Shengshi Live GL

When Tang Ying opened his eyes, the light in the room was still very dark.She was wrapped in Xia Liang and turned over, her whole body felt too loose, too lazy and unable to get excited.

After lying down with her eyes closed for a while, she took out the phone from under the pillow and looked at it, and sat up in shock.

Looking at the brightness in the room, she thought it was still early, but it turned out that it was almost ten o'clock!

You must know that because she was sick and was not feeling well, she was pressed onto the bed by Shen Zhiqi before ten o'clock last night.

In other words, she slept for a full twelve hours.

In the past... no, even in the one year since I came here, I have never been so lazy, it is unimaginable.Tang Ying jumped off the bed and opened the curtains. As expected, the fiery autumn sun could not wait to squeeze in through the window. The sudden light made her eyes sting, and she couldn't help but raise her hands to cover them.

The building they live in has a total of 34 floors and has a very good view.Looking out of the window, you can just have a panoramic view of the most lively and prosperous central area of ​​C City.Surrounded by rivers and waters, this city in the south of the Yangtze River is shaded by green trees. Looking down from a high place, one feels the pleasure of seeing the world right in front of your eyes.

The forget-me-nots on the window sill have just bloomed. The purple flowers are delicate and delicate. Tang Ying bent down and got closer to smell a faint fragrance.

When Shen Zhiqi opened the door and came in, Tang Ying was leaning on the window sill, reading a book while basking in the sun.The book is "The Little Prince" that Shen Zhiqi brought from the study room before, and he said that reading this kind of fairy tale book doesn't bother his brain, and he can just take a rest.Tang Ying originally just flipped through it casually, but finally read it.

Fairy tales are written by grown-ups, and everyone can see what they want, which is very interesting.

"When did you get up?" Shen Zhiqi walked up to her, looked down at the book in her hand, and asked, "Why don't you go out? Are you hungry without breakfast?"

Tang Ying shook his head with a smile. Shen Zhiqi watched her very closely these two days. Although it wasn't annoying, he could avoid her and relax. Why not?But now that the person has come, this moment of leisure is over, she jumped down from the window sill, "I'm really hungry, what are we going to eat today?"

"...Congee." Shen Zhiqi spit out a word.

Tang Ying glanced at her and said nothing.When she sat down at the dining table and saw the porridge in the bowl, she took a sip and asked, "Did you cook it?"

For the past two days, Shen Zhiqi has been addicted to taking care of her, because the doctor said that the gastrointestinal function has not fully recovered, so she should eat lightly during this period, and she felt that there must be a lot of things in the food bought outside, so she decided to do it herself. Tang Ying cooks porridge and soup.

However, when a novice chef is on the road, there are always frequent situations.Shen Zhiqi has experienced "too much water, all thrown out and the floor is all over", "too little water, and it turned into porridge", "too long to cook and the pot was dry", "to put sashimi and boil it out The porridge has a fishy smell", "The rice porridge is rotten and the beans can't be chewed"... After a series of questions, I can only pretend that nothing happened and leave the kitchen to the professionals do it.

Fortunately, there was no trough beforehand. The difficulty of this matter was blatant in front of Tang Ying, and it would not be embarrassing.But Tang Ying knew that she did not give up trying.

But if she didn't say anything, Tang Ying pretended not to know.

Whether it is bought outside or made by a chef, the porridge tastes quite good, thick and smooth, moderately salty, and melts in your mouth.But today's bowl of porridge is obviously clearer and blander, and there is no salt added.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing that she tasted it after taking a bite, Shen Zhiqi immediately asked quite self-aware.

Tang Ying shook his head, "It's not bad, but it's short of salt."

She knew Shen Zhiqi's temper well, and knew that she would not believe it if she just said yes, but adding a shortcoming or suggestion would make the previous evaluation more sincere, and she would accept it easily.

Sure enough, Shen Zhiqi was embarrassed for a moment, but quickly gained wisdom and said, "There is no salt in the porridge on purpose, I prepared kimchi."

The kimchi was also homemade by Shen Zhiqi.This is much simpler, because you don’t need to start a fire, you just need to follow the steps in the recipe, wash and cut all kinds of vegetables, and add ingredients to marinate.No downsides other than being slightly heavier on salt.

Just used to complement this porridge that forgot to put salt.

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Tang Ying drank very light porridge with very salty kimchi. After a meal, she felt as if her stomach was full of water. She couldn't help but solemnly bring up the topic that she had talked about many times with Shen Zhiqi. "Actually, I think I'm fine."

In order to prove that what she said was true, she also stood up and made two gestures to show her vigorous posture.

Shen Zhiqi immediately became vigilant, "If you want to continue working, there is no way!"

"If we don't work, can we have something other than porridge?" Tang Ying sat down opposite her and looked at her with sincere and expectant eyes.

Shen Zhiqi, who has been obsessed with porridge cooking skills for a while and has nothing but porridge in his recipes, realized later that even if he is a patient—or because he is a patient, he cannot bear to eat like this all the time.

