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Lu Xiangyang spoke too early.

It was only when he opened the refrigerator that he realized that there were not many ingredients left in the store, not even a piece of fresh meat.

Boss Lu glanced carefully, and instinctively made up the recipe in his mind.

Cooking is really a matter of craftsmanship.People who don't know how to cook can't produce good things even if they have delicacies from mountains and seas in front of them.For someone like Lu Xiangyang who has been a cook since childhood, a handful of small green vegetables can also be fried with an excellent taste.

He leaned on the refrigerator door and shouted at Zhou Xi: "Fried rice?"

Zhou Xi sat very upright on the small dining table, nodding to him like a kindergartener: "Eat."

He is really hungry.Hearing the word "rice", my stomach growled.

Zhou Xi's original plan was to come over in the morning and drive away quietly, and then go to a tea restaurant in the city center to have a creamy toast.There is a coffee shop opposite the tea restaurant, and the environment is relatively quiet, so I can work there.

Unexpectedly, he was detained by boss Lu until now by accident, and he even missed breakfast.

"Then I'll cook. Is there anything you don't want to eat?" Lu Xiangyang is indeed a speed player. With just one sentence, he was seen washing rice. Zhou Xi didn't even see where he got it from. out of the rice.

"No." Zhou Xi put on a sincere look, "I think, with Boss Lu's craftsmanship, everything is delicious."

Lu Xiangyang made an unnecessary gesture to him: "Just wait. The tea is ready, it's at the side, pour it yourself."

Some people's tenderness seems to be innate and insurmountable.They never make trouble for others, and they never make things difficult for others.In the crowded crowds of the world of mortals, they restrained themselves according to the rules, while walking quietly, while carefully leaving room for the people who ran around to collide.

The gentle light that emanates from them makes anyone who gets close to them feel very comfortable.

Like Zhou Xi for example.

Zhou Xi poured two cups of tea.He pushed another cup from the edge of the workbench towards Lu Xiangyang: "Here. Be careful of getting hot."

"Hey." Boss Lu wiped his hands, took the glass and sighed, "You know that little girl Xiaohua—the little girl from yesterday. When I first came here, I asked her to pour a glass of water. I really just poured myself a glass..."

The hot water vapor steamed onto Zhou Xi's glasses, forming a small circular white mist.He took a sip from the cup: "You're still young, just learn."

Lu Xiangyang shook his head: "That's not what I mean. I'm not saying Xiao Hua is bad..."

Zhou Xi put down the cup.The fog on the lens gradually receded, revealing his clean eyes, he smiled and said, "I know."

"People are different, like you... um."

Lu Xiangyang was halfway through the speech and suddenly realized something and quickly stopped, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

How could I talk to him in this kind of homely range? The two haven't known each other for long.

But some things are very subtle, like floating dust, which come without a trace, but can leave something quietly.

"You can go to work first." Lu Xiangyang took off the rubber band on his wrist, and tied the small knot on the back of his head, "It will take a while for the rice to be cooked. I have to take the time to make today's order first. The Wifi password is in ..."

"It's posted on the table, I saw it." Zhou Xi took his words, and after watching the rare picture of "a big man skillfully braiding his hair", he tapped his finger and turned on the computer, "You are busy."

Lu Xiangyang's little hook was always tied very casually, and he tied it up just by grabbing it based on his feeling.Most people look sloppy with pigtails, but Lu Xiangyang doesn't.

His brows and eyes were gentle, but he was a little more relaxed.

If you have a good foundation, you can do whatever you want.

In just half an hour of cooking the rice, Lu Xiangyang's work status was in full swing. At Zhou Xi's age, it was the first time that he discovered that the skill of cracking eggs with one hand could be used so handsomely.

Lu Xiangyang's hand gestures are very beautiful, and he can retract and release freely.The egg yolk flew out of his hand almost like a magic trick, and landed in the eggbeater intact.

Boss Lu smashed the egg, and he fully knocked out the level of a variety show.

"Excellent." Zhou Xi couldn't help but praise.

That's right, Zhou Xi, who has been holding the computer all the time, is also a curious audience of the Sunflower Sunshine Kitchen project at this time, and he is not working at all.

