Alternative Rival

The green vegetables are neatly placed on the plate, the ends are cut off, and the seasoned meat paste is stuffed in the middle. The hand holding the kitchen knife is clean and white, and the sound of cutting vegetables is so tight that laymen can hear It's not an amateur level. Scallions, shredded ginger, and red peppers are gently lifted by the blade, and thrown into the pot neatly, with a crackling sound of oil.

Their stomachs growled in unison.

Ming Yu said: "The dim sum in the steamer should be cooked, you take it out first to pad your stomachs."

Zhao Qingge wanted to be polite, but Bo Jue hurriedly said: "Then we won't be polite." After finishing speaking, he didn't care about the steamer, lifted the lid of the steamer, took it out, and put it on the empty seat next to the Dali cooking table. After steaming, the whole body exudes hot white air, each of them looks like a sleepy child.

The shapes of each animal are different, including tigers, rabbits, cats, dogs, and monkeys. What is amazing is that the facial features of each animal are different. The edible vermilion pigment adds to the naivety.

The white snack is soft in the mouth, and the taste is expanded several times in the mouth. It seems to have melted before chewing. Only the special aroma remains between the lips and teeth. Bo Jue and the two completely forgot to be reserved. You eat one by one. Woke up, and when I realized it, there were actually only three little mice with red lips left in the steamer.

Silently covered it, ready to put it back.

Ming Yu finished loading the plates and was pouring the juice. Seeing the movements of the two of them, she said, "Eat it all, it's for you guys."

The two shook their heads together, it's fine to eat so much, and it's too much to eat the last few made by others. If I remember correctly, Ming Yu didn't have dinner, she came here with them because she was hungry, Tangtang Not only did the lieutenant general work hard, he couldn't even eat hot food. If he could go back, he would be beaten to death by the marshal.

Putting the steamer back and continuing to warm it, Bo Jue ate half full and had nothing to do. While standing by the side watching her cook, she started chatting when she had nothing to say.

"Lieutenant General, you are so good at cooking, how did you come up with the idea to practice this?" Bo Jue asked. According to her common sense, Tianxiu people pursued the ultimate in force, and the rest became secondary, especially Under the excellent conditions of the public canteen, few Tianxiu people know how to cook by themselves. At most, they get busy and order ready-to-eat food, let alone this kind of chef who can only be seen on his planet's gourmet show. art.

"Because my benefactor is picky eater." Mingyu said without raising her head, her eyelids were drooping because she was concentrating on what she was doing, and the dim light made it harder for people to see her eyes clearly.In all fairness, her facial features are definitely not so beautiful that people will hold their breath at first glance, but after a long time, you can feel the tranquility and eternity full of time, like old wine, singing old songs Song.Although the faces of Tianxiu people will not age, nothing can erase the traces of time.

Bo Jue instinctively felt that maybe she shouldn't bring up this topic. This should be regarded as a sad thing for others, after all, she can't go back now.

The inexplicable cold scene began.

"The main reason is that I like cooking very much. Do you want to learn? Make it for Zhao Qingge?"

The original embarrassment was swept away, even if Bo Jue didn't want to learn cooking, she quickly answered: "Yes, I want to learn, do you have any skills?" Anyway, Ming Yu would not be so idle teaching her to cook.

"Okay, I'll take an hour a day to teach you."

"What—" Bo Jue almost bit her own tongue, "OK."

"What time of day?"

"Yes!"

Zhao Qingge stabbed her waist with his hand from behind, as if making fun of her for lifting a rock and hitting his own foot, and communicated with his heart: "I want to eat the animal snacks I ate today."

Bo Jue: "..."

"And I don't know the name of this dish that looks very tender. You can make one tomorrow."

Bo Jue: "..."

With an idea, Bo Jue pulled her hand behind her, and directly pulled the woman who had already ordered the meal to the front, and Mingyu sent it in front of her, saying: "Lieutenant General, I forgot to tell you, Zhao Qingge also really wants to learn Cooking, I really want to learn! I always complain that I have no place to use my good knife skills!"

Zhao Qingge struggled twice, but he couldn't break away from Bo Jue's hand.It was agreed that the blessings will be shared, but is it difficult for her to carry it alone?The most I can bear is to cut some chopped green onion for the dumplings, and thinking about it every day in front of the oily smoke feels like the end of the world.

Before she could seriously clarify, Ming Yu had already refused: "She can't do it, I have to teach her other things. From today on, she has to follow me except for the rest time at night."

Bo Jue was stunned, this time it's a good time, it's okay to just snatch someone from her side?

"As her owner, I have the right to know what she is doing with you?"

