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Chapter 111 This is real music! (3.2K)

Li Shiming was astonished. What did she see?
Lin Yuqing was actually sitting in the back seat of the car next to her, waving at her!

Eh? !

I was pleasantly surprised.

"Is this... Lin Yuqing's dad or mom driving? That is, Chen Jingle's brother-in-law or sister?"

Thinking of this, my initial joy suddenly turned into a bit of a retreat.

She wasn't ready to meet the rest of Chen Jingle's family yet.

However, before she could even lower her car window and wave back to Lin Yuqing's greeting, the car drove away as soon as the light turned green.

"What are you thinking about? The light's green, let's go," Liu Qiong asked curiously from the passenger seat.

The cars behind were honking their horns to urge them on.

"oh oh."

Li Shiming then came to her senses and quickly started the car.

However, she and the Highlander parted ways at this intersection; she continued straight, while the other vehicle chose to turn left.

I felt a little ashamed, as if I hadn't responded to Lin Yuqing in time and had ignored her enthusiasm.

I hope the child won't be sad.

back home.

Li Shiming thought for a moment and sent a message to Chen Jingle: "On my way back just now, I saw Lin Yuqing at the traffic lights on Jiefang East Road. She was sitting in a Highlander."

Chen Jingle was quite surprised when she received the message: "What a coincidence? Yes, that car was driven by my sister. They just came back from my place."

"Looks like I'm not seeing things."

Li Shiming also found it a coincidence: "It's just that she greeted me, but I didn't respond to her in time."

Chen Jingle replied, "Yeah, it's okay. I'll tell her next time I see her."

Li Shiming felt less ashamed and then said, "But I didn't expect your sister to like driving such a large SUV. I didn't see the driver's seat and thought your brother-in-law was driving."

“She definitely prefers bigger cars. There’s also a Teana, which my brother-in-law uses to get to work,” Chen Jingle replied.

It can only be said that some people in Guangdong still have a strong affinity for Japanese cars.

However, judging from GAC's sales figures this year, it seems they will lose their last bit of market share.

……

"By the way, what kind of car do you like?"

Li Shiming couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

She heard from others that no man dislikes cars, and that one can judge a man's personality traits by how much he likes a particular car.

"Cars? If it's just a matter of liking them, there are too many to choose from."

Chen Jing chuckled.

"for example?"

"For example, Ferrari, Lamborghini, McLaren, and so on."

"They're all supercars?" Li Shiming asked in surprise.

It wasn't that she was questioning whether Chen Jingle could afford it, but the answer was quite different from what she had imagined.

But thinking about it carefully, her question wasn't limited to any particular type, so giving such an answer is normal.

Chen Jingle replied with a smile, "You're right, my type is just something I think about. Surely I can't even think about it, right?"

I believe every man has dreamed of owning a supercar.

But dreams are dreams, and ultimately we must focus on reality.

Li Shiming: "And what's your favorite?"

"My favorite..."

Chen Jingle thought about it seriously: "It seems there isn't one I particularly like. Actually, my knowledge of cars is limited. Most of the time, I just care about the appearance. I'm all about looks. When I was younger, I thought about buying a car that could satisfy both my image and my family needs, like an Audi. But later I realized that the so-called image is just so-so, and there's no need to grit your teeth and force yourself to buy one."

Later, after mastering the Yi Wood Divine Escape technique for traveling, he almost gave up the idea of ​​buying a car.

A car is not a necessity for him.

As for whether people will gossip behind his back if he doesn't buy a car, that's their business and has nothing to do with him.

He stopped caring about these things a long time ago.

Instead of buying a car, why not think about how to get a flying artifact?

If all else fails, a magical artifact will do.

Li Shiming almost blurted out, "Whatever car you like, I'll buy it for you."

Fortunately, she held back at the last moment, not wanting to leave Chen Jingle with the bad impression that she liked to use money to bribe people.

However, she kept Chen Jingle's words in mind.

An Audi that satisfies both the desire for prestige and the practical needs of family use?

The selection seems quite broad.

Li Shiming arrived at the underground garage of her villa.

Several cars were parked inside.

First, there's her dad's car, a Maybach S580, which he mainly uses for business entertainment.

Then there's the more understated daily commuting, or the Mercedes-Benz E300 used for visiting relatives during holidays.

In addition, her dad recently got a Mercedes-Benz S800, which is still very new to him. The Maybach S580 has been sitting at home unused lately.

Her mother doesn't like driving and doesn't have her own car. If she really needs one, she can use the E300 for now.

Li Shiming herself, besides her usual glutinous corn to work, also owns a white Porsche 911 Carrera.

It's just rarely driven.

I'd only consider driving this car if I went on a road trip with my girlfriends and wanted to take some nice photos.

On one hand, there's the wicked glutinous corn that can be bought for 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, and on the other hand, there's the million-yuan luxury car 911. It can only be said that Li Shiming usually hides her true self quite well in front of acquaintances.

She looked around the garage, thought for a long time, and finally made up her mind.

……

The next day.

When Li Shiming drove her car to Chen Jingle's house again, she took out large and small bags from the back seat.

Chen Jingle was taken aback: "Why did you buy so much stuff?"

"No more, no more."

Li Shiming smiled and casually walked into the house carrying the things: "Besides some cooked food, there's also some raw food. I might need you to help me cook it." She revealed a smug smile as she said this.

"..."

Chen Jingle chuckled: "I knew it. So you were just using me as a cook."

