Don't fall in love with the professor

The next morning, Jiang Xiaocheng was cooking in the kitchen when he heard a knock on the door and hurriedly wiped his hands to open the door.

Zhong Kexing arrived as promised, carrying a large bag of fruit in his left hand, looking for it by his right foot, squatting obediently.

His first words were: "It smells so good."

"Is it fragrant?"

Jiang Xiaocheng took out a pair of slippers from the cabinet in the entrance and handed them to Zhong Kexing, and said with a smile, "I made the sauced beef."

When guests come to the house, it is natural to entertain them well and prepare a few special dishes.He got up early and walked around all the stalls in the vegetable market in order to compare the quality of each stall and buy the freshest meat and vegetables.

When I got home, I didn’t rest idle. First, I soaked the top-quality beef tendon in cold water for two hours, then added spices such as star anise, tangerine peel, and licorice, and stewed it with beer.

"Here." Zhong Kexing lifted the fruit forward.

"So much?!" Jiang Xiaocheng saw that there were apples, bananas, strawberries, cherries... everything, and he suspected that Zhong Kexing had bought all the fruits in the store.

"Not much." Zhong Kexing spoke concisely as always.

As a qualified host, of course, everything must be thoughtful. Jiang Xiaocheng handed the slippers prepared in advance to Zhong Kexing, and introduced him.

"I rented this house during my internship. This side is the living room, and the other side is the bedroom and bathroom. The decoration is done by the landlord. I'm usually busy with work, so I don't do much. I'll wash the fruit, and you can sit wherever you want. "

The apartment is not big, and Zhong Kexing can see it all at a glance. The coffee table, curtains, air conditioner, and sofa are all very old styles, but fortunately it is clean and tidy.

Ever since he came in, Zouchao has moved his body to smell here and there, taking the initiative to familiarize himself with the environment, and finally walked to the kitchen door following the smell of beef, and sat down with his buttocks on the floor.

Jiang Xiaocheng was washing fruit by the sink, turned his head, and saw it looking at him eagerly, thinking it was funny.

"Is it hungry?"

"I fed dog food before going out." Not hungry, but greedy.

Zhong Ke walked in, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and asked, "What do I need to do?"

The kitchen space is very small, and it is actually a bit crowded when two people are together. Jiang Xiaocheng was about to say no, he can do it himself, but after thinking about it, it would be embarrassing for him to sit alone in the living room, and said:

"Hmm... help me wash the fruit, let me make a yogurt salad, or... no yogurt? Which do you like?"

"Salad is fine."

One washes the fruit, the other modifies the knife, the two work together and quickly finish it. Jiang Xiaocheng opened the refrigerator again, took out the yogurt, and tore off the plastic paper on it.

Hiss.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Looking for a coquettish voice in his throat, he looked at Yogurt and Jiang Xiaocheng with longing eyes, flicking his tail desperately.

"It likes this." Zhong Kexing explained from the side.

"Really?" Jiang Xiaocheng looked at those eyes, and his heart softened, "Then give it a drink."

He squatted down, beckoned, and told Xun Xun to come forward.

"Wow - woof!" Excitedly and anxiously, Xmas turned around on the spot, stood up and scratched the door frame with his paws, but his body was heavy,

It only scratched a bit, and quickly fell back to the ground.

He stretched out his feet and tried to move forward, but he didn't take a step forward.

Jiang Xiaocheng thought it was not adapting to the new environment, so he walked over with vigilance and handed the yogurt to its mouth.

This time, looking for a happy lick.

"Is it..." Jiang Xiaocheng seemed to have discovered something serious, and turned to look at Zhong Kexing, "Is it not going into the kitchen?"

Zhong Kexing wiped his hands carefully with a tissue, looked up and said, "I have trained before."

"Then it's so smart." Jiang Xiaocheng exclaimed.

In a different environment, he can recognize the kitchen, abide by the rules, and distinguish where to enter and where not to enter, which subverts Jiang Xiaocheng's cognition.

He also once fantasized about raising a big dog with smooth and beautiful hair and a majestic walk. They can play games on the lawn on sunny days, and watch TV together on the sofa when they are bored.

Just considering that it takes a lot of effort, and I have no time to take care of it when I am not at home during the day, this wish has never been realized.

A box of yogurt was quickly eaten, Jiang Xiaocheng touched the big dog's head he was looking for again, then stood up, washed his hands again, and started to cook other dishes.

Mix the fruit and yogurt, pour it into a plate, remove the beef from the soup, put it on the chopping board, and cut it into moderately thick slices with a knife.

Beef tendon is the leg meat above the knee joint. There are translucent tendons inside. It tastes pliable and chewy, and its color is also attractively dark red.

The aroma of the sauce reminded him of its strong taste, so he couldn't help but pick up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly realizing that he was eating alone, he immediately picked a bigger piece and brought it to Zhong Kexing's mouth.

