After happily deciding on the dishes for the evening, Song Qingzhou took the time to lie down on the table and rest for a while, and then continued his afternoon work.
At five o'clock, Song Qingzhou clocked out of get off work on time. As soon as she walked downstairs, she saw Mo Zhiqian's car parked on the roadside from a distance.
Song Qingzhou quickly put on his mask and jogged forward.
Mo Ziqian waited for her to sit in the passenger seat and fasten her seat belt before slowly stepping on the accelerator.
Song Qingzhou connected to Bluetooth in a familiar manner. After the music started, she turned to look at the man next to her and said, "When did you arrive?"
Mo Ziqian turned the steering wheel nonchalantly and replied calmly: "Five minutes ago."
Song Qingzhou was surprised: "You got off work so early?"
She silently calculated in her mind that when she went to work at nine o'clock, it would still be some time from Mo Ziqian's company to hers. In this way, Mo Ziqian might get off work at four-thirty, and she would work from nine to four-thirty. It was really enviable. .
Mo Ziqian smelled the sour smell emanating from the person next to him and gave a brief "Yes".
The villain in Song Qingzhou's heart began to (gloomily growl) (crawl) (split) (walk ashore) (twist) (spasm) (squirm) (twist walking) (attack regardless of target).
Mo Ziqian felt the silence on the outside and the madness on the inside of the people around him, and the corners of his mouth turned up a little uncontrollably.
Song Qingzhou only crawled darkly for half a minute and then put the matter behind him. After all, it was time to get off work, and he would leave unhappy things to think about when he went to work.
She took out the program team's mobile phone and looked at the group chat. Suzaku said bitterly that she had to work overtime today and would not be able to come back for dinner.
The number of chefs is reduced by one.
Song Qingzhou sent a message to comfort her, and said that he would take photos of the dinner for her to see, and successfully received a Suzaku "Angry Birds" emoticon package.
Soon, the two of them returned to Chengyuan, and they were the first to come back.
Looking at the time, it was still half an hour before six o'clock. Song Qingzhou decisively chose to slump on the sofa and be a salty fish without ideals.
Mo Ziqian was sitting on the other side of the sofa with a book. Song Qingzhou curiously glanced at the name of the book, which was a long list of English words. The next second she felt that she had dyslexia and collapsed. go back.
During this period, other people also came back one after another.
Except for Zhuque, the other six guests all came back on time on the first night. It seemed that Suzaku's self-proclaimed "worst worker" yesterday deserved the title. He got up the earliest and came back the latest.
Song Qingzhou rolled up his sleeves, tied on his apron, and continued to show off his skills.
Considering that everyone may not be able to go home on time every day, and they may not necessarily want to cook, we have decided to say in the group before five o'clock every day whether we will go home for dinner and whether we can cook. The person who cooks can also say something. Dishes to make.
If no one wants to cook on a given day, each prepares his or her own dinner.
The only ones who signed up to cook today were Song Qingzhou and Jiuwei Hu.
The other three people said they didn't want to cook and wanted to have dinner, so Song Qingzhou and Jiuweihu cooked four dishes. The portions of the dishes were larger so that everyone could be full.
Song Qingzhou made a French-style grilled lamb chop with mixed vegetables and a tomato-braised beef brisket, while Jiuweihu made stir-fried mushrooms with vegetables and seaweed egg soup.
The nine-tailed fox looked at the delicious dishes made by Song Qingzhou, looked at the dishes he made that were pure and white, and said with a smile: "Pixiu, you are going to make our mouths cunning."
Zhulong looked at the tomato beef brisket that was still tumbling, swallowed his saliva and echoed: "Yes, what if you don't cook one night?"
Taotie rolled his eyes at him and said, "What should I do? Then you cook your own dumplings, and you still want to ask Pixiu to cook for you every day?"
Zhulong brought the tomato beef brisket to the table, turned around and defended: "I just praised Pixiu for the delicious food."
Song Qingzhou waved his hand and said, "I get lazy from time to time, but don't expect me to cook every day."
While talking, the Nine-tailed Fox watched Song Qingzhou bring French grilled lamb chops with mixed vegetables and placed them in front of Bai Ze, with a smile flashing in his eyes.
Mo Ziqian looked at the French-style grilled lamb chops with mixed vegetables in front of him, and his indifferent eyes also gained a little sparkle. Yesterday's dinner and this morning's sandwich gave him a preliminary understanding of Song Qingzhou's cooking skills. I believe that You can’t go wrong with this French grilled lamb chop with mixed vegetables.
As expected, the lamb chops, which are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, are tender and juicy when you bite into them. The taste of butter is mixed with the taste of black pepper, rosemary, thyme and other spices, forming a special aroma that makes people salivate.
Mo Ziqian was very satisfied with his meal, with a faint smile on his lips.
At this time, Song Qingzhou took a photo and posted it in the group. In the selfie without any filters, the delicious food exuded a fatal temptation.
Pixiu: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture].
Suzaku: Ahhhhh, I can’t eat it. My dinner is instant noodles, oooooooooooooo.
Suzaku: [Crazy] emoticon.
Suzaku: [Crying bitterly] emoticon.
Zhulong: This tomato-braised beef brisket is stewed in a pressure cooker until it is extremely soft. The sweet and sour tomatoes penetrate into every texture of the beef.
Suzaku: [Indifference] emoticon.
Suzaku: [My heart is dead] emoticon.
Pixiu: I left a small portion of tomato beef brisket for you to eat as a midnight snack when you come back.
Suzaku: Thank you dear Pixiu.
Suzaku: [I love you] emoticon package.
The nine-tailed fox sat aside and looked at the chat history in the group. Why did this love drama seem to be turning into a mukbang?
But it was so delicious. The nine-tailed fox silently took two more bites of the beef brisket stewed with tomatoes.
After dinner, Zhulong, Taotie and Mo Ziqian consciously packed up the kitchen and the dishes. When Song Qingzhou came downstairs after taking a shower, he found that the entire kitchen had a completely new look.
She collapsed on the sofa and read a novel. The others were working out and taking a shower. Everyone was busy until 8:30 in the evening. Suzaku came back. She was hunched over, moving her body like a zombie. His feet and the feathers on his face and half-mask seemed to be drooping.
She threw herself on the sofa next to Song Qingzhou without saying a word.
Song Qingzhou stood up and took out the tomato stewed beef brisket left for her. The aroma instantly awakened Suzaku's soul, which had been dead for a while.
"This beef brisket stewed with tomatoes is so delicious. Pixiu, let me tell you, the hot water at night was not hot enough and my instant noodles were not even cooked..."
Suzaku complained to Song Qingzhou while eating.
Song Qingzhou listened attentively, chiming in a few words from time to time, and Suzaku spoke more energetically.
