"It's almost eleven o'clock, and it's too time-consuming to stir-fry," Zhou Xingxi reminded.

Jiang Yang patted his head: "Yes, the little chef who forgot to help deal with the vegetables and meat is not there, they are following the master." ”

"Or—"

"Then—"

Zhou Xingxi and Yin Yu spoke in unison.

"You say it first," Zhou Xingxi smiled gently.

Yin Yu: "It's better to eat hot pot, it's not so troublesome." ”

"That's what I want to say," Zhou Xingxi agreed: "It's simple, convenient, fast, and everyone can help." ”

"It's not impossible," Jiang Yang remembered that Tao Shumin didn't eat spicy food, and asked, "Shumin, are you OK?" I make two pots, a spicy pot and a tomato brisket pot. ”

Tao Shumin smiled apologetically, first lonely in her heart, she thought that everyone had forgotten, or deliberately forgot that she didn't eat spicy.

Furthermore, he was surprised, surprised that Jiang Yang was as careful as a hair, and remembered this little thing.

There was a hint of sweetness in the back, and she was about to speak.

Liang Ruoshi raised her hand: "I want to eat tomato and brisket pot." Every time I go to eat a small hot pot, I order a tomato pot. ”

"So what are you waiting for?" Jiang Yang got up and rolled up his sleeves: "Let's do it, family!" ”

Jiang Yang took the lead, he had already explored the cabinets in the kitchen and knew the location of the hot pot base and dried vegetables.

Zhou Xingxi and Yin Yu went to the refrigerator to get meat food.

Liang Ruoshi volunteered to make fruit salad for everyone.

Tao Shumin saw that Fang Xiaopeng was not moving, and looked at the TV calmly, wanting to speak to relieve the embarrassment, but there was no topic.

She got up and walked to the open kitchen and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?" ”

This sentence is like a yellow bird, crisp and tactful.

Jiang Yang smiled and shook his head; "It's good for you to watch TV with Mr. Fang. Mr. Fang is the only supplier of our premium champagne. ”

Jiang Yang was not sarcastic, he was telling the truth.

Mr. Fang took out a bottle of champagne of two or three thousand for each meal, which greatly improved the quality of life.

Hearing this generous refusal, Tao Shumin tugged at the corner of her skirt, her mouth pursed slightly, she was not very satisfied with Jiang Yang's politeness and distantness.

Yin Yu wears plastic gloves to wash dishes, I can too.

Why don't you let me help you and ask me to watch TV with Mr. Fang?

Watching TV with someone to accompany you?

What a big panache!

Sure enough, it was the arrangement of Deputy Director Xiaobei that I was asked to draw that day.

Now that you don't have a script, you're showing your true colors.

Heh, you really are a dedicated actor.

Tao Shumin is like an angry bird, weak, helpless and anxious.

Jiang Yang had a keen mind and noticed that something was wrong at the first time.

Before Liu Mengyan, he had rich experience in dating girls and was good at capturing those careful thoughts.

"Otherwise," Jiang Yang pointed to the end of the restaurant, facing the corner of the road at the entrance of the villa: "You play a piano song for us to boost morale." ”

Yin Yu clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Wow, what a happy picture." ”

"Don't make a fool of yourself, Shumin didn't agree," Jiang Yang had a headache and forgot about Yin Yu's words.

"I agree," Tao Shumin's face was calm, his tone was more flat, and he was a little stiff: "I'll play it now." ”

Tao Shumin is wearing a pink-green dress today, with colorful string pigtails looming in her long black hair.

She walked over to the piano, her hands on her wrists and her feet on the pedals.

Excited notes echoed through the hall.

Jiang Yang's work stopped, and the piano music was not the cheerful and relaxed "Canon" type he imagined, but the famous "Pirates of the Caribbean" interlude, the magnificent "He is a Pirate".

Fortunately, there was no other musical instrument to accompany it, otherwise the tide of the organ sea would have been rolled up to ten meters high.

"Don't read the book, Min usually doesn't like to talk, and his heart is quite wild," Liang Ruoshi is dealing with apples, she is in Europe and the United States, so she is naturally familiar with this piano music: "I want to peel the skin to the rhythm." ”

"Hahaha," Yin Yu laughed.

Zhou Xingxi: "I'm excited to hear it, I shouldn't be in the kitchen, I should be on the deck of the organ navy, um-"

Liang Ruoshi: "Lifting a barbell? ”

"Haha," the two looked at each other and smiled.

Tao Shumin's slender fingers pressed the keys, his feet pedaled, and the uplifting and manic tunes poured out.

Tao Shumin knew that his expression might be a little distorted.

But when he was facing them on his side and had long hair to cover his face, he didn't care about anything.

She felt her emotions turn into medieval waves, dancing wildly in the world's oceans.

In the waves, an ocean-going ship is like a thin leaf, swaying and drifting.

What is my anger?

Tao Shumin's temporary sanity began to think.

They cook happily, but I don't fit in?

A hint of confusion flashed in Tao Shumin's eyes.

Definitely not, I'm not a person who likes to mingle.

Could it be - I want to cook with Jiang Yang?

Deng——

The tune stutters.

