Did the celebrity fall today? [Entertainment]

"You are right." Jin Hong said, and he started another way:

"I have one more thing to tell you when I come to your house today. The two of us have been neighbors since today."

"You moved in next door?" Zhuang Jing was a little surprised.

Jin Hong nodded with a smile and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I haven't eaten yet." Zhuang Jing said.

Just before Jin Hong rang the doorbell, he was checking the takeaway app, such as claypot rice with sausage, wontons with fresh meat in chicken soup, and spicy hot pot.If Jin Hong hadn't come over, maybe he would have eaten it by now.

Jin Hong said, "Do you cook by yourself at night?"

Zhuang Jing blushed: "I don't know how to cook, I usually order takeaway."

"Then come to my house to eat. I just moved today, and according to the old rules, I have to ask someone to warm the house. But I don't have any friends who can warm the house."

When Jin Hong said this, he was joking, but he looked out of the window again, which made Zhuang Jingpin smile a little bit sadly.

Maybe the big boss of Dingtai Media has a wide network of contacts, but they are all acquaintances, and he doesn't even have a true friend.Otherwise, it wouldn't be reduced to the point of inviting such a small character like him to eat at home.

"As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. We will definitely help each other in the future. Don't treat me as your boss, let's have dinner together as friends."

Jin Hong said: "Tonight I will make hot and sour lotus root slices, cumin lamb, roasted pork belly, and yam pork rib soup. The lamb, pork belly, and ribs are all specially bought from the market. They are very fresh. The soup has been boiled for three days. In an hour, even the bones are crisp."

These words are simply the ravings of the devil. Zhuang Jing was already a little hungry, but now his empty stomach was bouncing back and forth beside his rationality, shouting: Go, go, go~~~~~

Well, Jin Hong is the boss after all, and he was sincerely invited, so it would be too unreasonable for him to refuse.

Hey, he is a reborn person. He has sung in front of the Empress Dowager, and held meetings at various warlords' houses. There is no reason to hesitate to have a meal.

"Then I will interrupt." Zhuang Jing said.

"Wear more clothes when you go out. Although my house has underfloor heating, it's still cold in the yard." Jin Hong instructed.

Of course, it was impossible for Zhuang Jing to wear pajamas to someone else's house, so he immediately went to the bedroom and changed into more formal clothes.

After following Jin Hong to the door, Zhuang Jing suddenly felt that he would live next to the chairman of the company from now on.

Jin Hong opened the door with his fingerprints and led Zhuang Jing in.

It is indeed a neat courtyard. The first courtyard is a classical garden style, with goldfish ponds, loquat trees, winding corridors, and peonies, roses, and peonies planted in celadon pots.

The second entrance courtyard is more simple, with potted plants in the corners, and a shallow pool covered with gray round stones in the center. Stepping on the white stones in the middle leads to the semi-open corridor outside the main house. There are many birdcages hanging under the gray eaves.

Zhuang Jing took a look, there were thrushes, larks, parrots, mynahs, and indigo-chins.The appearance of the birds is excellent, and although the cages are different, they are all exquisitely crafted.

"Jin Dong also likes birds? There are not many people who raise birds so meticulously now." Zhuang Jing stood under the cage and looked carefully. Although he had never raised birds himself, Zai Hong could play with everything, and he became a half-expert by his ears and eyes. .

"The interest I had when I was a child has become a habit now." Jin Hong naturally put his finger into the cage and teased a good-looking white-eyed thrush inside.

The hill mynah standing on the pole was excited when he saw the man, flapped his wings twice, and sang loudly: "The owner has brought the yellow pussy horse—"

Authentic old Tan singing, desolate and impassioned, well-organized, Zhuang Jing couldn't help but look at this mynah, he is really a bird with only culture.

Seeing Zhuang Jing staring at him, Mynah became excited, opened her mouth, this time replaced it with a sweet, crisp, bright and somewhat playful running board: "The moon is shining brightly in the sky, and I asked Jun Ye where are you?" Have a home?"

Zhuang Jing: Talk about what it feels like to hear your own voice from a bird's beak.

It is not easy for a little mynah to learn to sing opera, and it is not easy to sing so standard. It needs to listen to the recording many times for the bird and review it from time to time.It seems that Jin Hong is really not talking big when he said that he is his fan.

Jin Hong originally accompanied Zhuang Jing to tease birds with great interest, but now he always felt that his thoughts were being exposed in front of him.He coughed softly, and knocked on Mynah's cage: "This guy is crazy. Come in."

Jin Hong bent down and put the slippers in front of Zhuang Jing's feet. The living room of his house was very large. As soon as the door was opened, the aroma of yam pork rib soup came to his nostrils.

Jin Hong walked to the kitchen and said, "The lotus root slices are mixed, and the pork belly is in the oven. Now we just need to wait for the mutton to cook."

Zhuang Jing originally thought that there must be someone in Jin Hong's family to help cook, but he didn't expect that he was cooking by himself, and it was not easy to sit outside, so he asked, "Can I help?"

Jin Hong was rolling up his sleeves, his strong forearms were exposed, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Can you help cook?"

Zhuang Jing hesitated for a moment, and said honestly, "...No."

Jin Hong knew it well: "You come in and take a look, I'll send you a task later." The natural tone made Zhuang Jing think that he and Jin Hong had known each other for a long time.

