"Really, it just so happens that I have something to say to you too."
Elise raised her eyebrows and walked with Jiang Qianfan to the tree in the courtyard.
"Today you did it on purpose, didn't you? In order to make me agree with Lin Kesong without knowing it, Brody and Han Bin are just foils. Your purpose is not to try dishes for new restaurants or to test new chefs. level!" said Elise with a very serious expression.
Lin Kesong stood far away at the door, looking at the two people under the tree, she was suddenly worried that Jiang Qianfan would quarrel with Elise.
"Yes, this is the way to get rid of your prejudice and make the most authentic evaluation. You have already tasted that these three dishes were not made by me, but your first reaction did not think of croissant, but thought that I was going to You introduce the new chef. You never recognized Crosun's talent in the bottom of your heart, or even thought about her ability."
"What talent does she have? It's just three dishes, just imitating, who wouldn't?" Elise raised her head, still disdainful.
"I didn't show her how I came up with these three dishes. She figured it out by her own sense of taste. Are you doubting my vision, Elise, or for some other reason? Is Ke Song dissatisfied?"
Compared to Elise's publicity, Jiang Qianfan seemed completely calm.
"I do have a prejudice against her. A girl who has no experience or even no love for this industry is held in your hand by you? Have you ever thought about my feelings?"
"You are already very good, Elise. I have nothing to teach you."
Jiang Qianfan supported the blind stick, still in a relaxed tone.
"Ha... Teach me? Are there only cooking skills between me and you?" Elise laughed at herself and tapped Jiang Qianfan's chest with her finger, "Actually, your heart has already crossed over a mentor. the boundaries. I'll wait and see if you can turn corruption into magic."
After speaking, Elise turned and left.
Jiang Qianfan turned around and walked to the door, where Lin Kesong was still standing.
She knew that things between Jiang Qianfan and Elise were never something she could get involved in. But there is one thing, she understands Jiang Qianfan's intention to prepare all this today.
"Thank you."
Following behind him, stepping on his shadow, Lin Kesong lowered his head and said softly.
"You don't sound confident at all. So my mind is completely wasted."
Jiang Qianfan's voice was cold, causing Lin Kesong to be at a loss for a moment.
"No! I have self-confidence now! Although this self-confidence is not yet full, I know that as long as I am willing to fight hard, I can win!"
Jiang Qianfan stopped and turned around.
His figure was like another world slowly opening, and some kind of wave poured into Lin Kesong's brain along the line of sight.
"Cross, I never wanted you to win, and I didn't need you to win to protect my reputation. I never deliberately asked you to cook a certain food or a certain dish my way, because I never did. I thought about turning you into another me."
Jiang Qianfan's voice was like the time flowing quietly in the middle of the night.
Gains and losses and fame and fortune have never bound him.
Those eight years were not to prove myself, but to return to the field that I love.
He has always been pure from start to finish.
"I only have one request from you. I hope you really enjoy what you're doing. I hope it makes you happy."
Lin Kesong suddenly didn't know how to answer Jiang Qianfan.
She could only look up at him, because at that moment he was closer to her than she thought, yet so far away.
Jiang Qianfan stretched out his hand to search in the air, and lightly patted Lin Kesong on the shoulder.
"Or so be it, Croissant. If you make something that tastes good to me, I'll promise you a condition. No matter how difficult the condition is, I'll do my best, no matter how much time and how much it takes. energy."
"It should be more difficult to make something that makes you feel delicious than to make something that even Michelin spy finds delicious?" Lin Kesong laughed. His pursuit of taste is so pure, how can a person without distractions achieve it
"But my promise is more reliable than the stars given by the Michelin spy. Conversely..." Jiang Qianfan lowered his body, turned his face to the side, and leaned towards her slowly. Such a gentle and soft gesture made Lin Kesong's heart almost restless. Jumping, "If I feel that you are not confident again and want to escape, I will kiss you. No matter what kind of people are around, no matter where you are, no matter how unwilling you are."
"How is this possible?" Lin Kesong shouted.
Is this simply the overlord clause
"sure."
Jiang Qianfan turned around and walked forward.
Lin Kesong hurried to catch up: "If you want to encourage me, you don't need to use this method! Really! You can punish me for copying recipes! You can punish me for forty-eight hours, instead of reading the news for seventy-two hours. Yes! It really doesn't have to be like this!"
"Is my kiss a punishment for you?"
