably and nodded to his grandma holding his breath.
Ji Donglin pointed to the middle-aged uncle and introduced: "Simmy, this is the deputy head of our fan club, Lao Qin." Then he pointed to the old lady and the child: "These two are the two guardians of our fan club, The children are also the housekeepers of our fan group, responsible for managing the order of the penguin group and the Weibo group."
"Administrator?" Simi was a little embarrassed.She is also a guardian, so what is the difference between her and the leader of the demon sect?
Why let a child be an administrator! ?
In response to this, the old lady explained: "I don't know those twists and turns. Xiao Ji and Xiao Qin are usually busy with work. Our Xiao Ming usually has nothing to do except go to class, so he is the most suitable."
Xiao Ming nodded, and said inexplicably shyly: "Yes, sister Xi, I go to school very easily, don't underestimate me, I am also managing our class group."
All the young and old were lovely, which flattered her a little.
She just made it to one of the preliminary rounds, and she's not a great chef, how could He De have such a good group of fans TT.
At noon, a group of people went to the river to eat crayfish.
The riverside has a wide view, and the breeze is cool under the shade of the trees. Spicy crayfish and cold beer are a perfect match.
Ji Donglin put a few of the fattest and thickest sago into the sago bowl.Simi looked at the bowl full of shrimps, and quickly covered the bowl with his hands: "Enough is enough, I will do it myself after I finish eating."
Ji Donglin happily put down his chopsticks, sat opposite Simi, held his face in both hands, and looked at her with a nympho.
Simi picked up a crayfish, sucked out the spicy and sweet soup with her mouth, and then peeled the shell to take out the fattest shrimp meat at the tail, which made her extremely satisfied.The soup is prepared just right. In addition to the spicy residue on the tip of the tongue, there is also a slight sweetness wrapped in the shrimp meat.
Ji Donglin asked her, "Is it delicious?"
Simi drank a glass of cold beer, and the pungent spicy taste was instantly suppressed by Touxinliang.She nodded in response: delicious, so delicious!
The old lady: "Eat more if it tastes good, crayfish are full! By the way, girl, what is your real name?"
She frowned and said, "You can call me Simi!"
The old lady asked again: "I heard Xiao Ji said, do you want to rent a house? My family has an old house for rent, two bedrooms and one living room, 500 yuan a month. If you want to rent, I will rent it to you for [-] yuan."
Simi's gnawing on the shrimp suddenly stopped: "Really?"
When the old lady smiled, her eyes narrowed into a line, and Xiao Ming patted her chest and interjected: "A man, you can talk as much as you say! Even if grandma can't make the decision, I, as the sole heir of the family, will rent it to you for 300 yuan!"
The old lady slapped the child on the head: "You brat, what are you talking about when the adults are talking?"
Xiao Ming rubbed his head, continued to gnaw on the shrimp with his head down, peeking at Simi from time to time with his shining eyes, and when the adults stopped talking, he said: "Sister Simi, you look so good-looking, you are prettier than Brother Ji !"
Ji Donglin: "Boy, what did you say when you were the head of my support team? Did you agree to be each other's angels? Why did you start hurting each other?"
Being praised for being good-looking, Simi did not hide his emotions, showing two rows of small white teeth when he smiled: "Xiao Ming, there are not many children who are as smart, brave and honest as you nowadays."
Halfway through the meal, the taciturn Lao Qin wiped his hands and stood up, saying to them, "Eat slowly, my company still has something to do, let's go first."
After Lao Qin left, Simi felt less restrained. She casually said, "Does Lao Qin have a family? How did he become the deputy head of the fan club?" At any rate, he was a mature middle-aged man, how could he be so boring? .
Ji Donglin said: "Yes, don't look at Lao Qin's silence. The two major playgrounds in Jinyang are both Lao Qin's property. Usually, the fan club needs to organize some welfare activities to give fans, and he will arrange it all by himself."
Simi took a sip of Ice Sprite, feeling overwhelmed.
All sound great.
Even the children are all three-striped red scarves, she suddenly felt that her fan group had a unique style of painting, which was different...
After reuniting with the fans who had a unique style of painting, Ji Donglin brought Simi to the community that the old lady said, and he was responsible for taking the key and showing Simi the room.
The old house is close to the third ring road, the community is indeed very old, and the exterior walls of the buildings are gray and gray.The room is hardly decorated, the concrete floor, the dining room has a ceiling fan, and the floor tiles in the bathroom are so black that almost no color can be seen.
Ji Donglin didn't expect the conditions to be so bad. He said, "Why don't I find another room for you? It's too aggrieved to live here. You are also a fan group after all."
Although she enjoys the feeling of having a fan group, the reality tells her that people like her have no conditional choice at all.
Ji Donglin stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at the dirty floor, he didn't dare to step in.
