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"It's nothing, work with money, it should be!"

Ye Chen watched the worker slowly move the big cardboard box containing the water heater out of the car, and muttered enviously, "It's nice to have money."

"Yes." Wan Qing heard and nodded.

"What's the matter? Aren't you going into the elevator?" Zhao Jinyu, who had already walked into the elevator, pressed the button to open the door, urging in doubt.

"I'm coming!"

Xiao Bai was left in the house today, while Wan Qing was still opening the door, she heard the light sound of paws touching the tile floor from inside.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a big fluffy white dog came out with its tongue sticking out, and greeted the two of them very warmly. Pull on the clothes.

Even Zhao Jinyu who was opening the door on the opposite side of the corridor didn't let go, and went over to rub it a few times very enthusiastically.

"Pfft, Xiaobai knows me."

"That's for sure~ It's not stupid." Ye Chen smiled triumphantly, and greeted Xiao Bai back, and there was another sound from the elevator, as if the workers who installed the water heater came up.

"Come over to eat later today." Wan Qing greeted.

"OK!"

Afterwards, the door of August [-]'s room was closed, Wan Qing put down her schoolbag and put on her apron without even taking off her school uniform, and got busy, while Ye Chen played with the dog while cleaning up.

"Hey, what is this?"

"What, what?" Wan Qing came out of the kitchen and was about to get some ingredients from the refrigerator, when she saw Ye Chen curiously looking at the refrigerator with a broom.

There is a note on the refrigerator, with a few lines neatly written on it: "The braised bamboo shoots made at noon, warm it up, bought some bread, you can eat."

"Snail girl?" Ye Chen had a sudden thought.

"*** you." Wan Qing rolled her eyes, "This is obviously Dad, but he even bought bread, what is this, snacks or desserts?"

"It must be a snack."

However, when I opened the refrigerator, the so-called bread was toast bread.

It was commonplace for Wan Qing, but it was something new for Ye Chen.

In her mind, the bread is that kind of fluffy piece, with some meat floss or bean paste added at most.

But it's rare to see pieces of toast that are packed in such delicate bags.

"It looks like I bought it at a supermarket event." Wan Qing saw a red price tag on the back of the toast, which seemed to be half the price, but it cost more than three yuan.

"Is this delicious?" Ye Chen asked expectantly. She had never eaten this kind of sliced ​​toast bread. To her, such a delicate snack looked delicious. .

"It's okay without ketchup, I don't like it anyway." Wan Qing rolled her eyes, "Either spread peanut butter, ketchup or jam, you just eat it directly, it's tasteless, although it's quite soft, it's delicious. Do it, but the side of the bread is quite chewy..."

"Can this be made for dinner?"

Wan Qing was about to casually say a few words to ridicule her, when suddenly she was taken aback, and some wonderful manipulations appeared in her mind: "Hmm... It might be good to deep fry it, put an egg in it, it can be eaten as breakfast."

"Ah, what about dinner?"

"Dinner is fine too." Wan Qing grunted, took out the bread, and thought about what new dishes would be better with it.

Of course, if it fails, I'm afraid it's dark cooking.

Wan Qing returned to the kitchen with the ingredients in the refrigerator, and opened the window.

The warm evening breeze blows leisurely into the house from outside the window, making people feel inexplicably comfortable.

Probably because today is Friday, and maybe because tomorrow is a weekend.

Ample time always makes people feel better.

Even the hustle and bustle from the street is no longer so noisy - it has become the background music of life, highlighting the unique beauty of the city in the bustling city.

There was a "ding ding 嘡 嘡" sound from the kitchen, the range hood was turned on to the maximum, and the "hula hula" sound of the fan immediately covered most of the sound.

Of course, the sound of 'Zi La' from the oil pan came out again very penetratingly.

At the same time, there was also a faint burnt aroma of fried food.

"Ding dong——" the doorbell rang, and Ye Chen, who was playing with Xiaobai in a mop fight, hurriedly patted its head, got up and opened the door.

Zhao Jinyu took a peek inside, and looked at Ye Chen with a smile: "Qing'er is already cooking?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll go and have a look~" She carefully arranged the shoes she had taken off, then touched Xiao Bai very politely, then put on her slippers and walked into the kitchen.

The oil splashes in the kitchen were flying everywhere, Wan Qing held a pot cover as a shield, carefully stretched out one hand, and slowly fiddled with the contents of the pot with a shovel.

"Wow!" Zhao Jinyu dodged a bulging oil flower and hid behind Wan Qing, "What are you doing?"

"Huh? Jinyu?" Wan Qing glanced back, "Have you installed the water heater?"

"Yes."

"So fast."

"It's okay, the house is a bit dirty, and I came here after cleaning up."

"This is deep-fried toast, and I put a poached egg on it."

"Is this how you eat for breakfast?"

"Yeah, it would have been nice to have bacon, but there wasn't, so I dumped the leftovers in."

"what?"

"Anyway, it's a new dish, I don't know if it will be delicious, cough!"

"But it's fun."

"Ha, it's really interesting when developing new dishes, er, it's almost golden brown... just turn it over." The splashing oil finally stabilized, and the rice, poached eggs and toast were all 'glued' together Together, when everything was golden, Wan Qing fished it out, and then put the second one in.