"This is not modern, and this set of laws does not apply. I will not force her to keep it secret. When she comes back tomorrow night, she will say that you will know." Ming Yu said, "Go wash your hands and eat."

During the meal, Bo Jue kept thinking about what Mingyu said just now, and she had no appetite. After thinking about it, her mind suddenly turned around, and Fuzhi said in her heart, "Is it about going back? We have already made plans to stay together. This Don’t hide it from me anymore. She will definitely tell me, why not tell us two, three cobblers, maybe we can come up with a better way.”

Ming Yu looked at Zhao Qingge, Zhao Qingge nodded.

She shook her head and chuckled: "I really can't help but envy you all for being able to live and die together."

Bo Jue felt that something was wrong, and said: "This is not called living together and dying together, it is called advancing together and retreating together. Or..." She suddenly raised her eyes and said, "How old are you this year?"

Mingyu answered very quickly: "This year is exactly [-] years, which has exceeded the average life expectancy of modern Tianxiu people by one year. In other words, I will die at any time, and when the parts in my body age, I will leave completely."

"No," Bo Jue said incoherently, "but the marshal also said that he would come back to see you ten years later, in case she came and you were gone, no, she could have come a few years earlier so that she could see you too. But you did not see her a few years ago, does this mean that she will not come back to find her in the future..."

Zhao Qingge stepped heavily on Bo Jue's foot under the table.

"...You." Bo Jue looked at Ming Yu cautiously, and filled in the last word, looking at her with a little pity.

Mingyu first looked at Zhao Qingge: "You are stepping on my foot." Then she said to Bo Jue, "If time is only two-dimensional, it will be flat instead of branched, and there are countless directions, which means This means that we can make an infinite number of choices at the same time.①”

She doesn't seem to be sad, even if she is facing death in the next moment, she understates it: "One of the choices is always right②, so we will meet one day."

Bo Jue: "Huh?"

Zhao Qingge was silent for a while, and said: "I understand. If I can see her before the end of my life, I will tell her what you said, and I believe she will understand, but that you are not this you after all, no matter what You won't be able to see her again."

"That me, and this me, are both me, what's the difference? We will be together."

"It's always going to be a pity."

"Really? I'm not sorry."

"Those people frozen in Jinghu Lake in Houshan?"

"It has nothing to do with this matter."

"why?"

"No comment at the moment."

"We dug up one of them."

"Are you still alive?"

"Alive, already awake."

"Which one is it?"

"The name is Jian Shiming."

Bo Jue looked at Zhao Qingge for a while, and Ming Yu for a while, but she couldn't understand what she was talking about: "Ah?"

Zhao Qingge picked up a chopstick dish for her, and said, "I'll explain it to you in detail when I get back, eat quickly."

Bo Jue knocked on his chopsticks in dissatisfaction, and said, "The Lieutenant General just said that he wanted to talk about something serious, and he told us two people to listen to it, but he started playing riddles while he was talking, can you tell me something I can understand?"

Mingyu said: "She has already guessed what I want to say. At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, Zhao Qingge will come to my room to find me. I'm full, you guys wash the dishes."

She stood up neatly, nodded to the two of them, and said goodbye.

Bo Jue said angrily, "You wash the dishes!"

Zhao Qingge smiled and raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I'll do the washing. If you cook in the future, can I wash the dishes?"

"Beautiful idea! I won't do it when General Ming won't eat with us!"

"I'm looking forward to your cooking skills."

Bo Jue snorted with a half-smile: "I'm looking forward to the riddle you played just now, if you can't explain it in a while, don't go to my bed at night."

Zhao Qingge held her face in a good-tempered manner, and said, "Okay, okay, I will explain it clearly to you word by word, taking care of my cat's touching IQ."

Bo Jue patted the table: "There must be something between you that I don't know about! Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to understand a word, and my IQ is fine!"

"All right, all right, you're right, wash the dishes quickly, it's almost ten o'clock, and it will be eleven o'clock when you go back."

Bo Jue rolled up her sleeves, muttered while picking up the bowls and chopsticks, put them in clear water, poured detergent on them, and didn't remember until halfway through washing, and suddenly turned her head, Zhao Qingge was snickering.

"Didn't you agree to wash the dishes?"

Zhao Qingge shrugged and said innocently: "I think you cleaned it up very consciously, so I didn't stop you."

Bo Jue scooped up the clear water with his hand, and poured a handful of water on Zhao Qingge's face.

Zhao Qingge didn't dodge, let her pour water all over his face, then raised his sleeve and wiped it, "I just want to tease you, I'll wash it, you hurry up and wash your hands clean."

Bo Jue glared at her with a puffy face: "I'm almost done washing, why are you making trouble, go away, go away, and wait."