He really admired the goddess, not only stepped in, but actually walked back and forth inside, and even twisted a rusty faucet.
Rusty water gushes out, and the air is filled with the smell of rust.
He pinched his nose and said, "Goddess, I still have a spare room in my house, why don't you move to my place, as for the rent, you can just give it as a symbol."
Simi refused decisively. After all, she just met Ji Donglin, and the meal was a treat for him, which already made her feel very sorry, and she really had no face to hold back.
Living in someone else's house is always inconvenient. The game is coming up, and she needs a kitchen of her own to practice.
Simi paid one month's rent first, and then led by Ji Donglin to the supermarket outside the community to buy some daily necessities.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening after returning to the community, and it was already dark.Simi took the things from Ji Donglin's hand and said, "I'll just go up by myself. I've troubled you all day, so go back and rest early."
Ji Donglin looked at her eagerly, expressing that he wanted to go up and have a bite of food.
Simmy said, "I'll make a whole dinner for everyone when I clean up the place some other day."
Ji Donglin walked out of the community in three steps, and sat in the car for a while before reluctantly leaving.
Ji Donglin, who was chased by fans as an idol, finally realized the feeling of chasing an idol today.
Ji Donglin sighed in the small group:
"The goddess is cuter than on TV, I feel like I have fallen, the boy's heart is bursting, I have tasted the taste of first love. _(:з)∠)_"
——Old Qin: "Little Simi belongs to everyone."
——Granny: "Little Simi belongs to everyone."
——Xiao Ming: "Sister Simi is mine! ╮(╯▽╰)╭"
The system prompts: "Xiaoming Xiaoming" has been kicked out of this group by the group owner.
Simi cleaned the rental house inside and out, put two green lucky bamboos in the bedroom, replaced it with clean bedding, and laid out neat sheets. Finally, it felt like home.
She lay on the bed and sniffed the smell of new cotton, turned on her phone and saw Ying Qu and a WeChat message:
"Where are you?"
Simi posted a tongue-sticking emoji: "Report to Mr. Ying, I have successfully rented a house, and I have a small nest of my own for the time being. Thank you Mr. Ying for taking care of me these days. Is there something wrong with me, sir?"
"I asked where you were."
Simi: "Is it because the accommodation fee I paid last night was not enough? Then I will transfer the red envelope to you on WeChat, how much is the difference?"
Ying Quhe: "I don't accept red envelopes, where are you? I'll come to you."
Simi shared her location on WeChat, and checked her online banking balance afterwards.
Gourmet Road lent her 9999 yuan. This money can only be used for emergencies and cannot be spent indiscriminately. After getting through the current difficulties, the money must be returned.
The proprietress gave her 300 yuan in salary, and Ying Quhe paid her 700 yuan. After the red envelope, the accommodation fee for Ying Quhe last night, and the rent just now, she had less than [-] yuan left.
It means that she has to rely on these hundreds of dollars for the rest of her life.
An hour later, the hoarse doorbell rang.
Simi opened the door, and saw Ying Quhe in a sports suit standing in the corridor, with earphones hanging around his neck, one hand in his pocket, the other hanging naturally, hooking a plastic bag with his slender fingers.
There are vegetables, meat, and two lemons in it.
Seeing that Simi was stunned, Ying Quhe asked her, "You're not welcome?"
"No, no." Seeing Ying Qu and such a young sportswear for the first time, Simi seemed to have instantly changed from an old and ruthless shopping mall to a sunny young man who loves sports.
As soon as Ying Quhe stepped into the room, a musty damp smell hit his nostrils. He subconsciously frowned, and handed the ingredients to Simi: "Go get something to eat, I'm hungry."
Simi held the ingredients, stared at his back and asked, "Mr. Ying, you came all this way not only to ask for accommodation, but also to hire labor for free."
Ying Quhe glanced at the living room, turned around and looked at her seriously: "From now on, you will be like Jian Jian and call me Lao Qu. If you cook a meal for me, the room fee will be cancelled."
Simi snorted, turned and walked towards the kitchen with the ingredients in his arms.
Ying Quhe hooked her back collar with his slender fingers, "Wait, I still have something to ask you."
Simi was dragged back by him, "What's the matter?"
"Do you have other friends in Jinyang?"
Simi didn't know why Ying Quhe asked this suddenly, thought for a while and shook his head, "No."
"Lie." Ying Quhe let go of her, withdrew his hand, and put it back in his trouser pocket.
Simi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "Does netizen count?"
Ying Quhe looked serious: "So you got into a netizen's car today?"
Simi was a little shocked holding the ingredients, "Mr. Ying, how do you know?"
"Old Qu." Ying Qu corrected her slightly harshly.
"Hmm...Old Qu." It was the first time to address Ying Quhe like this, it was really awkward, and the moment he said it, he was quite embarrassed.She said: "You should go to sit on the sofa for a while first, and I'll make something to eat."
