Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Feast
Zhang Tian stood in the stairwell and paused, but finally went up and called two people.
When I walked up, I saw Wen Ci and Lin Ming alone, sitting on the sofa with steady rules, and I also reacted as if I was thinking too much.
Look at my head full of colored scraps.
Zhang Tian slowed down and rubbed his face fiercely.
He reached out and knocked on the iron railing, making a clanging sound.
Wen Ci turned his head and saw Zhang Tian's eyes dodging, one hand clutching the railing, and the other hand was somewhat nowhere to put it.
Thinking of the time between Lin Ming and himself after saying the last two sentences, to the interval between Zhang Tian knocking on the railing and calling them, he instantly understood that this guy must have heard it.
"What's the matter?" Lin Ming was leisurely and didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, but he put away the smile on the corner of his mouth just now, Erlang's legs had already been retracted, and his hands were on his knees, so he couldn't behave.
"I've asked you to go down and help, and I've bought all the ingredients."
Zhang Tian was immersed in his own dirty personality scrutiny because of what happened just now, but he didn't know that in fact, the situation just now was not much purer than his thoughts, he was just thinking a little faster at best.
"Let's go, let's go." Wen Ci stood up and trotted all the way, and Zhang Tian rushed down.
At the moment when Wen Ci stood up, Lin Ming had already turned around and lay on the sofa with his hands folded, the black sofa lined him with white glow, he put his head on his arm, and smiled at Wen Ci running away quickly.
"Then I'll go down too, hurry up, don't want to be lazy, Manager Wan said, whoever doesn't work today shouldn't eat, don't want to eat ready-made." Zhang Tian stepped down with one foot, turned his head to Lin Ming halfway and said.
"Got it, here it is." At this time, Lin Ming was naturally still warm and obedient with eyes full of eyes, he nodded slightly, got up from the sofa and kept up with Zhang Tian's pace.
"Xiao Ci, you go and skewer the tofu skin, fold it three times, and skewer it one by one, will you?"
When Lin Ming and Zhang Tian went down, everyone was already busy, Fang Yuan was cutting meat, and the cut meat was given to Li Ziyue;
Mo Wei and Xuyu one held side dishes such as enoki mushrooms and bean sprouts, and the other wrapped them in oily bean skin next to them;
There was a large pile of tofu skin next to Wen Ci, and she lowered her head and folded three layers with a skewer, which was extremely skillful;
Qi Siming was stir-frying in the pot, Lin Ming leaned over to take a look, and a large pot of spicy lobster tails was already ready to finish;
Cai Zeheng took the rest of the people to make potatoes, chicken wings and other vegetables, Gu Qi and Lin Mu were tidying up, while staring at the cola chicken wings in the pot of Yang Ziqi, the fragrance was overflowing.
"Oh my God, happiness is so simple, and so is sadness." Zhang Tian sighed and automatically walked to Li Ziyue's side to help him get meat.
"Why?" Qi Siming stir-fried and took the time to talk.
"Happiness is simple in eating and drinking, sadness is simple in smelling the fragrance, can't move, and can only sit here and work." Zhang Tian skewered a string of mutton with a skewer and held it up, "I want to roast you now!" ”
Lin Ming ran to Cai Zeheng's side to help him get vegetables, and those big bags did look like they were a little understaffed.
"Huh? Isn't fried bean skin cabbage a barbecue dish? Lin Ming looked at Mo Wei's movements in front of him, a little strange.
"Today is a feast, and we have prepared a pot for oden!! And spicy mush!! Fang Yuan turned his head, excited, in the past, in order to not have problems with their bodies, the coach and manager controlled their diet more strictly, only the next day when there was nothing to do, or when the game was just over, there would be a big meal to eat, but like today, it is a beach where you can swim, oden and barbecue, it is really beautiful.
"How do you bake eggs, I don't know how to bake eggs." Yang Ziqi suddenly skewered half a hard-boiled egg with a skewer, "I think they bake it very delicious." ”
"When the time comes, try it yourself, hahahaha, anyway, whoever burns it will eat it!" Qi Siming buckled the lid of the pot and let the lobster tail simmer in the pot, clapped his hands and smiled to prepare the next dish.