Today's task is to prepare a delicious lunch for the children. Because of the skill points, she is full of energy.
"I'll make lunch today, you all go to rest."
The chef was stunned: "But..."
"It's okay, I'll come." Jiang Tang took off his apron and wrapped it around himself, and took the kitchen knife from him.
The chef scratched his head, turned and left the kitchen.
As Xiao Ke said, the moment she picked up the kitchen knife, there was a recipe in her mind, her body seemed to be her own, she was proficient in knife skills, and her cutting skills were even more excellent.
It is worthy of being a person living under the doomsday.
Jiang Tang sighed while cooking.
After chopping the vegetables three times and five times, Jiang Tang started to stir-fry according to the steps.
Potato stew, steamed fish, pork soup…
A few dishes were cooked quickly, and the smell was okay, but the color was not very good-looking, but Jiang Tang didn't pay much attention to it, after all, he wasn't a chef, so he couldn't cook everything with a perfect color and fragrance.
"Send all the food up."
After handing it over to the servants, Jiang Tang took off her apron and came to the dining table.
Several children ran in from the yard one after another, Liang Shen's nose twitched: "I'm so hungry, is the meal ready?"
"Go wash your hands first."
Liang Shen pursed his lips, washed his hands casually, and couldn't wait to return to his seat.
Jiang Tang smiled kindly: "These are mother's love lunches, you can eat and see."
Liang Shen's eyes widened: "You, what did you do?"
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
His small face immediately twisted up, and his eyes were very tangled as he looked at the food.
Jiang Tang smiled: "If you don't eat it, don't eat it for a day."
"..."
Liang Qian was very obedient and didn't pick and choose. She picked up a piece of brown potato, looked around, and put it in her mouth. After chewing twice, her small face immediately wrinkled: "Sour..." She stuck out her tongue, " Spicy..." Finally came to a conclusion, "It's unpalatable."
Seeing his younger sister like this, Liang Shen swallowed his saliva with a grunt, and scooped up a spoonful of fish soup with a small spoon with trembling hands. In an instant, his expression changed substantially: "Salty..."
"This is so spicy! Mom is so disgusting!"
Seeing the expressions of the children, Jiang Tang was very skeptical. She felt that these bear children would make things difficult for him, so she picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and then—
"… What the hell!!"
Spicy Jiang Tang poured water into his mouth, it was obviously made according to the memory in his mind, why did it taste this way
"Brother, don't eat it, you will die!"
In sight, the first day of junior high school eats elegantly and calmly.
Jiang Tang looked over, and obediently stuffed the rice into his mouth: "Don't pick, it's the first time mom cooks for us, it's already very good."
Liang Qian said weakly, "But it's very spicy..."
On the first day of the junior high school, he said: "If it is spicy, eat more rice."
Liang Shen whispered: "Very salty..."
The first day of the lunar new year said: "Drink more water if you are salty."
"..."
silence.
A bowl of rice was finished quickly. On the first day of the junior high school, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, slowly wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, and looked at Jiang Tang with a smile: "Thank you mother for giving us a delicious lunch."
"..."
"..."
What a ghost.
Seeing that the eldest brother ate it all, the remaining two children did not dare to complain, and buried themselves in the hard dry rice.
Liang Shen hated Jiang Tang to death in his heart. He felt that she must have made the food so unpalatable on purpose to torture him on purpose.
"I'm stuffed."
After barely cleaning the rice, Liang Shen jumped off the chair sullenly.
"I'm full too." Liang Shen glanced at Jiang Tang carefully, and ran upstairs with his brother.
"Mom take it easy."
Now everyone is gone.
Jiang Tang... was dumbfounded.
Unconvinced, she tasted two mouthfuls of the rice one by one. It was unpalatable, really unpalatable. It can be said that this thing is challenging the limit of taste buds.
Jiang Tang dropped his chopsticks and opened the chat panel.
[Good Wife and Mother-Jiang Tangtang: Tian Tian, do you really know how to cook! ! I made a meal of yours today and it was so flavorful! !]
[Satan-Holy Mother: Warrior, you really dare to use her skills.]
Jiang Tang cried out badly: What do you mean
[Holy Mother-Satan: The taste buds of zombies are different from those of humans. They have very strong tastes, so Tian Tian thinks that she did a good job, but...]
[Good Wife and Mother-Jiang Tangtang:...]
[Zombie King-Tian Tian: Huh? Is it hard to eat? My friends think it's great.]
[Good Wife and Mother-Jiang Tangtang: Let me ask silently, who do you usually cook for?]
[Zombie King-Tian Tian: Hey, for the zombie friends outside the safe zone, now that the world is ending, ingredients and seasonings are more difficult to find, I always secretly bring them out from the base, the spicy Sichuan people I make are delicious Well, suck...]
[Good Wife and Mother-Jiang Tangtang: ... Excuse me.]
In the future... it's better to cook less.
After closing the page, Jiang Tang looked up and saw a man walking out.
She got up in a hurry: "you came back so early?"
Lin Suizhou took off his coat: "Well, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I will come back first."
"Then have you eaten?"
"Not yet." He loosened his tie and glanced at the warm food on the table, "Did you cook braised pork today?"
Jiang Tang: "...that's potato stew."
