When Qin Baobao and Prince Jin ran to the living room excitedly, Qin Ze was sitting at the table and feasting on them. In front of him, there were sauced red stewed hooves, vegetable tofu, steamed small yellow croaker, chicken stewed mushrooms, steaming, and the rich smell of vegetables aroused the greedy insects in his stomach.
Qin Baobao's first reaction was to lie in the trough and eat alone with my brother behind my back.
"Which takeout is so delicious," Qin Baobao moved his fingers and kicked Qin Ze's calf. "Is there any rice left? Give me a bowl."
Qin Ze chewed the food in his mouth and didn't like to serve his sister. He retorted, "haven't you eaten it?"
"If you want to go, you can go. There's so much nonsense." Qin Baobao grabbed a piece of chicken and stuffed it into her mouth. The delicate chicken instantly filled her mouth and activated her taste buds. She squinted intoxicated.
Is this chicken stewed with mushrooms?
The taste, the taste, is absolutely amazing.
Is the chicken stewed mushroom I used to eat fake
Qin Ze reluctantly got up and went to the kitchen to feed her.
"Qin Ze, help me with a bowl, no, half a bowl is enough." Wang Zijin took advantage of the situation and sat down, but her tutor obviously dumped Qin Baobao for 18 blocks. Although her eyes were fixed on the dishes and couldn't move away, she controlled herself not to learn from Qin Baobao.
When Qin Ze got up to serve dinner, Qin Baobao kept picking up chicken to eat one piece and another piece. Prince Jin slapped her hand off, "baby, your hands haven't been washed."
Wang Zijin was mainly afraid that she would eat all the dishes.
Qin Ze served two bowls of rice, and the three people ate around the dishes. Qin Baobao's favorite chicken stewed mushroom was eager to hug him. In addition, my favorite food is stewed hoof bladder with pickled cabbage.
The hoof bladder melts immediately in the mouth. It is fat but not greasy, rotten, but the taste does not spread. Especially the pigskin, which is rich in collagen, slides into the stomach immediately after sucking it. Eating in your mouth is simply a pleasure.
"Wheeze, wheeze..."
Qin Baobao's hot breath kept fanning his mouth.
Wang Zijin has stomach problems and doesn't like big fish and meat, but pickled vegetables are appetizing. After eating a chopstick, she gets out of control and chopsticks fly, which makes her quarrel with Qin Baobao.
"Baby, just move the chicken stewed mushrooms in front of you. Don't take up your hooves."
"The hoof bladder is rich in collagen, which just gives me beauty."
"Then I also want beauty."
"You are born beautiful, you don't need it."
"If I have stomach trouble, I like appetizers."
"Then ask Qin Ze to order another one for you."
Prince Jin thought for a while and felt it was reasonable. He smiled and said to Qin Ze, "brother, help your sister order another one."
Qin Ze was stunned: "when I ordered one, I bought so many. What time is it now? The vegetable market is closed."
Prince Jin blinked, which was very unexpected. Did Qin Ze cook all the meals at this table? Qin Baobao said he was good at cooking. Isn't he really bragging?
Qin Baobao raised his head from his bowl and said, "don't be ridiculous. Which takeout restaurant here is so delicious. We'll order this one specially in the future and use it as a canteen."
Qin Ze picked up a small yellow croaker and snorted, sucking up all the fish: "I'm too lazy to tell you."
Qin Baobao made a face.
The three continued to fight against food. After a while, the table was clean. Qin Baobao leaned against the chair and stroked his bulging stomach. He sighed obediently when he got a bargain: "it's all your fault. I'm practicing dancing and I want to keep my body shape."
Prince Jin teased, "if you want to practice dancing, you don't know to go on a diet. You have no self-control at all... Burp!"
She laughed happily, because she hadn't had such a happy meal for a long time.
"Qin Ze, which restaurant's dish is this? Let's go and have a look tomorrow and try something else." Prince Jin handed Qin Ze a paper towel and motioned him to wipe the oil stains on his mouth.
"I did it." Qin Ze said seriously.
"Stingy, tell us so." Qin Baobao complained.
Wang Zijin smiled and didn't speak. Her relationship with Qin Ze hadn't reached the point of laughing and fighting.
At this time, Qingyue's "whistle" came from the kitchen, which was the sound of steam discharged from the pores by the air pressure in the pot.
Qin zechao's kitchen nunuzui said, "there's the last soup. Do you want to try it?"
"Is it really your cooking?" Wang Zijin began to believe it a little.
"Hey, don't be fooled by him. He probably made this soup." Qin Baobao curled his mouth: "I don't know how much he weighs? If you want to drink it, I can't drink it anyway."
After hearing this, Wang Zijin shook his head and smiled, "then I won't drink any more. I'll eat."
Like to drink or not.
Qin Ze put on his insulated gloves, took out the radish stick bone soup and put it in front of him. Radish has been stewed rotten, stick bone with meat, soup color milky white, floating with a layer of bright oil.
Qin Ze ignored the two sisters and filled himself a bowl with only a little salt in the soup, which was very light, but it was especially suitable after eating fish and meat. Moreover, it is fragrant and moist, with the refreshing taste of radish and the strong fragrance of stick bone. As a soup after dinner, Qin Ze wants to score 99 points, one less point is for fear of being proud
Wang Zijin smelled the strong fragrance and couldn't help it. He also filled half a bowl for himself, holding the bowl to blow air, and then drank a sip.
