what is your vision

Zhou Yanchuan really likes the thick egg roast that he ate at Lu Yunchu's house last week. The saltiness is right and the eggs are tender and smooth.According to the other party, I learned it from online tutorials. It is not difficult to make, but I need to buy special pots and utensils.

After he returned to his apartment that day, he also ordered a special rectangular pan. As soon as the pan arrived two days ago, he followed the video operation with great interest.

As a result, the "thick egg roast" he made either could not be rolled at all, or the roll was messed up, and finally turned into a pot of scrambled eggs.

Zhou Yanchuan has helped the family with work since he was a child, let alone cooking.He really didn't want to admit that his cooking skills were inferior to the pampered Lu Yunchu.Now that he found out that the other party posted another dish that he had tried and failed several times, and it was still in perfect condition, he couldn't help but ask for advice.

After Lu Yunchu received his WeChat message, he immediately understood: 【You want to do it too? 】

Zhou Yanchuan replied honestly: [Well, actually I bought a pot, and followed the Internet to do it, but... all of them were not very successful. 】

[How about I teach you?At your house or at my house? 】

【Your home. 】

Zhou Yanchuan also had a selfish intention. He could see Sabina again when he went to Lu Yunchu's side. He didn't know where Lu Yunchu was walking his dog, and he didn't see her once in the past few days.The little guy is cute and beautiful, I miss him so much.

[Then you come. 】

The opposite door was still ajar, and after Zhou Yanchuan pushed it open, it was still Sabina trotting over to meet him.

"You're here again, little guy." He closed the door and licked the dog first.

Seeing Zhou Yanchuan in casual clothes again, Lu Yunchu thought of the words he heard in the garage of the mall yesterday afternoon, and was slightly concerned, but the relationship between the two of them was not that familiar yet, so it was hard to ask too many questions.

Zhou Yanchuan squatted at the door, having fun with Sabina.Lu Yunchu was not in a hurry to teach cooking, and called one person and one dog over: "Let's sit down for a while."

"Oh thank you." The sofa in the living room is not big, with a simple shape, a wooden structure, and a thin layer of leather on the surface. It is hard to sit on, but Zhou Yanchuan thinks it is just right.He prefers a harder sofa, but he doesn't like all-wood materials. There is no such satisfactory one on the market.After Lu Yunchu came over with tea, he asked casually, "Where did you buy this sofa? It's very comfortable."

"Made to order online."

"Made to order...that's not bad." Zhou Yanchuan lowered his head and looked around.

"Well," Lu Yunchu said, "Actually, this sofa has another shape."

"What shape? A sofa bed?"

Lu Yunchu sat down next to him, and said seriously: "The coffin." (*)

"What did you say?" Zhou Yanchuan was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, suspecting that he had heard wrong, how could this be possible.

"Just turn the bottom up." Seeing his blank face, Lu Yunchu patiently explained, "Then cover the back panel. Do you want to experience it? It's very good to rest and soundproof inside."

"No, no, no... no need," Zhou Yanchuan rebuffed, carefully observing the external structure of the sofa, there are indeed two more movable long boards, which can be imagined to be assembled into a coffin, "you make a coffin... cos A vampire?"

Lu Yunchu didn't have any special purpose, he only bought it when he thought it was new and interesting, but in fact the other form was rarely used.

"Why am I cosplaying that thing? I'm not a secondary."

This is indeed not the second year of secondary school, it is a bubble in the head.Zhou Yanchuan felt lingering fear.

"Mr. Lu," he suggested, "shall we make egg rolls?" He is not used to calling Japanese dishes by their names, and he thinks "egg rolls" are more grounded.

"Alright," Lu Yunchu immediately stood up, "Wash your hands and come here."

The apartment is small, and the kitchen is open, facing the living room.Zhou Yanchuan didn’t look carefully the last time he came here, but when he entered the kitchen today, he found that he had stored a lot of ingredients, not only seasonings, but there was also a small iron shelf next to the refrigerator to store all kinds of food that didn’t need to be refrigerated. Order, but not disorderly.

"My..." Zhou Yanchuan recalled the earlier misunderstanding, and smiled shyly, "I never thought you could cook."

"Is that so?" Lu Yunchu cracked a few eggs and handed them to him to mix well. "Cooking and my profession already have something in common."

He knows how to cook not because of self-care ability or pursuit of independence, but because of his inner interest, just like he liked to draw and knead clay since he was a child.The family has always invited aunts. When he was young, Lu Changming and Wu Lan did not allow him to enter the kitchen; they could only secretly ask aunts to teach him when his parents were not at home.After living by himself, his culinary skills improved even faster.

But Zhou Yanchuan didn't understand his interest: "Huh?"

“Uncooked ingredients are like unprocessed wood, stone, or whatever,” he says slowly, “in raw, natural, and possibly unremarkable form.

"After a series of treatments and cooking, it's like rebirth from the ashes, and it's born in a new form. Isn't it interesting?"

"Uh... yes." Zhou Yanchuan looked at the beaten egg liquid in the bowl with mixed emotions, and then at the small flames that had already appeared on the stove.

It's fine to be reborn, but the fire is real.

Except for condiments and milk, there are no other ingredients in today's egg liquid. Lu Yunchu brushed a layer of oil on the bottom of the pot and asked at the same time, "What effect did you make?"

Zhou Yanchuan briefly recounted the problems he encountered.

"Maybe the oil is not evenly brushed, or the fire is not low enough," Lu Yunchu said while pouring the egg liquid. "The fire you use may not be the same. After watching the video, you have to explore to find the most suitable heat. Small fire, the surface is not full. Roll when dry.

"You come to this floor." After the first floor was formed, Lu Yunchu handed the shovel to Zhou Yanchuan.

"……it is good."

Zhou Yanchuan found that this kind of fine cooking was much different from his usual cooking style, so it's no wonder he couldn't master it well.With a trembling right hand, he carefully picked out the layer of half-baked eggs, but only the side on the right was uncovered obediently, and the other side seemed to be still half stuck to the pot.

"It's okay, just be careful when you roll it, otherwise it will be easier to break." While explaining, Lu Yunchu held the handle of the shovel held by Zhou Yanchuan with one hand, just covering the tiger's mouth with the opponent's right hand.

Zhou Yanchuan didn't respond, but Lu Yunchu realized something was wrong the moment his skin touched.

Normally men and women do not give or receive each other, but for Lu Yunchu who had awakened his sexuality earlier, contact with men is more about avoiding suspicion. Of course, it is on the premise of breaking the normal psychological distance. For example, now, because of his unconscious actions, the two of them With his right hand close together, Zhou Yanchuan's chin was almost resting on his shoulder, in an intimate and ambiguous posture.He felt an invisible pressure.

How come so close.

"Hey, it's alright." Lu Yunchu held the opponent's hand with almost no force, and it was Zhou Yanchuan who rolled up the egg skin himself and exclaimed.

He let go of his hand and stood back a little.After all, Zhou Yanchuan was a straight man, so he didn't feel awkward at all, and was happy to make the first roll.

"Well, it's good," Lu Yunchu took the small shovel, "I'll come to the lower floor." As the cooking work continued, the boredom that had accumulated in his heart gradually dissipated.