Sand sculpture heroes come out of youth

This kind of meal is as simple as 5 minutes-a meal that can be prepared in seven or eight minutes a little slower, and the technical content is basically zero.At most, cut sausages to test your knife skills, and always remind yourself not to stir-fry or stir-fry when scrambling eggs.

But the color and fragrance of the face is definitely very attractive.

The sausage is attractive red, the eggs are golden yellow, the noodles are jade white, and the soup is milky white. Before serving, put refreshing and crisp bean sprouts and sprinkle with a pinch of shallots, which makes your mouth water.

But Jin Cheng never thought that You Mu would let him watch so persistently, and repeatedly told him to watch him, just because he wanted him to learn how to cook for himself.

Not trying to show off your cooking skills.

Also, this kind of noodles that can be prepared in 5 minutes is nothing to show off.

Since he was young, no, from the age of six to now, only two people have cooked for him.To be precise, he only allowed these two people to cook for him, and the other was Jin Yu.

Jin Yu is his master and adoptive father. He is good at making porridge, all kinds of porridge. Tingzi porridge is the best, followed by vegetable porridge.

In his memory, he and Jin Yu had forgotten the New Year's Eve dinner for a few years, and it was the sound of firecrackers that reminded them of the New Year's Eve.Jin Yu had no choice but to cook porridge. The porridge used for the New Year’s Eve dinner had a few more ingredients than the usual porridge. Now as long as he closed his eyes, he could still smell the taste and texture of that bowl of porridge—it was sweet and delicious, crispy and soft. .

Except for cooking porridge, Jin Yu doesn't know any other home-cooked meals.So his skill of making convenience food is also passed down from Jin Yu.

It is true that Jin Yu is a high-profile master in the industry, but it cannot be denied that he is indeed a useless person in life.It is the "current waste" corresponding to "current charging".

With Jincheng's permission, Nomad cut all three steaks and one piece of chicken breast into small pieces. After putting down the knife and fork, he saw that Jincheng was still staring blankly, as if he was so sleepy that he could plunge his head into a soup bowl and sleep until he died.

You Mu put down the knife and fork, and asked, "Brother, have you not slept for a few days?"

Jin Cheng picked up a piece of sausage with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, his sleepy and blurred eyes immediately lit up, "I haven't had a few days, I just didn't sleep much. The sausage is delicious."

"Exclusive recipe, rose sausage, have you tasted the smell of rose?" Nomad turned his head to see Jin Cheng flipping over a piece of sausage he had cut up.

"Rose?" Jin Cheng turned his head to face Nomad, with both doubts and surprise in his eyes, "There is indeed a faint floral fragrance, is it real roses or roses from the small garden?"

"Of course it's the rose. My grandma thought the name 'rose sausage' was not cool, so she changed it to 'rose sausage'. Have you ever eaten flower cakes? It's the candied rose petals in the cakes. When making sausages, it's to remove the smell of meat. Candied rose petals are also added to the flavor.”

Jin Cheng held up the sliced ​​deformed sausage and looked at it for a long time, the light in his eyes and the expression on his face quickly merged into a novel and excited expression when inspiration burst out.

Nomad was chewing the crisp bean sprouts, and occasionally took a sip of soup. He didn't urge Jin Cheng to eat it quickly. He always felt that he was caught in some kind of emotion that he couldn't extricate himself from. little excitement.

Jin Cheng suddenly jumped off the high stool holding the sausage between his chopsticks, walked quickly to the long table to get a piece of white paper and a liner pen, then returned to the bar and sat down.

Before he started writing, he picked up the Nomad's steak fork and took a big mouthful of egg noodles.

"I ate all the steak and chicken, and I only ate noodles." Jin Cheng said before writing.

"Huh? Don't you eat so much roasted meat? I just... can't eat so much." Nomad protested while looking at a large plate of roasted meat.

"I can't eat anything left." Jin Cheng's voice was very low, working overtime and staying up late for four days made his voice sound hoarse and magnetic.

Instead of changing the chopsticks holding the sausage to his left hand, he held a pen in his left hand, drew the sausage on the chopsticks with a few smooth lines, and then quickly and carefully drew the texture of the meat and the looming bright red petals in the sausage small pieces.

These small things are squeezed together, subtly and imperceptibly combined into a pattern.

"Huh? Sausage?" Nomad stretched his head over to look, "Did you draw... sausage?"

"Well," Jin Cheng stopped writing without raising his head, and tilted his head slightly with a posture of lowering his head. The place where his eyes were parallel was Nomad's lips.

Nomad's lip peak is tall and deep among men, so he is not the popular thin lips among men, but a slightly sexy medium-thick lip shape; there is a shallow groove in the middle of the lower lip valley, which is like soup after being moistened by oil The noodles in the bowl are full of soup, moist and full.

Jin Cheng withdrew his eyes and looked down at the painting, but the painting was blurred in his eyes, and he asked, "...does it look like it?"

