Porcelain industry leader

Washing vegetables and cooking is a real ordeal for someone like Song Yu who goes into the kitchen once or twice a week, but watching Gu Qingchi wash and cook is quite enjoyable.

Broccoli, a plant with such a complicated appearance that people don't know where to start, Gu Qingchi cleaned it up quickly.

Watching Gu Qingchi chop vegetables is like watching an acrobatic show, I just want to applaud.

Another hand raised and lowered the knife, and the carrot was sliced ​​into... a heart shape! ?

Shocked, Song Yu picked up a piece of carrot and stuffed it into his mouth.

It is said on the Internet that there is an innocent girl living in the heart of every rough guy, this is absolutely true.

"This carrot is actually a bit sweet." Song Yu squeezed another piece and ate it.

"Is that so?" Gu Qingchi ate a slice and found it quite sweet, "Or you can just make do with it."

"I'm not a rabbit." When Song Yu said this, he was still nibbling carrot slices in his mouth. Gu Qingchi laughed secretly in his heart, and cut the leftovers into diced carrots, preparing to have a meal with him later. Put the potatoes into the curry rice together.

After the cold broccoli and roasted chicken with potatoes were ready, Gu Qingchi patiently studied the instructions on the curry box. For two people, you only need to break off two small pieces. Song Yu actually bought three boxes in one go. What a waste. up.

He couldn't help but click his tongue twice in his heart.

What Song Yu was looking for was a recipe for curry pork chop rice, and then he said that he wanted to lose weight, instead of eating pork chops, he replaced it with diced chicken.

"Hey, are you preparing to debut or something? What kind of weight loss are you doing all day long?" Gu Qingchi lifted his sleeves, "Those thin arms and legs are like praying mantises, and you're still losing weight."

"Tsk! Mantis..." Song Yu suppressed the last dirty word, "You are the mantis."

Gu Qingchi raised his sleeves to the top to reveal his tight muscles, "Have you ever seen such a strong praying mantis?"

"I saw you for the first time today." Song Yu patted his arm, laughing uncontrollably.

It was the first time he saw the tattoo on his arm clearly. It was a jumping unicorn. The tattoo artist was skilled and the shape was lifelike. The flame at the end extended to the shoulder.

Pretty cool.

He used to love to watch those gangster movies, and he also had a tattoo dream when he was a teenager. After his father learned that he had this idea, he almost split him in half.

"Believe it or not, if you dare to get a tattoo, I dare to sever the father-son relationship with you!" These are the exact words of my father.

Now that I think about it, my dad is quite funny, like a kid who just started elementary school, breaking up friends at every turn.

However, under the economic conditions at that time, this kind of threat was still very useful. Similarly, he was threatened and gave up many hobbies.

Lots of hobbies that are too late to pick up now.

Song Yu suddenly remembered something, leaning against the pool and asked, "Aren't you afraid of needles, why do you still have a tattoo?"

"My dad made it." Gu Qingchi bent over to peel the potatoes. Song Yu's family didn't even have a planer, so they had to use a fruit knife to peel them, which was quite laborious.

"Your father let you do it!!" Song Yu widened his eyes in shock, he is also a father, look at his father!

"Hey." Gu Qingchi sighed and rubbed his ears.

"He didn't know you were afraid of injections? He asked you to get this tattooed." Song Yu asked in a low voice.

"Actually, it's because I have a birthmark on my arm." Gu Qingchi rolled up his sleeves and pointed at Qilin's chest, "My dad said it was unlucky, so he covered it up with a Qilin. Qilin is the embodiment of auspiciousness. Please bless me to turn evil lucky."

"Oh~" Song Yu nodded with a long ending. The second half of the sentence made sense, but he was a little confused as to what is auspicious or unlucky about birthmarks.

Maybe the gangsters on the road are superstitious, and they have to ask Guan Gong before going out?

"Did you cry when you got the tattoo?" Song Yu couldn't help teasing.

"No," Gu Qingchi lowered his head and cut potatoes dicedly, "Are you really looking forward to my crying?"

"No." Song Yu turned to look at him sideways, "I'm just curious like you..."

The movements of Gu Qingchi's hands paused, and he turned his head to look at him.

"A good-looking tough guy, what does he look like when he's crying?" Song Yu said with a smile.

"We tough guys don't know how to write cry when we are born in a mother's womb." Gu Qingchi heated up the frying pan.

"Blow it, you can," Song Yu smiled and rolled his eyes, "But your dad is really the most amazing dad I've ever seen. When I was in high school, he would say that I wanted to get a totem tattooed, and he scolded me."