"Want to learn?" Lu Xiangyang raised his head and smiled, "After you've learned it, take a little girl back."

The sunlight just came in through the window sill behind Zhou Xi, tracing the fluffy texture of the thin wool sweater on his body.

Zhou Xi looked at him seriously: "I don't flirt with little girls."

But Lu Xiangyang didn't hear it, his voice was drowned in the electric egg beater that Boss Lu turned on.

To Zhou Xi, the sound of cracking eggs was a pleasant tune.

When Aunt Xu made him breakfast when he was a child, he had to crack two eggs, which sizzled in the frying pan.

This sound made him get up from the bed immediately, stepping on his slippers, and went sleepily to look at the yellow egg in the middle of the pot, which was warm, like a miniature sun.

In fact, Zhou Xi couldn't see the specific shape clearly, he could only see the golden color blocks, and the same blurred jumping blue flames as under the frying pan.

It was, to him, the strongest color in the kitchen, proof that he could still see.

This bite of fried egg used to be the spiritual pillar to maintain his daily life. It could warm his stomach to his heart and let him know that in this invisible world, there are still people who are willing to stay with him every step of the way.

This person is Aunt Xu.

It's just that many years have passed.

Since he went to study abroad, he has been busy with his studies, and he has to deal with bread, milk, salad and fast food every day, as long as he can eat enough.He also tried frying eggs, but he couldn't taste Aunt Xu's taste.

He has not eaten a decent home-cooked meal for many years.

Although Aunt Xu kept telling him, people will always find a place to go.But when the little boy grew up day by day, Zhou Xi still understood prematurely that he was different from other children.

He has no home.

He silently accepted this fact, no one mentioned it, and no one complained.

In the past two years, the most profound taste Zhou Xi remembered was the egg yolk pastry that Aunt Xu had sent him all the way.There is an oven in the house where he lives abroad. Put it in and heat it up a little. The rich milk flavor is wrapped in the sweetness of red beans and blended with the salty aroma of egg yolk. At that moment, the aroma overflows, and the whole room quickly heat up.

It snowed heavily outside the house, and Zhou Xi remembered it deeply.

The smell emanating from Sunflower Studio was exactly the same as he remembered.

Lu Xiangyang was putting the cake batter into the mold, setting it up, and pushing it into the oven that was scheduled.At this time, the rice cooker dripped happily, and a strong rice fragrance was faintly scattered in the room.

"The rice is ready." Lu Xiangyang happily took out a huge tropical fruit from the refrigerator, "This time, it just happens to wipe out the lesson of Comrade Huo Xiaohua spending money to buy it."

Zhou Xi saw this lesson clearly, it was an oversized pineapple.

"Isn't this a good buy?" Zhou Xi glanced at it, "Why did you buy a lesson?"

"Wait and you'll find out."

Boss Lu picked up his mobile phone to take a photo of Xiao Hua, and then sent her a voice message.

Sunflower moved forward one by one: Ask, what is this?

Xiaohua quickly sent a voice note, and Lu Xiangyang clicked on it directly.

Huo Xiaohua: Mr. Lu, please let me go, I really really know this is a pineapple!

Comes with a crying emoji.

Huo Xiaohua's emoticons are very ugly, ugly and cute, Lu Xiangyang can't understand why a beautiful girl like a flower is full of these weird sand sculptures in her phone.

Even Sister Qingqing's expression pack is cuter than hers.

But Sister Qingqing's inventory is even more amazing, and her emoticons are quite good.Once she accidentally sent a picture to Boss Lu by mistake. It was a banana with peeled banana peel, and the accompanying text was "Let's getnaked!"

Lu Xiangyang didn't know much about English, so he searched for a translator, which meant being honest and making friends.

Cultural people are amazing.

With the mentality of studying hard, Lu Xiangyang still has this picture of treating each other with sincerity with bananas.

"I made pineapple cakes in the store a few days ago, and I asked Xiaohua to help buy pineapples." Lu Xiangyang looked at the ugly crying emoji, and couldn't help laughing, "Hahahaha, then she bought this pineapple and came back !"

