Kimura said: "Please seniors kill Sister Zhang Qiusheng first, and then kill me." Oh, by the way, her name is Zhang Qiuran. Say a polite word, and you alone may not be able to kill her. Their sister and brother once fought against Liu Moyan and Li Shuigen, two against two, and the sister and brother won. ”

I've heard of this, and almost everyone in the cultivation realm knows about it. One person is indeed not sure of winning against Zhang Qiuran. First take Kimura to kill Zhang Qiuran, and then kill Kimura.

How did Zhang Qiuran know that someone was going to kill her? She has no enemies of life and death in this world, and her precautions against others are relatively loose, and she only knows how to shield herself tightly.

Zhang Qiuran is going to participate in two activities today. One is a cooking competition in the afternoon and the other is an orientation party in the evening.

The students all participated in various clubs of the school, and Zhang Qiuran considered joining the cooking association. She thinks that the cooking association is good, and learning to cook is better than other clubs. Other societies are more or less competitive in nature.

Who knew that the Culinary Association was also fierce and engaged in some competitions. Competitions are competitions, and cooking competitions are always a little more peaceful than other clubs.

Another activity, participating in the school orientation party, and performing two programs, made Zhang Qiuran cry and laugh. She didn't know how she was rated as the first school flower of Oriental Normal University.

Zhang Qiuran thought about it carefully, he has been very low-key since he entered the university, he has not done anything to be in the limelight, and he has not done anything to make a scene. How did he get rated as one of the top ten school flowers and rank first?

In Qilin No. 1 Middle School, Zhang Qiuran is recognized as the first beauty. By the twenty-first middle school, she became Sister Ran Ran. Zhang Qiuran felt that Sister Ran Ran was better than the first beauty and more humane. I entered the university and decided not to be Sister Ranran, but I got a school flower, and I was still the first school flower. Zhang Qiuran could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

The school flower is not for nothing. There must be two programs for the New Year's Day welcome party. As for what program to release, let Zhang Qiuran choose by himself. You are the school flower, and the fans will scream when you stand on the stage.

The Culinary Association is one of the most unpopular associations in the National Normal University, where there are many student clubs, with only sixty or seventy members in total, and most of them are boys. Zhang Qiuran has not held any activities since joining the association. Zhang Qiuran, who originally planned to learn to cook a few dishes, couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

The competition starts at 4 p.m. in the dining hall of the five canteens. The competition is about cooking a meal for a family of three. Meals are required to be delicious, affordable, self-made, and nutritious.

There were 10 contestants, and only two were girls. Zhang Qiuran didn't understand, why did she designate her as a contestant because she was neither selected nor signed up for the competition?

In fact, several directors of the Culinary Association have long wanted to hold an event. Unfortunately, there was a lack of funding. It was only recently that they came up with the idea of holding a competition. The ingredients for the competition are set by the contestants, and the expenses are also borne by the contestants.

Since the money for the ingredients is paid by the contestants, this can only require the rich classmates in the family to be the contestants. Zhang Qiuran also became the first seeded player. One is that she has money; Second, she is the school flower and can attract a large audience.

The Culinary Association plastered posters all over the campus. And the names of the contestants were listed on the poster, and Zhang Qiuran ranked first. In addition, the host of the competition, Ai Meijia, is also a figure of the year, and has been on the school flower list for two consecutive years, and is currently ranked eighth. Amica is a third-year student at the College of Foreign Chinese, and the Culinary Association has made great efforts to invite her to be the host of the competition.

The race is on. The school flower really has appeal, and more than 200 spectators came to the scene. In these years, there are very few girls who can cook, and even fewer can cook if they are so beautiful, and many people come to see it.

The person in charge of the association was trembling with excitement when he saw so many audiences. Although there are more than 50,000 students in the Normal University, more than 200 people are simply negligible. But today is the last day of '92, and there are activities in various associations. It's amazing to have so many people here.

The first step for the ten contestants is to wash the rice and put it in the pot, and then cook the dishes. Of course, Zhang Qiuran is also like this. However, Ai Meijia looked at Zhang Qiuran's rice and asked, "What kind of rice are you, how is it different from others?" ”

Glutinous rice. Zhang Qiuran looked at Ai Meijia, who was not diligent and did not distinguish between grains and grains, and said. Amejia asked again: "Do your parents eat sticky rice every year?" ”

What kind of logic do you have, deducing from this time today that my parents eat glutinous rice every year? Zhang Qiuran said while washing rice: "I only eat once or twice, how can anyone eat glutinous rice for many years?" "If Zhang Qiusheng is here, he will have to choke Emmia to tears. Zhang Qiuran didn't like to raise the bar as much as his younger brother, and replied in a flat tone.

Put the washed rice in the pot. Others use rice cookers, but Zhang Qiuran uses old-fashioned iron pots, the kind with ears on both sides. This iron pot belongs to Aunt Guan. Aunt Guan's visa is in some trouble, and she hasn't left yet.

Ignite the liquefied gas stove and pick up a tray next to it. There were five yellow fish in the tray. This kind of fish is called bay fish in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, and it is also called yellow fish due to accent problems.

The bay fish is a type of catfish, and it is not as big as the fishy smell of the catfish. It has no scales, is small, and the largest is only about 20 centimeters long. The meat of this fish is delicious and tender, with only one thorn from head to tail.