Jiang Qianfan's voice became a little colder.
Oh mom... His heart was about to burst, if he came a few more times, he wouldn't be able to go to the west
"No... no... how could it be?"
"I like you, why can't I kiss you when you feel insecure and depressed?"
The voice that was obviously not related to "affectionate style" fell on Lin Kesong's heart, with a moving feeling.
He said "I like her" again and again, and Lin Kesong suddenly didn't know how to deal with it.
Just when Lin Kesong lowered his head, something suddenly touched her cheek.
"Oops!" Lin Kesong raised his eyes and met Jiang Qianfan who was leaning down slightly.
He kissed her again, though only lightly.
"You don't believe I like you, not because you don't like me, but because you don't believe you have something I like."
"Ah..." Has she been seen through by Jiang Qianfan again
Jiang Qianfan had a tendency to lean over again, and Lin Kesong quickly covered his face and stepped back: "I am very confident! I absolutely believe that you like me now! There is no doubt about it!"
"Really?"
"Really! Absolutely! Can't you hear the confidence in my voice!"
Lin Kesong is very sure that at this moment, he is absolutely decisive and has no hesitation!
The moment he straightened up, Lin Ke Song felt as if he saw a gossamer smile on his lips.
Was he deliberately teasing her just now
how is this possible? This is definitely not Jiang Qianfan!
Doctor Xie where are you? Come and see this guy quickly!
"Okay, we can try seafood tomorrow." After Jiang Qianfan finished speaking, he walked into the room.
When his door slowly closed, Lin Kesong exhaled forcefully.
"My mom... my mom..."
Lin Kesong walked in the corridor with her fists clenched. She realized that her life seemed to be facing a more severe challenge than the college entrance examination.
That is Jiang Qianfan's "like"!
All night, Lin Kesong tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, Jiang Qianfan's kiss came to her mind.
It was like a flower that suddenly bloomed overnight, opening up her world.
The phone vibrated, and it was a text message from Song Yiran: Let's live together.
Lin Kesong coughed violently when he saw the text message. This idiot, 80% of the time he sent a text message to the wrong person.
She couldn't help but reply: The head was squeezed by the door
Song Yiran: Let's live together, Ke Song.
Lin Kesong: Get out.
Song Yiran: I promise I don't mind if you listen to music and watch movies at night, I don't mind if you eat potato chips on the sofa to attract cockroaches, I don't mind if you take a shower after nine o'clock in the evening.
Lin Kesong couldn't help laughing: "Okay, you're here to buy a villa!"
Song Yiran: Then it was decided so happily.
Looking at this text message, Lin Kesong sat up suddenly, thinking that it wouldn't work, although Song Yiran has always been burning money, but where did he get so much money? Jiang Qianfan's community is very high-class at first glance, and the people who come and go are high-end people in New York. But with Song Yiran's brain-dead personality, it is very likely that he really did that!
This guy can't be so righteous, can he? She just complained to him, he was about to rescue her? Why didn't he buy her a first-class ticket when he came to New York by plane!
No, no, she is not his Yingyingyanyan, how could he buy a villa in her!
Nonsense, what does it mean to buy a villa for her, he is probably tired of living in a Manhattan sea view house, and wants to move his nest.
You study rubbish! If you don't study hard every day, you will know that you spend money indiscriminately!
And, for the most part, it's just talk.
Thanks to Song Yiran for successfully diverting her attention from Jiang Qianfan, Lin Kesong grabbed the quilt, snorted and fell asleep.
At this time, Song Yiran was sitting on the high stool in the bar, looking at Lin Kesong's text message with a smile.
"Hey! I heard that you are moving tomorrow?" Kevin Ann held a bottle of beer, sat beside Song Yiran, and put one hand on his shoulder.
"yes."
"Do you want me to find some beautiful sisters to celebrate your housewarming with you?"
"You, and your beautiful sisters, better not appear in front of me tomorrow."
"Why?" Kevin showed a very disappointed expression.
"Because I want to be quiet, what's the reason for that?"
"You are so boring!"
Kevin walked away with the beer, Song Yiran nodded and smiled helplessly.
The next morning, Lin Kesong stood beside Jiang Qianfan and read the recipe as usual. His instructions were always just right, which not only allowed Lin Kesong to think fully, but also let her know where the key points were at the right time.
