Chapter 8 Knife Technique

Qiu Yichen came out of the game and put it in the room. Only Qiu Yimeng is cooking in the kitchen.

Qiu Yichen walked over.

"Mengmeng, what about them? Where did you go in the middle of the night? Qiu Yichen wondered.

"Brother Zhichu broke out a level 15 martial arts cheats, sold it to a local tyrant, earned a full 5 gold coins, and invited a large family to go out to eat hot pot." Qiu Yimeng said enviously.

"Why didn't you go? Didn't they call you? "Qiu Yichen is a little strange, the eldest brother Qiu Zhichu is not bad, there is no reason why this kind of thing is not called Qiu Yimeng.

"It's called, but I want to cook for my brother at home."

Looking at Qiu Yimeng's well-behaved appearance, Qiu Yichen stroked her little head distressedly: "Fool, what's the good of cooking and eating for my brother, my brother is so useless, he doesn't even have to eat meat." ”

"I don't allow my brother to say that about himself." As soon as Qiu Yimeng remembered Qiu Yichen's hanging, tears rolled in her eyes, "Brother, no matter what others say, you will always be the best one in my sister's heart." ”

Seeing that she was about to cry, Qiu Yichen couldn't help laughing, wiped her tears and said, "People who are so big still cry their noses at every turn." ”

"Don't talk about it, brother, you're hungry, you wait outside for a while, I'll be ready right away."

Seeing that the cucumbers cut by Qiu Yimeng were thick and thin, Qiu Yichen took the knife from her hand with a smile and without saying a word, "Dangdangdang~" The kitchen knife fell neatly, cutting out pieces of cucumber slices as thin as cicada wings.

Qiu Yimeng was stunned, "Brother, when did you learn the knife technique and cut so well." ”

"What is the knife technique, the food I cook is the real superb." Qiu Yichen looked at the yellow radish on the board and said, "I'll make you a sweet and sour cucumber green peacock." ”

"Isn't it? Brother can you cook? Qiu Yimeng looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm just lazy and don't do it often. You wait outside for a while. ”

Soon, Qiu Yichen came out with a plate of sweet and sour cucumbers, green peacocks and two bowls of egg fried rice.

Qiu Yimeng hurriedly looked over, and when she saw it, she was stunned. The cold dishes on the plate turned out to be a lifelike peacock platter, which is so beautiful! And the two bowls of egg fried rice, the color is golden and shiny, and the rice grains are full of energy, and they all look soft and delicious, and their appetite is greatly increased.

"Let's eat a bowl of egg fried rice today to pad my stomach, and tomorrow I will take you to eat the Manchu Han banquet." Qiu Yichen said chicly.

Qiu Yimeng only thought that Qiu Yichen was making her happy, and said with relief: "Brother, I don't want to eat any Manchu and Han banquets, the food you cook is more fragrant than the food in the big hotel, it's really delicious." ”

Seeing Qiu Yimeng happily picking up the rice, Qiu Yichen's heart softened, with such a sister, life is a lot more interesting.

"Sister, I thought about it in the game today, about the house......"

"Brother, in fact, I've figured it out, it's the same in any room. Brother, you just decide. Qiu Yimeng hurriedly said.

Qiu Yichen was a little speechless: "I mean, you pack up the things you think are memorable, and we will move out tomorrow." ”

"What...... What the? Rao is Qiu Yimeng said, it is all up to Qiu Yichen's arrangement, but this "arrangement" is too surprising to her. Qiu Yimeng suddenly said with a little embarrassment: "Brother, I know you are kind-hearted, but there is no need to be like this, let's move out, where do we live?" ”

Qiu Yichen originally wanted to buy a set with her, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was a bit too abrupt, so he said: "My friend has gone abroad, and there is a house at home that no one lives in, and he wants me to help him watch it for two months." His house is big and close to your school, so I want to take you to live there. ”

"Oh, I see." Qiu Yimeng paused and asked, "Brother, what kind of friend is it, why haven't you mentioned it to me before?" ”

"I have so many friends, how can I tell you all of them." Qiu Yichen said.

Is it? Qiu Yimeng glanced at Qiu Yichen suspiciously, and said secretly in her heart: Brother's friends don't add up to three, is it a lot?

Qiu Yimeng felt that Qiu Yichen seemed to be a little different.

……

The next morning, Qiu Yichen was washing up in the bathroom, but he could hear the sound of talking in the hallway.

"Son, what's wrong with you?" It was the voice of Aunt Qiu Dongling.

"It's okay, my stomach hurts a little, just go to the toilet." It was the eldest brother Qiu Zhichu who spoke.

"Then why don't you go in?" Qiu Dongling asked.

"Wait a minute, Yichen will wash up inside." Qiu Zhichu said.

"You're in pain like this, what are you waiting for?" Qiu Dongling dragged Qiu Zhichu to the door of the bathroom, and yelled at Qiu Yichen: "Qiu Yichen, are you still human?" Your eldest brother is in such pain, and you still let him wait outside. ”

"Mom, it's none of Yichen's business, I didn't tell him." Qiu Zhichu wiped his cold sweat in pain.

Qiu Yichen didn't care about Qiu Dongling at all, if he quarreled over such trivial things every day, he couldn't finish arguing 24 hours a day. And he was about to move out, and he didn't bother to argue with the aunt with menopausal syndrome, so he just spit out the foam, walked out of the bathroom and said, "Big brother, I'm fine, you can use it." ”

"Hmm." Qiu Zhichu hurriedly ran in.

Qiu Dongling glared at Qiu Yichen fiercely.

Qiu Yichen's nose moved, and he felt a strange smell on Qiu Zhichu who walked over just now, "Brother, do you have upper abdominal pain or lower abdominal pain, labor pain or cramp-like pain?" ”

"Throbbing pain in the upper abdomen." Qiu Zhichu said through the door.

Qiu Dongling chattered beside her: "Eighty percent of them had a bad stomach after eating spicy food last night." ”

Qiu Yichen asked through the door again, "Do you have bruised patches on the back of your hands?" ”

Qiu Zhichu squatted in the toilet, but it was not relieved in the slightest, but became more and more painful, and when he heard Qiu Yichen say this, he hurriedly turned over the back of his hand and took a look: "Yichen, how do you know, there is really a bruise on the back of your hand." ”

Hearing that there was a patch on the back of Qiu Zhichu's hand, Qiu Dongling also realized that something was wrong, and frowned and said, "Qiu Yichen, aren't you jealous of your eldest brother and giving him something bad?" ”

"Auntie, if I were you, I would take a cloth and plug my mouth, if it really doesn't work, I'll go eat some peppercorns." Qiu Yichen glanced at her angrily.

As soon as he said this, Qiu Dongling reined in and asked resignedly, "Do you know what's going on with my son's stomachache?" ”

Qiu Yichen didn't expect Qiu Dongling to apologize to him, and when he saw that her attitude had improved, he was discouraged, and said: "Big brother is poisoned, you go and boil a bowl of ginger syrup, boil an egg, peel off the outer layer of skin, wrap it in mashed garlic, and take it with ginger syrup, it will be fine in about half an hour." ”

After saying that, Qiu Yichen went out with a haha, stopped a driverless taxi and went straight to the housing center.

The main street is all planned houses. Because the population is too crowded, the state has already carried out overall planning for housing, and seventy percent of the houses are all built by the state and distributed free of charge. So it looks like rows of neatly aligned buildings.