[Lu Xiaofeng] The building is full of delicate flowers

I am an honest person, and Huamanlou is also an honest person. When honest people get together with honest people, there are very few disturbances, and most of them are as plain as water.

I don’t know when, maybe it was the first time I shared crystal shrimp dumplings with Huamanlou, and Huamanlou started to ask for food from my place.

He has his eye on my cooking skills.

You are so ingenious and ingenious, but you are not good at cooking?

I couldn't believe it: "Don't tell me, this is the first time you live independently."

"It's indeed the first time for me to go out and live alone." Hua Manlou paused, vaguely ambiguous about something intentionally or unintentionally, "My family, um... there are very few people who leave the family and come out to live independently."

I nodded, probably understood.

Pat his hand, and then hand him the kitchen knife: "Flower blade fish, just like I taught you just now."

"Qitong, you don't need to be embarrassed. It's the first time you come out to live independently. Everyone has to go through this process of adaptation. Learn to cook for yourself, learn to take care of your own housework, learn to bargain with vegetable and meat vendors, and learn to be prepared. Petty theft, of course, if you have cats and dogs like me, you have to learn how to prevent fleas..."

"All in all, it's not difficult, it's just such a gradual process, and I get used to it slowly."

The sound of Huamanlou's slicing sliced ​​fish became more and more crisp, he learned so fast, after washing the vegetables, I took the time to take a look: "That's right, let's eat squirrel mandarin fish at noon today, just use your few slices of mandarin fish." Put it in the pot."

Hua Manlou smiled.

"Hey, Qitong, speaking of it, it seems that as long as there is a sharp object with a blade, it doesn't matter if it's a kitchen knife, a fruit knife, scissors, a boning knife, or a screwdriver...you're very quick at it..."

Hua Manlou couldn't laugh anymore.

I raised my eyes and glanced at him jokingly: "Could it be that Qitong understands martial arts and has received relevant training?"

Qitong turned to clean the fish scales, and naturally changed the subject, saying: "Ah Dan, I seem to hear your dog scratching the door again, why don't you go and see?"

"Oh, is that right?...Wait, I'll come back as soon as I go, Qitong, don't move around, stay in the kitchen and help me watch the pot—"