While she was groping for pan-fried scallops and grilled sea bass with tomatoes and olives in the kitchen, Dr. Xie came. Jiang Qianfan left the kitchen directly and went back to the room to talk to Doctor Xie.
Lin Kesong couldn't help but wonder what Jiang Qianfan would talk about with Dr. Xie
Maybe, after Dr. Xie's explanation... He won't encourage her by saying "I like you" and kissing her again
It is the truly normal way of "step by step" and "spring wind and rain".
Lin Kesong raised his head and smiled, but Jiang Qianfan like this made her even more unimaginable.
If everything went back to its original point, Lin Kesong's knife tip stayed on the edge of the scallop, and suddenly he didn't know how to drop the knife.
Don't think about it anymore, everything will fall into place.
At this moment, the wall-mounted phone in the kitchen rang, and a voice without hesitation came: "Today, Dr. Xie will stay for lunch. The appetizers and main dishes will be handed over to you."
"What? Leave it to me..." Lin Kesong looked back at the kitchen, he had been thinking about it all the time, and hadn't thought through these two dishes at all!
"You can even prepare dinner for three well-known chefs in the industry, but you don't have the confidence to face Dr. Xie?"
Even across the phone, Lin Kesong had the illusion that Jiang Qianfan's breath was brushing past his ears.
He seemed to lean towards her, about to touch her.
"I can! It's just... just dessert..."
"There's no need for dessert. But you can prepare a soup."
Before Lin Kesong could ask "what soup to prepare", Jiang Qianfan hung up the phone.
Fortunately, Lin Kesong did not choose phobia, otherwise he would have to hesitate to die!
Although Dr. Xie has lived in New York for a long time, he is not European and American after all. As far as Asian tastes are concerned, he should prefer a light soup to something like creamy pumpkin soup or carrot bisque. And if the appetizer is pan-fried scallops, if the soup is too rich, his perception of the taste of scallops will be weakened.
Lin Kesong snapped his fingers: "Then the mint cabbage soup is ready!"
She will never forget the taste of this soup! Eat eight bowls and find bathrooms all over the world!
According to his impression, Lin Kesong prepared the ingredients, and the taste of the soup was almost the same as that day!
Followed by pan-fried scallops and sea bass.
After all the dishes were brought to the table, Lin Kesong cleaned the kitchen according to Jiang Qianfan's request and came to the restaurant.
What she didn't expect was that only Dr. Xie was at the table.
The dishes she prepared for Jiang Qianfan were placed in front of Doctor Xie.
Seeing her puzzled expression, Doctor Xie smiled and made a "please sit" gesture.
"Recently, a new restaurant is about to open, and Qianfan will be very busy. He is a very serious person and is used to doing everything by himself."
"Oh, so it is."
She thought she would hear Jiang Qianfan's comments on the dishes she made, but she didn't expect that he didn't even take a bite.
Dr. Xie supported his chin and looked at Lin Kesong with interest: "Do you know that your expression looks very disappointed."
"Because I thought I could get his advice."
Lin Kesong smiled, saying anything against his will in front of Doctor Xie would be seen through, so he might as well tell the truth.
"Not just pointing, but also affirming." Dr. Xie added.
"Then what about Doctor Xie? Do you think what I make is delicious?"
"That's right, you know how to fight against customers and ask me a question." Dr. Xie nodded, "It's delicious. It's unbelievable that it came from a beginner."
Lin Kesong laughed, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and just put it into her mouth, Doctor Xie's words almost made her squirt out.
"Has Qianfan confessed to you?"
Lin Kesong's eyes widened. Could it be that Jiang Qianfan would tell Dr. Xie about such a thing
"The first time he asked me if he remembered the taste of a crush, I knew there must be something that moved him." Dr. Xie stretched out his finger and gestured for a gap, "Even if it's just a little bit, Heart is heart.”
"Secret love?" Lin Kesong raised his head curiously.
Could it be that Jiang Qianfan also had a crush experience
A cold male god like him
"He also asked me if I remember the taste of ice-sugar haws."
Lin Kesong's fingertips trembled. He still remembered the street lamp that she was about to forget on that gloomy night, and the words she impromptuly said to him
A crush is like a candied fruit. It's wrapped in a sweet icing that likes a person, but as long as you bite it, you will eat a sour and astringent taste.
"He is not as indifferent as you think, as if he is not interested in the whole world. He is most sensitive not only to his sense of taste, but also to his feelings. Ke Song, how did Jiang Qianfan confess to you? ?"
