Qin Ze didn't buy too many ingredients considering that girls didn't have a big appetite. The list of dishes he was going to make tonight was: tofu with vegetables, steamed yellow croaker, chicken stewed with mushrooms, pickled cabbage trotters, and radish bone soup.
He even bought two casserole pots for this.
After rushing home, Qin Ze got busy. He washed the ingredients, cut the meat, and chopped the vegetables. His knife skills were so good that no one could beat him. Qin Ze's mind was filled with cooking experience, as if he was a top chef who had been in the industry for 20 years. In his opinion, the most powerful function of the system was "enlightenment". In front of this ability, talent and hard work were worthless.
As long as he kept exchanging skills, he could climb to the peak of life.
The premise was that he could continuously complete missions.
At 8: 30, Qin Ze prepared all the ingredients and was ready to show off his newly learned advanced cooking skills. The sound of a key turning came from the door, followed by his sister's voice. "Qin Ze, you haven't made dinner yet, right?"
"Not yet. I'm about to cook," Qin Ze replied loudly in the kitchen.
"Then you don't have to cook anymore. We've already eaten." Qin Bao Bao's voice was crisp.
Qin Ze looked at the crushed tofu, minced meat, cleaned yellow croaker, and neatly cut radish … He suddenly had the urge to rush out and beat Qin Bao Bao up.
"Then I'll eat by myself. It doesn't matter …" Qin Ze wouldn't get angry with his sister, at least not during the Cold War. He walked out of the kitchen. His gaze swept past Qin Bao Bao and landed on the beauty at the entrance.
Wang Zijin had a goddess-like long straight black hair, a light blue short-sleeved shirt, and light white slim-fit three-quarter pants. Her figure was well-proportioned, and her butt was very perky. She had a beautiful oval face, and her eyes were gentle and clear. She had the temperament of a lady from a respectable family.
What a beautiful sister.
Qin Bao Bao seemed to be dissatisfied with Qin Ze's stunned gaze. She said unhappily, "This is my best friend, Wang Zijin. Her nickname is Tissue. She will be living in our house in the future. I don't know how long she will stay."
Wang Zijin stood at the entrance and changed her white canvas shoes into thin cotton slippers. She smiled and said, "Hello, little brother. Please take care of me."
When she smiled, she looked especially gentle and dignified. Her temperament was outstanding.
"Hello, elder sister." Qin Ze showed a gentle and humble smile. He searched through Qin Bao Bao's circle of best friends in his mind, but did not match up with Wang Zijin. "I've never seen you before."
Qin Bao Bao explained, "She's my best friend from high school. She went back to Beijing after graduation and we haven't seen each other for many years. Okay, okay, you do your own thing. Zijin, let's go inside. "
Qin Bao Bao originally wanted to entertain Wang Zijin at home, but Wang Zijin had gastric problems and could not bear the hunger. Halfway through, she got off the highway and bought some jianbing to eat. Qin Bao Bao was greedy and bought one as well. In the end, she found that it was quite delicious. Thus, the two of them ate two jianbing each, and dinner was settled just like that.
Since the two best friends met after a long separation, they had to catch up. They closed the door and chatted in the house.
From simple to complicated, Qin Ze's first dish was vegetable tofu. He crushed the vegetables, blanched them in boiling oil, added a little soy sauce and cooking wine, and stir-fried them for two minutes. Then, he poured the boiling oil on top of the bean curd, and a sizzling sound was heard. Qin Ze mixed it evenly with chopsticks and tasted it. He was touched by his own cooking skills.
The pickled cabbage trotters and steamed small yellow croakers were cooked together. One was in the pressure cooker, and the other was in the steamer. The seasoning and other preparations were done. About 15 minutes later, the steamed small yellow croakers were ready. The fragrance of the fish filled the entire kitchen.
Opening the lid of the steamer, the small yellow croakers were neatly lying in the wine-red soup. Qin Ze sprinkled onions and garlic. He carefully picked up one with chopsticks and sucked gently. The small yellow croakers were left with only a skeleton. The unique fragrance of the fish filled his mouth, and the soy sauce and cooking wine removed the fishy smell. It was extremely delicious.
Qin Ze opened the steamer and put chicken stewed with mushrooms on the rack. This was one of Qin Ze's specialties. Because Qin Bao loved it, he cooked it for her every now and then. But compared to today's chicken stewed with mushrooms, Qin Ze felt that what he cooked before was not a dish, but garbage.
The chicken was stewed until it was soft and tender. The mushrooms absorbed the rich soup, and the soup was soft and bright. The rich fragrance of the chicken was mixed with the fresh fragrance of the mushrooms. Not only was the meat flavorful, even the bone marrow was flavorful. Qin Ze chewed the bones until they were mushy.
At this time, the pickled cabbage trotters were ready. The pressure cooker spat out hot air. He opened the lid and poured the soup into the newly bought casserole. The stewed trotters were mushy. A layer of golden oil floated on the soup. The chopsticks easily poked a hole in the pig skin.
