Chapter 11 It’s a pity that she is someone else’s wife
Half an hour later, Wang Xin got off the bus and took the insulation bucket prepared by Wang Shen for her and returned to the dormitory.
Pushing the door open, the roommates were playing the King of Glory in the dormitory.
Seeing Wang Xin come back, roommate Zhang Na asked curiously: "What good thing are you carrying?"
"My brother stir-fried rice!" Wang Xin replied.
"Uh? Well, I thought it was the chicken soup." Zhang Na lost interest when she heard it.
"It's delicious, you've never tasted it before." Wang Xin smiled.
"Really and false?" Zhang Na looked disbelief.
"Of course it's true." Wang Xin said seriously.
"Is that so? Leave some supper for me." Zhang Na said casually. She had the best relationship with Wang Xin in the dormitory, so she was not polite.
"What's the delicious rice? Don't never see the world. Please go to Hong Kong-style fried rice another day."
At this time, another roommate Cui Linlin said disdainfully.
When Zhang Na heard this, she glanced at Wang Xin awkwardly, but didn't say more.
This Cui Linlin is the eldest sister in the dormitory. She is rich and domineering.
From time to time, I will ask everyone to have a meal.
Others are children from ordinary people. As the saying goes, they eat people with short mouths and short hands, and they can't afford to offend them. Naturally, they follow her in everything.
The dormitory is a small society, and it is very realistic.
Wang Xin didn't have emotional intelligence, so she naturally didn't say much. She just smiled awkwardly and took the book to study.
Because she learned that her brother was working hard to make money, she worked very hard when she learned that she had worked hard until the sunset, and then returned to the dormitory with her backpack on her back.
As soon as I opened the door, Wang Xin saw Zhang Na and another roommate Wang Wenjing gathering in front of her insulation bucket. You and I dig the rice with a spoon in one bite.
"Well, Wang Xin, the rice you cooked with your brother is so delicious." Roommate Wang Wenjing bulged her mouth and said vaguely.
"Yes, it's delicious!" Wang Xin smiled happily when she heard someone praise her brother's skills.
Zhang Na gave a thumbs up and praised: "Our brother is amazing. I didn't expect that fried rice can be so delicious, it's just a little cold."
"I'll let my brother cook some next time." Wang Xin replied happily.
"Yeah, yeah, okay!"
The two girls nodded in agreement.
Only Cui Linlin sat aside with disdain, playing with her cell phone on her own.
It’s a pity that her erratic little eyes betrayed her heart.
...
Brother Wang Shen, who was praised by the girls, is now selling fried rice at the entrance of the community.
After being fryed for so long, he has become a little adapted to this kind of life.
With the addition of the Wulika, Wang Shen obviously felt that his body became much stronger, and his every move was full of strength.
This allowed him to stir-fry the rice, avoiding muscle strain caused by not being able to use force, and at the same time the body's recovery is significantly enhanced, and it also has the effect of exercise.
"Brother, how many years have you been fried rice? You are very good at it!"
"Your rice is a little worse. I have eaten special rice with a buddy before. The taste is, tsk..."
"Which community are you from? Do you sell here all day?"
Listening to the praises and chatting about strangers in his ears, Wang Shen seemed to be in the torrent of the world, experiencing the various worlds.
This is something he had never experienced when he was busy with life and was at the bottom of society.
It can also be said that I don't have the mood to experience it.
I don't have a girlfriend, a house, or a car. I feel the worldly torrent of trampling on horses!
Wang Shen casually slammed the scoop, with a sense of freedom and freedom that is in the face of the void and the world independent.
Well, I feel myself!
Just as Chef Wang was sweating profusely and stir-frying, a fragrant breeze blew over and slowly rubbed into his sensitive nasal cavity.
This fragrance is so ripe!
Wang Shen looked up and saw that it was indeed the little lady Qinghan next door who appeared in front of the stall.
He showed his big white teeth, smiled at the woman, and asked casually: "Have you just got off work?"
Qinghan smiled sweetly and said, "Well, I've been working overtime today. Come and have a look. There are so many people."
"It's okay. If you don't have a hurry, I'll give you a review."
"Yeah!" Qinghan showed a faint smile on her delicate face.
"Beauty, the guy is absolutely inexpensive, you can't taste it any other place." At this time, a waiting customer said casually.
"Is that?" Qinghan's beautiful eyes showed a hint of surprise. She didn't expect that Wang Shen would have such a high evaluation.
"Of course, I come to buy one almost every day after get off work, with more than a dozen flavors to eat." This young customer didn't know if he really wanted to give Wang Shen a face or just wanted to chat with a beautiful woman.
Anyway, it sounds pretty good.
Wang Shen gave him a thumbs up in his heart!
Perhaps because of the beauty coming, Wang Shen fryed the rice, and the spoon was flying, and the flames were everywhere. The fried rice was quickly out of the pot under its flowing movement.
Qinghan was also a little dazzled and fascinated by the viewing. Who is the street stall, cooking a rice is like practicing martial arts.
I couldn't help but become more interested in the next taste.
She worked overtime tonight, and her boyfriend Sun Shuai accompanied her leader to socialize and was too lazy to cook, so she thought that her neighbor Wang Shen seemed to be fried rice at the door.
I was idle, so I came over and took a look and bought a copy to try.
While stir-frying the rice, Wang Shen chatted with Qinghan for a few words. After about ten minutes, he cleared the fried rice of other guests.
"What flavor do you want to eat?"
Hearing Wang Shen's voice, Qinghan looked at the menu posted next to the tricycle.
I saw it read: "Lanzhou fried rice, egg fried rice, Yangzhou fried rice, tomato egg fried rice, Italian fried rice, flower fairy fried rice, handsome guy fried rice..."
"What is this flower fairy fried rice?" Qinghan said curiously.
"Fried Rice with Vegetables!" Wang Shen explained.
"That's it!"
"Yes, okay!" Wang Shen nodded and started the Fried Rice of Flower Fairy.
This time, Wang Shen didn't have so many fancy moves in fried rice, but the fried rice was still very delicate.
In front of a beautiful woman, you have to give yourself a long face!
A few minutes later, a fried rice with a strong aroma and colorful color was freshly served.
Qinghan looked at the bright and fragrant Fried Rice in front of her, and felt that the cells in her nose and taste seemed to have become sperm.
Keeps encouraging her appetite!
She couldn't help swallowing.
"Try it!"
Wang Shen handed over a disposable chopstick.
"Yeah!" Qinghan's eyes lit up slightly, she reached out to take the fried rice box, picked up some with chopsticks, and couldn't wait to put them in her mouth.
This taste, this taste...
Qinghan tasted several more bites before she put down her chopsticks with unsatisfactory pleasure and exclaimed: "It's so delicious. It's even better than the exquisite beef fried rice I ate in the hotel last time."
"You are so awesome!"
"Just like it, come and support it when you have time." Wang Shen smiled.
"Well, I'll go back to eat the rest."
After Qinghan finished speaking, she took out her cell phone and scanned it on the QR code.
Wang Shen didn't stop you, who made you someone else's girlfriend?
Help, do good things, spend money? There is no door.
Just so stingy!
Qinghan paid the payment, smiled at Wang Shen, then turned around and carried the fried rice back to the community.
The beauty is gone, the fragrance remains!
It's a pity that it's someone else's wife, alas!
Wang Shen couldn't let go of his eyes, and the customers who came to buy fried rice had already rushed over.
"Master, Yangzhou fried rice, two servings!"
"Good!"
Life has to continue!
Chapter completed!