When Tang Ying just came back from the hospital, her face looked pale and she didn't have much strength in her body, so even though she repeatedly emphasized that she was cured, Shen Zhiqi regarded it as being brave and directly suppressed her forcefully.

But after two days of raising her, her complexion has improved a lot, so she shouldn't need to be so cautious anymore.

Thinking of this, she met Shang Tang Ying's gaze, but she didn't nod directly, but turned a corner, "You kiss me and I promise you."

Tang Ying was not shy about this matter. Hearing this, she immediately stood up on tiptoe with her hands on the table, leaned over and pecked her on the lips.When she was about to retreat, she was held down by Shen Zhiqi, which deepened the kiss.

The two kissed for more than ten seconds in a very awkward position across a dining table, until someone's hand touched the tableware that hadn't been put away, and the sound of the collision woke them up, and then they separated abruptly.

After looking at each other for a while, Shen Zhiqi pretended to be calm and said, "It's time to eat noodles tonight."

"I want to eat something without soup." Tang Ying protested solemnly.

Shen Zhiqi took a step back, "Noodles."

"……you win."

But whether it's soup noodles or mixed noodles, it's the same for Shen Zhiqi - he can't cook.

After spending an afternoon doing nothing, at four o'clock, the sun was still shining brightly outside, Shen Zhiqi planned to go to the kitchen first.She had already failed the first few times to gain experience, so she had to start early.

Considering that it is too difficult to knead the dough for ramen by yourself, it is impossible to master this skill in a short time, so the noodles are dried noodles bought from the supermarket.Shen Zhiqi just took out the noodles from the cabinet, and when he turned around, he saw Tang Ying standing at the door of the kitchen.

She stretched out her hand to pull him in, and asked with a smile, "Is there a sense of happiness that a virtuous wife is washing your hands and making soup for you?"

This kind of scene should be the most common in ordinary people, but it is basically invisible in the Shen family.Grandpa and grandma are old and have special people to take care of them.Parents are busy with their own business, overtime and business trips are commonplace, and it is not easy to get together for dinner, how can I spare time to do these things?

For Shen Zhiqi, it's normal to have housekeepers and cooks to take care of daily chores, and she usually does this herself.But now that Tang Ying is ill, that's a different situation.Taking care of each other personally, serving tea, pouring water, doing laundry and cooking, shows that you attach importance to the other party.

Tang Ying kissed her at the corner of her mouth, and pushed her to the stove, "Go ahead, I will continue to experience this sense of happiness by the side."

Shen Zhiqi chose a medium-sized soup pot, filled it with water and put it on the induction cooker, turned on the fire, turned on the range hood, and after the water boiled, she encountered the first problem, "How many noodles do you want?"

"I remember eating noodles on the mountain when I was a child. I cooked one-finger noodles, that is, the thickness of one finger." Tang Ying thought for a while and said.

Shen Zhiqi tried to swipe the "one finger" she said, and then said suspiciously, "Is it too little?"

"That's the amount of food I had when I was a child. Now that I'm grown up, it's just two fingers." Tang Ying immediately changed his words.

Shen Zhiqi squinted his eyes, always feeling that there was something wrong with this statement.But eventually she puts the Two Fingers in the pot, stirs them up, and asks, "How long will it cook?"

"Roll three times and you'll be able to pick it up."

"What is three rolls?"

"...I don't know." Tang Ying paused, "You can taste it while cooking it, as long as your heart softens."

"??? What does it have to do with a soft heart?" My heart has always been soft?Especially when facing you!

"...is the heart of noodles."

Shen Zhiqi was almost choked by her own saliva. After she coughed twice, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly realized what was wrong. She turned to look at Tang Ying, "So you don't know it either? The so-called experience is What have you heard and seen before?” But didn’t the egg fried rice cook well before?

While talking, she picked up her mobile phone to search, and soon learned the answer from the omniscient Baidu: the so-called rolling three rolls refers to boiling the dough after cooking, adding water until it does not boil, and repeating it twice , the noodles are ready to serve.

The noodles cooked in this way are evenly heated, non-sticky, non-gelatinized, and non-hard, and have a better taste.It is said that cooking dumplings is the same principle, especially quick-frozen dumplings.

It takes so much effort to cook a noodle, and the posture is raised_(:з」∠)_

The results are liars!After the noodles were boiled three times, Shen Zhiqi took a bite, it was still hard!

In the end, I can only use a stupid method, taste while cooking, and turn off the fire to fish out the noodles after confirming that the softness and hardness are moderate.Because neither of them has the ability to make marinated or fried sauce, so they poured the noodle sauce directly at the end, and it was considered a success.

While eating noodles, Shen Zhiqi suddenly remembered that Tang Ying hadn't answered the previous question, so he asked again, "You cook so well egg fried rice, I thought you were also good at cooking. It turns out that you really can't know everything. !"

Tang Ying put down the chopsticks in his hand, with a look of disappointment on his face, "I only know how to cook rice with eggs."

"why?"

"Because..." Someone likes it.