The weather is getting colder and colder, and when Tang Qian's father, Comrade Tang Weipeng, took the tall beard out of the box, the strings were frozen like ice picks, and his fingers had a headache.

But he still pulls those tunes that Tang Qian can't listen to every day, and the two fathers and daughters can't appreciate each other's musical aesthetics, and they dislike each other and play "Forty Years of Dreams and Fragrances" on the third floor, and "Day does not understand the darkness of the night" on the first floor, and "Our motherland is a garden" from the maid's room in the middle.

The final exam of the University of Case Nan entered as scheduled, and the business of the copy shop next to the school suddenly boomed, and everyone who went in went in with red eyes as if they were going to print money, and then came out with a pile of paper printed on it, and a bunch of words like a single cell that would be better for viewing with a microscope.

The library was also unprecedentedly full, and the dormitories were filled with a stronger flavor of instant noodles than before, and I temporarily hugged the thighs of the Buddha and his old man for a luxurious MSG feast.

Tang Zujing has not been open during the day, but others can't control the supper, so Tang Qian still makes money by frying side dishes.

Coupled with the fact that everyone loves to eat Wang Qi's crayfish, Tang Zujing's business is still so prosperous.

It's just that the crayfish are delicious, and the soup Qian family and Wang Qi are all eaten in the winter.

As soon as the soup coriander was ready to be eaten, it was light, boiled and eaten on the fire, and the "recipe" popped up-

Please cook a dish - stewed duck with urchin head

Ingredients: duck, lean pork, ground gall, dates, salt

Location: Your kitchen

Kitchenware: Any kitchenware in your home

Cutlery: Any cutlery in your home

Efficacy: Clear the heat and put it on the fire, and it can be taken at any time after cooking, and it will be effective immediately

Although the "recipe" does not say the specific effect, this soup, soup coriander is very familiar with its function.

There is a saying called "the duck is better than the tonic medicine", the duck has a high medicinal value, the summer day is a good tonic product, rich in nutrition, nourishing yang and clearing heat and nourishing the stomach.

The ground urchin head is a good product that can be used in medicine, the taste is bitter, and the effect of fire is significant.

In fact, this soup is often cooked in summer, but it is generally not cooked much in winter.

Everyone is on fire right now, and although it's not summer, it's definitely a good thing to fire.

Wang Qi had already prepared the crayfish, drooling at the crayfish, helplessly foaming in his mouth, and he didn't dare to eat it.

Tang Qian also had a dry throat, so she hurriedly walked into the kitchen and opened a medium pot placed on the stove - she had already figured out the rules of the "recipe", and basically the food delivery point would be closest to the stove.

Sure enough, there was a duck that had been feathered and gutted, a small piece of pork, a few dried ground urchin heads, a few dates, and a small packet of salt.

The "recipe" is indeed a recipe, and adding pork and cigarettes will make the soup sweeter.

As soon as Wang Qi saw Tang Qian enter the kitchen, he followed in, and his facial features were squeezed together: "Tang Qian, you are finally going to cook, I'm almost dying, hurry up and cook something to suppress the fragrance of crayfish!

Since Wang Qi ate the food made by Tang Qi for a semester, her face has not only improved, but her face has become rounder, and the whole person looks radiant and a little more cute.

The facial features squeezed again, and Tang Qian was inexplicably amused.

"Don't laugh, what are you going to cook?" Wang Qiyan stretched out his head in the pot, and was suddenly startled by a few ground gall heads with eight forks, "This ...... What?"

"Sun-dried ground urchin head. Tang Qian smiled and threw the duck and lean meat into the net basket, and with a flick of his fingers, the water was boiled, and the net basket was put under the water, and the water bloomed on the duck skin, "Cook a soup later, and eat the duck meat and lean meat with some sauce, do you want to add chili rings?"

"Plus!" Wang Qi swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously replied first, his eyes fell on the ground unexpectedly, and he was frightened, "Why do you feel that the name is very bitter with a 'gall'?"

"The old duck is bitter, but when these two ingredients are put together to cook the soup, the soup is clear and sweet. Tang Qian kept putting the duck on the washed cutting board with both hands, and broke the duck from the middle with a knife in his hand, "Different ingredients can be cooked with different cooking methods to cook dishes that are different from the taste of the ingredients themselves, you can't stick to the taste of the ingredients themselves, you can't be limited by it, you are the one who cooks." ”

Tang Qian suddenly looked at Wang Qi in a daze, as if a nerve had suddenly passed, and a wall built illegally in his heart collapsed, holding a kitchen knife and standing as a telephone pole.

Wang Qi was inexplicably looked at by her: "What's wrong?"

Tang Qian shook his head gently: "It's nothing." ”

It just opened the door to a new world, she said silently in her heart.

A magazine was rolled in Chen Liran's left hand, and the temporary replacement of the left hand was on the job and clapping with the right hand.

