"So, what are you cooking? Why does it smell so good?"
Compared with the hotness of Lily Tookes, this black sister is much more lazy and casual.
Even when she spoke, she had a hoarse sound as if she hadn't woken up from sleep, making her look lazy.
She was wearing a black long straight skirt, a white silk skirt, and a pair of loafers of the same color. She was holding a mobile phone without carrying a bag. She smelled the smell and came directly to Ni Bingyan to knock on the door.
The moment they walked in and saw the whole thing clearly, Ni Bingyan and the others intuitively felt that everything from the neck down was legs.
He is simply a walking leg spirit.
She is very tall, at least 1.8 meters by visual inspection, with a good figure, a delicate face, and good clothes. She has no accessories on her body, but she gives people a very fashionable feeling.
Jason's girlfriends all look stunning and have their own characteristics, but in terms of appearance alone, this black sister left the deepest impression on Ni Bingyan.
This person walked in and sat down at the dining table to wait obediently, showing no sign of restraint.
He didn't speak, only his nose twitched, and his eyes were fixed on the gurgling pot in the open kitchen, as if just smelling it would make him full.
"This is... what is this?"
Wu Huijuan wanted to explain it to her, but her English was not good enough, so she had to ask Ni Bingyan for help.
Ni Bingyan simply introduced it to her: "This is a traditional dish in China, called stewed vegetables. The most amazing thing about it is that it is versatile. What is the versatile method? The recipe of stewed ingredients is not fixed, and each family has its own. The secret recipe; there are also many kinds of vegetables that can be braised. You can braise whatever you want. Vegetables, seafood, meat, eggs, soy products, etc., all taste good."
After the introduction, Wu Huijuan had already picked up a large squid, put it on the charcuterie board, cut it with a separate knife, and placed it on a long white porcelain plate as it was.
It looks like it's still whole, but it's actually been cut into circles.
"Squid cooks the fastest, do you want to try it?"
It wasn't in such a hurry, but the guests were already on the table.
Regardless of whether the other party understands Chinese etiquette or not, at this time, you have to serve someone something to eat.
Fortunately, Duanmu Li had just returned from buying two big squids, otherwise it would have been awkward to just sit and wait.
"Oh, thank you."
When Ni Bingyan brought the dishes and chopsticks, he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to use chopsticks, so he brought her a knife and fork. Then, as if she finally realized how rude she was, she introduced herself:
"My full name is too long, you can call me Iman."
Out of politeness, Ni Bingyan also introduced the three people on his side.
It was almost lunch time. In addition to braised vegetables, Ni Bingyan also stewed a pot of rice while Wu Huijuan was braised vegetables.
As soon as the spicy braised squid was served, the rice cooker beeped and the rice was ready.
"It will be more delicious after simmering for another two minutes."
Seeing Yiman looking at the rice cooker, thinking she was hungry, Ni Bingyan finished explaining and said, "But if you are hungry, it's okay to eat now."
"Carbs? Oh, no, I don't eat carbs."
Those who come are guests. Although it is strange for this guest to come uninvited, it is not good to ignore others.
So Ni Bingyan, who spoke the best English, took charge of chatting with her.
"Are you a model? You look like you have strict body control."
Iman paused, put down his knife and fork, and then said seriously: "I think I should pay more attention to my work."
When he said this suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.
Ni Bingyan was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the question.
Is this a casual little fairy so jumpy when talking?
"It seems I'm not famous enough. That's why you don't know me."
Iman explained again.
Ni Bingyan was even more embarrassed.
"Come on, come on, have a taste?"
When it comes to delicious food, it’s better not to worry about such trivial matters.
Seeing her pushing the plate towards him, Iman was not polite and directly took a squid ring with the public tongs and put it on his plate, then cut it into small pieces with a knife and forked it into his mouth gracefully.
Ni Bingyan and the other two each put a little bit on their own plates, then ignored her and started chatting in Chinese.