"That's right." In fact, Gu Qingchi occasionally felt that some of his father's words and behaviors were a bit strange, but he never asked too much. He must have a reason for what his father said and did, and it was right that he would not harm him.

Anyway, Dad is the only family member in this world.

"Be careful of the oil splashing out," Gu Qingchi pushed Song Yu aside, then put the chopped potatoes and diced carrots into the wok and stir-fried, "What's the next step?"

Song Yu looked down at the menu, "Add water, the potatoes will be covered."

"Hot or cold water?" Gu Qingchi asked.

"The higher up didn't say, does it matter if it's hot or cold?" Song Yu asked.

"Let's keep it lukewarm. It's easy to boil. I'm afraid that the potatoes will turn into mashed potatoes after cooking for too long." After Gu Qingchi said, he took a soup bowl to catch the water.

"It's just mud, anyway, we have to eat bibimbap." Song Yu said.

Gu Qingchi threw two pieces of curry into the water, and said with a smile, "I thought you were picky about your food, you only eat it if you look good."

"Didn't I save face for you?" Song Yu put one hand on Gu Qingchi's shoulder, and pointed at him with the other, "You say you are the boss of a gangster, cook me a meal, and I will dislike you later, you don't have to call a group of people I beat myself to death."

"Speaking of which," Gu Qingchi put down the shovel, covered the pot, and looked at him with one hand on his hip, "I haven't paid you back the punches you gave me last time."

Song Yu immediately put on a smile when he heard this, "It's all happened in the Year of the Monkey, you still remember it."

"It's just about this month." Gu Qingchi tried his best to suppress a smile, and frowned.

"I really hold grudges." Song Yu squeezed his shoulder lightly twice, "Can I solemnly say sorry to you?"

"Try harder," Gu Qingchi pointed to his shoulder, "You just weaned?"

Song Yu pursed his lips, and pressed down heavily on a sunken part of his shoulder. Gu Qingchi coughed, his knees were so painful that they were so weak that he almost knelt down on the ground.

Song Yu patted him on the shoulder, "Do you still want to pinch?"

"Did you do it on purpose?" Lu Qingchi rubbed the position that was pressed to the point of convulsion just now, feeling that it was probably a certain acupuncture point on his body.

Terrible.

"Didn't you ask me to push harder?" Song Yu couldn't help but smile, and when he wanted to push it up again, Gu Qingchi grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind him.

"Hey, hey," Song Yu's shoulder blades were still supported by Gu Qingchi's elbow, and he couldn't turn around at all. The pain caused him to grin his teeth and tears were about to come out, "It hurts, hurts..."

Gu Qingchi immediately let go of his wrist.

"Why are you so careless?" Song Yu rubbed his shoulders, "You almost dislocated him!"

"I'm already light enough." Gu Qingchi turned around and lifted the lid of the pot, and poured the coconut milk and fried chicken into the bubbling curry. If he was really not serious, Song Yu's little arm would probably be useless.

Song Yu pursed his lips, walked over and poked Gu Qingchi's arm with his fingertips, and tilted his head to look at him, "Then can this matter pass? Don't be angry."

Gu Qingchi pursed his lips and tried not to laugh. He had never seen anyone apologize to someone so stupidly in his age, and he didn't know what to say after thinking about it for a long time, so he said "um" in a very flat voice. One sound.

"If you don't beat me up," Song Yu rubbed his face, staring at the curry in the pot and asked, "Is it ready?"

"Soon." Gu Qingchi picked up a long-handled spoon and stirred it twice. The curry soup with coconut milk became quite thick, and there was still a faint smell of coconut milk in the air, but it was soon overwhelmed by the strong smell of curry. It was covered.

Song Yu bent over and smelled it, "It's quite fragrant, and the craftsmanship is good."

"You know the craftsmanship is good before you taste it," Gu Qingchi scooped up a spoonful of curry soup and handed it over, "Have a taste?"

Song Yu blew on the spoon and took a sip, "Did you put chili? Why is it a bit spicy?"

"No," Gu Qingchi put the remaining half mouthful into his mouth, pursed his lips, and picked up the curry box on the table, "You bought the curry that is medium spicy, okay?"

"Really, I didn't pay attention." Song Yu glanced at the box with a smile, "Then what should I do, can you eat spicy food?"

"Yes." Gu Qingchi turned off the fire.

"Didn't you say last time that you can't eat spicy food?" Song Yu said.

"Whether I can eat spicy food or not is up to fate." Gu Qingchi turned around with the rice bowl in his hand.

