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Lu Ziqiao thought for a while, and said in a tangled voice, "I really don't know what to eat, Zhang Wei, what do you eat?"

Zhang Wei thought for a while, and said, "There is a newly opened Lanzhou Ramen next to the love apartment, which seems to be good, so I will eat Lanzhou Ramen."

"Okay, then I'll eat with you."

"What? I can't eat enough by myself, you want to eat with me?" Zhang Wei yelled, obviously misunderstanding Zi Qiao's meaning.

Lu Ziqiao said speechlessly: "I mean, I eat the same as you, and order a ramen for me too."

"Oh, so that's what you mean." Zhang Wei came to his senses, and then asked everyone one by one, and they didn't have any opinions, and finally decided to eat Lanzhou noodles.

In this day and age, Ele.me and Meituan have not yet been born, and ordering food delivery needs to be done through a mobile phone, and the store sends someone to deliver it.

After Zhang Wei dialed the phone, he said, "Lanzhou Ramen? Send five bowls of Lanzhou Beef Ramen to Love Apartment 3602. Remember to order more noodles, more meat, more green onions and coriander, and individually wrapped peppers and vinegar."

Qin Feng couldn't help laughing and said: "Zhang Wei, you might as well let him add a cow in."

"Huh?" Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, then turned away the phone and said, "That's what the shopkeeper told me."

Qin Feng laughed, but Lu Ziqiao said disapprovingly: "Zhang Wei is like this, just get used to it."

The shopkeeper hung up the phone cursingly, and everyone continued to play with their mobile phones. Zeng Xiaoxian was going to get up from the sofa, but when he stood up, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground weakly.

"Fuck! Zeng Xiaoxian, what's wrong with you?" Lu Ziqiao pushed Zeng Xiaoxian who had passed out, and anxiously shouted to Zhang Wei: "Zhang Wei, call!"

"oh oh!!"

Zhang Wei hurriedly dialed the phone again, and said to the phone: "Hey! Boss, I want one less ramen, four servings are enough."

Everyone looked at Zhang Wei in unison, all black question marks on their expressions.

???

Qin Feng doubts whether Zhang Wei's pituitary gland is missing. What kind of operation is this?Tianxiu!

"I asked you to call 120 for emergency services!" Lu Ziqiao shouted angrily. Zhang Wei realized that he was about to make a call when Zeng Xiaoxian woke up.

"I'm fine..." Zeng Xiaoxian rubbed his head and said, "Maybe I was a little tired from work last night, and I didn't eat breakfast in the morning, so my blood sugar was low."

Qin Feng said with concern: "As long as you are fine, remember to eat on time and take care of your body in the future."

"I'm in poor health." Zeng Xiaoxian smiled bitterly, and then said: "It seems that I need to exercise more in the future."

Then, Qin Feng pretended to go back to the room to look for things, but in fact, with a thought, he took out a bag of candies from the interspatial ring.

"Eat some sugar, stabilize blood sugar first."

"thanks!!"

After 10 minutes, five steaming bowls of ramen arrived.

Everyone devoured the ramen. After eating, Zhang Wei wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "The taste is almost tasteless, too much salt is added, and the soup base is not thick enough. I can only give it a passing grade."

Qin Feng couldn't help but said: "Then you still finished the soup?"

"You don't understand, this is my most basic respect for food!" Zhang Wei said logically, rubbing his stomach and saying, "It's comfortable, and I can last another afternoon."

Guan Gu asked curiously: "Zhang Wei, how is your work doing recently, has anyone come to you to help them with a lawsuit?"

"The business has been pretty bleak recently, so let's not mention it."

Zhang Wei shook his head, Qin Feng knew well, not only was his business sluggish in a short period of time, Zhang Wei didn't take much business in his entire lawyer career.

Several people were chatting about work and chatting, and they talked about Qin Feng.

"Qin Feng, you don't seem to be looking for a job yet?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked. He saw that Qin Feng was always at home and rarely went out.

Lu Ziqiao looked at Qin Feng with a smile and said, "I guess Qin Feng must be the rich second generation, so he doesn't have to work and still has enough food and clothing."

"That's right, Qin Feng is very generous!" Guan Gu kept nodding his head, approving Qin Feng very much.

Although Qin Feng has only been in the love apartment for less than half a month, his character and practical actions have already been recognized by everyone.

"Not counting as the second generation rich, I also have my own business." Qin Feng thought for a while, and replied with a flash of inspiration: "My job is——Internet writer!"

"Thinking and responding (great)!" Guan Gu's eyes lit up. As a cartoonist, he and Qin Feng's work has many similarities. Although one is creating text and the other is creating comics, they are both creations.

Zhang Wei also suddenly realized: "No wonder! I said why Qin Feng often stays in his room. I thought he, like Zi Qiao, was a jobless vagrant."

"Who's a vagrant?"

Lu Ziqiao was dissatisfied, and retorted: "I just haven't found the job that suits me the most. If my job doesn't match my soul, it will not only waste time, but also delay my ideal!"

"Then, what is your ideal?" Qin Feng was rather curious. Although he had watched Love Apartment, Lu Ziqiao's dream had not been explicitly mentioned in the play.

