Chapter 16: Start chatting
The first time Nibel saw this long, thin thing, the taste was very special, and he recognized the meat as beef, but the aroma could not be stimulated by beef alone.
The dining tools on the plate are also unique, not the usual forks or spoons, but two long, thin iron rods.
"It smells so good, how do you eat this?"
Seeing Qing Jing bring the noodles in front of him, Nickel restrained the urge to take a deep breath, Qing Jing was a little surprised when she heard this, she picked up the chopsticks to demonstrate, "You don't know how to use it?" This is chopsticks. ”
"This is chopsticks?" Nikkor saw Qingjing skillfully pick up a piece of beef with chopsticks, his slightly drunk eyes showed a little surprise, he also tried to hold the chopsticks with his hands, but the two thin chopsticks couldn't hold the meat in the bowl at all, and the two chopsticks, in his hands, seemed to have a sense of self, very repulsive to each other, and couldn't get together at all.
He tried for a few minutes, and a helpless look appeared on his face, "Can you change the fork for me?" ”
This is naturally possible, Qingjing asked the robot to fetch it, Nibel took the opportunity to pick up the bowl and take a sip of soup, as soon as the fragrant noodle soup was entered, Nibel felt that the whole person was warm.
He quickly got the spoon and fork, and sat opposite Qing Jing and ate noodles with his head bored.
Qingjing opened a small stove for himself under the pretense of public money, and after eating back the meat, the whole person was so happy that he was about to float, Nikkor had never eaten such delicious and warm food, for a while, Soft Xianglou became a restaurant for two people, and soon, the two large bowls of noodles were cleaned.
Looking at the clean bowl, Qingjing's face was a little shy, she prepared some adult portions for herself, thinking that she couldn't finish eating, but after eating, there was no soup left.
At this time, it was not early, because of the nature of the work, Nibel had to go to the institute on time tomorrow for a meeting, he stood up and said goodbye to Qingjing, "I had a great time tonight, thank you for cooking noodles." ”
He gave Qingjing 1000 star coins as a tip, and then went to the cashier at the front desk to pay for tonight's consumption in Soft Xianglou, the contract signed by Qingjing and Soft Xianglou was, four or six shares, she took four, these money, need to go to the public account, and then pay her, Nibel rated her service as five stars, 500 star coins an hour, Qingjing chatted with him for almost three hours, and the robot swiped 1500 star coins on his interstellar bank card.
Qing Jing smiled and sent him out of the door of the soft incense building, and then looked at the time, there were still ten minutes left, it was nine o'clock in the evening, so she went back to the house by herself, boarded Ruhua's personal terminal, and contacted Mr. Duan who was unwilling to answer the phone as she did a few days ago.
A miracle actually happened, after the phone was dialed for about ten seconds, Nuomi told her that the contact person was online and could start communicating.
"Hey, hello, is it Mr. Duan?"
The other end of Unicom was cold and silent, and the time that passed on the display screen indicated that the other party had not hung up the phone, and Qingjing began to introduce himself, "Hello, I'm Qingjing." ”
Then, Qingjing found that she had nothing to say.
How do you start talking about two people?
Let's ask him what he had for dinner first.
The other party was very indifferent, and Qingjing treated the unknown employer as air.
She lay on the bed and told the other party, "The food here is really unpalatable, in order to maintain my figure, I only provide vegetarian dishes and clear soup, but I was lucky tonight, I met a very polite gentleman, this gentleman has a birthday, so I was lucky enough to eat beef noodles, it's amazing, all the raw materials in the kitchen have changed, sir, what did you eat for dinner today?" ”
Her voice is sweet and glutinous, soft and soothing, not the kind of deliberately pretended, without the natural hoarseness of men, it is very comfortable to listen to, listening to her is like listening to a song.
The other party was still silent, the corners of Qingjing's mouth twitched, and she changed the topic again, this time the topic was a bit whimsical, "What is your dream?" ”
She left ten seconds for Mr. Duan, who seemed to have autism, to continue to pick up the topic by herself, "My dream is very simple, to be able to return to my own home. ”
"You may think I'm trying to tell you this dream, but it's really what I really think." Maybe she and her employer don't know each other, so Qingjing doesn't have so many scruples, which is the same as when she played the drifting bottle in Blue Star, writing the secret on a piece of paper and sealing it in the bottle, because she doesn't know who will pick up this bottle, so she can say anything, her tone is a little low, "I may not be able to go back in this life." ”
This time, she actually miraculously heard the reply, the man's voice was like a mountain spring, with a chill, very good, he asked her, "Why can't you go back?" ”
"It's too far away." Qing Jing, who was lying on the bed, turned over, "That distance, so far that even if you take a spaceship, you can't go back." ”
"Your home is on a very remote and barren exile planet?"
Exiled planet? What is that place? But the name doesn't mean good, and it's certainly not a good place.
Qingjing shook her head, "No, my hometown is beautiful and rich, and there are plenty of materials. ”
"I don't know anything about the world."
Qingjing seemed to regard Mr. Duan as a confidant, and she frowned lightly, "Everything here is very strange. ”
"Sir, would you be scared if you were in a completely unfamiliar environment?"
"No, it won't."
The other party's answer was categorical, without even a second of hesitation, it seems that he is an extremely confident and powerful man.
People are really different.
Qingjing asked aimlessly, "Does Mr. think this world is good?" ”
"Not perfect."
Qing Jing learned from the surrounding environment that the science and technology of the interstellar era are developed, the government also has a perfect pension wit, the medical system has reached the stage of nano traceless repair, many diseases that interfere with human beings or even kill human beings can basically be cured, the general life span of human beings in the blue star time is 70-80, and the current strong can live to more than 300 years old, as for the education system, the fees before graduate school are all free, and every child can get enough educational resources according to their talents, everything is fine.
The only drawback is that there is no woman, there is a little less warmth, and the benefits posted on the interstellar network are also cold words, cold star coins, but women have long disappeared from this world and have not been seen, so it will not have much impact on them.
In this world, Qingjing objectively evaluated it, and it is still very good.
As long as you have legal status, it is convenient to do anything.
Because of the black household, Qingjing hasn't even bound his own light brain glutinous rice.
She smiled, "Why?" ”