At this moment, I feel that my flat taste buds are active again. The fresh fragrance of radish and the strong fragrance of stick bone are perfectly intertwined. It is obviously very light, but it gives people a feeling of a big meal. The key is that it comes at an excellent time, which just washes away the greasiness left by the mouth, intestines and stomach. I couldn't help but let people drink a few more mouthfuls.
Wang Zijin burped very unsophisticated and said in surprise, "I still want to drink a bowl."
"Is it so delicious? Qin Ze's skill in making soup is just average, not half of my mother's skill." Qin Baobao's face was full of the expression "I don't read much, but you just can't fool me". He also filled himself with half a bowl, took a small drink, and the Phoenix eyes suddenly lit up: "Qin Ze is your takeout again."
"Neuropathy." Qin Ze muttered and buried himself in soup.
Qin Baobao gulped stiffly, "I'll have another bowl, too."
The amount of soup is not much, that is, the amount of four or five bowls, three people a bowl, almost bottomed out.
Wang Zijin smiled and said, "Qin Ze, my sister is a guest. Can I have the rest of the soup?"
Qin Ze was about to add soup to himself with a spoon. He glanced at his sister's beautiful best friend unhappily.
He just drank a bowl.
"You have a bad stomach. Eat less." Qin Baobao grabbed the spoon in his hand, scooped the last bowl of soup into his bowl, and drank it with a smile.
Prince Jin pursed his mouth and stared at her, looking very unhappy.
Qin Baobao completely ignored his girlfriend's little eyes, and stretched out his hand to wring Qin Ze's ears with a smile: "ah Ze, my sister believes that you cooked these dishes. Are you happy?"
Qin Ze sideways dodged: "happy."
"Put your head over here."
"Whoever stretches out is a fool."
"Qin Baobao was so angry that he sprang to him with open teeth and claws:" elder sister suspects that you are a slave dog who secretly hides his cooking skills. She is extremely evil. She wants to screw off your ears and cook wine and vegetables. "
Qin Baobao said, and screamed. Qin Ze buckled his hands, turned over, and pressed it on his thighs.
"Qin Baobao, has it given you too much sunshine and too much river water these days? Your brilliant self ignition is about to burst the Oriental Pearl TV Tower city."
"Qin Ze, you let go of me. Your stomach is propped up. It's so uncomfortable."
"Say you are wrong."
"Elder sister would rather die than surrender."
"Eat mine and spit it out."
"Good brother, Zijin is watching on the side. Save face for my sister."
Wang Zijin looked at his sister and brother, with a gentle smile and warm eyes.
At 10:30 p.m., Qin Baobao wandered around the living room, walking and eating. Qin Ze sat on the sofa holding a computer and looked at the key points of the class sent by the old man's email, which were all possible knowledge to be tested.
In the bathroom, Wang Zijin was taking a bath, splashing.
As Qin Baobao walked, he raised his legs high. "How about my best friend, sister?"
Qin Ze asked, "what did you say?"
"All aspects."
Qin Ze commented, "the external beauty is impeccable, and the internal beauty needs to be investigated. To tell the truth, such a beauty is rarely seen."
With that, he saw Qin Baobao pinch his waist and stare, and hurriedly added, "except for you."
Qin Baobao twisted his waist and asked, "how about being your girlfriend?"
Qin Zejing's small hand shook, "are you testing me? I swear, I'll never give her any wrong ideas."
Qin Zexin said that he was afraid that I would do something indescribable with my underwear.
Qin Baobao said seriously, "don't you like this kind of gentle and generous girl? She doesn't have a boyfriend yet." After a pause, a look of disdain appeared on her face: "sister, this is a disaster, and you'll do that with me again."
Qin Ze was unable to argue, nor did he bother to argue.
Qin Baobao's words turned: "however, Zijin can't look at you. There are many people chasing her. Leng is not looking at those wild bees and butterflies."
"Well, anyway, in your eyes, I'm a waste firewood brother who can't marry a wife." Qin Ze has long been used to being black by her.
Qin Baobao quarreled and was defeated repeatedly. Angrily, he trotted over to kick Qin Ze, quickly retreated to a safe place, and looked at him provocatively.
"What's the origin of your best friend?" Qin Ze turned off the stock trading software, ignored his sister's provocation, and instead discussed Prince Jin. Qin Baobao is still familiar with him. His gentle and generous sister is Qin Ze's ideal mate.
"Qin Baobao tilted his head and mused," Beijing people, their parents seem to be civil servants. I know so much. Why, can't wait to know her? "
"I think your best friend must be in a good family. You can't be picky about her speech and behavior. The key is that she just asked me to feed her."
"What can a feast represent?"
"Start your proud IQ and think about it. When you go to someone's home, you will feel at ease and let others eat?" Qin Ze analyzed: "she is completely habitual to open her mouth. What does it mean? There must be a nanny at home."
"It's reasonable," said Qin Baobao hehe, "then I don't like you any more. Please ask me to help you lead the red line."
To tell the truth, Qin Ze was enchanted, but considering that his sister would only hold him back in this regard, he silently cancelled the decision to win over Qin Baobao.
Besides, Prince Jin is beautiful, but Qin Ze has great immunity to beautiful women since childhood, and there is no possibility of falling in love at first sight. The personality of this beautiful sister from the capital needs to be investigated.