Responding to the song and nodding "hmm".
Simi breathed a sigh of relief when he walked into the kitchen, opened the plastic bag, took out the pork, and found that there were no matching vegetables.
Remove the pork, leaving a small handful of sweet potato leaves and two lemons.
She remembered that lettuce porridge was still cooking in the pot, and it seemed that making some lion's head would go well with it.
Take the pork out of the sago, half fat and thin, finely chop, and then coarsely chop into rice grains.Without vegetables, Simi chopped up the horseshoe bought in the afternoon, mixed it with minced meat, and finally shaped it into balls and threw it into the oil pan for deep frying.
Until a thin layer of crispy shell forms on the lion's head, take it out, add soy sauce and sugar to the pot and cook over low heat, collect the sugar juice and put it on a plate.
Ying Quhe watched the rebroadcast of "The Taste of China" in the living room.
Simi arranged the dishes and sat down on the sofa, reached for the remote control, and turned up the volume of the TV.
The camera happened to fall on her face. Under the light, her face was so pale that there was no blood in it. Compared with the hatchback of the host, it paled into clear water.
Simi bit her wooden chopsticks and sighed, "No wonder so many people call me ugly on Weibo, it turns out I'm really uglier than I thought."
Ying Quhe picked up the chopsticks, picked up a braised lion's head, took a bite, the teeth collided with the crispy skin, making a crispy sound.Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, the delicate meat paste and delicious sauce fill the mouth with aroma.
Only frying can make the skin so crispy, but in the middle of the night, greasy dishes will be greatly reduced.Fortunately, Simi understands the thinking of eaters. A bowl of green lettuce and green leaf porridge not only dissolves greasy, but also has the effect of cooling off.
A bowl of warm porridge cools people visually and tastes, and also gives him a warm feeling of a small family.
Ying Quhe appreciates Simi's ability to control food.When she cooks, she not only takes care of people's appetite, but also takes care of people's feelings, which will bring people an indescribable subtle emotion.
Her dishes seem to be brought to life by her, and they are very contagious.
For example, the braised lion's head and green vegetable porridge is like a Chinese-style standard couple's match. Two dishes that seem to be out of tune, but unexpectedly matched.
The little girl was holding the bowl, staring at the screen with gusto, took a sip of green leaf porridge with her small mouth, and sighed: "Nan Qing is really capable."
The window of the living room was open, and as soon as the breeze came in, a little hair of hers fluttered, and she stood alone.
Ying Quhe put down the tableware, stretched out her long arms and stopped above her head.
Simi noticed a shadow looming over him, and when he raised his head, he flicked his finger unexpectedly.
"Oh..." She cried out in pain, covered her forehead, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
"Don't stare at the TV while eating, please don't disappoint the deliciousness of these dishes, they also want to be respected." Yingqu and speech are still serious, even if it is nonsense.
Simi was about to pick up some vegetables, but when he looked down, he found four braised lion heads, none of which were left, only a little sauce on the bottom of the plate.
She glared at Ying Quhe, took a big gulp of gruel, and suppressed her anger.
Eat and drink enough, respond to the music and have no tendency to leave, still sitting in the living room watching the show.
Ying Qu and the sitting posture are very correct, unlike her, who always likes to lie down on the sofa, wishing to be integrated with the sofa.
It seems that Ying Quhe will not leave before the end of the show.
Simi didn't care to watch the show, leaned back on the sofa and checked Weibo, and scanned down one by one, and saw the private messages of Gourmet Road.
Since she stopped posting recipes on Weibo, Gourmet Road has not posted on Weibo again.
——Gourmet Road: "Congratulations for entering the next game. Add me on WeChat."
A QR code is attached.
Simi found his WeChat, wrote the verification information, and waited for it to pass. By the way, he clicked on his profile picture to view the big picture.Disappointed that the avatar is not the real person, but the Hollywood movie star Al Pacino.
Ying Quhe's phone was in his trouser pocket, and when he received the verification message, it vibrated slightly.
He took out his mobile phone and passed, glanced at Simi, and saw the corner of the little girl's lips twitch.
——Sixi Ximi: "Ah, ah, the grandson of the turtle!"
—— Food said: "So excited?"
——Sixi Ximi: "Yes, yes, have you watched my game? How do you think I performed?"
——Gourmet said: "You have made a fatal mistake. Based on this alone, you will not be able to enter the top [-] in the next game."
——Sixi Simi: "(⊙v⊙) Huh??"
——Gourmet Road: "What color cutting board and what kind of dishes are served should be strictly distinguished. This is the most basic thing. Go all out when you participate in the competition, and don't take chances."
After Ying Quhe finished typing this paragraph, he raised his eyes to see Simi's expression.
The little girl nunu cornered her mouth, muttering: "I don't take chances..."