"Yesterday at sea, I felt regretful that I should have some spicy braised food. Today is finally a success."
Wu Huijuan smiled, and Duanmu Li immediately answered: "I heard that the meat of the live shrimps is tender and delicious."
"You guys said I'm so greedy, I decided to grow it on the yoga mat this afternoon. I'll make shrimp tomorrow and I'll eat two more."
Ni Bingyan has never been on a diet because she exercises a lot.
"It's okay. There's less oil in the stew, it's just protein. It's not like braised prawns in oil. It's fragrant and the oil is real oil."
"Oh, sister-in-law, please stop talking, I can't help but salivate."
"Haha, I didn't know Yuanyuan had been here for a long time, so I made some for him."
"He's been very busy at work recently. I'm going to see him on vacation next week. How about giving him some?"
"How long does it take to get over here? It's already cold by the time you arrive. It's not good to eat cold food on such a cold day. Just bring the marinade over there. There is a canteen over there. They ask for purchasing and buy some fresh ingredients in advance. You can go Let me borrow the kitchen and cook for him."
"Oh, how embarrassing it is in front of his employees."
Ni Bingyan was a little shy and coy.
The three of them were chatting animatedly, but suddenly they heard someone say: "Are you not good at cooking?"
The accent is rather strange, but everyone can understand that it is Mandarin.
The three of them were immediately horrified!
Unexpectedly, Iman could even understand the Bashu dialect!
Fortunately, I didn't say anything bad about her just now. Emma, sure enough, those reminders on the Internet are right. Don't think that foreigners can't understand Mandarin. Maybe they can understand dialects!
"My cooking skills are pretty good. Speaking of braised vegetables, you don't need any cooking skills. The main thing is to control the heat."
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward, but Ni Bingyan calmly came to the rescue.
Then Iman was automatically added to the group chat.
"I didn't expect you to speak Chinese."
"Oh, I speak five languages."
Iman is a very cold person. He usually chats with others and often chats to death.
When she is at a friend's gathering, the more positive she is, the faster everyone leaves.
As time goes by, I become lazy.
Even the parties I used to like, I don’t like them that much now.
Of course, her friends always said that she didn't think they were as popular as she was, so she stopped playing with them.
Iman never bothered to explain.
Unexpectedly, this Chinese actor became more and more excited as we chatted and didn't care about her coldness at all.
"Do you also like to learn languages? Me too! Because I dream of traveling around the world and being able to chat with locals without having to translate. That would definitely be a really cool feeling!"
"I do not like."
Iman almost chatted to death again with one sentence.
But when she looked at Ni Bingyan's slightly embarrassed expression, she added like a blessing: "I just want to carry out my work better."
Well, utilitarian pragmatists.
It's nothing.
Language is a tool.
After finishing the spicy braised squid, braised vegetables and soy products were served. The three of them couldn't forget the duck and pig's trotters and chicken feet. They were in a hurry and didn't prepare the ingredients, so they didn't have them today.
Iman just listened and shook his head.
After a meal, he was almost familiar with it. Ni Bingyan was ready to ask the question he had always wanted to ask:
"Sorry, Iman, I've been curious for a long time. I can ask you why there are never conflicts between you and Jason's other girlfriends?"
As a result, Iman looked at her in surprise: "Who told you that I am his girlfriend?"
Ni Bingyan: (ΩДΩ)
The old melon farmer smelled the fragrance of melons.
It seems that this is the rhythm of being in the front row!
Eat some foreign melon to clear your mouth. By the way, I wrote a text message to King Juan and stuffed two apples into his bag. I wonder how he will feel when he sees it tomorrow. By the way, if you squeeze a large amount of hand cream every day and massage your wrists and fingers carefully, your skin will become whiter and your fingers will become straighter. I originally just typed too much and wanted to relieve the pain in my fingers, but I didn't expect that it would also have a cosmetic effect. Ha ha. My little black paws won’t look much better after being groomed. Sisters, you must give it a try.
