Dashi Shenhao

Chapter 37

Generally, sheep will not end well if they enter the tiger's mouth.

Fortunately, he is very adaptable,
Under the watchful eyes of the three female hooligans, Qin Shuai poured himself a glass of water to drink before getting ready to work.

What he did made Wan Yingying feel really embarrassed. The reason why she added an order yesterday was nothing more than a joke among friends.

Why didn't you stop me yesterday?

Because fresh.

Especially after the housekeeping brother showed his extraordinary talent in housekeeping, the two girls looked fresh.

When the novelty is over, the house has been tidied up.

But it's fresh once, but it's not particularly interesting if it's done twice. In the words of the imperial capital, it just doesn't feel good.

But if you encounter someone with a small heart, you may think it is a deliberate humiliation.

For them, a group of rich second generations, it is actually rare to have a friend who is easy to talk to but whose goals are not so clear.

"You really take that order seriously? It's just a joke." Wan Yingying snatched the broom from Qin Shuai's hand.

"Stop it, let's play cards." Zhang Mengmeng suggested from the side.

"You can play cards, but if you lose, treat your guests to dinner." Wen Xintong finalized the bet.

"I'll finish cleaning up first." Qin Shuai didn't care much.

He understands and appreciates Wan Yingying's words.

He also understood Zhang Mengmeng's rescue, because he was a good friend.

Wen Xintong's words made him understand that this girl is not bad, she doesn't pretend to be rich.

But what is he here for?

Profitable.

If you don't take it seriously, wouldn't this week be wasted...

Taking the broom back, the housekeeping brother said, "We'll play cards later, you guys should think about where to eat if you lose. Let me tell you, I don't go to places where the per capita price is less than 200."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the three girls who were stunned in place, they started to work.

After sweeping the floor halfway, he found that Menger was following him with a dustpan. When he asked, he called him a housekeeping assistant, the kind who asked for money.

Looking at the other two, Wan Yingying has already mopped up the unswept area, or called it muddy.

Wen Xintong hugged the trash can, and seeing Qin Shuai looking over, he slapped it, "It's a designated place, remember to bring it if you have any trash, and you need to pay extra for moving it."

Handing the broom to Meng Er, Qin Shuai turned and went to Wan Yingying's bedroom.

When he was cleaning here just now, he found that her clothes basket was almost full.

Just as I bent down to pick it up, I found the lampshade was a bit dazzling.

This design is very fashionable, the inside is white and the outside is blackened, or the silk is blackened.

Cleaning a lamp is a very technical job, because there are usually buckles around the lampshade. Violent cleaning will destroy the buckles and render the entire lampshade useless.

Well, that's it.

After thinking about it, Qin Shuai still shouted and asked:
"Can your clothes go in the washing machine?"

"Those clothes don't need to be washed. People from the laundry will come to pick them up in the afternoon, and some clothes need to be dry-cleaned."

After a little disappointment, he walked out of Wan Yingying's bedroom.

Looking at the time, it's almost time to make lunch.

Qin Shuai took the ingredients out of the refrigerator, looked at the pot, and asked, "Do you have an iron pot at home?"

"Yes, in the locker, take it yourself."

When I opened the cabinet, there were a lot of pots and kitchen utensils, most of which were new and hadn't been used much at first glance.

He took out a cast iron pan that looked similar and brushed it clean, heated the oily pan once, then turned off the heat and put it aside.

Because the mastery of identification techniques is becoming more and more accurate, in fact, when Qin Shuai went shopping yesterday, he had already grasped the food preferences of Zhang Mengmeng and Wan Yingying.

Only Wen Xintong didn't see it yesterday, so he took a look and asked in his heart, the appraisal result was okay, so he should be able to live with it.

Take a pot, boil water, and blanch the ribs.

Boil the water and skim off the foam, boil it, take it out and wash it clean.

Pour off the water in the pan, brush it clean and put it in an oily pan, add cold oil, throw in the green onion and ginger and the spices that have been soaked in water before frying.

This is also a new learning. The old saying is that the stewed meat is not fragrant if the onion and ginger are not fried.

When the aroma comes out, turn on the fire and fry the ribs.

The frying is almost done, the skin is slightly burnt, put the water brought from home.

Ton, ton, ton, ton...the pot is full of water.

Stew it.

"Do you want to eat stewed ribs?" Zhang Mengmeng asked.

"You have two big eyes that look very impressive." Wan Yingying joked.

Wen Xintong followed suit, "It may seem that this matter is not true."

The three girls got into a mess again, but Qin Shuai was not idle and made a face-to-face meeting.

Knead and knead until it is almost soft and hard, cover the basin with plastic wrap, and wake up the noodles.

For the time being, nothing happened.

Qin Shuai greeted, "Playing cards? The God of Gamblers in China is here, which one of you is not convinced? But let's talk about it first, don't come to participate if you don't have money in your pocket, otherwise you won't be able to invite guests, but you will be punished." humiliating."

In a word, fry the pot.

"Hey, it's just you? My sister has been in the gambling world for so many years, and I never know how to write typing." Zhang Mengmeng was the first to jump up.

"I went to Xiao Yingzi's house for dinner that day, which one lost?" Wan Yingying killed the murderer without blood.

"Yue Cai yelled more and more happily, the really powerful ones, don't shout, look, what did I say?" Wen Xintong replied calmly.

That look was full of contempt.

Fighting landlords, leveling up, running fast, arching pigs, catching black tips, Qin Shuai knows many types of poker.

Then Wan Yingying got a mahjong table.

After the four people discussed it, they decided by a vote of three to one that to play free mahjong is to play as you please. Anyway, 1 point will be added if you mess up, and 1 point will be deducted if you lose.

As for what is all one color, seven pairs of Hu and the like, there is none.

No, actually there is, but even if it is Tianhu, it is still 1 point.

The gambling saint Qin really lived up to expectations, and still continued the characteristics of non-chiefs.

After three laps, Zhang Mengmeng, who was No.16 from the bottom, led the field with minus 2 points and minus 13 points.

The pot where the pork ribs were stewed finally began to emit aroma, and even the super-powerful range hood couldn't stop it from screaming.

Qin Shuai raised his hand and said, "I'm going to make dinner, this time it's a mess, we'll start over after eating."

After speaking, he immediately ran into the kitchen.

Open the lid of the pot, throw in the beans and potatoes, then take out the waken dough, make long strips of dead dough rolls, and put them in the pot side by side.

You can't go outside the kitchen,

too dangerous.

Thinking about losing another 800 tonight, Huaguo God of Gamblers felt very embarrassed.

No, I cannot accept the account.

After staying in the kitchen for half an hour, the farmer's one-pot meal is finally ready.

No matter how ugly a daughter-in-law is, she has to see her parents. It is impossible not to be humiliated. Huaguo God of Gamblers sighed...

There is another name called Nongjia Yiguoxian.

Anyway, the former is mostly called in the north, and it is actually another dish in the south.

Taking the pot out of the kitchen, Santiaoshi... Hungry Wolf had already sat neatly at the dining table.

Brother Dan Ding pretended that he had never participated in a mahjong game, and said to Wan Yingying, "Sister Wan, that heat insulation mat."

"OK, every bet is bound to lose brother."

It seems that I can’t make it through...

Qin Shuai put the pot on the mat, lifted the lid, and the girls asked almost in unison: "What kind of dish is this?"

It's normal, farm food, and it's not available in all districts.

So it is not surprising that several young ladies have not eaten.

"Try it and you'll know."

(End of this chapter)