Ying Quhe couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.He just reminded her that the girl was wronged.
Simi was typing on her mobile phone when Ying Quhe suddenly stood up, and the voice floated down from above her head: "There are still four days before the competition, you should practice hard these few days, watch more competitions from previous years, and see those chefs often mistake."
She nodded hurriedly, and sent him away like a plague god.
There was no reply from Food Road for a long time, and Simi was about to turn off his phone, when the blacked-out screen suddenly lit up, and he received a WeChat message from Food Road.
——Gourmet Road: "Come on for the game."
Simi frowned at the screen.
——Sixi Ximi: "Don't worry, I will definitely win the championship, and I will return the money to you when I get the bonus."
——Gourmet Road: "You don't need to pay it back, the money is for your recipe copyright fee, I am a chef who respects copyright. :)"
——Sixi Ximi: "Hey, can you tamper with the recipe without giving it money? I don't want the money! I will pay you back sooner or later, and then I can stand up straight and continue to curse your tongue so sweet and cooking without salt. :) "
——Gourmet said: "It's up to you, go to bed early."
——Sisi Simi: "Good night."
Simi turned on the ceiling fan in the bedroom, lay on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, and enjoyed the coolness of the natural wind.She stared at the ceiling thinking about reconciliation, grandson, competition...
The upper and lower eyelids were fighting with sleepiness, but the bed suddenly shook, the chandelier also began to sway, and the white latex paint of the old house began to peel off, sparingly falling on Simi's face, causing her to cough.
This is……
earthquake?
Beichuan under the jurisdiction of Jinyang was once the hardest-hit area by the earthquake, and the tragic situation in the news is still vivid in my mind.
Jinyang is on the earthquake belt, and the people here are used to the earthquake every two months.
But Simi was a foreigner, and it was the first time she experienced an earthquake. The slight shaking had already made her feel extremely threatened, so she quickly ran downstairs with her pillow in her arms.
In the courtyard of the community, a group of elders and aunts sitting calmly under the vines shaking cattail fans to cool off, saw her rushing out barefoot, and jokingly said:
"The little girl just moved in, isn't she freaking out?"
"Where is the little girl from? Isn't she from the local area?"
"There are earthquakes here every three days, just get used to it."
Used to it……
Are the locals so calm about the earthquake?Simi was ashamed.
She stayed outside barefoot for half an hour. When she returned to the house, she found that the latex paint on the wall had peeled off and there was a crack.
She squatted in the corner with her mobile phone in hand, measured the size of the crack, and called Ying Quhe very seriously.
Ying Quhe drove to pick her up, threw her toiletries and a change of clothes into the trunk, and sat back in the car to remind her: "Seat belt."
Simi put on her seat belt honestly, feeling that Jinyang is too dangerous, she is using her life to participate in the competition!
Ying Quhe backed the car out of the community, walked on the spacious road, and explained: "Just now there was a [-]-magnitude aftershock in Beichuan, which affected Jinyang. Move in."
"Netizens are really unreliable." Simi wanted to cry but had no tears. "I don't know if the 300 yuan rent can be refunded. I'm crying."
"Even the netizens dare to believe it, they are brave enough," Ying Quhe took out a paper contract and threw it to her while waiting for the traffic lights at the intersection: "Look at this rental contract, and sign it if you have no problem."
Simi took over the "Housing Lease Contract" and carefully scanned the terms, which are roughly as follows:
[-]. Party B (Ying Quhe) rents out a bedroom to Party A (Ximi) free of charge, and shall not charge any fees.Party A needs to take care of Party B's three meals a day and recognize Party B as a teacher to offset the rent.
[-]. The kitchen is freely used by Party A (Simi). Without Party A's permission, Party B (Ying Quhe) is not allowed to enter or leave the kitchen at will.
[-]. Party A (Simi) shall not move out without reason without the consent of Party B (Ying Quhe), otherwise it will be regarded as a breach of contract.Party B shall not force Party A to leave, otherwise it shall be regarded as breach of contract.
100. Once Party A and Party B sign the contract, it will take effect immediately and the validity period is six months.If either Party A or Party B breaches the contract, the other party shall be compensated RMB [-].
Simi read the terms and conditions several times, which means that Ying Quhe will rent her a house for free, but she must take care of Ying Qu and three meals a day, and call him Master?
For Simi now, nothing is important, the most important thing is having a place to live! !
She won't suffer from such a clause, and neither should Ying Quhe. Without thinking about it, she took out a pen from her bag, brushed it to sign, and handed the contract to Ying Quhe: "Master, the contract is signed."
Ying Quhe turned the page with one hand, confirmed that her signature was correct, and threw it to the back seat.
Back at the residence, Simi lost even the energy to open his eyes, fell on the bed, and immediately fell asleep.