Lu Ziqiao said: "My dream is to make money without going to work."

"cut!"

Everyone booed in unison.

Lu Ziqiao sighed softly: "So, my ideals are in conflict with ordinary companies, and those bosses like to talk about ideals with me. My ideal is to earn money without going to work."

"Then you can only find a suitable job in your dreams." Guan Gushen made up the knife and saw the blood.

Chapter 220 VII Writer Qin Feng Goes Online

two o'clock in the afternoon,

Qin Feng returned to his room and took action for the bull he had blown.

If a person can only brag, then he is a fool, but if he realizes all the bragging, he is a fool.

Qin Feng felt that he possessed all eighteen martial arts skills, and it was easy to recite poems and compose correct poems, and it was easy to write a book?

There was a computer in the room, and Qin Feng immediately logged into the portal and created a writer account.

"Three spoons from the Tang family."

"Sorry, this user nickname has already been registered."

"Dark potato."

"Sorry, this user nickname has already been registered."

Qin Feng: ...

"Are there so many people writing now?" Qin Feng thought about it, and suddenly remembered the world he was in, and the author he was chasing recently. He probably hasn't started writing a book at this time, right?

Qin Feng made a final decision and entered the four words "half a pack of fake cigarettes".

"This user nickname can be used!"

Qin Feng smiled slightly, and after completing the rest of the information, he officially started creating.

But here comes the problem again, since creating an online book, one must choose a subject matter.

City, fantasy, fairy tale, sci-fi, supernatural, etc. Qin Feng, who is new to this trip, is full of enthusiasm and wants to try all themes.

Can you write a book that combines all themes?

"Have it! Just write the shuttle flow of the heavens, so that all elements can be tried, wouldn't it be beautiful?" Qin Feng couldn't help nodding, feeling that his idea was very correct.

Once the subject matter is selected, the next step is the title of the book. The title of the book is very important and determines the success of a book to a great extent.

Qin Feng suddenly thought of his own experience, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Er Gouzi next to his legs taking a nap.

"It's called "The Beginning: Summoning a Ergouzi"! The content of the story is to summon a Ergouzi at the beginning to conquer the heavens and worlds!"

Writer Qin Feng has successfully launched!

After Qin Feng created this book, he began to code words hard. As a result, he coded all afternoon... [-] words?The word count is only a quarter of the normal chapter?

I feel that there are not many words in a chapter, why is it so hard to write...

"Writing is simply not human."

Qin Feng found that the sky outside the window had darkened, so he got up and stretched himself, and went to have dinner first.

There was no takeaway for dinner, so Qin Feng decided to cook for himself to reward his roommates.

On the way of cooking, Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh again, even cooking is more interesting than writing!

"It smells so good~"

Zeng Xiaoxian closed his eyes and floated out of the room like a ghost, followed by Guan Gu and Lu Ziqiao.

"Qin Feng, you made all of these..." Guan Gu looked at the dishes on the table, and then looked at Qin Feng. He didn't seem like a person who could make such delicious food.

"I didn't do it, or did you do it? Guan Gu, go to the next door and invite Yifei and the others to eat together."

Qin Feng planned to cook nine dishes at night, and if he didn't call Yifei and the others, he wouldn't be able to finish them all.

"Oh, I'll go right away!" Guan Gu was about to go out when there was a knock on the door. He opened the door and saw that Hu Yifei, Qin Yumo, Chen Meijia, Tang Youyou and Zhang Wei were already standing at the door.

Guan Gu shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's just right, there's no need to call."

"Qin Feng, do you know how to cook?" Hu Yifei's eyes lit up, and she unceremoniously picked up chopsticks and tasted a piece of braised pork ribs, and said with enjoyment: "The saltiness is moderate, and the heat is just right!"

"I'll try it too." Tang Youyou also took the chopsticks, tasted a fish-flavored shredded pork, and said with excitement after eating, "It's even better than the ones made in restaurants!"

Qin Feng said with a slight smile: "I'm overwhelmed, let's eat together tonight."

Everyone rushed to help, those who served the dishes served the dishes, and those who served the rice served the rice.

Qin Yumo looked at Qin Feng who was busy in the kitchen, his eyes were quite regretful, but he didn't know how to speak.

Since Richard's incident happened, the two of them had exchanges on weekdays, but they were only limited to friends.

"Yu Mo, Qin Feng is such a good man, you have to grasp it. Men who can cook good food are rarer than the national protected animals these days." Hu Yifei said softly to Qin Yumo.

"Yeah, if it wasn't for Guan Gu, I would have chased after him!" Tang Youyou also persuaded Qin Yumo.

Qin Yumo responded in a low voice: "Take your time, anyway, there is plenty of time." She didn't want to redeem it, but she felt that Qin Feng didn't seem to think so.

"It's finally done."

Qin Feng brought the last dish of candied sweet potatoes to the dining table, took off his apron and sat on the chair.

Zhang Wei graciously pushed the prepared meal in front of Qin Feng, and praised: "Chef Qin, you have worked hard!"

"Everyone, let's go."

As soon as Qin Feng finished speaking, everyone moved their chopsticks immediately. They had been waiting for this sentence for a long time!