Nomad looked at the sausage on Jincheng's chopsticks and then at the painting, "It's kind of like it, but it's kind of not like it, um... ah! It's kind of like an abstract rose!"

With a hook of Jin Cheng's lips, he finally stuffed the sausage on the chopsticks into his mouth, and took another big mouthful of noodles that were full of soup.

He asked, "Do you know what kind of rose is used to make sausages?"

"I don't know," so You Mu called Grandma You directly, "Grandma, what kind of rose is in our sausage?"

Grandma You said: "Sausage? What's the matter? Did you eat worms? When you picked them, you asked your grandpa to wear reading glasses. You can say that you have no flowers if you succeed! It's okay to eat some worms, and those worms also grew up eating flowers. How fragrant it may be."

Nomad said speechlessly: "There are no bugs, I just want to ask what is the name of the rose flower?"

Grandma You thought for a long time: "...What is the queen or what is the queen..."

Hang up the phone, no need for Nomad to send a message, Grandma You's voice is loud, Da Jincheng sits close to Nomad, so she heard everything.

There was a vague smile on the corner of Jin Cheng's mouth, he chewed the refreshing bean sprouts and wrote "Queen" on the paper with his head down.

"Queen Sausage?" Nomad leaned over to look again, "Or the Sausage Queen?"

"Anything is fine," Jin Cheng turned to look at him, and suddenly said solemnly: "I only know how to cook porridge, try it another day?"

Nomad wondered: "You know how to cook porridge and eat convenience food?!"

He has lived with his grandparents for a long time, and has been exposed to the living habits of the elderly. He has a deep aversion to convenience food. He even thinks that eating too much of Xuji's braised goods on Gongyuan Road will kill him.

"I'm too lazy to do it alone." Jin Cheng ate one bite after another, and the food was extraordinarily delicious.

Sketch alone, go shopping alone, eat alone, sleep alone, be in a daze alone, see off alone... alone, in fact, he should be very used to living alone, but sometimes he hates it.

——Especially since there is a little sun beside me who is lively, joyful and shining in everything.

"I'm too lazy to cook and eat at my house in the future. My grandparents like to make food for our children. Sometimes You Ruoyu and I won't come over for a week or two. Although they don't say anything, they are obviously in a bad mood, so Don’t be afraid to interrupt, feel free to ask if you need something. Vegetables from the vegetable garden, flowers from the garden, croquets and sunflowers from the backyard, if you like, feel free to take…”

Nomad's generosity is not a polite word, he really thinks that sometimes the cold aura emanating from Jin Cheng's body is frightening, and it's intolerable to be lonely in this noisy and noisy city.

"...Brother, do you still have time to make coffee when you are so busy? I have a final exam in the first week of July, and I need coffee to keep my life alive during this time...Brother, I will bring you tofu with rock-yaki sauce next week, it's really good Exploding..."

Jincheng rested his chin with one hand after eating the noodles and listened to Nomad's endless questions, but he didn't respond, he just looked at Nomad and said.

This fufu shepherd dog, if you don't interrupt him, it seems that he will shut his mouth until his brain is low on power and shut down.

During this process, he seemed to see his soul carefully pierce the skin outside the soul, stretching out tentacles one by one.Above the tentacles are budding flower buds, they are getting close to the chattering little sun little by little, absorbing his vitality, absorbing his light and heat.

They are so greedy...

If you continue to be greedy like this, one day the flowers will bloom.

On Saturday morning, the morning light had not yet climbed out of the horizon.

Jin Cheng, who went out for a morning jog, finished his morning run and leaned against Maxima Xiaosi until Zhou Zhiting's car stopped behind Maxima.

"I thought you weren't up yet." Zhou Zhiting said after getting off the car.

"Still asleep," Jin Cheng got up and said, "Thank you." He rudely took the breakfast bag from Zhou Zhiting.

"Can't you tell it's for two people?" Zhou Zhiting's usually serious and rigid face showed a slight crack, and there was a crisp "click" on the quiet road in the early morning.

"I didn't have time to eat supper while repairing your pile of defective products last night. Two servings are just right." Jin Cheng said his sufficient reasons in a serious manner.

Zhou Zhiting: "..." All right, you stay up all night and let your liver explode.

The two of them walked through the path between the small garden and the bluestone wall. The flowers and leaves in the small garden were covered with a layer of morning dew, which was quiet and beautiful.

When Zhou Zhiting stepped into the room, he saw the design draft on the big screen—it was also a series element of the new autumn product.

The personal characteristics of the design draft are obvious, which is what Zhou Zhiting is most happy to see.

Since Jin Yu's death, Jin Cheng seldom did anything in person.Everyone thought he was healing, but no one knew where he was hurt or how deep it was.

He refused to communicate with everyone, in fact, even when Jin Yu was alive, he also refused to communicate with anyone other than Jin Yu.

His world is not closed, but the way in and out is narrow as hell.