Chen Li then followed Lin Huimin, who had just returned home with vegetables: "Mr. Chen, you sit down first, and we will eat together later." Then she saw the soup coriander chopping the duck in the kitchen, "Hey, when did you buy the duck?"

Tang Qian communicated with her, and finally handed over the kitchen to Tang Qian, cut the oranges and gave Chen Liran a support, and went up with another support.

"As soon as I entered the door, I heard such a wonderful conversation, and Aunt Min still left me to eat, I was so moved!" Chen Liran put the magazine on the table, and the expression on his face was extremely exaggerated.

"Why are you again. Wang Qi sighed, remembering that this person snatched her last piece of spicy chicken last time, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

Chen Liran smiled maliciously: "Why not me? I'll bring you free magazines, so I can show a little welcome?" he added to Tang Qian, "Sample magazines." ”

Tang Qian has a column in "Little Food Light", and regularly goes to Chen Liran's side every month to shoot films and make menus.

Chen Liran also ran here every once in a while, saying that he was discussing the menu or something, and there were a lot of reasons.

Wang Qi felt that this person's motives were very suspicious.

Chen Liran, who had impure motives at first glance, came to his senses: "What do you have to be curious about when you see me, you should be curious when you see Zhuang Shize, right?"

The soup coriander chopped off a piece of lean meat heavily.

Wang Qi squeezed his eyes at this eyeless second goods, and tilted his head to the expressionless Tang Qian next to him.

But Chen Liran didn't accept this, and continued: "What do you say he has to do, Tang Qian, what do you think of me?"

There was no psychological burden in saying this, Tang Qian glanced up at him, smiled and continued to cut lean meat.

Chen Liran is good-looking and worth a lot of money, although his family conditions are good. This person was born to be the master of bees and butterflies, and he recruited a few girls as soon as he made a move, but he was still single for unknown reasons.

Wang Qi was angered by this brazen man and began to ridicule him in various ways, Chen Liran ridiculed him, and the two ignited a war at once.

Both sides are very homely, and at first glance it sounds like they want to kneel down for these two people.

Tang Qian lost his smile——

Chen Liran: Can you be more obvious?

Wang Qi, can you be a little more nervous?

All the ingredients are washed, and the duck and lean meat are neatly arranged in rectangles and neatly stacked on plates.

Tang Qian put a large casserole on the stove, and the plate containing the ingredients was slightly tilted, and the ingredients lay down peacefully in the casserole.

Add water to it, close the lid,

Chen Liran and Wang Qi were fighting at the table while grabbing the oranges cut by Lin Huimin.

Tang Qian glanced at the two debaters who had completely ignored him, laughed again, turned on the stove, and the blue flames suddenly erupted.

The blue stove bakes the aroma of all kinds of home-cooked stir-fried potatoes around the school through the streets, and the burnt aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafts from the streets to the end of the street, and finally is blocked by the passing diners.

is also blocked and can't disperse, as well as Zhuang Shize's stomach of resentment.

After hearing the conversation between Tang Qian and Wang Qi that day, he kept holding his breath.

This breath followed him to the end of the study and the exam.

Zhuang Shize suddenly disappeared, Tang Qian knew that it was the "son theory" that night that stimulated him, and he didn't dare to go to him at first, and he didn't even have the courage to call on the phone, just sent a few messages to ask daily questions.

Of course, these text messages are like buns beating dogs, and even when I go to deliver snacks to the Lin family on the weekend, I can't meet Zhuang Shize, who usually sits in the hall.

After maintaining it like this for a while, Tang Qian was completely deflated, and he didn't bother anymore.

However, Zhuang Shize didn't want to say a word to the outside world, and went to skewers with Li Yijun for a few nights and drank beer for a few nights.

When Li Yijun and the others finally noticed that something was wrong, Daxian was shouting at the stall owner: "One more dozen beers, two dozen beef skewers!"

Chen Weilie said with a bitter face: "Daxian, let's drink three dozen here today, don't drink it, the smell of beef and beer is very uncomfortable!"

"But isn't it, don't look at the heroes in martial arts movies who are all cut into two catties of beef with a jar of wine, and everyone will pour it if they drink too much, don't drink it. Hu Ying put the skewer together and scooped up the beer can that Zhuang Shize sent to his mouth.

Li Yijun counted, three dozen beers, he, Chen Weilie and Hu Ying drank only three cans one by one, and the rest all went into the stomach of Daxian!

This is incredible! They are trying to quench their own thirst, and Daxian is obviously trying to pour himself down!

"Daxian, what's wrong with you?" Li Yijun also took away the skewers that Zhuang Shize had eaten all over in front of him, "Can you tell us about it?"

"But isn't it?what's bothering you?" Hu Ying was also curious, this good brother could even let him go if he took three million from him, what else could make him desperately pour himself wine?

Since the last time, Hu Ying has wishfully classified Zhuang Shize as his brother.

