Considering that girls don't eat much, Qin Ze didn't buy too many dishes. His list of dishes to do tonight: Vegetable tofu, steamed small yellow croaker, chicken stewed mushrooms, pickled cabbage hoof bladder, radish stick bone soup.

For this reason, I bought two casseroles specially.

After rushing home, Qin Ze became busy, cleaning ingredients, cutting meat and vegetables. There was a "aggressive" sound on the chopping board, and the knife was so strong that he had no friends. Qin Ze's mind is full of cooking experience, as if he were a top chef in the industry for 20 years. In his view, the most powerful function of the system is "Enlightenment". In front of this ability, talent and hard work are worthless.

As long as he keeps exchanging skills, he can climb to the peak of his life.

The premise is that the energy source continues to do the task.

At 8:30, Qin Ze handled all the ingredients and was ready to show his new advanced cooking skills. The sound of turning the key came from the door lock, followed by his sister's voice: "Qin Ze, didn't you cook dinner?"

"Not yet, just about to cook." Qin Ze responded loudly in the kitchen.

"There's no need to do it. We've eaten it." Qin Baobao's fragile voice.

Qin Ze looked at the mashed tofu, chopped minced meat, dissected and washed small yellow croaker, and cut into neat strips of radish... Suddenly he had an impulse to rush out and beat Qin Baobao.

"Then I'll eat by myself. It doesn't matter..." Qin Ze certainly won't get angry with his sister, at least not during the cold war. He walked out of the kitchen, glanced at Qin Baobao, and fell on the beauty in the porch.

Wang Zijin kept a goddess level black long straight, light blue short sleeved shirt, light white slim cropped pants, with a symmetrical figure and double upturned hips. She has a beautiful oval face, warm and clear eyes, and has the temperament of a lady.

What a beautiful sister.

Qin Baobao seemed dissatisfied with Qin Ze's amazing eyes and didn't have a good way: "this is my best friend, Prince Jin, nicknamed paper towel. I don't know how long I will live in our house in the future."

Prince Jin stood at the entrance, changed his white canvas shoes into thin cotton slippers, and said with a smile, "Hello brother, take care of me."

When she laughed, she was extraordinarily gentle and dignified, and her temperament was outstanding.

"Hello, sister." Qin Ze showed a gentle and modest smile. He searched Qin Baobao's girlfriends in his brain, and didn't match Wang Zijin, "I haven't seen my sister before."

Qin Baobao explained, "my best sister in high school returned to BJ after graduation. I haven't seen her for many years. Come on, come on, you're busy with yourself, Zijin, let's go to the house."

Qin Baobao originally wanted to entertain Prince Jin at home, but Prince Jin had stomach problems and couldn't stand hunger. On the way down the elevated road, he bought pancakes and fruits on the roadside. Qin Baobao also bought one greedy. It was found that: ouch, it was delicious, so they ate two pancakes and fruits respectively, and the dinner was solved in this way.

When friends meet again after a long separation, they should catch up with the past and chat in the room after closing the door.

From simple to complex, Qin Ze's first dish is vegetable tofu. Break the vegetables, scald them with boiling oil, pour a little soy sauce and cooking wine, stir fry for two minutes, and pour them on the tofu foam together with the boiling oil, making a sound. Qin Ze took chopsticks to stir well, tasted it, and was moved by his cooking skills.

Pickled cabbage hoof bladder and steamed small yellow croaker are cooked together, one in the pressure cooker and the other in the steamer. The seasoning, deodorization and other preparatory work are done. In about 15 minutes, steamed small yellow croaker is completed, and the smell of fish overflows the whole kitchen.

Open the lid of the steamer, the small yellow croaker lies neatly in the wine red soup, and Qin Ze sprinkles scallions and garlic. Chopsticks carefully pick up one, gently suck it, and the small yellow croaker is left with a skeleton. The unique fragrance of the fish is delicate and full of the mouth, and soy sauce and cooking wine remove the fishy smell. Delicious.

Qin Ze opened the steamer and put chicken stewed with mushrooms on the shelf. This is a dish Qin Ze is good at. Because Qin Baobao likes to eat it, he cooked it for her every three or five times. But compared with today's chicken stewed with mushrooms, Qin Ze felt that what he used to do was not vegetables, but garbage.

The chicken is stewed until soft, rotten and boneless. The mushroom absorbs the full soup, and the soup is soft and bright. The rich aroma of chicken is mixed with the delicious smell of mushrooms. Not only the meat tastes delicious, but also the bone marrow. Qin Ze chews thinly with bones.

At this time, the pickled cabbage hoof bladder was better, and the top of the pressure cooker was spitting hot gas. He opened the lid and poured it into the newly bought casserole. The stewed and rotten hoof bladder, the soup floating with a layer of golden oil, chopsticks easily poked a hole in the pig skin.

