Chapter 7: My Girl
"Cooking seems simple, but every detail is in place. It's like making a lotus root, what is the difference between cutting it into slices and dicing it in the pot. Then when it comes to the different forms of lotus roots, then you have to use different cooking methods......"
"You can also cut it into pieces, grind it into powder, dip it in sugar and eat it raw, and you can sit on the ingredients ......"
Yun Yun took over the topic.
"Yes, that's an open mind." Rong Yu gave a thumbs up to Yun Yun, "In fact, cooking also requires imagination, open-mindedness, and within the limited ingredients, make dishes that others can't think of, and can't guess but can't let go of the taste...... That's what makes a successful chef...... Remember, it's the cooking, not the chef......"
Yun Yun waved her hand: "Cut, Master Chef, referred to as Chef!" ”
Well, there's no way to talk about that.
Drawing inferences, Yunyun's IQ is still not said.
"Within the limited ingredients, we make flavors that others can't think of, can't guess, but can't put down...... Hee-hee, I see, thank you, Brother Yu......"
Yun Yun lay down, stuck on the table, squinted at Rong Yu, and was ready to sleep with satisfaction.
"Greasy ...... table"
"Whew-"
Yun Yun deliberately let out a thin snoring sound.
Rong Yu smiled and didn't care about her.
Back at the rental house, Qian Duoduo knocked on the door, and as soon as the door opened, he came in, carrying a plastic bag in his hand, and put it on the coffee table like a self-cooked, and let Rong Yu, who put his two legs on the coffee table, let go.
Rong Yu's legs moved away, but he didn't put it down, playing games with his mobile phone in his hand.
Qian Duoduo took out the contents of the plastic bag, all of which were packed things, all braised vegetables and some shelled peanuts. There were also six or seven bottles of wine.
"The rest of the guests, rest assured...... I packed it before I touched it, and this wine is also ......"
Qian Duoduo was afraid that Rong Yu would dislike it.
opened the wine bottle, handed Rong Yu a can, then took out a plastic glove and handed it to Rong Yu.
Rong Yu put down the phone, and the two of them opened up.
After the whole thing, a little drunk, Qian Duoduo leaned on Rong Yu to sleep, Rong Yu leaned on her to lean on, and the coffee table was full of bones and wine bottles......
Both of them were in a daze, sleeping until the middle of the night, Rong Yu got up to pee in a blur, and then fell on the sofa with something in his arms.
Then the thing put its arms around him in turn.
In the end, the two people who hugged each other gnawed. Nibbling and gnawing and screaming. The call was a little hoarse, like venting the energy provided by alcohol.
When they woke up in the morning, the two had a tacit understanding and arched together.
"You're a dog?" Rong Yu looked at the blue and purple places on his body.
Life is really like a struggle.
Even if it is like this, it is the same as fighting to obtain physical and mental pleasure. It's the first woman I've crossed over.
"I'll move in later!"
Qian Duoduo said.
Rong Yu always felt that there was some conspiracy in this. Last time, Qian Duoduo said that they would share a house together, and then he didn't agree. Then I drank and then rolled over, and the final result was that Qian Duoduo moved over.
It's just that when Qian Duoduo passed, there was a red glare on the sofa cushion, which made Rong Yu's heart a little panicked.
What the hell is going on?
I originally thought that those who engage in art are bold, but I didn't expect that your money is so hidden. Absolute shading. Isn't it a big deal?
Maybe it's because the predecessor of this body, or the self in the previous life, has been single for too long, and he didn't hold back yesterday.
Qian Duoduo moved over quickly.
Then the woman called the landlord and checked out. quarreled on the phone, and it turned out that the landlord was very annoyed by Qian Duoduo's breach of the contract, so he had to deduct Qian Duoduo's deposit.
"Rotten asshole bastard."
In the end, Qian Duoduo scolded, threw the phone on the sofa, and turned his head to look at Rong Yu.
"You're not going to stand today?"
Rong Yu said: "Is it okay for Lao Tzu to give himself a holiday today?" ”
Before the words fell, a phone call came in: "Brother Yu, where is it?" Why didn't you open a store today! "When I heard it, it was Nie Xiaoqing's voice.
"Closed for the day today!" Rong Yu said and hung up the phone.
"Female?" Qian Duo asked.
"Nonsense no? Can a man say such a feminine voice? Rong Yu scolded and continued to lie on the sofa to raise the corpse.
"I'm going to buy breakfast!" Qian Duoduo ran out again.
When I came back from buying breakfast, Rong Yu's phone rang again, and Rong Yu connected.
"Brother Yu, where are you? Sick? Nie Xiaoqing's voice.
"Yes, I'm already sick and dead, if I have anything to do, I'll burn the paper, don't call, I can't answer it." Rong Yu hung up the phone, maybe there was something wrong with this woman.
"Or the woman?" Qian Duoduo glanced at his phone.