After two seconds, "He is a Pirate" became a little faster and more exciting.

The more Jiang Yang listened, the more unpleasant it became, he graduated from the Drama Academy, and he did not lack basic appreciation ability.

From Tao Shumin's body movements playing the piano and the cold and fierce battle of the piano, it can be seen that she seems to have a small emotion.

Hey—women are trouble.

He walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of freshly squeezed orange juice from the morning.

"Shumin, drink orange juice?" Jiang Yang walked over and asked.

Tao Shumin's movements were still smooth, and he finished playing the tune he was going to play: "I don't drink." ”

"I squeezed it freshly in the morning, and I only left it for you," Jiang Yang lowered his voice and whispered: "I want to leave you a note, but I'm afraid that others will see it." ”

Sure enough, hearing this, Tao Shumin's anger was also smooth, and his mind was no longer hot.

"How is that possible?" Tao Shumin was puzzled: "You eat together, don't you give Boss Zhou and Ruoshi a drink?" ”

"They drink milk," Jiang Yang smiled: "You drink it quickly, supplement vitamin C." If you like it in the future, I'll leave you a little bit. You get up in the morning and look for it in the fridge. ”

Tao Shumin took the bottle and hesitated: "Really? However, it won't be too much trouble! ”

"It's a good thing," Jiang Yang smiled.

"Oh, good." Tao Shumin took the glass bottle and lowered his head to sip the straw.

"Then you play the piano well," Jiang Yang said.

Back in the open kitchen, he saw Liang Ruoshi blinking his eyes and smiling evilly: "The storm is too big, cut the song?" ”

"Haha," Jiang Yang laughed dryly, almost forgetting that Liang Ruoshi graduated from the directing department and was an art student.

Yin Yu and Zhou Xingxi are tone-deaf and can't hear the emotions of Tao Shumin's tunes, but Liang Ruoshi can sense Tao Shumin's careful thoughts.

Jiang Yang used green onions, ginger and garlic to remove the smell of the ribs, and he was going to use the big bone broth to make the base soup of the spicy pot.

In the next second, the piano sound rose again, accompanied by Tao Shumin's heart-warming singing voice.

"It's a quiet summer, and the sky is full of stars."

"I miss your face in my heart."

"I can pretend—"

Yin Yu: "Shumin's singing is so good." ”

"The bar is a resident singer," Liang Ruoshi gave a pertinent assessment.

On the other side, Fang Xiaopeng was fascinated, he turned off the TV, walked to the restaurant with a red wine glass, and sat on the long table to enjoy it.

"It was a quiet summer"

"The day you came to Ningxia—"

"I knew and slept, and I slept with peace of mind—"

……

The ingredients for the hot pot were quickly ready, and the soup base was served on the long table.

"I'm going to go," Yin Yu shouted.

On the long table, Zhou Xingxi, Yin Yu, and Jiang Yang surrounded the spicy pot, and the other three surrounded the tomato and brisket pot.

"Fang is always our champagne supplier, what brand of red wine did he bring today? Let's wait and see," Liang Ruoshi's eyes blinked, and she teased with a smile.

"Don't worry, you will not disappoint if you produce it," Fang Xiaopeng took out a bottle of champagne from his back.

"Ace of Spades - White in White?" Liang Ruoshi pointed out the specific brand.

Jiang Yang glanced at it, it was another two or three thousand grade, and he was already numbed by Fang Xiaopeng's arrogance.

"This is the champagne that girls use to wash their hands and hair in the bar?" Yin Yu asked, she had swiped online videos and remembered the brand very clearly.

"Haha," Fang Xiaopeng laughed at himself and nodded, "That's right, I just stole the red wine they washed their hands while they weren't paying attention." ”

"Come, have a drink, thank you Mr. Fang for your hospitality," Jiang Yang proposed with a glass.

After the six people raised their glasses, Fang Xiaopeng said: "Thank you Shumin for your performance." You're cooking, and she's singing all the time, and her voice is almost hoarse, right? ”

"No, no," Tao Shumin took a sip of red wine, frowning, she was still not used to drinking, and was startled when she heard Fang Xiaopeng's roll call.

Jiang Yang thought that today was Saturday and asked, "The first episode is going to be broadcast tonight, are you nervous?" ”

"What's there to be nervous about?" Zhou Xingxi felt that this question was very strange.

"I'm afraid of being scolded," Jiang Yang said with a smile: "Of course Boss Zhou is not afraid, but I am about to be judged by a girl in the first issue." ”

"Aha, I remember," Zhou Xingxi raised his head and laughed: "I thought you were a wonderful person invited by the program team, the best to increase ratings." That would be very dismissive of you, haha. ”

"If you want to be scolded, I am the indispensable one," Fang Xiaopeng said.

"Why?" Jiang Yang wondered.

Fang Xiaopeng held his wine glass and smiled, but did not speak.

Yin Yu couldn't help but reveal the truth: "When you first came, you and Shumin didn't go downstairs, so we chatted first." Mr. Fang dissed us all around. ”

"Haha, group attack," Jiang Yang could probably imagine the scene: "It fits Mr. Fang's style." ”