"Does Suiyuan mean to accommodate me?" Song Yu raised the corner of his mouth.

"You think it is." Gu Qingchi opened the cupboard and found two pure white Western-style dishes, washed them out, put the rice in the rice bowl upside down on the plate, and then sprinkled a handful of black sesame seeds on the rice.

"It's pretty good at concave shapes, can Mi Fan give me a whole heart shape?" Song Yu teased.

"It's really particular." Gu Qingchi cooperatively pulled out his chopsticks and pressed it on the rice, and in an instant a heart shape appeared.

Song Yu couldn't help laughing.

Gu Qingchi picked up the pot and poured the curry on half of the rice, and finally wiped off the curry sauce on the edge of the plate with a paper towel, as if he had been a western food chef for several years.

"If you put it in a better restaurant, the price will definitely start at 50 yuan." Song Yu said.

"It's too dark, the cost price is ten yuan." Gu Qingchi poured the remaining curry on his bowl of rice.

There was still some diced chicken on the bottom of the pot, and he scraped it onto Song Yu's plate with a spoon.

In his opinion, Song Yu's figure is on the thin side, so he should eat more meat.

"Then it's more cost-effective to eat at home." Song Yu picked up a piece of broccoli (orchid) flower and ate it.

"Yeah, next time if you find it troublesome, I can come over and make it for you." Gu Qingchi put a few pieces of broccoli on the side of the curry rice for decoration.

"Didn't you say you were very busy last time..." Song Yu bit his chopsticks to hold back his smile, his eyes still bent into crescents uncontrollably.

"Whether I'm busy or not is up to fate." Gu Qingchi's eyes were also filled with smiles.

Song Yu seemed to be a ray of light that penetrated into his gloomy life, and he felt inexplicably safe and secure by Song Yu's side.

I don't know when it started, he began to look forward to Song Yu's appearance, every minute and every second with him was warm and full of joy.

He envied Song Yu very much, he always looked carefree.

Gu Qingchi put the roasted chicken with potatoes in another pot into a plate, and washed away the remaining pots and bowls.

Song Yu brought the food to the table, sat down and tasted a piece of chicken, and it was really tender and smooth, then turned around and shouted, "Bring two spoons out."

Gu Qingchi responded in the kitchen, took out two stainless steel spoons from the chopsticks basket, and found that there were cartoon decorations on the handles, one was a bunny and the other was a carrot.

"You're so childish." Gu Qingchi casually handed over the carrot.

"I bought toothpaste from the supermarket last year." Song Yu changed the spoon in his hand with Gu Qingchi's, "This is the one I usually use, and yours is a new one."

"Don't you usually bring friends home?" Gu Qingchi pulled out a chair and sat down.

"How do you know?" Song Yu took a mouthful of rice, so delicious that he narrowed his eyes.

"It's been last year, and the spoon is still new." Gu Qingchi took a mouthful of rice.

"Usually I go out to rub people." Song Yu chuckled and put the tablet on the table, and the two had a very comfortable dinner with an episode of "Wulin Biography".

After eating, Gu Qingchi consciously put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen sink.

Song Yu walked over and said, "Just put it aside, I'll wash it later."

"Come on, if I don't come over, your chopsticks and baskets are almost covered with dust, and you're still washing the dishes, go sit and play with your phone." Gu Qingchi pushed him away and put on his gloves.

I feel that in my previous life I must have been a restaurant owner who owed wages to employees, but in this life I was punished by God to cook for people, wash dishes and cut fruit plates.

"It's as if I don't work hard and I don't know the five grains. I can still wash the dishes." Song Yu bent down to open the refrigerator, "Do you like pineapple?"

Gu Qingchi thought that a pineapple was a pear, and when he turned around and saw the yellow flesh in the box, he froze for a moment, "Isn't this just a pineapple?"

"It's a kind of pineapple, but it's much sweeter than pineapple." Song Yu forked a piece and handed it to him, "Try it."

Gu Qingchi was stained with dish soap and didn't bother to take off his gloves. He turned his head and bit off the flesh, squinted his eyes and laughed, "It's quite sweet."

Song Yu was stunned for two seconds.

He rarely saw such a smile on Gu Qingchi's face, it was very innocent and a little silly, and he felt the same way when he first saw the headshot on Gu Qingchi's ID card.

Quite pleasing to the eye.

In fact, through this period of getting along, I can feel that Gu Qingchi is not a difficult person to get along with, he has a good personality, good skills and a good temper.

If you are gay, it is quite suitable to be a boyfriend.