Chapter 65: Delivering Food
"Really? But I think the shredded potatoes are so salty, the braised pork is so oily, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes are a little burnt. Song Xiangran looked at Fang Qingran incredulously, and ate the dishes she fried one bite after another.
After eating a bowl of rice, Fang Qingran also burped.
"I'm a heavy mouthful. Fang Qingran poured himself a glass of water and poured it down at one time.
Song Xiangran stared at the dishes on the table, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Qingran, but these dishes are a bit excessive, what do you say?"
"Add some water to the salty and some water to the oil. Fang Qingran thought for a while and said.
"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are burnt?" Song Xiangran stared at the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes that were a little burnt.
"Just pick out the scorched ones. "
"Qingran, you're so smart!"
Then Song Xiangran ran to the kitchen with three dishes to process.
After processing, Song Xiangran put the vegetables and rice into the bento and prepared to go to the army to deliver food to Fang Qingming.
"Qingran, I don't remember the way, can you go with me?" Song Xiangran asked Fang Qingran with a smile.
In fact, Fang Qingran resisted Fang Qingming's army that smelled of men's sweat everywhere, he didn't want to go a second time after he went once.
But who let this be Song Xiangran? Fang Qingran nodded and agreed.
When you go to the army, you need to register according to the normal process, but the soldier on duty at the door happens to be Fang Qingming's subordinates, and he has seen Fang Qingran a few times, so he directly let Song Xiangran and Fang Qingran in.
"Qingran, it's good that we came together, otherwise I don't know how long we would have to wait to get in. Song Xiangran carried the lunch box bag and looked around curiously.
It was lunchtime, and there were almost no people on the army's path, so they must have gone to the canteen to eat.
This is the first time Song Xiangran has come to the army, and she has only heard about the army in books or in the mouths of her elders before. Therefore, Song Xiangran has always felt that the army is a sacred and inviolable place.
Full of curiosity, Song Xiangran looked left and right along the way, and sometimes when he saw the soldiers still training on the playground, he couldn't help but stop and look at it for a while.
If it weren't for Fang Qingran thinking about not delivering the meal again, Fang Qingming might have to starve to death, pulling Song Xiangran, I don't know when this meal will be delivered to Fang Qingming's mouth.
There were already male comrades in the army, and suddenly there was a female comrade who didn't wear a military uniform, and she was still a young and beautiful girl.
Walk to the fifth floor, and then go straight, is Fang Qingming's office.
Obviously he had seen Fang Qingming in the morning, but now at the thought of seeing Fang Qingming later, Song Xiangran was a little nervous.
Fang Qingming in the morning...... It looks pretty good without clothes.
Thinking of the hazy upper body of Fang Qingming's sturdy upper body, Song Xiangran's face was extremely red, and his ears were also red.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Fang Qingran noticed Song Xiangran's strange appearance and thought that Song Xiangran was suffering from heat stroke.
"Ah, I'm fine, it's just a little hot. Song Xiangran smiled embarrassedly, and then freed his other hand to pretend to fan himself.
The floor of this corridor is paved with marble, which is obviously much cooler than the outside, although Fang Qingran feels a little strange, but he also thinks that Song Xiangran is a girl, maybe it is easy to get hot?
After arriving at Fang Qingming's office, Song Xiangran was also very curious about Fang Qingming's office, and quietly touched it here and there, Fang Qingming saw Song Xiangran's curiosity, so he directly allowed her to look and touch it casually.
After getting Fang Qingming's permission, Song Xiangran let go of his courage and picked up the certificates and trophies on the shelves to take a closer look.
Open the insulated lunch box, shredded potatoes, braised pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes with only a few eggs, everything looks plain, but it is normal.
"Brother, this is a dish that Sister Xiangran made at noon, you can taste it. Fang Qingran gave Fang Qingming a look.
"It looks pretty good, of course I'll try it. Fang Qingming looked at these dishes that looked good, and didn't understand what Fang Qingran meant for a while.
It wasn't until Fang Qingming tasted a bite of shredded potatoes that he found that he had obviously been soaked in water, and now there was no taste at all, and the shredded potatoes were still soft.
I tasted a piece of braised pork again, and it was obvious that water was put in the secondary processing, and it is estimated that the oil was not filtered well when it was fried for the first time, and the fat area was a little greasy.
The eggs of scrambled eggs with tomatoes are quite normal, but the tomatoes don't seem to be very cooked, and they are a little sour and a little hard.
"Have you eaten enough for lunch?" After Fang Qingming tasted every dish, he felt hungry, and suddenly understood the meaning of Fang Qingran's words, and at this time he began to miss the army's canteen.
Fang Qingran turned his head to look at Song Xiangran, and found that Song Xiangran was still observing Fang Qingming's trophies with great interest, so he shook his head like a rattle and said, "No, I'm so hungry." "
"Then let's go to the cafeteria later, I guess there are still some leftovers at this point. Fang Qingming lowered his voice and leaned into Fang Qingran's ear and said.
As soon as Song Xiangran turned around, he found that the two brothers of the Fang family were biting their ears and whispering.
"What are you talking about?" Song Xiangran asked with a smile, then pointed to the dishes in the thermos box and asked Fang Qingming, "Brother Qingming, how are these dishes?"
Looking at those tasteless dishes, Fang Qingming thought about it in his heart, and finally held back a sentence: "Well, I see that the vegetables are cut quite well, the shredded potatoes are evenly thick, and the pork belly is also cut fat and thin." "
Song Xiangran was stunned, looked at Fang Qingran embarrassedly and said, "The dishes are actually cut by Qingran for me, and I am only responsible for stir-frying." "
"The taste, the taste was ok too. When Fang Qingming said this, he didn't dare to look at Song Xiangran's eyes, he just mechanically sandwiched the shredded potatoes and stuffed them into his mouth, and the eggs with scrambled eggs with tomatoes were swallowed with white rice.
Seeing that the meals in the thermos box were almost empty, only tomatoes and some braised pork were left, Song Xiangran thought that it was probably because Fang Qingming didn't like to eat fatty meat and tomatoes, so he felt that he was cooking today, which was an extraordinary performance.
"Xiangran, I don't feel full yet, why don't we go to the cafeteria together and eat something more?" Fang Qingming looked at Song Xiangran hesitantly, for fear that a sad and lost expression would appear on her face.
In fact, Song Xiangran didn't eat enough, and when he heard Fang Qingming say that he was going to the canteen to eat a little more, he was so happy that he nodded again and again as if a chicken was pecking rice: "Okay, okay, I haven't eaten enough." "
Then Fang Qingming took Song Xiangran and Fang Qingran, and the three of them went to the dining hall together.
Meals that look greasy on weekdays are especially delicious today.
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