Li Shiming was a little embarrassed: "No, no. But your cooking skills are so good, it would be a shame not to make full use of them. I'll only eat a little, the rest is yours."

"Let me see what you bought."

He opened the bag and scanned it. Wow, there was quite a lot of stuff: cooked food including braised dishes and roasted meats, as well as fruit and drinks.

The beef was bought from raw ingredients.

Chen Jingle raised an eyebrow: "Such good beef tenderloin, it must be expensive, right?"

As we all know, the best cut of beef is the tenderloin, but the problem is that it's scarce and hard to find.

Good quality beef tenderloin is not cheap.

For example, Chen Jingle knew that the tenderloin of Angus beef was several times more expensive than regular cuts of beef.

In ordinary families, who would be willing to eat that?

The piece of beef that Li Shiming brought weighed a full 1.5 jin (750 grams), and it was clearly not ordinary yellow beef. The marbling was no worse than that of Angus beef; it might even be Wagyu beef.

I just don't know if it's made in China or imported from Australia.

He also went out and bought some beef today, which was already a decent quality brisket, but it couldn't compare to this.

There are no Hema or Sam's Club stores in Jiangbei. The beef available in other supermarkets is all regular grain-fed or grass-fed beef. I don't know where she bought it.

Li Shiming waved her hand: "Don't worry about it. If it doesn't taste good, what does it matter if it's dragon meat?"

"Okay, I'll take advantage of you today and try what top-grade beef tastes like."

Chen Jing chuckled and put the ingredients away.

Back when I was in the provincial capital, a friend treated me to some so-called Wagyu beef. It wasn't cheap, but he felt the taste was just so-so, with no real difference in quality.

Perhaps the Wagyu beef they ate at the time was of average quality?
It feels like there's a lot of hype in the marketing.

It's not like there aren't Wagyu cattle raised in Northeast China; they're practically dirt cheap now.

Caviar, which was previously highly praised, is another example.

Hopefully, Li Shiming's creation will offer a unique flavor experience.

"Is it okay if I use it for stir-frying?" Chen Jingle asked.

Li Shiming didn't care: "Whatever, you're in charge of cooking, I'm just in charge of eating."

"Okay, I'll see how I do it."

It's not that whole-cut steak can only be used for Western food. Chinese cuisine is more suitable for Chinese tastes. Cooking has always been about making it taste good, without being bound by formalities.

Chen Jingle decided to cook it according to the Shandong cuisine recipe for stir-fried beef with scallions, ensuring that the beef was tender and flavorful.

……

"Please sit down for a while, I'll go prepare the ingredients."

Chen Jingle said.

"it is good."

Li Shiming waved her hand and sat down on the recliner to start teasing the two parrots.

To her astonishment, after only a few days apart, the two parrots had even learned to sing.

Has anyone heard a parrot whistling version of "Trouble Maker"?
Don't go too far!

"This is true parrot music!"

A thought suddenly popped into Li Shiming's mind, and she laughed at herself.

Puns will result in fines!
She asked Chen Jingle, "When did your parrot learn to sing?"

Chen Jingle, who had just taken the cutting board and knife out of the kitchen, said without turning his head, "Just a while ago. I played a singing video on it on repeat, and after listening to it a few times, I learned how to do it."

"That's so clever!"

Li Shiming was absolutely delighted with them, and the more she looked at them, the more she liked them. Moreover, the two little parrots were very well-behaved and would rub their heads against her hand.

She had heard people say that some parrots bite and it hurts.

How could they not be smart? They drink plenty of diluted moonlight dew every day. If they were still as intelligent as ordinary parrots, Chen Jing would be happy to suspect that they were originally mentally challenged.

"Besides Trouble Maker, do they make any other games?" Li Shiming asked.

Chan King-lok replied, "I also know 'Whistle' and the one with the banana, but I forgot the name."

“Caravan?”

"It seems to be this one."

"You know so much?" Li Shiming exclaimed in surprise.

If you didn't know better, you'd think this bird was in the music industry in its past life.

As soon as the words were spoken, the little parrot began its performance, and sure enough, it was the familiar Odbiao March.

awesome!
"Just play the singing videos on a loop for them?" Li Shiming was a little incredulous, yet eager to try.

Chen Jingle said, "Yes. If you don't mind the trouble, you can teach them too. Teach them whatever you want, and they'll get it after a few repetitions."

"Then I'll try."

Li Shiming rubbed her hands together, eagerly taking out her phone to search for suitable videos.

Although she is already familiar with the two birds, most of the time she listens to them talk and watches them perform. She occasionally teaches them a sentence or two, but they are all short sentences or words, for fear that they will not remember them.

I thought teaching a parrot to talk would be a difficult task, but judging from Chen Jingle's expression, it seemed quite easy.

If she had known earlier, she definitely wouldn't have taught her just things like "Wishing you prosperity" and "Hello, beautiful lady."

Feeling somewhat neglected, the long-haired bird lay down next to Li Shiming's shoes, glancing at the two parrots with disdain.

In terms of intelligence, neither of them combined can match it.

It's just singing, nothing special.

However, when it tried to make a similar sound, it found that it could only produce a pinch sound at most...

Meow~
"Well, what happened?"

Li Shiming looked down at the kitten.

Long Hair quickly lowered his head to hide his embarrassment, but dared not say that he wanted to sing but found that he couldn't.

Forget it, singing is just a trivial skill, better not to learn it.

I can do somersaults on the spot, do these two silly birds know how?

(End of this chapter)