At five o'clock the next morning, she got up early to prepare breakfast for Ying Quhe, but there was a note on the table: "Breakfast is temporarily free, there is food in the kitchen, please prepare lunch before 11 o'clock, use the ingredients properly, don't waste .——Ying Quhe"
The kitchen of this villa does not adopt the popular open plan, but the traditional semi-closed.
Simi opened the frosted glass door, and the spacious and bright kitchen came into view immediately. The stove, pots and utensils were clean.The kitchen window is very large, and a row of green plants are planted on the window sill, which is not stained with any grease. Either the owner rarely cooks, or the owner pursues cleanliness to a perverted level.
As a Chinese chef, Simi enjoys such a kitchen.
There are vegetables, fruits, and all kinds of fresh meat in the refrigerator. Looking at the labels, they are sealed at four o'clock in the morning, which means that these ingredients were delivered fresh at four o'clock in the morning.
Simi simply loves this kitchen and the food in this freezer so much.She stretched out her arms and hugged the freezer, and kissed a few more to satisfy her appetite.
At noon, Simi made four dishes and one soup.
Crystal Shrimp Cake, Curry Portunus, Stir-Fried Kidney, Pork Wrap, Seaweed Egg Drop Soup.When Ying Quhe didn't come back until the meal time, Ying Shengnan and Tian Jian came instead.
The two of them were not surprised to see her when they entered the room. Tian Jian walked into the dining room, bent down and sniffed a table of delicacies, and rubbed her hands together, "Mimi, it's so delicious, Lao Qu called us, and Lao Ying and I came over right away. You join me. Today's dishes are very rich."
Ying Shengnan sneakily stole a bottle of Le Pin wine from the wine cellar, and Tian Jian had already opened it when she went to wash her hands.Tian Jian took a few sips from the wine bottle, then handed it to Simi: "Come on, Mimi, take a sip, it tastes very good."
Simi glanced at the bottle label and swallowed.
Although she has no interest in wine, the senior brother taught her how to taste wine. The price of each bottle of Le Pin will not be lower than six figures. This bottle alone is enough for her to pay for a house in the small county of Jialing.
Ying Shengnan poured a glass of sago, but she didn't dare to drink it, so she timidly pushed it back, "I'm allergic to alcohol, so I don't drink alcohol." She was afraid that she would be kicked out by Ying Quhe if she drank the extravagant wine.
Tian Jian drank half of the bottle in one gulp. The drink was full of energy, and she started groggy and talking nonsense before eating half of the food.
Ying Shengnan put a chopstick of food into Tian Jian's bowl, raised his eyes and said to Simi, "Qu He asked me to come here with Jian Jian to use our tongues to help you try dishes. He is quite interested in you. It's just... aren't you too unfamiliar with seafood dishes?"
Drunk Tian Jian is even more incapable of making twists and turns: "Mimi, your seafood dishes are so unpalatable..." After finishing speaking, she poked her seafood dishes with her chopsticks in distaste.
"..."
So direct and lethal!
Ordinary people may not be able to eat what's the problem.But Tian Jian and Ying Shengnan's tongue is one in a million, and their sensitivity to food is far beyond ordinary people.
Seafood dishes are Simi's weakness, she can't deny this, and try to avoid it when cooking.
But the competition is just around the corner, and the program team may provide seafood to make things difficult for the contestants.In order to face up to his shortcomings, Simi bit the bullet and made two seafood dishes.
Before she started doing it, she was already mentally prepared to be called a silly dog by Ying Qu and scolded.
Ying Shengnan is not like Ying Quhe, he has a very gentle temper and talks, "Xiao Ximi, do you know how lucky you are? Our family Quhe is best at seafood. The state banquet hosted by the Prime Minister the year before last for the Queen of England included four hot dishes and two seafood dishes. Dao. And these two seafood dishes are made by Qu He. If you want to improve your seafood cooking skills, I suggest you wear a little black dress with thighs exposed tonight and wait for Qu He to come back."
"Why do you wear a little black dress that shows off your thighs?" Simi spread a pair of chopsticks apart in a parrying motion.
"Seduction." Ying Shengnan cast a smirk, "Our family, Quhe, has high requirements on the qualifications of apprentices, and we won't accept apprentices easily. If you want him to teach you how to cook seafood dishes, sex is okay."
"Well, Ben Mi's bones are amazing, he is beautiful and talented, and he has already worshiped as a teacher last night." Simi put down a pair of chopsticks, and after narcissism, he held his face and sighed: "A state banquet, is it really a state banquet? Isn't it a family banquet? Master hides merit and fame deeply."
Ying Shengnan teased, "You are the chef god of Jialing ancient town, and he is the chef of the state banquet, a perfect match."
With a hair! !At best, she is a frog in a well. The Xijia restaurant can become famous in China only because of the cooking skills of intangible cultural heritage.Comparing the two sides, Yingquhe is like a big river and the sea, but she is just a pool of stagnant water at the bottom of the well.