Although he knew that Zhuang Shize was not simple, not long after the so-called trader who asked him to speculate on gold was found out last time, the trader also called to beg him to let him go.

The trader's license was revoked, and his reputation in the industry was stinky, and he could no longer mix in this industry.

The trader didn't know that he had offended the great god, and thought that Hu Ying had dealt with him, so he begged Hu Ying for mercy without a master.

But Hu Ying has always felt that he has a special sense of distance from Zhuang Shize.

He owes Zhuang Shize money, and Zhuang Shize didn't urge him to pay it back, but he is now working in his spare time, and he is waiting to pay back the money regularly.

Zhuang Shize asked him to grab a few stocks, but these stocks seemed to be just very ordinary stocks, just like the risk-free stocks that the aunts played, and they had to make a few meals.

He didn't know what Zhuang Shize's intentions were, but what Zhuang Shize asked him to do, he would do whatever he wanted.

Li Yijun and Chen Weilie were talking about Zhuang Shize, Hu Ying hurriedly went over and asked people to return the beer and beef skewers, and everyone ate them alive and skewered.

Everyone stared at Zhuang Shize nervously, Zhuang Shize was obviously a little half-drunk, he had never drunk.

He spat out a long wine burp and giggled for thirty seconds under the nervous gaze of his family.

Then, in full view of everyone, two tubes of nosebleeds flowed.

Zhuang Shize ate himself on fire.

A man who doesn't drink much alcohol drinks himself alive and is hot, top-heavy and his heart is racing.

His eardrums rattled like someone was beating a big drum next to him.

Li Yijun and Hu Ying, and even the gossiping Chen Weilie didn't know about him and Tang Qian, so they didn't hesitate to put him on the Tang Zu scripture.

So, Tang Qian and Zhuang Shize, who hadn't seen each other for almost half a month, met without embarrassment.

Wang Qi claimed to run away without staying here, Chen Liran chased after him, claiming that Wang Qi made him unable to eat dinner and made her compensate.

Wang Qi smiled wickedly and took Chen Liran into the school and went in the direction of the canteen, the birthplace of dark cuisine.

Zhuang Shize was lying on the sofa with his back face, his lips were a little pale, he was still stiffly pursed in drunkenness, a circle of slightly green stubble appeared on his lips, and his gently gathered eyebrows folded a fine line into the center of his eyebrows, which connected the bridge of his nose along the lines.

Tang Qian couldn't help frowning when she saw herself, and hurriedly reached out to rub her brows.

With a well-defined face facing her, Tang Qian suddenly realized that she hadn't looked at Zhuang Shize's face seriously for a long time.

She has always felt that Zhuang Shize's face is the white and sunny face of the young man in her memory, and it is not a little cold and hard and ...... like now Ripe?

Her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Tang Qian hurriedly suppressed this strange feeling, Zhuang Shize was familiar to her, just like the kitchen knife in her hand to her own hand.

She knew that she liked Zhuang Shize, but after being reborn, her mind was occupied by revenge and turning over with her family. And after going through so many things, her mentality is no longer the girl who liked Zhuang Shize in her previous life, so her feelings for Zhuang Shize are completely different.

She thought about it for a long time after that day, and she knew that it was difficult for an old heart to make waves again.

However, she is still different from Zhuang Shize.

I don't have the shy love I had when I was a girl.,But it's more determined than when I was a girl.。

This feeling of identifying someone is not a hormonal problem when you were young, but a confidence in your feelings-

I like this guy, all the time.

Why bother with Wang Qi's words?

Tang Qian thought that Wang Qi didn't know what happened between Zhuang Shize and her, it was just an outsider's opinion.

In fact, when she explained to Wang Qi the taste of the gallbladder just now, she figured it out.

She's the one who cooks!

Just like living life, there is no unified way of living life, you can live it however you like.

The decision is up to her! She doesn't have to answer to anyone else who has nothing to do with her!

Smelling the smell of wine in the room, looking at the face in front of him that didn't know if it was smoked by wine and was cold and red, Tang Qian smiled dumbly.

There was still a little unwiped blood next to Zhuang Shize's nose, and his unlucky nose suddenly experienced the temperature difference between cold outside and hot inside, and once again flowed out two tubes of blood.

She quickly cleaned up the blood with a paper towel, went into the kitchen, took a clean square cloth, poured some ice cubes out of the refrigerator, gathered the cloth, tied the mouth, and made a temporary ice pack.

She walked back in a hurry, knocking down the sample magazine that Chen Liran was resting on the table, and she almost stepped on it, and kicked the rolled magazine out of the hall very quickly.

Tang Qian really didn't expect that he had such good footwork, so he walked out with a cold bag, gently put the ice bag on Zhuang Shize's forehead, and picked up the magazine with the other hand and put it on his knee.

The words on the cover are typeset vertically, and the two lines of words jump into her sight very appropriately-

There are thousands of kinds of love in the world

You're not the only one

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