Lu Qi shuddered in pain, shook his hands and took a few steps back, taking several breaths of air.

Zhou Ming was dumbfounded, and the notification sound on the phone sounded "Ding", and he hurriedly turned around and went back to get the milk tea, pretending nothing happened.

"Please take your three-point sugar iced milk tea slowly! Welcome to come again next time!"

The jasmine snow buds are paired with fresh milk, the tea is sweet and not greasy, and the ice-cold tea penetrates into the internal organs, ah, this is worth the world.

Zhou Ming squinted his eyes and sighed, then turned his head to look at the two people who were arguing. Ji Yunqing was gone, and Lu Qi was still in a daze, his right hand trembling slightly.

Ji Yunqing looked indifferent, and he didn't even blink when he started.

Really strong.

Zhou Ming made such an evaluation for no reason. He felt that the little girlfriends he had talked with before were really gentler than each other. The worst thing was smashing his mobile phone.

The movie had just been released, and there were quite a few people seated. Most of them were intimate couples. Zhou Ming picked a seat at the back, but it was a bit uncomfortable.

He is tall and has long legs. The design of this theater is unreasonable. The distance between the front and back rows is still a bit close, so Zhou Ming was forced to tuck his legs back a little, and he couldn't move much.

Just at this time, a couple led a little boy in, sprinkled popcorn as they walked, and sprinkled it all the way to Zhou Ming's feet.

The little boy arrogantly sat down beside Zhou Ming, and stared at him.

Almost at the same moment, Zhou Ming grabbed the scarf and stood up, threw it casually around his neck and walked outside until he reached the corridor outside, then silently took out his mobile phone and selected the IMAX version ticket for the theater in front of Zhang's house.

If there is something uncomfortable, he will react immediately, and then simply stay away.

Before boarding the car, Zhou Ming planned to finish the milk tea. Perhaps the cold taste reminded his stomach. At this time, he suddenly wanted to eat something warm, um...for example, a bowl of stewed chicken soup with red dates.

But just bought a ticket.

Zhou Ming thought for five seconds, and decided to bow to the food, so he sent the QR code of the movie ticket to the work group in the gym, with the words: "Whoever is free, let's go see it."

And now he is going to buy a fresh hen to make soup.

For this kind of health-preserving soup, the process of making it is really not difficult. The important thing is whether the ingredients themselves are good or bad. There is no freshly slaughtered meat in chain supermarkets.At the traffic light, go straight to the vegetable market full of fireworks.

The first one on the right hand side sells three delicacies pot stickers. Zhou Ming just came out of the pot when he passed by. The boss turned the burnt yellow and fragrant pot stickers upside down into a flat plate, and sprinkled a handful of black sesame seeds proudly.

"...Brother Dong, you sprinkled it late," Zhou Ming looked intently, "Why did it get on the burnt surface?"

Brother Dong is thirty-five years old. He has learned pot stickers from his parents since he could walk. His strong tendons are all made by kneading dough.

"Don't eat," Zhou Ming laughed, "This is the principle."

After being scolded by Dong Ge with a smile, Zhou Ming continued to walk forward. The aunt who sold fried radish balls saw him and grabbed one with her gloved hand: "Come on, it's still hot!"

When Zhou Ming came to the vegetable market, he was almost as comfortable as going home.

Sometimes he also thinks that he is too bored and out of touch, so he will run here slowly. When he was a child, he came to buy fried skewers after school, and when he was an adult, he came here every now and then to buy vegetables. Zhou Ming felt the excitement in the market, and his heart was rubbedWarm like a handful.

The radish balls were really hot, Zhou Ming breathed in his mouth for a long time before swallowing them, and gave his aunt a thumbs up.

"Don't ask," the aunt proudly raised her neck, "The exclusive secret recipe will never be shared."

Zhou Ming still had that delicious taste on the tip of his tongue, and he waved his hand indifferently: "Anyway, sooner or later, I will have to learn this."

The fresh meat was at the back of the vegetable market. He had already called Uncle Meng in advance and left him a small chicken.

"It's less than four catties," Uncle Meng waved at him from a distance, "I just cleaned it up, do you want to chop it off?"

"No need," Zhou Ming took the bag, "I'll take it back and make soup whole."

Uncle Meng stuffed him with another piece of turmeric after hearing the words: "You eat a lot these days, where is the meat growing? Jing has grown up!"

Zhou Ming smiled and listened to the chatter, and walked back slowly. There were all the remaining ingredients in the refrigerator. He always had everything in his life, except for freshly picked fruits and vegetables, and other dry goodsEverything you need.

He likes to simmer on low heat, so he cleaned up after going home, added food to Hua Hua, and then went to deal with the little chicken. There is still more than an hour to sign the contract for the shop, and the soup should be just right when he comes back.I drank it warmly tonight. have to go to the store tomorrow to have a look. Spring is a good time for sales.

Soak the shiitake mushrooms and red dates in advance. Put the cleaned chicken into the pot under cold water. After the water boils, take it out and clean it with boiling water. After the frying pan is heated, pour a little oil. Stir-fry the ginger slices and add the chicken, quickly topped with cooking wine, Zhou Ming doesn’t like fishy smell, so he often treats chicken like this, when the smoke is boiling, pour hot water, shiitake mushrooms and red dates, wait until the water boils again, then pour it into the prepared casserole together with the chicken.