State banquets have always been a distant fantasy for her.But now she suddenly realized that this fantasy can be divided into a dream.
Before lunch, she thought that Ying Quhe would take advantage of cooking three meals a day and calling him Master.After lunch, this master convinced her.
She got a big deal for nothing!
Ying Shengnan raised his eyebrows humorously: "Qu He rarely accepts an apprentice, it seems that he really admires you. If you can learn his essence, you can win the competition and participate in the state banquet, and you will be just around the corner."
The drunk Tian Jian lay on the dining table and hiccupped: "Mimi, second brother wants to pick you up!"
Ying Shengnan sternly scolded Tian Jian: "Tsk, what are you talking about? Does the second brother look like that kind of person?" Very similar!Ying Quhe is like a bright beast, where there will be a coquettish smell in the air.
Simi frowned and nodded, and said seriously: "Well, I also don't think Master is that kind of person."
The gap between her and Ying Quhe is too big. If it wasn't for her culinary skills, it would be difficult to be a friend, let alone a mentor.
In a way, Ying Quhe is her bole.
A bole who is willing to support her when she is in trouble.
The judge of "The Taste of China" in previous years was Ying Shengnan. She found that the two brothers were unambiguous when they were judges.
In previous years, most of the chefs participating in the competition were bald men. This year, she and Nan Qing are the two rare beauties.The WeChat notification sounded "Ding Ding", Simi thought it was a gourmet dish, and grabbed the phone from the coffee table.
——Ji Donglin: "Why isn't Her Majesty at home? I brought you beer, crayfish, fruit and some vegetables."
——Simi: "The earthquake last night, the wall cracked, and I felt my life was threatened, so can I get my 300 yuan back?"
——Ji Donglin: "It's just an earthquake, it's okay. Refunding is a small problem. The current problem is where do you live, Queen? You won't sleep on the street all night, right? I can live here temporarily, and I will rent it to you for 300 yuan Single room, do you think it's okay?"
——Simi: "No, I rented a room at a friend's house and have moved."
——Ji Donglin: "The empress is so quick. _(:з)∠)_"
As the competition date approached, Simi nestled on the sofa thinking about how to get Ying Qu and teach her how to cook seafood dishes.She thought of countless sets of prayer words.
Simi was silently practicing her words, and Ying Quhe had already quietly walked into the living room, stood behind the sofa, and said to the back of her head: "Follow me into the kitchen, and I will teach you how to handle seafood."
She was caught off guard, and her ears were bombarded by subwoofers again. The blood tank was emptied, and the blush burned to the base of her ears.
So she thought about the opening line for hours, and it was scrapped before she could use it?
Walking into the kitchen, Ying Quhe took out the apron from the locker and put it on, and stretched out his long arms with his back to Simi, "Help me tie it on."
Simi let out a "huh", and moved forward with his hands in a circle, grabbed the two apron laces, wrapped them around his back, and carefully tied two bows.
Ying Quhe handed her a men's apron, and when Simi put it on, the length almost reached her ankles, and the belt was wrapped around her waist twice to barely fall to the ground.The height difference between the two is directly reflected in the apron
Simi lowered his head and began to clean Pippi Shrimp, responded and poked the back of her hand, pointing out: "Wrong." He picked another one and showed her the correct cleaning method.
His fingers touched the skin on the back of her hand, and the warm breath spread from a certain point to the surroundings, like a thin layer of ice melting.
Simi nodded in embarrassment, her ears felt inexplicably hot, but fortunately her short hair covered her red ears and her little emotions that couldn't be concealed.
The bangs almost covered her eyes, and she didn't dare to look up, when Ying Qu and a pale finger suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, removing the bunch of bangs blocking her view for her.
The man's fingers brushed against the skin of her forehead, and the cold touch immediately ignited her blood, causing her beating heart to almost burst through the chest cavity.
Her thoughts were out of control, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
God knows how much she wants to chop off these hands at this moment...
"Wrong." Ying Quhe seemed impatient.
She tried to take a few deep breaths.
Calm.
calm down...
The man's hot chest suddenly pressed against her back lightly, and his warm breath spread behind her ears.
Ying Qu and a pair of hands brushed her arms, and moved forward, "Do you still shake your hand after grabbing it? Pippi shrimp is actually not that scary. If you think of it as delicious, it will naturally become cute." Responding to the song and controlling her right hand, let her aim the scissors at the tail of Pippi shrimp, "Start cutting from here, there is also meat at the tail, which can be reserved for later use."
The subwoofer bombarded her ears at close range, and the man's breath soaked half of her face red.
She has seen this kind of posture of embracing from behind on TV.
The scene in the kitchen suddenly became a little... ambiguous.
Simi's neat bangs were parted in the middle by Ying Qu and swayed, which really opened up a lot of vision.
