It turns out that my roommate is my hater

Chapter 33: Cooking is so simple

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Yang Xiuli felt that she was a blind student, but even though the beauty was hidden so deeply, she still managed to discover it.

Her family's Cibao and Xiaojiang have some things.

Hey, last time Cici said that romance is not allowed in the office, but now they are together in just half a month.

Yang Xiuli was instantly happy and her mood became good.

Song Ci blushed, thinking about her original plan, and was about to nod reservedly when she heard her mother suddenly change the subject.

"Ci Ci, do you have enough money? Do you want your mother to ask your father to send you some later?" Yang Xiuli smiled kindly.

Song Ci was a little confused. Why did they suddenly talk about money

She still has some savings, which is enough for now.

She nodded, but before she could finish her words, Yang Xiuli said, "Forget it, just ask your dad to transfer it to you. You can't be short of money when you're in a relationship."

Song Ci: “?”

fall in love

She didn't wow!

She hasn't said it yet!

Their plan was just to say that they had a crush on the person, but they didn't say they were already in a relationship.

How can mom still pull the progress bar

"Ci Ci." Yang Xiuli suddenly called her seriously.

Song Ci responded subconsciously and asked with a red face: "What's wrong?"

"Ci Ci, you can have a relationship, but your parents are not around, so you have to take good care of yourself and love yourself.

Mom is not the old-fashioned type. You can do that, but Mom hopes that you can get to know each other better and really confirm each other. By then, there is nothing wrong with things that come naturally. Do you remember that?"

Song Ci was stunned for a moment. How could her mother say that directly

It's so embarrassing.

Besides, she and Jiang Xingzhou were just pretending to be a couple, so how could she do that kind of thing? That kind of thing should naturally be done with someone you like.

Well, I can’t think about it anymore. It’s going to break down.

"Okay, Mom won't waste your time anymore. Go to work and try to bring Xiao Jiang home as soon as possible."

"… ah?"

However, Yang Xiuli did not give her a chance to refute and hung up the phone directly.

Song Ci sat on the sofa in a daze for a while, and bank information came in.

Received a transfer of 10,000 yuan.

Song Ci widened her eyes. Hmm, so the love fund can be 10,000 yuan

many.

It’s more than one-third of her savings.

Song Ci pursed her lips and transferred the ten thousand yuan to another card that she seldom used as her own little piggy bank.

No matter how reserved she was, after finishing everything, Song Ci couldn't help showing her little white teeth. Her little dimples also quietly showed up to say hello, and she was visibly happy.

She happily sent a cute emoticon to her father.

Dad: Stop looking at your phone and focus on your work!

Song Ci was not surprised at all to receive this reply. His father was indeed an old-fashioned man who would not allow anyone to slack off at work.

Song Ci happily sent back a saluting emoticon, but as expected, he didn't receive a reply.

He transferred money to her while slacking off at work and also replied to her message. This was already the limit for a father, so Song Ci stopped teasing her father.

At around eleven o'clock, the tomatoes that had been frozen for nearly two hours had become hard, and a layer of frost quickly formed on their skin after they were taken out of the refrigerator.

His hands were a little cold, so Song Ci took a plate and put the tomatoes on it.

The process of transferring the tomatoes from the refrigerator to the chopping board was not filmed. After taking them out of the refrigerator, the tomatoes were washed and peeled.

"You don't need to cut it into too big pieces, this size is just right," said Song Ci.

Jiang Xingzhou looked at the tomatoes chopped into small pieces on the chopping board and raised his lips slightly. As long as Song Ci is happy, that's enough.

In fact, we can’t blame Song Ci. Frozen tomatoes are like this, a bit like smoothies, but they seem to be more juicy and taste more fragrant.

The process was going smoothly until I started beating the eggs.

Song Ci was a little embarrassed. She seemed not to know how to beat eggs, and there was no special egg beater at home. She could only use the traditional quick egg beating method.

Jiang Xingzhou was beside her, so she subconsciously turned around and looked at him with some pity.

Jiang Xingzhou's hand trembled, and Song Ci's face was blurred for a moment, then clear again. He asked, "Why did you turn around?"

Song Ci handed over the bowl of eggs, and Jiang Xingzhou gave a very precise close-up.

The eggs are loose, but that is because of poor technique when peeling the shells, not because they become loose after stirring.

"You don't know how to beat eggs?" Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help laughing.

Song Ci inserted the needle into the egg liquid and turned it around a few times, but it was useless.

His expression suddenly became even more pitiful.

Sometimes Jiang Xingzhou would doubt whether Song Ci did it on purpose. Wai wai wai, don't make so many expressions in front of him. You're stepping on his XP so perfectly. He won't be able to help it.

Her expression wasn't that lively before, how come it's becoming more and more attractive

Such vivid expressions must naturally be cut out when editing, so as not to be shown to those people on the Internet.

"You come over and take pictures, I'll do it." Jiang Xingzhou said confidently.

Song Ci's eyes lit up and the two switched positions.

"You have to beat the eggs this way. When you pick them up, they also spin in circles, but not horizontally like you do. You spin them vertically."

Jiang Xingzhou finished the fight in just a few moves.

Don't ask, the answer is that I have eaten too many egg-filled pancakes. The auntie always takes a mini teacup, beats the egg in the small teacup, and then pours it into the pancake. After a while, a fragrant egg-filled pancake comes out of the oven.

I've learned it after watching it so many times.

Of course, Jiang Xingzhou's skills are limited to this.

However, because of the Song Ci incident recently, he has been itching to try his hand at cooking. If he learns Song Ci from scratch, does he have a chance to cook a good dish

The most important thing at the moment is to study Song Dynasty porcelain.

In fact, once you really take that step, you will find that cooking is not as difficult as you imagined.

At the beginning, apart from not being able to control the heat and the amount of seasoning, there were almost no other major problems.

In TV dramas, mistakes like spilling too much soy sauce with one hand or using a spatula to put salt in the pot seem like they were done on purpose for dramatic effect.

Song Ci had already put seasonings such as salt, thirteen spices, MSG, and chicken essence in special utensils that he had purchased, and with the accompanying spoon, he could only use half a spoonful at a time. How could that be too much

Song Ci’s principle is to prefer sweeter dishes to salty ones, as she hates eating overly salty food.

Following a recipe that he didn't know where, Song Ci finally put a pinch of sugar into the pot to enhance the flavor.

Jiang Xingzhou watched the whole process and he didn't expect that Song Ci could cook quite well. Except that the eggs were a little too thick at the beginning and the color of the eggs was not so beautiful, he could not find any fault with anything else.

Jiang Xingzhou suddenly began to look forward to the days when Song Ci would cook for him.

"Great." Jiang Xingzhou gave her an approving look, and Song Ci's ears immediately turned red.

The filming was still going on, and Jiang Xingzhou didn't say anything more. He watched Song Ci serve the eggs in ketchup, moved his phone closer, and took a close-up shot.

"Okay, it's time to eat." Song Ci said shyly.

Jiang Xingzhou drooled at the scrambled eggs with tomatoes filled with ketchup. The tomatoes must have a strong flavor, and each egg must be perfectly coated with ketchup. The taste must be amazing when you take a bite.

It must be delicious when served over rice.

Um

rice

"Song porcelain. We don't seem to have... any staple food."