But the moment he saw the design draft on the screen, Zhou Zhiting felt that Jincheng seemed to be actively "healing".

"This is... a rose?" Zhou Zhiting used all his aesthetics to examine Master Jin's design draft, and finally asked tentatively.

"Sausage." Jin Cheng blurted out, but his voice was small and deep, and because he was eating something in his mouth, it sounded vague.

"Huh? What?" Zhou Zhiting turned his head to look at Jin Cheng, then turned back and manually reduced the entire design draft.

"Rose," Jin Cheng swallowed what was in his mouth, half turned and pointed to the small garden in the front yard, where there are patches of rose flowers inside the delicate bamboo fence, "The source of inspiration for the accessories, the name 'Queen' is also the name of the flower species .”

Zhou Zhiting walked to the window, opened the window and looked at the garden shrouded in the faint morning light - every morning dew reflects the color of the flowers through the morning light, so at this time the garden is covered with a hazy layer of color halo.

Most of the plants planted in the [-]-square-meter garden are of different varieties... Chinese roses, not roses.

He looked back at the design draft enlarged to [-]% on the screen—it was definitely not a design drawing from a traditional rose, and Jincheng's inspiration must not all come from traditional roses or roses.

——It has a kind of rose that you can't figure out why it is such a rose, but you have to admit that it is the most individual rose among thousands of traditional roses.

This kind of personality is what every woman wants to have - because they want to be different from the crowd and want to be independent.If there's one accessory with a lot of personality that separates you from the masses...

Zhou Zhiting sailed the boat in his mind, his fingertips trembling with excitement.

As a result, the batch of defective products has the series name "Queen", and also has a classic and individual element.

Jin Cheng was so sleepy that his brain swelled, "The design draft and the final version of the revised design are packaged, and they are on the desktop. If there is no problem, please pass them on. I am going to sleep."

In other words, you should go.

"Do you have any suggestions for color matching?" Zhou Zhiting is a general manager anyway, so he had to seize the slightest chance to dig Jincheng with a stern face, "You have also seen the matching colors of the defective products, and give me some suggestions."

"Rose purple, flower blue... the main color, choose another matching color." Jin Cheng ate his bland breakfast slowly, using his expression to deduce what it means to be "difficult to swallow" and "not to taste".

In fact, Zhou Zhiting's bag of breakfast for two is worth three digits and starts with five.He received a message from Jincheng yesterday, asking him to come to see the design draft at 05:30, and then he asked his assistant to book it from a five-star hotel one night in advance.

Jin Cheng stared at the sunflower field outside the window and chewed more and more slowly. After his eyes were empty, a figure of turmeric flashed past. After a long while, he said: "Turmeric, fish tail ash...the rest is up to the chief."

Eight leather goods were rewarded in four colors, and Zhou Zhiting felt that the trip was worthwhile.

"Catch up on sleep, and have dinner together tonight..."

"Forget it, I'll cook noodles tonight."

"Cooking noodles?" Zhou Zhiting was sending a compressed file package to his mailbox, he paused and looked back at Jincheng.

Jin Cheng messed up the half-eaten breakfast and threw it into the trash can, and went into the bathroom without listening.

When he came out of the bathroom, Zhou Zhiting was watching him making leather goods for Jin Yu's two friends, one semi-finished and the other finished.

Jin Cheng paused as he walked towards the bedroom, and stared at Zhou Zhiting with impatient eyes of "Why are you still here?! Why don't you leave?!"

Zhou Zhiting put down the semi-finished leather goods with glue and threads, and suddenly smiled with great interest, and said in a teasing voice: "What? What's the matter?"

"Hurry up and go." Jin Cheng's tone was vaguely annoyed, and he ignored Zhou Zhiting as he entered the house and closed the door to isolate him.

"You don't need to go to the autumn and winter new product launches, but you must go to the company's internal finished product exhibition in early July. The invitation letter is on your desk. Don't pretend you didn't see it, or I will send you one every day." Zhou Zhiting stood at the head of the office. Said aloud to the bedroom by the desk.

As soon as Zhou Zhiting's words fell to the ground, a sentence came from the room, "Don't go! You are not afraid that I will demolish you in public!".

Zhou Zhiting changed his prudence and seriousness in front of outsiders, and laughed at himself: "Demolish the old, I'm afraid you won't even let a fart go. I hate you group of professionals who think of themselves as high-minded. You are more powerful than anyone else, and it is harder for you to give me a fair evaluation than to kill you."

Zhou Zhiting didn't get a reply this time because Jin Cheng fell asleep.Jin Cheng took Zhou Zhiting's words as the croaking of insects and frogs, which had a hypnotic effect.

After a long time, Zhou Zhiting accidentally learned from Nomad that for the first time in the International Leather Goods Grand Prix, Dongshi Group PK lost a lot of participating companies and individual designers. A slice of sausage!

It's not a rose at all!