Under his guidance, she cut off the tail of the shrimp as if she had accomplished a great event, satisfied and relieved.Ying Quhe let go of her and went to help her organize the ingredients.
"Do you want to make spicy Pipi shrimp?" Simi took a deep breath, and his heartbeat finally eased.
"There are some things that are too late to teach you. But you remember to cover up three ugliness with one spicy."
Ying Qu and he cracked the dried peppers slowly, as if a magical power lingered around his fingertips, attracting you to look carefully, and you couldn't bear to look away.The action of breaking the chili with both hands seemed to overlap with a scene in her memory.Simi stared at these hands, feeling familiar.
Her eyes stared blankly at Ying Qu and those hands, and she muttered: "...I have only heard that one white covers three ugliness, but I have never heard that one hot one covers three ugliness."
Simi’s hometown tastes sweet, and the spiciness of his hometown is completely different from the spiciness here in Jinyang.Jinyang is the hot and spicy capital in terms of taste, and the taste here is mostly spicy.
Ying Qu said: "Spicy itself is not a taste, but a kind of stimulation to people's nerves, it is a kind of pain."
Simi raised his chin to answer: "So, when the tongue is under a kind of pain, its sensitivity will be reduced, thus affecting the food tester's judgment on the food? The Western food in our Xijia Restaurant has a mild taste. I I've always wanted to try this heavy flavor, but I never had the chance. Compared with you, I, the chef god of the ancient town, have no reputation. You are a whale in the sea, and I am a frog at the bottom of the well."
She remembered showing off her culinary skills in front of Ying Quhe, and she began to feel embarrassed. She had a sense of shame in the middle school two when the frog king at the bottom of the well said to the Dragon King of the East China Sea, "the widest sea I have ever seen".
Ying Quhe saw her embarrassment, flicked her forehead again, and praised her appropriately: "You have such accomplishments at such a young age, and many chefs can't match them. You are talented, and you, a frog in a well, have great potential." very."
Simi hissed, rubbed his forehead and asked, "Master Ying, do you play Weibo?"
"Not playing. You can try it for your sake."
The phrase "for you" hit Simi's heart directly.She didn't dare to look at Ying Quhe again, and turned around to open the refrigerator, pretending to get ingredients.
"Looking for something? There are two layers of vegetables on the top, two layers of melons and fruits in the middle, and the bottom layer, with meat on the left and seafood on the right."
Simi's mind was blank, and he gritted his teeth and knocked on the refrigerator door, trying to wake himself up as soon as possible.
She just wants to cool off, calm down...
She took out a box of jellyfish casually, turned around to meet Shang Yingqu and a pair of eyes, and was suddenly speechless due to the language barrier.
"The jellyfish has not been processed, and it can only be a pot of shit, so Miss Simi, are you planning to let me refine salt?" Ying Quhe put one hand on the marble countertop, tapped the countertop with his index finger, his eyes were stern, "I'm very dissatisfied with your performance today, raise your head."
She didn't dare to lift it...QAQ...
Ying Quhe raised her little head with his hands, and found that the little girl was blushing, "Are you hot?" The girl's face was too small, and he could completely wrap her face with his five fingers.Such smallness made him inexplicably desire to protect, and he couldn't bear to use a strict attitude anymore.
The doorbell in the living room broke the embarrassment of the two, Ying Quhe withdrew his hand, "Go and open the door."
Simi almost ran out of the kitchen, and watched the door through the visual surveillance at the entrance, and Ji Donglin's face appeared on the electronic screen.
Why is he here?Simi was still hesitating whether to open the door, but Ying Quhe had already quietly stopped behind him, bent over to look at the electronic screen, his cheek almost brushed against her ear.
There was almost no distance between the two, and she could even hear his breathing clearly.
Ying Quhe straightened up, pressed the call button, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Ji Donglin was stunned when he heard a man's voice coming from the receiver. Isn't the goddess' friend a woman?How could it be a man?Is it a nanny?driver?housekeeper?
Ji Donglin cleared his throat and said, "Hi, excuse me, I'm a good friend of your master's friend. I'm here to find your master's friend."
After a moment of silence in the receiver, a magnetic male voice came out slowly: "I am the master."
Ji Donglin suddenly felt a little heartbroken.How can a goddess live with a man?He bit his lips in pain, "I'm looking for Simi."
Ying Quhe covered the tiny hole of the receiver with his hand, turned to look at Simi: "I'm looking for you? I know you?"
Simi nodded, faltering and saying: "This is the... netizen I told you about."
"Is that unfamiliar?"
Simi didn't deny it.
Ying Quhe continued to speak into the receiver: "Sorry, the master's friend said that she doesn't have any good friends."
Outside the door, Ji Donglin was anxious, pointing his nostrils at the camera, and loudly defended: "The goddess is me! Ji Donglin! Fan group!"