"Jealous?" Rong Yu lay on the sofa and turned over, ready to continue sleeping, he was very tired last night.
"I'm thinking too much!" Qian Duoduo sneered, "We are purely taking what we need, you know?" ”
This woman is the same as she thinks.
Rong Yu nodded, and then went back to sleep.
Since then, I have lived a life of living with beautiful women.
June 6, college entrance examination.
On June 8, the college entrance examination was over.
Yun Yun sat in the shop, waiting for Rong Yu to make noodles for her. A piece of shredded meat noodles that belongs to her, and she never gets tired of eating them. Pick it up with chopsticks and taste it slowly.
"This time, the material given in the essay is a passage: 'Those who are born strong do not have to be happy, and those who are born weak do not have to feel sorry for themselves. I am born weak, or the heavens tempt me to be strong, I don't know. 'Guess how I wrote it?' ”
Yun Yun likes to talk to Rong Yu like this, and always feels like-minded.
Rong Yu waited for her to say it herself.
Sure enough, Yun Yun didn't wait for Rong Yu to speak, and said excitedly: "The weak are constantly striving for self-improvement, this theme can be thought of by many people, I just want to find a different imagination in the limited materials." Most people only emphasize the transformation of personal strength and weakness, but I will generalize it, from the strength of the Han and Tang dynasties, to the weakness of the Qing people, and then to the evolution of the strong historical rules of the new state of 'studying for the rise of China'. The ancient dynasties were prosperous and declining, declining and prosperous. In our new China, from weak to strong, and always strong, only because of people-oriented, return to the people, the people are the masters of the country, in order to achieve long-term stability and prosperity. This is the password summarized by history. ”
Sure enough, this girl will not disappoint.
Rong Yu gave her a thumbs up.
"Sure enough, the composition is like cooking a little fresh!" Yun Yun sighed.
After eating a bowl of noodles, I can't get enough of it.
"I'm leaving, Brother Yu!"
Today, Yun Yun has an extra "brother" in Rong Yu's name, which used to be called "Brother Yu", and today it is called "Brother Yu".
Nie Xiaoqing came to eat noodles every day. She drove the X6 around the company in a big circle, and then after eating a bowl of noodles, she returned to the company in a big circle.
According to Huang Jia, if this girl doesn't mean anything to you, I'll cut Jiji off and feed it to the dog.
Rong Yu has not admitted it in order to prevent his Jiji from feeding the dogs.
"Brother Yu, go to Dalong tonight!" The big dragon in Huangjia's mouth is a bar. What do men do in bars? Drink to soak the girl and vent the rest of your energy.
"Don't go!"
"I'm in for a treat!"
"You book a private room and go!"
"You're such a dog!" Huang Jia scolded with a smile, but still made up his mind.
The bar I went to at night was a clear bar. Sit in it and listen to songs and eat. Huang Jia's eyes glanced around, trying to find his target. There are a lot of girls here, and some are looking for a target.
Once Wang Ba stares at the mung bean and sees it, he can hit it off.
"Today I bring you a song of Deng Ziqi's "Superpowers", I hope you like it."
The voice of the girl on stage came out through the loudspeaker, and it was very good.
As soon as Rong Yu looked up, he saw that the girl standing on the stage was Qian Duoduo. Wearing short clothes, short jeans, sneakers, and hair tied in a ponytail, he looks very youthful and energetic.
"It's incredible, it turns out that your superpower can collapse all my memories in an instant, I hate you, biu biu biu biu biu ......"
There is a lot of money on the stage, he is very energetic, singing and dancing, and even when his hands make a gesture of shooting, he still blinks his eyes and is still playful.
When the song was finished, some people applauded.
Then came the second one.
This time she sat down by herself, held a guitar and began to play and sing, singing a very lyrical song "Dispel Sorrow", this kind of song sang in her mouth, with a hoarse voice, it actually had a different flavor.
"This girl is good!"
Huang Jia smiled at Rong Yu.
"My chick!"
Rong Yu didn't shy away from it, and said it directly.
"No, it won't!" Huang Jia's eyes widened, "You...... How is it possible, so beautiful, and singing well. ”
Rong Yu sneered at him: "She sings better in my bed at night." ”
"Phew!" Huang Jia was furious, "If you do this again, I will break off my friendship with you." ”
"I can't stand it to be honest?" Rong Yu said.
As the two were saying this, Qian Duoduo finished singing, turned around and stepped off the stage, and then collected the money and prepared to leave. When I first arrived at the door, I was stopped.
"Girl, let's have a drink together?" Three men, one of them stood up and said to Qian Duoduo.
"Brother, your chick is in trouble." Huang Jia quietly dragged the beer bottle on the table in his hand and said to Rong Yu.
Rong Yu stood up and prepared to go over.
"Smack!" It was like the sound of a wine bottle shattering.
Qian Duoduo was holding a wine bottle in his hand, which had been broken, and the broken bottle in his hand was shining with sharp light.