Qin Ze tasted it. It was fat but not greasy. It melted when he tasted it. He felt that his taste buds had exploded, especially the appetizing effect of pickled cabbage, which made his saliva crazy.

The four dishes are all ready before stewing with radish stick bone soup.

In the room, Qin Baobao and Prince Jin were wearing the same little bear pajamas, lying on the soft big bed, chatting while playing with their mobile phones.

Prince Jin wears Qin Baobao's pajamas, slightly loose. She is a few centimeters shorter than Qin Baobao. Qin Baobao is rarely seen as a 1.72-meter-tall woman. Chest circumference is not as big as Qin Baobao. 36d chest can kill more than 90% of Chinese women.

"What are your plans for coming to Shanghai this time, and when will you be angry with your family?" Qin Baobao is reading a romantic novel.

Wang Zijin was chasing the drama, and said without raising his head, "first live with you, my bank card and credit card have been frozen at home, and go out to look for a job another day. At the end of the year, I will consider not going home."

"It's good if you have a plan," Qin Baobao rubbed his chest, and kicked the quilt with his feet restlessly. "Sister, I'm here to eat and live, and my brother is good at cooking."

"Your brother graduated from New Oriental?" Wang Zijin joked.

"Go," Qin Baobao said angrily, "don't bury my brother. Well, it's a skill trained from childhood, especially chicken stewed with mushrooms. It's very delicious. My sister taught it well."

"I'm not a foodie. I'm casual in my diet. Just don't taste too spicy." Wang Zijin smiled faintly, and didn't care about Qin Baobao's words. First, her stomach was bad, and her eating was very limited. Second, what delicacies had she never eaten? However, with her EQ, she will certainly not refute Qin Baobao's words of showing off her brother.

"You don't need to be like this. According to me, listen to the family honestly. What's wrong with marrying Gao fushuai?" Qin Baobao tried to persuade her best friend.

"Don't drink chicken soup for your soul," Prince Jin joked, "fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps. I really have high vision and can't find a good man, but baby, you don't have a boyfriend yet, so I don't understand."

"It seems that my eyes are very low." Qin Baobao was in a trance for no reason and whispered, "I always feel that if I find a boyfriend, I will regret it in the future."

"Regret?" Wang Zijin was stunned.

Do you mean you have no confidence in men? Afraid of meeting a scum man?

"If you don't look for it, you will regret it. Isn't it love phobia?"

"I've only heard of marriage phobia," Qin Baobao shook his head. "I can't tell why, but I think I'll lose something."

"Isn't a person lonely?"

"Not lonely, I live with my brother."

"This is different, you know."

"I don't understand. Anyway, I feel very happy living with him. I don't need to cook, clean, wash clothes, and feel more comfortable. When I'm unhappy, a Ze will coax me. When I'm angry, I'll take it out on him. I like to see him look angry but helpless."

"You shouldn't be a brother."

"Fuck off."

Without a word, Qin Baobao gently hummed the invisible wings. Melodious and ethereal melody, beautiful and sweet voice. Wang Zijin listened for a while, paused his mobile phone to play the TV series, and listened quietly.

After Qin Baobao finished singing, she couldn't wait to ask, "what song is this? It's really beautiful, but I haven't heard it."

At the mention of this, Qin Baobao was immediately proud, hehe said, "of course you haven't heard of it. I haven't become a big star yet. How can you have heard of it?"

"What do you mean?"

"You don't know. I can sign up for StarCraft entertainment because of this song." Qin Baobao winked: "it's the song my brother wrote to me."

"Written by Qin Ze?" Prince Jin was shocked.

"Writing words and music."

"Your brother is an art school student? He is so talented that he can stand out." Prince Jin was half sincere and half flattering, but it was a pity that the horse patted on the horse's leg. Qin Baobao's little feet gently kicked Prince Jin's upturned buttocks, and said unhappily, "what art school student, New Oriental, my brother is a serious undergraduate of the University of Finance and economics, studying finance."

"Can a financial student write such a good song? Why don't I believe it?" Prince Jin wondered, "since he has this talent, why do you still study finance? I remember you often told me how your brother is weak and how he was criticized by his father, thinking that he didn't get admitted to the University."

"Of course he is weaker than me." Qin Baobao sighed: "he may really have this talent, which was buried before. You know, my father is a professor of finance at the University of Finance and economics, and his major is set by my father. It can be regarded as a son inheriting his father's career."

Prince Jin said, "I hate the elders' planning of life and arranged marriage."

Qin Baobao suddenly sniffled, sat up straight, and almost salivated: "it smells good, where does it come from?"

Wang Zijin sat up and looked around doubtfully. She was a little hungry by the fragrance.

"Is it your living room? Go out and have a look."