Ying Quhe was about to hang up the communication, but Simi stopped him in time, "It seems that it is not written in the contract...the apprentice can't entertain...friends at home, right?"
"I'm the host, so I have to get my consent to entertain guests, right?" Ying Quhe hung up quickly and completely cut off contact with the outside world. "It's already evening, do you want to keep him for dinner?"
Simi clasped his fists and begged him, "Master Ying, although I don't know him well, he invited me to eat crayfish anyway, and he rented the house for me. I owe him a favor, why don't you let him in? Tonight I cook, and I will give you cash for the meal."
Ying Quhe's eyes were filled with displeasure, and he was finally defeated when he looked at Simi's pitiful black eyes.
Ji Donglin has the obsession with not dying until the Yellow River, so he keeps ringing the doorbell and knocking on the iron gate outside.
A small iron door finally opened, and Simi's small head poked out from inside, "Ji Donglin, come in quickly."
Ji Donglin followed her in, and asked Simi in a low voice, "Goddess, how many people live here?"
"two."
Simi led him into the living room and sat down, pouring him a glass of water.
Ji Donglin drank his saliva and looked around, and collided with Ying Qu and Simu who came out of the kitchen.Ying Quhe took the remote control to change the channel, took a sip of coffee and found that someone was staring at him.
He turned his head slightly and gave the opponent a sharp eye.
Ji Donglin saw his facial features clearly and was choked by the water.He brazenly embraced Ying Qu and his arms, his eyes staring brightly: "Male god!"
Ji Donglin no longer knew how to describe his emotions.
Not only does his goddess live in this villa, but also his god!Ying Quhe is not only the judge of "The Taste of China" this year, but also a low-key celebrity chef in the industry. He has participated in several state banquets. This person's level has far surpassed the executive chef of a five-star hotel.
Ji Donglin once had the honor of his grandfather, and had the honor to taste his craft once.That taste alone is enough to make his taste buds remember Yingqu and 100 years.Now begging him for a meal is even harder than going to heaven, Ji Donglin couldn't help shaking Ying Quhe's arm: "Male god!"
"Let go."
Ji Donglin let go, pointed to the tip of his nose and asked, "Master, do you still remember me? Eight years ago, you hosted a birthday banquet for my grandfather. We met."
He did have a birthday banquet eight years ago, the [-]th birthday of Mr. Ji's family.Eight years ago, the grandson of Ji's family seemed to be still a junior high school kid?
Eight years passed in a blink of an eye, and the yellow-haired kid back then has now become a little bandit who came to pick on his apprentice.Responding to the song and nodding: "I remember."
Ji Donglin suppressed his excitement: "Then what should I call you? Ying Uncle? Ying Dashen? Ying Uncle? You are well maintained, as young as eight years ago, without a single wrinkle on your face."
"..." Ying Quhe looked at him expressionlessly, wanting to kick him out.
Eight years ago, he was 22 years old, and now he is only [-], but he was called uncle by the little bastard.
Finding fault on purpose?
During the meal, Ji Donglin asked: "Uncle Ying, let me ask silently, what is your relationship with my goddess?"
Ying Quhe: "Then you should maintain the state of "silently"."
"We are a master-student relationship." Simi was also choked by Ji Donglin's "uncle". She poked the bastard's elbow with her chopsticks, "How old are you?"
"20." Ji Donglin lowered his head to pick up a mouthful of rice, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Don't think I'm an old man. I started receiving manuscript fees at the age of 15. I never asked for a penny from my family. I have always been self-sufficient. Goddess, if you Single, consider me?"
"..." Ying Quhe tried his best to suppress the urge to kick him out.His fists tightened and tightened.
Simi followed him and said, "You have to call me sister, I'm five years older than you."
"Huh? It's unbelievable. Goddess, you are very good at taking care of yourself." Ji Donglin grinned, "It's okay, I can accept sibling love, and I can accept it up to ten years old. Hey, Uncle Ying, are you married?"
What a ghost... Ying Quhe wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and suddenly said, "We don't know each other well, you can call me Mr. Ying." Ying Quhe threw the napkin on the table, as if he wanted to slap Ji Donglin in the face .
After Ying Qu and went upstairs, Ji Donglin asked Simi timidly: "Goddess, did I say the wrong thing?"
"Well, you offended him severely." Simi pointed at Jiangshan with chopsticks: "Did your parents teach you not to call someone uncle casually? Besides, at an embarrassing age like his 30 years old, he has self-respect." .”
Ji Donglin was shocked: "I thought he was at least forty!"
"So what on earth do you think?"
Ji Donglin sighed: "This means that he was 22 years old eight years ago? Isn't it too perverted to be an executive chef at such a young age?"
Simi: "That's right, my master is just that good. :)"
(End of this chapter)
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