Chapter 15, Technology and Ruthlessness?
Some people buy luxury goods purely to show off to the villagers how well they are living when they return to the village, and to satisfy their vanity by listening to the envious compliments of others.
Chu Qian came to this world suddenly, and she was alone and had few friends to satisfy her vanity.
The reason why she bought and bought was that her mind was just to be angry with Qin Xueying, but as soon as the excitement passed, it was her Chu Qian who first felt bored.
Chu Qian spread out her body, lying on the newly moved, 130,000, imported handmade solid wood bed, and sighed faintly, feeling more and more bored.
After being busy for a long time, just to be angry with Qin Xueying, an underage girl, she feels that she is getting more and more naΓ―ve.
Chu Qian sighed with emotion, rolled on the soft big bed a few times, and glanced at the time.
"Well, it's almost time for dinner, it's time to cook."
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Qin Xueying woke up at six o'clock in the evening,
Raised his hand and ordered a takeaway, then got up and went downstairs to prepare to read a book and wait for porridge.
Qin Xueying, who had just gone out, bumped into an attractive fragrance head-on.
Qin Xueying couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and unconsciously followed the fragrance downstairs.
Qin Xueying, who came to the living room, saw the hot pot on the dining table and the bright ingredients at a glance.
The soup base with mushrooms looks nutritious and delicious, and on the balcony, there is a smell of barbecue, and the fragrance wafts away, hooking the gluttonous worms in people's stomachs.
Chu Qian grilled the last few skewers of meat, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Qin Xueying staring at the meat skewers in her hand, raised her lips proudly, raised her hand, and bit a string in front of Qin Xueying, baring her teeth and smiling, "It's so fragrant." β
She bent her eyes, and her pink tongue licked her lips, as if she had an aftertaste......
Qin Xueying, "......"
Seeing Qin Xueying looking at herself expressionlessly, Chu Qian didn't feel embarrassed, raised her hand and raised the skewer of oily barbecue, "This is the pork belly I carefully selected, Miss Qin, do you want a skewer?" β
Before Qin Xueying could speak, she saw Chu Qian as if she suddenly remembered something, and put the barbecue back, "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you not only have a fever but also gastritis, so you can't eat it." β
She smiled and narrowed her eyes, shoving the roast back into her mouth.
"Woo, the best pork belly is really fragrant when it's grilled, ah, satisfied."
Qin Xueying, "......"
This woman is definitely on purpose, if it weren't for it, she would have her last name!
He pursed his lips, turned away, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
Chu Qian raised her eyebrows, took the skewers to the table, and put them on the plate she had prepared.
She exaggeratedly sniffed the hot pot soup base in front of her and sighed, "The bottom of this mushroom soup pot is delicious enough, let's have some pork belly first, and then some fresh beef, hmm...... Artemisia necessities, hand-beaten beef meatballs, fish ......"
The living room was filled with a strong fragrance, and Qin Xueying's stomach made a deafening protest sound, impatiently throwing away the book in her hand, and picking up her mobile phone impatiently urging the order.
"Hey, if you don't mind coming over for a bite to eat? I'll give you some veggies? β
Chu Qian opened her abyssal mouth and swallowed a piece of beef, and looked at Qin Xueying rather playfully.
In that way, she was obviously waiting for Qin Xueying to soften.
Qin Xueying snorted coldly.
Don't speak, continue to urge orders.
Chu Qian raised her eyebrows, and she didn't feel frustrated, anyway, it wasn't herself who was stimulated by the delicious food.
Ten minutes later, the doorbell was finally ringed.
Qin Xueying breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and brought in the porridge.
The Qin family's good upbringing taught her that everything from snacks must be eaten at the table.
So, Qin Xueying, who was expressionless, ate the lean porridge in the plastic lunch box with an unconvinced face through the steaming hot pot and the side dishes on the table.
It's nice that there's a grain of lean meat in it?
Chu Qian stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a piece of shabu-shabu pork belly, and looked at Qin Xueying who was sending porridge to her mouth across the mist.
After seeing this scene, Chu Qian, who was full of fun, was like a fortune teller on the side of the road, and sighed that even passers-by couldn't help but stop and watch.
"Now the takeaway, nine times out of ten are made by small stalls, after getting it, it is just looking at the exquisite packaging, in fact, the porridge is cooked in advance, I don't know how many times it has been heated in the pot, it doesn't matter if it's not fresh, and the rice that makes porridge doesn't know if it's clean......"
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Qin Xueying's hand holding the spoon stiffened, and that mouthful of porridge couldn't be sent into her mouth.
Chu Qian pretended not to know, took a bite of pork belly and began to smash potato slices again.
"Now people are in the eyes of money, with food that can be mixed with technology and hard work for half a minute, who will go to the pot to boil, if everyone takes the pot seriously, then the money of the food seller is too inefficient."
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Qin Xueying's hand holding the spoon had already begun to tremble.
Chu Qian still pretended not to see anything.
He also made an exaggerated expression on his face, "Ah, I'm sorry, I just felt it, after all, I did this business, but I believe that Miss Qin, what you ordered must not be those pseudo-delicate technology and ruthless work, but nutritious, delicious, and porridge cooked by the boss himself." β
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Qin Xueying now wanted to put the porridge in her hand on the face of the woman opposite.
After making some achievements in her heart, Qin Xueying stood up indifferently, carried the porridge, and threw it directly into the trash.
Chu Qian looked at Qin Xueying's back as she left, snorted lightly, and continued to show off her hot pot.
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Qin Xueying, who went upstairs, became more and more uncomfortable in her stomach, she was originally very hungry, but now she had no appetite at all because she was tossed by Chu Qian's woman, so she simply lay on the bed and went to sleep.
After Chu Qian finished eating and cleaning up the dishes on the table, she hummed a little song and walked upstairs vigorously.
I thought that Qin Xueying would study in the study, but when she passed through the study on the second floor, the door was open, and there was no one inside, and after going up to the third floor, the door on the opposite side was closed.
Chu Qian raised her eyebrows, stomped heavily at the door a few times, and went back to the room.
Today can make Qin Xueying deflated, and her mood can be described as very comfortable.
Chu Qian, who changed into a clean bathrobe after bathing, wiped her hair with one hand, opened the movie on the notebook with the other, and projected it to the opposite side of the bed through the projector.
The huge explosion sound reached Qin Xueying's room, making Qin Xueying, who was already unhappy, even more unhappy.
She wanted to knock on the door, but the stomach pain and chills on her body made her have no strength at all, so she could only put earplugs into her ears and force herself to sleep.