There was no rush to cook the soup, so Zhou Ming put the lid on the pot, washed his hands in satisfaction, and came out to pet the cat.

Huahua is a very temperamental little tortoise shell in the countryside. He rubs on his stomach at will, and the soft pad gently pushes Zhou Ming's face, making a "snoring, hulu" sound.

"Be good, baby." Zhou Ming took a deep breath of the cat, "Did you miss your brother today?"

Huahua: "Meow~"

He raised his head comfortably, walked to the door to put on his coat, and made an appointment to sign the contract at the neighboring real estate agency at 5:30.After being cheated once, he angrily withdrew the contract and began to sign it himself.

When he was putting on his shoes, he suddenly remembered that he was angry with Ji Yunqing and Lu Qi today, will they come together that night?

"A cat strip," Zhou Ming wrapped up his scarf, turned his head and smiled at Hua Hua, "I bet only one person will come."

He won.

In the clean and tidy reception room of the real estate agency, Ji Yunqing was sitting there leisurely, wearing a thick knitted sweater and a long black coat hanging beside him, as if he was taking a nap, his thin back was slightly bent, revealing a graceful curve.

Zhou Ming looked away, he thought the dancers were always upright.

I didn't expect to have such a relaxing time.

The intermediary in a suit also came in with the materials, and respectfully put down a cup of hot water on the table.

"Sorry," Zhou Ming sat across from him, looking at the water that had already cooled down in front of Ji Yunqing, "Have you waited for a while?"

Only then did Ji Yunqing open his eyes, and stretched like a cat, his movements were extremely stretched.

"I just arrived too," he said with a slight smile, "I'm really sorry to show you a joke this afternoon."

"Where is it?" Zhou Ming didn't expect him to mention this suddenly, "It's normal for two people to have some friction when they are together, it's always like this."

Ji Yunqing didn't ask him when he discovered his relationship with Lu Qi, he didn't hide his identity, but it wasn't because he was brave, but because he didn't care.

Ji Yunqing never cared what others thought of him.

The process of signing the contract was very smooth. Both of them were straightforward masters. They signed quickly. When Ji Yunqing walked outside wrapped in a black coat, he found that the sky was getting late, the clouds were shining brightly, and the tired birds were returning to their nests.Children are in groups of three or four, and adults who are carrying vegetables back home are hurrying, rushing to the lights of thousands of houses.

Ji Yunqing clapped his hands: "Happy cooperation."

Zhou Ming nodded, and said politely to him, "Do you want to have a meal before leaving?"

"Okay," Ji Yunqing answered directly, "What delicious food do you have here? I haven't been here before, so I'm not familiar with it."

Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment, thinking of the chicken soup in the casserole, and looking at the other person's natural expression, hesitating for a moment, still didn't know how to speak, but Ji Yunqing seemed to react: "Would you like to eat at your house?"

"Well, I stewed chicken soup," Zhou Ming glanced at the watch on his wrist, "It's ready, it's simmering in the pot."

Ji Yunqing glanced at him in surprise: "I thought you were looking for a meal partner... That's too embarrassing, I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to be able to cook, so virtuous."

The wind blew his broken hair, and Ji Yunqing seemed to be a little cold to wrap his coat tightly, and declined: "It's fine if you come to disturb me, and we will have dinner together when we have a chance."

Can't tell whether it was luck or something, Zhou Ming breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Okay, let's get together next time."

This is how adults communicate, keeping a certain distance quietly, being polite and indifferent, so that everyone can live comfortably, except for that Lin Mengmeng.

Because this person was bouncing... rushing towards him behind Ji Yunqing, like a running husky.

Carrying two large plastic bags in his hands, full of them.

"Why didn't you answer my call?" He came up with a smile and bumped into Zhou Ming's shoulder, "My mother just wrapped the little wontons, and I've divided them up for you, and you can just freeze them in the refrigerator, hey, this is not the one....?"

"Ji Yunqing," Ji Yunqing, who was clasping his black coat, nodded his head without extending his hand, "Hello, I heard Lu Qi mentioned you."

The corner of Zhou Ming's mouth twitched and he took out his mobile phone. Sure enough, there was a missed call. He would mute it in advance in the movie theater, and forgot to turn it on again.

"Oh——" Lin Mengmeng glanced at Zhou Ming, then at Ji Yunqing, "Is that shop settled?"

"Yeah, I just signed the contract," Ji Yunqing said calmly, "Mr. Zhou asked if he wanted to eat, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already declined, when he saw the husky opposite, no, Lin Mengmeng's eyes widened suddenly.

"Zhou Ming wants to keep you for dinner?" He asked strangely, "Go to his house for dinner?"

Ji Yunqing opened his mouth hesitantly: "Uh, they said they made chicken soup, but I..."

Lin Mengmeng didn't let him continue, because he had already stared at Zhou Ming fiercely, with grief and indignation in his eyes, as if he had come to the scene of the adulterer himself.

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