He rolled up his sleeves, opened his chair and sat down: "Whatever, help me get a bowl."
Jiang Tang was a little embarrassed: "Would you like to ask the chef to make another copy for you?"
"No, I think this is fine."
He looked around and directly took the bowls and chopsticks used in the first day of junior high school. Under Jiang Tang's gaze, Lin Suizhou picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.
He chewed slowly, his brows slowly wrinkled, his nose trembled slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he drank half a glass of water in one gulp, saying coldly, "It's time for the chef to change."
Jiang Tang stirred her little hands and said embarrassedly: "That... I actually did it."
Lin Suizhou: "..."
Lin Suizhou: "..."
"Yes, it's a bit unpalatable." Seeing his silence, Jiang Tang sat down, "Well, it's unpalatable, and I didn't expect it to be so unpalatable."
He clenched his fingers: "It's actually okay."
Jiang Tang had a hellish expression: "Are you serious?"
Lin Suizhou nodded: "The taste is very abstract and very artistic."
Jiang Tang: "..."
He also said: "However, it is good to only have art once, and I will leave it to the cook in the future."
Jiang Tang: "..."
hum.
In fact, she really wanted to become a good wife and mother, but... Jiang Tang died directly at the first step.
After a few days.
Jiang Tang found out that her Weibo had exploded, and all the private messages and comments were 666, who couldn't be offended by the big boss, and gave the big boss tea and so on.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tang saw that the last article on Dongfang Express was acquired by a certain company.
Oriental Express
Isn't this the dog media that writes nonsense for the sake of being popular
bankrupted
Confused, Jiangtang clicked on the hot search, which said, Dongfang Express was acquired by a certain company on April 20, and it was going to be transformed into a supermarket first.
Transform into a supermarket
She entered the homepage of Dongfang Express and found that the official account had been cancelled.
—Big brother! Bankruptcy is bankruptcy!
— Really punch a kid.
- Can't afford to be provoked, from newspapers to supermarkets can be said to be very powerful.
—God, boss, do you still lack leg pendants? The kind that went to college.
—Sister, I’m a fan of you, I have a hunch that you will be popular.
Jiang Tang: "..."
Can she say she really doesn't know anything
Could it be...
A flash of light suddenly appeared.
Jiang Tang got up and went to the study.
In the large and quiet study room, the man was sitting on a black leather chair, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, tender and tender, like a picture scroll.
Jiang Tang pursed her lips and knocked lightly on the door.
Rubbing the pages of the book, he hadn't raised his head yet: "Go in."
"it's me."
Hearing the sound, Lin Suizhou looked over.
"Is there something wrong?"
"That..." She gently rubbed her palm on her trousers, and for a moment she didn't know how to speak. Seeing that he looked a little impatient, Jiang Tang hurriedly said, "Dongfang Express is bankrupt, do you know?"
Lin Suizhou's eyes flickered slightly, and his expression was as indifferent as ever: "I haven't heard of it, which one is the Oriental Express?"
"It's the one that was written nonsense before..." She bit her lower lip, "Their family was acquired, didn't you do it?"
Lin Suizhou sneered: "No, I won't be so boring."
"… Too."
For some reason, Jiang Tang was relieved when he got the answer.
She relaxed suddenly, and looked at him with a smile: "Then I won't bother you, you work hard."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Slap.
The door is closed.
The setting sun was about to fade, and a sliver of black light emerged from the sky, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were enveloped in it, deep and dull.
Lin Suizhou slowly locked the contract on the table in the drawer, turned over a page of paper with his slender fingertips, and finally, it fell silent.
Jiang Tang has already returned to the house.
She firmly believes that the newspaper will not fall by itself, if it is not Lin Suizhou, then it must be—
Xia Huairun.
Jiang Tang frowned, but why? Could it be to make her look good? Or Xia Huairun's voice caused dissatisfaction in the newspapers, and he made bad remarks about Xia Huairun when he didn't know it, which angered Xia Huairun.
Except for Lin Suizhou, it can only be Xia Huairun.
But if you ask directly... it would be a bit abrupt, as if he did it for her specially, it will inevitably make people think too much.
Jiang Tang scratched her head irritably, and opened and tightened the hand that opened the private message.
At this moment, a private message suddenly entered.
It's Xia Huairun.
[Xia Huairun: As you wish, Dongfang Express has gone bankrupt.]
as you wish
Jiang Tang was taken aback, was it really him
[Punch a kid: I didn't do anything...]
[Xia Huairun: There is really no need to keep this kind of media. You have to protect your privacy. Don't disclose your phone number. Be careful of harassment by reporters.]
[Punch a child one by one: I know...]
She thought about it, typed and said: Thank you, Mr. Xia.
[Xia Huairun: You don't need to thank me, I didn't do anything, besides, you already thanked me last time. [Cute JPG]]
I didn't expect him to post an emoji.
Jiang Tang couldn't help laughing.
[Xia Huairun: I'm leaving first, goodbye.]
[Jiang Tang: Are you going to work? Be careful on the road.]
[Xia Huairun: No, I want to find a dance teacher for Luoluo.]
dance instructor
Tutor
Jiang Tang's eyes lit up.
The author has something to say: Pretending to be cool for a while, chasing his wife to the crematorium.