Zhong Kexing was cleaning the vegetables, and was stiffened by this sudden movement, subconsciously took half a step back.

Raising his eyes, he saw that the other party was looking at him with clear and simple eyes, "Try it, I think it's not bad."

He opened his mouth and ate silently.

Jiang Xiaocheng sighed, and said, "Can I eat this if looking for it? Do you want to give it some?"

The two chatted intently, and hadn't looked for it for a long time. Zhong Kexing saw that it was not at the kitchen door, and called its name.

In just a few seconds, the sound of Da Da's footsteps came from far to near, and Zou Zhao appeared in sight wagging his tail.

"What is this?" Zhong Kexing noticed that there was something in his mouth.

Jiang Xiaocheng also leaned over.

Looking for something to drop to the floor with his mouth open, he took another step back and motioned for the two of them to look.

Jiang Xiaocheng took a closer look and said with a light smile, "It's been a long time since I saw it, where did it come from?"

It turned out to be a ping pong ball.

Zhong Kexing held the table tennis ball in his hand and asked, "Do you know how to play table tennis?"

Jiang Xiaocheng said: "Freshman physical education class is table tennis, and I can't play well."

"I know some table tennis. We can go to the gym together when we have time." Zhong Kexing suggested.

Jiang Xiaocheng hadn't exercised for a long time, and when he heard Zhong Kexing say this, he was also a little moved, and he agreed again and again.

At this time, the four dishes and one soup were ready, and the two of them brought them to the table, like stars holding the moon.

Jiang Xiaocheng said that his cooking skills are mediocre, and he is somewhat self-effacing.How much seasoning should be put?How hot is the oil?How long to simmer?Based on long-term accumulated experience.He is a very patient person, and he is willing to spend his time studying in the kitchen, so the things he makes are naturally not bad.

But facing the person in front of him, he was still a little uneasy.

Seeing that Zhong Ke was about to swallow a mouthful of steamed fish, he asked cautiously, "How is it?"

Before the other party could speak, he apologized for the fish on the plate.

"Is it a little bland? I marinated it in advance, and I didn't put any salt when steaming——"

"It's delicious." Zhong Kexing interrupted him.

Jiang Xiaocheng felt relieved, but also a little uncertain, "Really?"

"Ah."

After the two of them finished their meal, Jiang Xiaocheng looked at the empty plates on the table, and then he believed that Zhong Kexing's compliment was not just out of politeness.

It is very exciting to be able to get the sincere appreciation of the other party for your dedication.

"Hey, just put it down, I'll do it."

Jiang Xiaocheng saw that Zhong Ke was stacking up the bowls one by one, stood up hurriedly, and reached out to pick them up.

"It's okay, I can."

Zhong Kexing cleaned the bowl, handed it to Jiang Xiaocheng beside him, and said, "You like cooking very much."

Not interrogative sentences, but declarative sentences, with an affirmative tone, this is the result of his many observations since he entered the door.

Jiang Xiaocheng was admiring the "work" cleaned by Zhong Kexing, and sighed in his heart that it was as clean as a textbook—it neither gathered into water droplets nor flowed down in streams. Hearing what he said, he nodded.

"I don't know why. Every time I enter the kitchen, I feel like a fish in water. Isn't there an idiom called like a fish in water?"

Picking up the plate, facing the sun, he said, "The two of us can often eat at home, and I will make it."

"It's very troublesome." Zhong Kexing hesitated.

"It's not troublesome. I usually cook and eat at home by myself, and it's relatively clean and healthy."

Zhong Kexing showed a solemn expression.

"We can cook together."

Looking at the way Zhong Ke washed the vegetables before he left, he knew that he was not a person who often went to the kitchen. Jiang Xiaocheng only took this sentence as a joke and replied yes.

At night, Zhong Kexing finished washing up as usual, but he didn't lie down immediately. He leaned against the head of the bed, took out a notebook from the drawer, and spread it on his lap.

His brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about some important subject.

After a while, the tip of the pen fell down, and each powerful word appeared on the white paper.

"... I had a smile on my face while cooking, and I frowned when the oil stains got on my hands... The first bite was beef, the second was shrimp, 4 times celery, 3 times eggplant, 0 Second radish..."

"Conclusion: I like to cook, I like meat more than vegetarian, I don't like cleaning dishes..."

Pause for a while, and write a few more words behind the column of "Target":

1. Learn to cook

2. Play table tennis together

After the recording is completed, scan it from top to bottom to make sure there are no omissions.

The tip of the pen was hanging on the paper, and the image of Jiang Xiaocheng feeding himself beef in the daytime suddenly appeared in his mind.

Zhong Kexing has encountered such things as feeding each other between lovers many times in the school cafeteria. He was once very puzzled and puzzled by such behavior.

I just found out today that the food delivered to my mouth by someone I like is really delicious.