"The second one is different?"

"Well, I put tomatoes and batter in this one, let's try it... The third one I plan to do is simply fried bread."

"Can I try?" Zhao Jinyu volunteered.

"Okay." Wan Qing stepped aside and handed her her defensive shield - the pot lid.

"No no, I mean, can I design one myself?"

"Huh? Oh oh... okay."

"Hmm... Mashed potatoes are wrapped on top, then sprinkled with chopped green onions and fried in oil... how about it?"

"...Then we have to make mashed potatoes first." Wan Qing twitched her lips, "Isn't it a bit troublesome?"

"That's right... well, yes, can I just use the side of the bread?"

"Only the side of the bread?"

"Well, just dig out the inside and only keep the sides of the bread, and then pour batter and eggs into it, how about it?"

"This...it seems like you can try it, use the edge of the bread as a mold, right?"

"Yes, and this mold can still be eaten."

"Okay, you try?"

"Ok!"

However, although Zhao Jinyu's theory is good, the actual operation is so messy that it makes people feel a little horrible.

Fortunately, Wan Qing was there to help, and finally the kitchen was not 'fried' to a mess, at least the kind of food she envisioned was realized.

Today's dinner is these new varieties of dishes, and a bowl of braised bamboo shoots is heated in the rice cooker with a steamer.

Ye Chen, who was playing with the dog outside, was already very hungry. When he saw Zhao Jinyu coming out with a plate, he couldn't help but go over to him: "What's for dinner today?"

"Fried bread... well, it should be delicious."

"It looks delicious!"

"It must be delicious." Wan Qing was very confident.

Xiao Bai was left at home today, and of course they had to take care of the dinner.

So before the meal, she also stewed bamboo shoots with white rice and oil, plus a little bacon cooked on top of the rice, mixed well and poured it into the dog bowl.

Because this dish is already salty enough, no soy sauce was added, and some extra rice was added.

Ye Chen conveniently filled up his drinking bowl with water.

Xiaobai has never been picky about food, and is particularly interested in rice. He didn't even eat meat, so he took two big mouthfuls of rice first, and then slowly ate the side dishes.

"Crack." Ye Chen couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fried bread, it was extra crispy after one bite.

"How about it?"

"Hmm...it seems a bit too oily."

"Fried things are like this, is it tasty inside?"

"There's no smell in it."

"Forget it, as long as the outside tastes good." She said, picked up a bread that was simply fried in the pan, and her eyes lit up immediately, "Oh, this is delicious!"

"Really?"

"Well, the taste of simple frying is already good, it seems that it is better to be simple."

"The one I made is also delicious."

"Really? That's fine, although the appearance is not very good..."

……

16. New home real estate certificate

Saturday mornings always make people want to stay in bed.

The bright spring light shone on Wan Qing's face, but she retracted her little face under the blanket, avoiding the morning sun.

March [-]st.

With the continuous sunny days and the arrival of spring, the weather is no longer cold. The thick winter quilt covering her body makes people think it is too hot. Wan Qing stretched out a white thigh under the quilt, lazily The edge of the round bed swayed.

Ye Chen also had half of his body outside the quilt, sleeping soundly, with a few drops of crystal-clear saliva hanging around his mouth.

"Hmm...?" Wan Qing was swinging her big white legs when she suddenly felt itchy on the soles of her feet. She tilted her head and saw Xiao Bai lying on her slippers, licking hers with her big rough tongue. The soles of the feet seem to be getting salt in this way.

——It stands to reason that the meals usually fed to it should already have a lot of salt.

But dogs like to lick all kinds of things with their tongues, just like cats use their paws to explore the world, dogs also use this way to know everything.

"Hahaha..." Wan Qing's soles of her feet were itchy from being licked, and she finally kicked Xiaobai's hairy head a little bit unbearably.

The latter lay down very naturally, allowing her to rub its soft belly with the soles of her feet.

Having a cat is different than owning a dog.

The cat is too small, and you may even worry about hurting it if you move too much.

But the dog is different, even if it is only a medium-sized dog like Xiaobai, you don't have to worry about hurting it when you tease it-unless you accidentally step on its paw or tail.

And such a big fluffy living carpet, even just rubbing it with your feet is fun.

Especially looking at its stupid way of sticking out its tongue and hooking its two front paws, it makes people laugh.

Wan Qing patted its head with her toes, put her thighs back under the blanket, and basked lazily in the sun, still not wanting to get up.

Xiao Bai came back from the belly-turned-out appearance, stuffed his nose into her slippers, and burrowed in as if it was fun.

It's not a cat, how can it get in?

Then, it bit the slipper and began to shake it vigorously...

"Hey!" She patted the tip of its nose, "Don't bite the slippers!"

Xiaobai wagged his tail aggrievedly, drooped his ears, put down his slippers, but still pressed his whole body on them, as if the slippers were his mattress.

It is said that cats are unreasonable, but now Wanqing thinks that dogs are also a little unreasonable...

"Hmmmm..." Ye Chen blocked the sun with his white arms, his long hair was messed up after sleeping all night, "Mmm..."