Ai Meijia asked again: "Zhang Qiuran, can such a pot cook rice?" Without waiting for Zhang Qiuran to answer, he then asked: "Zhang Qiuran, what kind of fish is this?" Why haven't I seen it, it's very vicious when it looks at it, can I eat it? ”

Zhang Qiuran took the fish to wash in the pool at the back, and said with his back to Ai Meijia: "This is called yellow croaker, of course you can eat it." "When the fish was at the farmer's market, I asked the stall owner to take care of it, and now it just needs to be washed.

Zhang Qiuran picked up another potato, peeled and shredded it. The action is dazzlingly fast, and the shredded potatoes are thin and even. The shredded potatoes are washed with water and then soaked in water.

Next, Zhang Qiuran picked up another cabbage. Ai Meijia followed Zhang Qiu and then turned around, and then the question came again: "You washed and soaked the shredded potatoes, didn't you lose the nutrients in them?" It's a waste. Wasting food is a great crime! ”

Zhang Qiuran was speechless, cutting a shredded potato actually pulled the crime. She didn't have the habit of lifting the bar, and lowered her head to tear the cabbage. Zhang Qiuran did things quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he tore the cabbage, the thick stems were removed, and then rinsed with a pool.

Amejia's question came again: "Isn't it a waste to throw away the rest?" ”

Zhang Qiuran still lowered his head to cut the ginger shreds, leaving half of the ginger shreds, and then cutting the other half of the ginger shreds into ginger grains. After Ai Meijia's question was asked, Jiang also cut it. Grab another handful of dried chili peppers and cut them into small pieces. Finally, cut a tomato into small pieces and beat two eggs. He also removed the tail and dorsal fin of the fish.

The preparations were ready, and the meal had not yet opened. Zhang Qiuran found a chair and sat there in a daze. Of course, this is just someone else's opinion, in fact, she is hiding in her gloves and reading a book.

Seeing that Zhang Qiuran ignored her, Ai Meijia glanced at her a few times and ran to the boy next to her.

When the meal was opened, Zhang Qiuran turned off the fire, and then sat back in a daze. Amica couldn't help but run back and asked, "Do you always cook so leisurely, or do you deliberately seem particularly careless because of the competition?" What she meant was that Zhang Qiuran was pretending to be leisurely.

Zhang Qiuran stood up, took out a thermos flask from his schoolbag, poured a small cap of coffee, took a sip lightly, and then asked rhetorically: "What do you think should be done with rice?" ”

Amica pointed to the other contestants next to her and said, "Look at them." ”

The other contestants were busy cutting meat, cutting fish, chopping chickens, chopping ducks, everything.

You didn't stipulate it before the game, Zhang Qiuran said: "If it is stipulated before the game, I will abstain." It also saves your elderly from being uncomfortable. Is this good, you build yì judges to put me last. Then you don't have to look at me. ”

What do I think you're doing? You really think of yourself as the first school girl! Amica made it clear that she was going to quarrel. And it's a quarrel that secretly changes the concept. Zhang Qiuran said "look at me", referring to watching her cook. Amelgar secretly changed to look at her.

Zhang Qiuran would quarrel with her, sitting and drinking coffee without paying attention, or in a daze.

Emmejia is a daughter-in-law with a temper, and she has grown up like a moon by the stars since she was a child. Whether it's a man or a woman, no one has ever shown her a face. Today, I met her, and someone actually used her as air.

Ai Meijia held the microphone to smash Zhang Qiuran, and roared in her mouth: "You say, I want to see what you do!" Why should I look at you! Who do you think you are? ”

Zhang Qiuran turned a blind eye to the microphone waving overhead and continued to be in a daze. This disdainful attitude made Emmejia so angry that she was going crazy, and she really wanted to smash Zhang Qiuran with the microphone. The classmates next to him hurriedly came over and tried to pull Emika back.

Amelica in a rage is so easy to pull? Ai Meijia shook off her arm and ran towards Zhang Qiuran with the microphone. Zhang Qiuran stood up. Ai Meijia thought that Zhang Qiuran was going to fight her, so she hurriedly attacked first, picked up the microphone and smashed it on Zhang Qiuran's head.

Zhang Qiuran didn't even deviate his head, only flashed slightly before letting go of the microphone, and his footsteps did not stop coming to the stove. Lift the lid of the rice pot, and the rice inside has already blotted the water dry. Zhang Qiuran buried five yellow fish in the rice, exposing only the fish heads to the outside of the rice, and then spread a few slices of ginger.

Re-ignite and start simmering. At the same time, put the wok on the stove and turn on the fire. Then take the pot with shredded potatoes and a plastic basket to the edge of the sink. During the whole process, I didn't even look at Amica from the corner of my eye.

Zhang Qiuran doesn't like to raise the bar or fight, but she has a breathtaking spirit, which makes unreasonable girls ashamed of themselves in front of her. Ai Meijia relied on the strength to find faults, and hit Zhang Qiuran with anger, but she didn't fight. Holding the microphone again, watching Zhang Qiuran busy in front of her, this microphone just couldn't go down.

This scene is very embarrassing, Emiga has never encountered such a thing, and she was forced by a girl's temperament. It's just a girl, and she's not prettier than me. The important thing is that she is not as tall as me, and if she really wants to fight, she will definitely beat me. The microphone has been raised, and it would be too shameless if it was not smashed.