"Then I think that Yan Shui is not bad, but not worse than you. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Meng Nanzhi picked up the boiled water on the table, and praised Yan Shui without fear of death.

"What did you say?"

In the next second, the cup in Meng Nanzhi's hand was covered with slender fingers, and the fingers were distinctly jointed, as if they were about to crush the cup.

Meng Nanzhi, who was distressed about the cup, hurriedly said.

"Of course it's still a little worse than you." looked at Qingyan tentatively, and found that the cold in her eyes had not subsided. Speak again immediately. "The one that is worse than you is what Yan Shui can't catch up with in his life."

Feeling the power on the cup gradually withdraw, Meng Nanzhi let out a long sigh.

"But what you said is not bad, as a girlfriend, I really didn't do well enough."

Meng Nanzhi touched his water cup distressedly, the resources of the last days are tight, this cup is of good quality, and if it is broken, you can't find such a good cup.

"Do you know how to cook?" Qingyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Nanzhi.

"You're going to cook!" Meng Nanzhi's eyes were full of disbelief.

Ten minutes later, inside the large galley of the warship.

By this time it was past lunchtime, and there was hardly anyone else in the kitchen except for a few old cooks who were janitors.

"Qingyan, let's do something else."

Meng Nanzhi looked at Qingyan, who was neatly equipped and ready to do a big job.

"Only cooking can show my heart for him." Qingyan stubbornly brought an apron for himself. With the menu details given by Chef Gang in one hand, I read them carefully.

"Get out of here, I'll hurt you later."

"Hurt me? Auntie, do you want to cook or fight? Watching Qingyan wash the vegetables step by step and prepare the raw materials, the heart that was hanging was slightly relaxed.

"Your shredded potatoes are too thickly cut, you can eat them."

"Then what does it take to be qualified?"

"It's all said that shredded potatoes should be as thin as a hair." Meng Nanzhi is serious nonsense, in fact, he can't cook, but he still has the capital to speak in front of Qingyan, who has zero life skills.

"Then you get out of the way."

"What are you going to do?" Meng Nanzhi's obedient obedient seemed to take a few steps back, for fear that Qingyan would hurt him later.

"Shredded."

Qingyan's hands are so fast that people can only see the afterimage, every movement seems to be as calm as one go, as if she is not chopping vegetables, but performing a set of exquisite swordsmanship.

"Come and see how."

I saw that the potato was cut as thin as a hair, and it was impossible to pick up a single one.

"It's good, but how to fry it."

"Can't fry?" Qingyan scratched his head, this potato is too finely cut, and it will definitely break when it is fried.

"When I was a child, I ate a morning tea in Yangzhou, called Da Hot Dried Silk, which is to cut tofu into hair-thin sizes and scald it with boiling water."

"That's a good idea." Qingyan's eyes were clear, and someone's words woke him up all of a sudden.

After that, the original plan was changed. boiled the water, and according to what Meng Nanzhi taught, he learned it seriously.

In less than 20 minutes, the hot shredded potatoes are ready.

"Meng Nanzhi, come and taste how it tastes."

Meng Nanzhi, who was in the distance, was lying on the chair with Ge You, and when he heard Qingyan's call, he ran over.

"Looks good." Meng Nanzhi picked up this bowl of hot shredded potatoes and just took a bite, and felt that his body was hollowed out. "Qingyan, how much salt did you put in it?"

"It's not much, it's only a third of the cold."

"Poof."

"Why is it salty?"

"Maybe maybe not too salty." After all, Qingyan was cooking for the first time, and Meng Nanzhi didn't want to hurt her heart.

"Salty is salty, can you be sure when you speak." Qingyan scooped up a mouthful of shredded potatoes by himself.

"Poof." How can it be so unpalatable.

"It's just a little salty, it will be better to add some water, maybe your Yeye has a heavy taste and loves this mouthful." Zhiduoxing Meng Nanzhi reminded again.

"Okay." Qingyan nodded, and rushed in a large amount of boiling water.

"Now go and give it to your Yeye"

"I don't need to change it again." Qingyan hesitated.

"No, I believe you are true love." If Ye Ye can drink this thing, I believe that he has true love for you, and I am convinced to let go.

As soon as Qingyan walked out of the door, he heard Meng Nanzhi shouting behind him.

"If he's done eating, tell me."

"Tell you what." Qingyan asked suspiciously.

"I won't call him Yeye in the future"

"Then what do you call him?"

"I call him Grandpa."

"Meng Nanzhi, you are going to die." Qingyan said angrily.

Turning his head, he quickly ran into the distance, and after a while, Meng Nanzhi couldn't see Qingyan's back.

Knock knock

There was a place to rest in the laboratory, so Ye Ye rarely returned to the rest room arranged for him by the people of Base A. The chance of finding Ye Ye here is not as good as the probability of going to the cafeteria and accidentally seeing Ye Ye. The reason why I came here was nothing more than to make a show for Meng Nanzhi. If you retreat, you will definitely be ridiculed by this guy. Now I came to look for Ye Ye by myself, and when I arrived, I said that I didn't find Ye Ye, and the food was cold again.

She really didn't want to go to the lab to find someone, and the two visits to the lab left a very bad impression on her. If he wasn't here, he would immediately go back and stuff this bowl of hot dried silk into Meng Nanzhi's mouth.

Lady Luck often favors Qingyan, and this time too.

Ye Ye was actually in his rest dormitory, water droplets on his wet hair slid down and fell on his smooth collarbone, and the white bathrobe could cover his body.

"Qingyan!" Ye Ye's tone was a little surprised, how did she know that she had gone back to the dormitory to take a shower.

"I made something for you to eat." Qing Yan looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, his eyes were fixed on Ye Ye's beautiful shoulders, and he couldn't get down, and said mechanically.

"Then come in." Ye Ye generously stepped out of the way and opened the door for Qing Yan.

The room was unusually clean, Ye Ye's room was much larger than his own room, and there was a large bed in the center of the empty room, and next to the big bed was a table and a stool.

"I usually come back to take a shower, and there is only a stool here, you sit on the bed, then sit comfortably." Ye Ye wiped the water droplets on his head and entered the bathroom, and when he came out, he was already covered with a loose bathrobe.

The bathrobe was too loose, and Qing Yan could faintly see Ye Ye's chest muscles.

"Don't look at indecent things." Qingyan lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

"This is what you did? Looks good. Ye Ye sat on the stool, picked up the bowl of hot shredded potatoes and tasted it carefully.

"How does it feel?"

Ye Ye smiled, his eyes full of pampering.

"It's good, it's delicious."

Ye Ye looked extremely gentle when eating, his slender fingers between the bowl, and he raised his head to drink the remaining food in the bowl. The collarbone moves slightly, some people can be handsome into a painting after eating, and Ye Ye belongs to this kind.

"Meng Nanzhi is right, you really have a heavy taste." Qingyan looked at Ye Ye on the other side.

"Meng Nanzhi?" Ye Ye asked suspiciously.

"He made it with me, how can I cook. But he is quite well-informed, and even thought of imitating Yangzhou's famous dishes, but when it comes to Yangzhou, I have read it in books before, and it is a good place, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to go. ”

Looking at Qing Yan's chatter at the mention of Meng Nanzhi, Ye Ye's good-looking distant mountain brows furrowed deeper and deeper.