Zhuang Jing entered the kitchen with curiosity, observing Jin Hong's actions, and seeing what he could do to help.

Jin Hong first turned on the oven, set the heat up and down to 180 degrees, and heated the pork belly that had been roasted.Then turn off the stewing pot that is gurgling and emitting white gas, and use an insulating towel to slightly uncover the lid.Finally, she put on a gray kitchen apron and stood in front of the stove.

He turned around and saw that Zhuang Jing didn't know what to do, and said, "Help me scoop the soup into a bowl. The steam is hot, be careful."

Zhuang Jing was willing to do something, so he walked to the cooking counter with a sound.

Like Jin Hong, he lifted the lid of the stewing pot with a heat-proof towel, and scooped the pork rib soup into two white porcelain bowls with a spoon. He divided it carefully and ensured that there were two ribs in each bowl. A piece of corn, and the same amount of yam.

Seeing that the pot was hot, Jin Hong poured the chopped green onion and sliced ​​garlic into the pot and sautéed until fragrant. When the pot was steaming, he put the mutton in. When the cold meat came into contact with the hot oil, the sound of "Zi la la" immediately sounded. .

Zhuang Jing couldn't help turning his head, only to see Jin Hong shaking the handle of the pot, the muscles of his forearm tensed slightly, and the meat in the pot writhed in a beautiful arc.I don't know what technique he used, the pot suddenly burst into flames more than half a foot high.

Zhuang Jing let out a soft cry, and was about to rush up to put out the fire, but Jin Hong said, "It's the hook fire, it's all right."

Sure enough, the fire had already gone down, and Jin Hong continued to stir-fry without changing the color of the meat. He didn't sprinkle cumin until the meat changed color, and prepared to take the meat out of the pot.

At this time, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside, like some small animal with its four paws tumbling on the ground, and with a "meow", the black cat rushed into the kitchen from some corner, and rushed towards Jin Hong. In the past, he climbed up excitedly by climbing his legs.

During the rock climbing process, the cat's claws loosened the strap of the apron, but the black cat had already squatted on Jin Hong's shoulders, its round eyes staring at the mutton excitedly, looking eager to try.

Zhuang Jing reacted quickly, and immediately rushed to Jin Hong's side, pinched the back of the black cat's neck with his left hand, and grabbed the belt on Jin Hong's back with his right hand.

The tie drew out the perfect curve of Jin Hong's waist, Zhuang Jing sensed something was wrong, and it was not the right time to let go.

"Meow~" the black cat let out an aggrieved cry in Zhuang Jing's hand.

Jin Hong's abdomen was strangled, and his mind was on his back.Zhuang Jing was very close to him, so close that he could hear his breath. Even though the thread was wrapped around his waist, he could feel the cool fingertips on the other end of the thread.

The steam was steaming, and it was all taken into the abdomen by the top range hood.Jin Hong remained calm on the surface, still holding the iron pot firmly with his left hand, and shoveled all the mutton into the plate.

He turned around and took the black cat off his shoulders.

Zhuang Jing regretted that he had acted impulsively on the spur of the moment, and he had let go of the big boss for a plate of meat. At this time, he had already let go, his ears were a little red, and he had nothing to say: "This cat is so black, no, this cat is nutritious That's great, you've taken care of me so well."

"His name is Zhima." Jin Hong introduced.

Sesame jumped out of Jin Hong's arms, circled around Zhuang Jing twice, and suddenly lay down in the posture of touching porcelain, revealing her belly.

Zhuang Jing knelt down and scratched the black cat's chin, and he immediately purred loudly.

"Sesame likes you." Jin Hong said.

After the dishes were served, the two sat down, with sesame seeds lying between their feet, with their front paws touching Jin Hong and their back feet touching Zhuang Jing.

Jin Hong's cooking skills are very good, not to mention the taste, but the appearance is no different from that in a big restaurant.

"Try to see if it tastes better than takeaway," Jin Hong said.

Zhuang Jing stretched his chopsticks to pick up the lotus root slices, it was really crispy and appetizing, hot and sour and juicy; he also tried the grilled pork belly sprinkled with white sesame seeds, the burnt and crispy taste spread in the mouth, a little bit of oil was not greasy, but very fragrant .

"Try this dish full of sesame seeds." Seeing that Zhuang Jing was eating happily, Jin Hong was also very satisfied, and gave Zhuang Jing a big chopstick full of mutton.

Zhuang Jing took a bite with the rice. The mutton was tender and delicious without any smell, but it was stimulated by spices and open flames to have more layers of texture, making people want to eat their tongues together. It can be called a meal Artifact.

It has been a long time since I had such a delicious meal. Zhuang Jing was so moved that he even made three bowls. Jin Hong was a little scared and asked him to eat less to avoid food accumulation.

Zhuang Jing really wanted to say that I used to eat three big lion heads and a bowl of rice before going on stage.

The two chatted while eating, and Zhuang Jing felt that Jin Hong was kind, and he spoke like an old acquaintance, without embarrassment and silence, and the distance between the two of them became much closer after a meal.

After dinner, Jin Hong sent Zhuang Jing out of the house and asked him, "Are you going to the company to take an acting class tomorrow morning?"

Zhuang Jing didn't wonder how Jin Hong knew about it, after all, the whole company belonged to him.

"Yes, my acting skills still need to be improved systematically."

"Tomorrow I'm going to the company too, and I can take you there with me," Jin Hong said.