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"Can we be in the same situation as you?" Seeing the traces that Jiang Yi's turtleneck sweater couldn't cover, Qi Bai's eyes were full of teasing:
"We are fake couples, you are real swordsmen on the ground."
Mr. Jiang was teased until his face turned red, and he pretended to be calm: "Do you know what it means to support?"
Wouldn't he be at a loss if he didn't do it with real swords? !
Qi Bai looked at the dark circles under his buddy's eyes and smiled meaningfully: "The annual salary of one million is different from being free. Don't sleep last night, right?"
Jiang Yi's neck turned red now.
Thinking about Qi Bai's several T's "study materials", Jiang always knew that his face in this regard was not comparable to the other party's.
But Jiang is not easy to mess with.
So Jiang Yi lowered his voice and gritted his teeth at a volume that only he and Qi Bai could hear:
"If you're interested, I'll be happy to give you one million and let you level up with Jiang Jianzhi."
Qi Bai: "?"
The author has something to say:
Xiaobai: Why don't you just give me the million!
Professor Jiang...you can also give it to me.
noob:? ? ?
Say good performances don't sell themselves? ? ?
Chapter 26 Engagement
Mr. Jiang made a lot of money, and he would be happy to hear a sound if he dropped one million. Qi Bai looked at his friend who had turned into anger and 'tsk', and he was so angry that he didn't pay for his life:
"You're in a hurry."
After finishing speaking, Qi Bai added slowly: "Poverty can't be moved, rich and noble can't be promiscuous, Jiang Jianzhi doesn't sell himself as an artist."
In ancient times, Mr. Jiang's appearance was so high that he was a well-known gentleman in the south of the Yangtze River.
He also saw that although Jiang Jianzhi has a special job, he is not short of money, but his life is not extravagant, and he implements the "minimalist life" to the end.
Qi Bai didn't want to upgrade to SVIP at Jiang Jianzhi's place, but Jiang Yi did not object to being a good boy:
"Please put one million on the card and thank you."
Jiang Yi: "...Go away!"
Pushing Qi Bai angrily, Jiang Yi asked him to wash the vegetables.
Qi Bai was driven into the kitchen and saw Yu Qinchuan processing beef and Jiang Jianzhi cutting potatoes. The two were chatting about something. Seeing him come in, Jiang Jianzhi glanced at him and said nothing.
Qi Bai looked at the potato chips on the plate, and looked at Jiang Jianzhi unexpectedly: "I didn't expect that Mr. Jiang, your knife skills are quite good."
The thickness of the potato chips on the plate is uniform, even if you use a ruler to measure it, it will not be more standard than this.
Yu Qinchuan sneered when he heard the words, teasing: "A potato is cut for seven or eight minutes, and those who don't know think he has performed an operation on a potato."
It was just cutting a potato, Jiang Jianzhi's serious appearance was about to draw a line to analyze where to cut the knife.
Looking at Jiang Jianzhi, who pursed his lips and said nothing, and then looked at his slow movements, Qi Bai: "..."
Every single thing, the quality is considerable, and the speed is worrying.
How can put it, it is very in line with Mr. Jiang's rigorous character.
The clear soup pot Qi Bai likes to cook chrysanthemum and baby vegetables. Jiang Yi bought a lot of them. They are all natural and pollution-free, but they are troublesome to wash. Qi Bai lowered his head and washed a few pieces, so he had to lift the hair that was hanging down to block his sight.
Finally tired, he simply tied up the front of the hair, revealing a smooth and full forehead.
Jiang Jianzhi looked at the small dagger on Qi Bai's head, and the knife for cutting potatoes shifted. The originally symmetrical potato slices suddenly became richer in the lower part of his body.
Jiang Jianzhi: "..."
Light-colored pupils looked at this piece of potato chips, which could be called a 'failure'. Professor Jiang glanced at Qi Bai who had just said that he was good at swordsmanship, and paused for two seconds.
Unable to waste food, Professor Jiang quietly stuffed his fault at the bottom of the plate and covered it with other potato chips.
Out of sight out of mind.
There were only four of them, but Jiang Yiyu Qinchuan bought a lot of ingredients, and it took more than an hour to process them.
During this period, Professor Jiang first cut the potatoes, then the yam and lotus root, and then chopped the dipping sauce. He never left the knife in his hand the whole time.
Yu Qinchuan glanced at him from time to time, always worried that he would find it a waste of time to quit.
But what he didn't expect was that although Jiang Jianzhi frowned slightly, he didn't say a word to leave.
Even later, Qi Bai brought a package of crispy sausages and asked Jiang Jianzhi to cut the crispy sausages into the shape of small octopuses, on the grounds that they looked good when cooked, but Jiang Jianzhi did not refuse.
In order to ensure that the legs of the little octopus are all the same thickness, Professor Jiang even changed to a more convenient ceramic knife.
In the more than 20 years of knowing Jiang Jianzhi, Yu Qinchuan has never seen him spend time on such flashy things, and it is amazing to watch from the sidelines.
Judging from this time, he seems to have changed a lot...
...
It was already past eleven o'clock when we sat around the table, and it was still the familiar coffee table, the familiar seat, and the familiar leg touching.
Qi Bai likes spicy food, so the thick layer of chili oil floating on the hot pot of butter does not count. His dipping saucer is also full of crushed green and red peppers.
The chopped chili pepper was also cut by Jiang Jianzhi. When he cut it, he felt that the spicy taste smudged his eyes. When he saw Qi Bai's bowl, he could imagine the appearance of this person's lips being rosy and slightly swollen after being so spicy...
Suppressing the inexplicable emotions in his heart, Jiang Jianzhi frowned slightly, but Qi Bai was in high spirits, and it was obvious that he had been greedy for a long time.
Professor Jiang didn't say anything, just went to the refrigerator to get a few boxes of sweet milk.
Before starting, Jiang Yi took a photo to send to the circle of friends. Qi Bai, who was staring at the pot, didn't lift his head: "Send me a copy."
Jiang Yi made an 'OK' gesture, and then said, "Why didn't you reply to the screenshot of the joke I sent you last night? Isn't it funny?"
"Didn't you reply?" Qi Bai didn't care: "You send me 800 messages every day, 700 of which are funny pictures of sand sculptures. If you don't reply, I have already replied with my mind."
Jiang Jianzhi stopped for a while, his eyes swept over the two people who were talking and laughing, and his expression moved slightly.
When he took off his coat, Jiang Jianzhi noticed the hickey on Jiang Yi's neckline.