Zhou Xi's cognitive range was successfully surpassed, and he asked guiltyly: "What's the difference between a pineapple and a pineapple?"

Lu Xiangyang stopped smiling. He looked at Zhou Xi and felt that this year's students were really difficult to guide.

"Pineapple leaves are smooth with shallow eyes." Boss Lu patiently held up the pineapple to preach to Zhou Xi. For the taste, pineapple cake must be made with pineapple, and pineapple is not suitable."

"So we are eating pineapple fried rice today?" Zhou Xi stared at it for a long time, and finally corrected the point that he had successfully misrepresented.

"Oh yes, cooking." Lu Xiangyang suddenly remembered, "I'm so hungry, I didn't even eat in the morning."

Zhou Xi said smoothly, "Me too."

"Why don't you eat it?" Lu Xiangyang split the pineapple in half, without leaning to the center, and cut it beautifully.

Yellow meat with runny heart, standard ripe pineapple.

"..." Zhou Xi couldn't make it up, so he said calmly, "You go first."

"..." Lu Xiangyang recalled the terrible memories of the morning. Considering that the two of them hadn't eaten yet, he said with a long way to go, "Forget it, don't talk about it."

Boss Lu is very thoughtful about cooking.Instead of peeling and chopping the pineapple, he divided the belt and leaves in half, and then pulled out the meat in the middle, turning the pineapple into a natural container.

Zhou Xi watched him quickly chop diced pineapples, and the chopping board made the sound of falling knives in an orderly manner. Suddenly, there was a feeling of fireworks rising in this small room.

The fruity aroma that seemed to be absent penetrated into the tip of his nose, and Zhou Xi felt even hungrier.He sat very upright out of politeness, but he couldn't hide his keen sense of smell, and he could clearly smell the sour and sweet taste of pineapple.

Zhou Xi blurted out: "Is it delicious?"

Lu Xiangyang said without raising his head: "You can't eat pineapple on an empty stomach, it hurts your stomach."

Zhou Xi sat upright, still some distance away from the pineapple, but for some reason, he still had a subtle feeling of being seen through.

Although Sunflower's shop is small, Boss Lu is worthy of being a good man at home, and he manages it in an orderly manner. He even set up a small gas stove on the inside of the house, which is specially used for frying stuffing and cooking.

The pre-cut slices of honey sausage came out of the pot with a sizzling sound, and the heat surged up, and the whole room smelled of oily meat.

"Brother Xi, help me get some rice." Lu Xiangyang shouted, "Beside you."

The rice is in the rice cooker and has been drying for a while.The water vapor dissipated a lot, and the rice grains were distinct, plump and moist. Zhou Xi felt that he could eat three bowls of this rice alone.

"Did you cook too much?" Zhou Xi weighed it, it was quite heavy, and it was almost enough for four people, "I can't finish this."

Lu Xiangyang reached out to take it, put all the rice into the pot, and turned it over with a spatula.

The rice grains spread evenly on the bottom of the pot obediently.Boss Lu grabbed the edge of the pot and shook it forward vigorously. The rice grains were loosely and softly sandwiched with the food. He swept up along the arc of the pot, rolled a beautiful parabola high in mid-air, and then fell quickly.

Lu Xiangyang retracted his arms again, and took the fallen fried rice back to the heart of the pot firmly, without any falling out.

The movements were fluent and unrestrained, Zhou Xi was amazed.

Lu Xiangyang poured the diced pineapple into the pot, and then replied: "It's not for the two of us."

The sound of the range hood is very loud, and the wind wheel is whirring.Zhou Xi didn't sound very real, he took a step forward in the steaming warm white mist, and asked again: "You mean..."

Lu Xiangyang shook the pot in his hand, turned his face to Zhou Xi's direction, and said in a loud voice: "I also made two copies for the landlord Aunt Xu, and I delivered them to her at noon."

Zhou Xi heard clearly now, he took a breath suddenly: "Who?!"

The author says:

I ate a huge box of butterfly crisps today. ...and then succeeded in getting Ji Ji eating up.cry.