Chapter 72: Women Are Like a Dish
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"Love hasn't been talked about yet, where will it hurt. Now that everything in the store has been settled, where can I have the heart to talk about it."
Qin Yan thinks that it is also very good that at such a young age, he came out to do business, and it was already very good to be able to smooth out the affairs of the store. But thinking about it, it is impossible to do business, and it is okay to live a private life.
"You can't stay in the store all the time. In your spare time, you can talk about it! āć
For this relentless Qin Yan, Zhuang Bi became a little narcissistic, thinking that Qin Yan wanted to ask him about his details and wanted to fall in love with each other?
"You asked so clearly, do you want to introduce someone to me" originally wanted to say: You won't take a fancy to me. Thinking of being less embarrassed, I changed my sentence.
"Your appearance is not bad, find a girlfriend, it's very easy. Need a introduction? āć
"In this society, what is the use of looks. Money is the last word. In my current situation, I guess you know better than I do."
"That's what you're saying. Let's start a business in earnest. When it gets better, I'm talking about other things," Qin Yan said.
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The two chatted on the road and unknowingly came to the vegetable market. It's still like yesterday, when I see vegetables everywhere and want to pick them up, but I don't know where to start, and I feel a little dazzled.
"Grocery shopping makes me feel irritated. I don't know what to choose. Zhuang Bi stood at the door of the vegetable market and said to Qin Yan.
And she thought, isn't it just to choose a dish? Why are you so grinding? If she had chosen, she would have already brought it home. But think about it, people who don't cook often just buy the dishes back, and they don't know how to make them. It's also a painful thing, and a person who can't cook is like a person with a high degree of myopia, and he can't find anything in front of him. You have to look at it with your eyes or someone else to find it.
"You eat alone, buy some casually! Pick your favorite food first. ā
"I don't know what to choose."
In front of a more decisive person, Zhuang Bi seemed to be messed up. was so anxious that Qin Yan had to say: "You just compare these dishes to women, okay?" So you know what to choose! āć
Zhuang Bi listened to this sentence, a bit like what the system said, the system said that everything is compared to a woman, and there is no passion. And Qin Yan said that if she compares food to a woman, she will be interested. So Zhuang Bi really compared the food to a woman, and found a vegetable stall at random.
"Boss, how do you sell this fungus and shiitake mushrooms?".
The boss said the price, anyway, the two of them spoke in dialects, and they would not be slaughtered.
"Okay, bring me some".
Qin Yan stood next to him and didn't say anything, she wanted to laugh in her heart, but she didn't make a sound. When Zhuang Bi paid the money, he brought the dish to his hand.
She tilted her head sideways and said to Zhuang Bi: "I didn't expect you to like to eat fungus and mushrooms." Then you go back and taste it for yourself. ā
Zhuang Bi's face was a little red, and he didn't know why it suddenly turned red, and he didn't expect that he suddenly chose these two dishes, so he felt a little puzzled and said, "But I chose it, and I don't know how to do it?" āć
"You buy it first. Tell you how to do it later," she said, gesturing to the vegetable stall.
Zhuang Bi lifted the dishes in his hand and felt that although he couldn't eat much by himself, a big boy bought such a little thing, as if he didn't lose face. So I chose a few more dishes.
"Boss, how do you sell this tofu?".
The owner told him the price and paid for a piece of tofu. But even if I bought it, I still felt empty in my hand.
"Sister Yan, look at the dishes I am carrying in my hand now, how many plates can I make?"
"You come every day to buy groceries, so buy less. Let's say you don't want to come every day, you buy it and put it in the refrigerator. But you can't hold much in the refrigerator, so you can buy some at will."
"Hmm. But I have such a dish in my hand, how do I make it delicious? ā
As for the method, and it is also a meal, it is quite simple, she replied: "Tofu can be made into home-cooked tofu, but it is more troublesome." It is necessary to pass the oil pan first, and then fry the ...... slightly".
"It turns out that home-cooked tofu can be added with fungus, and you can also add some shiitake mushrooms."
"Hmm. Shiitake mushrooms are generally eaten as a side dish and are rarely eaten on their own. You can stir-fry slices of pork with shiitake mushrooms, and put some chili peppers if you like spicy food. What about tofu! You can also make mapo tofu, but if you want to make sauce, I can give you some. ā
Hearing Qin Yan say this, I felt that buying it at will was like matching it in advance, and I was proud of it. Qin Yan saw a hint of joy on his face, and simply praised him: "I can't imagine that the dishes you buy can be matched with each other, it seems that there is a hidden hand!" āć
"Where there is. But when you say that, it feels like that. He said smugly.
"Then you can behave well, when the meal is ready, you will really fall in love when the time comes, and it will be good to cook a few home-cooked dishes once in a while and live a small life."
"Huh! If I'm done, you'll try it someday, okay? āć
Although Zhuang Bi had no intention of saying this, for women, it always felt that this was an ambiguous heart. Not very familiar in the case, can be considered as a suggestive tone.
"Then it depends on your performance."
"That's right. You have a lot of chefs there, where will you eat my cooking. ā
"Hey, hey, the food is so delicious. Occasionally, there are times when you change your appetite. So you have to come on! ā
"Okay! I'm going to have to work hard. Otherwise, it's too far away from you, and it seems that I don't dare to run with you."
"Where the words. What does this running have to do with distance? ā
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What Qin Yan said, I felt a kind of faint appearance. It's like walking in the clouds, seeing that the front is not far ahead, but you can walk hard, but you can't see the end. She knew very well what kind of person she needed to find, but Zhuang Bi didn't know what kind of person she needed to find. So what! It will take time to resolve the generation gap between each other.
"Why don't you buy these first? Now it's a hot day, it's easy to spoil if you buy too much" Qin Yan saw that he was still looking at the vegetables everywhere.
"Okay. Just buy so much first. ā
"Then go back" Qin Yan walked in front, he followed behind, and walked towards the gate in a row. Prepare to leave the market. Each of them returned to the store.
The two walked out of the vegetable field, and the sun outside was even more dazzling. I felt a burning sensation. For this woman who loves to maintain, the sun is like a beast of prey, as if it will bite off a piece of flesh on her body at any time. But the good thing is that it is convenient to get around the car in the neighborhood.
"Otherwise, I'll call a numb one, and the two of them will sit back, and the other cars here will be difficult to wait."
"Alright! Just dropped by. ā
Zhuang Bi waved to the numb (motorcycle tricycle) parked on the side of the road and signaled to come over. Seeing the driver turn his head, he seemed to be afraid that others would steal the business.