Qin Ze tasted it. It was fatty but not greasy. It melted in his mouth and he felt his taste buds explode. The pickled cabbage's appetizing effect made him salivate crazily.
After the four dishes were done, the last dish was the radish bone soup.
In the room, Qin Bao and Wang Zijin were wearing the same teddy bear pajamas. They were lying on the soft bed, playing with their phones and chatting.
Wang Zijin was wearing Qin Bao's pajamas, which were slightly loose. She was a few centimeters shorter than Qin Bao. It was rare to see a woman like Qin Bao who was 1.72 meters tall. Her chest was not as big as Qin Bao's. Her 36D breasts could beat more than 90% of Chinese women.
"What are your plans for coming to Shanghai this time? How long are you going to be angry with your family?" Qin Bao was reading a romance novel.
Wang Zijin was binge-watching a drama. She said without looking up, "I'll stay here first. My family has frozen my bank and credit cards. I'll go out and look for a job next time. I'll consider going back at the end of the year. "
"It's good that you have a plan." Qin Bao rubbed her chest and kicked the quilt restlessly. "I provide food and accommodation here. My brother is very good at cooking."
"Your brother graduated from New Oriental?" Wang Zijin joked.
"Go away." Qin Bao said angrily, "Don't mock my brother. He's a culinary skill that I've practiced since I was young. Especially the chicken stewed with mushrooms, it's especially fragrant. It's all thanks to my teachings."
"I'm not a foodie. I'm more casual when it comes to food. It's fine as long as it's not too spicy." Wang Zijin smiled faintly and did not take Qin Bao's words to heart. Firstly, her stomach was not good, so her appetite was limited. Secondly, what kind of delicacies had she not eaten before? However, with her EQ, she definitely would not refute Qin Bao's words of bragging about her brother.
"You don't have to be like this. In my opinion, you should listen to your family and marry a tall, rich, and handsome man. What's wrong with that?" Qin Bao Bao advised her best friend earnestly.
"Don't give me chicken soup for the soul." Wang Zijin joked. "The pot calling the kettle black. I really have high standards and can't find a good man. But Bao Bao, you don't have a boyfriend. I don't understand."
"You make it sound like I have low standards." Qin Bao Bao was absent-minded for no reason. She whispered, "I always feel that if I find a boyfriend, I'll regret it in the future."
"Regret?" Wang Zijin was stunned.
Did that mean she had no confidence in men? Was she afraid of meeting a scumbag?
"You'll regret it if you don't find one. Don't tell me you have a phobia of love?"
"I've only heard of marriage phobia." Qin Bao Bao shook her head. "I don't know why. I just feel that I'll lose something."
"Aren't you lonely?"
"I'm not lonely. I live with my brother."
"This is different. You know."
"I don't know. Anyway, I feel very happy living with him. I don't have to cook, clean, or wash clothes. It's so comfortable. When I'm unhappy, Azé will coax me. When I'm angry, I'll vent my anger on him. I like to see his angry but helpless face. "
"Don't tell me you have a brother complex."
"Get lost."
After a moment of silence, Qin Bao Bao gently hummed the song "Invisible Wings." The melodious and ethereal melody was beautiful and pleasant to the ear. Wang Zijin listened for a while. She paused the TV drama on her phone and listened quietly.
After Qin Bao Bao finished singing, she couldn't wait to ask, "What song is this? It's really nice, but I've never heard it before. "
When she mentioned this, Qin Bao Bao suddenly felt proud. She laughed and said, "Of course you haven't heard it. I haven't become a big star yet. How could you have heard it?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't know. I was able to sign with Star Art Entertainment all because of this song." Qin Bao Bao winked. "My brother wrote this song for me."
"Qin Ze wrote it?" Wang Zijin was shocked.
"He wrote the lyrics and the music."
"Your brother is an art school student? He's too talented. He'll be successful in the near future. " Wang Zijin was half sincere and half flattering. Unfortunately, the horse hit the horse's leg. Qin Bao Bao's small foot lightly kicked Wang Zijin's perky butt. She said unhappily, "What art school student, New Oriental, my brother is a real university of finance undergraduate. He's studying finance."
"Can someone who studies finance write such a good song? Why don't I believe it. " Wang Zijin wondered. "Since he's so talented, why is he studying finance? I remember you always tell me how weak your brother is and how he was criticized by father. I thought he didn't even get into university."
"Compared to me, of course he's weak." Qin Bao Bao sighed. "Maybe he really has talent in this area. It was buried before. You know, my dad is a finance professor at the university of finance. The major he applied for was decided by my dad. It can be considered as a son inheriting his father's career."
Wang Zijin said, "I hate it the most when elders plan one's life and arrange marriages."
Qin Bao Bao suddenly sniffed and sat up straight. She almost drooled. "It smells so good. Where did this fragrance come from?"
Wang Zijin also sat up and looked around in confusion. She was a little hungry because of the fragrance.
"Is it your living room? Go out and see."
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