Dr. Xie's eyes are like the bottomless deep sea, reflecting her heart.
"He said he likes me."
"You don't seem so sure. Is it because you still like someone else, or because 'I like you' isn't what you really want to hear?"
Lin Kesong swallowed.
Is she still secretly in love with Song Yiran? As soon as she saw his text messages, she would still smile subconsciously. When he gets close, his heart still beats fast.
But what about Jiang Qianfan
When he got close to him, it wasn't just his heartbeat, it was as if the whole world was rushing towards her.
"Don't rush to answer me. Because knowing your own mind is the most correct way to respond to the other person. When you are ready, ask him the right question. Only by asking the right question will you get the right one. Answer."
"what is the problem?"
Dr. Xie smiled without answering, wiped his mouth gently, and stood up: "Thank you for your lunch, it's very delicious."
When Dr. Xie left, leaving Lin Kesong alone at the table, everything was quiet.
It was as if that faded night had come alive again.
The tip of her tongue still had the astringent taste after the sweet and sour rock candied haws.
There is also Jiang Qianfan's profile under the street lights.
At this moment, Lin Kesong's cell phone rang. She took it out subconsciously and saw that the name "Song Yiran" was flashing, her fingers trembled, and the cell phone fell to the ground.
"My mother!" Lin Kesong quickly picked it up, "Hey, Song Yiran?"
"I've lived in a villa in the same community as you."
"..." After two seconds, Lin Kesong realized, "Isn't it? Did you really buy a villa?"
"I rented it. There is still more than a month left, and I came to accompany you specially. How is it, do you have enough loyalty?"
Lin Kesong didn't know what to say for a while.
This guy's always like that when he's yelling at him for a favor, he's got amnesia.
But when he no longer has hope for him, he always surprises her.
Immediately afterwards, the number of a villa was passed to her mobile phone, which seemed to be very close to Jiang Qianfan's villa.
"I haven't had lunch yet. Aren't you going to participate in the 'Master Show'? Come and show off."
"Did you buy vegetables? May I show you a hand?"
"Yes, tomatoes and eggs."
"Come, you wait!"
Lin Kesong didn't really believe that Song Yiran would let him make tomato scrambled eggs for him. Eighty percent of the time, when she got to his villa, she could see a large group of friends and dogs holding beer and hugging the beautiful woman.
Lin Kesong told Mel that he was going to see his new friend who moved in.
"Of course you can, this is your freedom. But don't come back too late, sir, I hope you can focus more on your cooking skills, don't let him down."
"I will! Go and come back!"
"Little Bread, who is the new friend you're talking about?" Mel asked casually.
"Oh, it's an old friend who came here with me. It's just that he came here to study."
Lin Kesong changed his shoes and walked out.
Mel looked at the back of her leaving and made a phone call.
Song Yiran didn't rent a big villa. When Lin Kesong walked in, he found that the furniture in the villa was similar to Song Yiran's Manhattan apartment.
Today's Song Yiran looks very casual, wearing a light brown sweater, dark blue jeans, stepping on slippers, and smiling slightly, those eyes easily disturbed her heart.
"come in."
"Isn't it possible for you? Moved all the furniture between you? You don't mind bothering?"
"I won't change things that I'm used to. If I change them, I won't be able to fall asleep. Besides..." Song Yiran deliberately lengthened her voice, "As long as I can see you often, I won't be annoyed no matter how hard I make it."
He brought his face close, and Lin Kesong moved his face away, pretending to be disgusted, "Come on, aren't you hungry? Where's the kitchen, I'll make you 'Hell Red Soup'!"
Speaking of this, Song Yiran couldn't help laughing: "Believe it or not, no matter how unpalatable the food you make, I will eat it all."
"Just wait and see, I can't make something so unpalatable anymore."
Less than thirty seconds after Lin Kesong entered the kitchen, she heard her roar: "Song Yiran! Where's the salt? Where's the sugar? Where's the seasoning?"
Song Yiran leaned against the kitchen door and said slowly, "Oh... I forgot."
"Why don't you forget your head too?" Lin Kesong said angrily.
Song Yiran smiled: "Do you know that the way you spoke just now seemed to be my wife who has been married for many years?"
Again and again, this guy is making such a joke on her again without heart.
"I'll make you tasteless tomato scrambled eggs, and you'll eat them all for me!"