Xia Mengying leaned down and opened the refrigerator, looking at the food, vegetables, fruits, and all kinds of meat inside.
Xia Mengying turned her head and looked at Ning Ziqian suspiciously. He didn't know how to cook at all, and he lived alone here. He might not be able to finish all the dishes in a week by himself.
"Wait for me for about half an hour."
After Xia Mengying finished speaking, she turned around and looked at the refrigerator. After thinking for a moment, she took out the ingredients for the evening and carried them into the kitchen.
"Do you need my help?" Ning Ziqian stood up from the sofa and asked proactively. Junyan had a soft smile on his face, indicating his good mood at the moment.
"Need not."
He opens his mouth to order food, and after finishing the meal, the bowls have to be washed by the cleaning lady. This kind of person will definitely be more helpful when he enters the kitchen. Moreover, his appearance is not suitable for the kitchen. Just thinking about it
The way he wore an apron made Xia Mengying laugh.
Although she originally learned how to cook with her mother in order to attract her future husband, now she is very willing to cook for Ning Ziqian. She is very happy that she can do something for him. In this way, she can feel more comfortable.
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"Just sit on the sofa and wait for me."
Xia Mengying put down the dishes, opened the cupboard, and looked at the neatly arranged bottles and jars inside. Most of them were unopened. In addition to the most basic cooking oil, vinegar, soy sauce, there were many other sauces, cooking wine, etc.
She had never heard of several of them before. If the taste of today's food was not good, it must be a problem with her craftsmanship.
Xia Mengying found the apron from last time and put it on. Looking at the pots and pans that were completely different from the ones at home, she instantly realized that this was not the kitchen she often frequented at home. She didn't even know where the rice was.
Xia Mengying was about to go out and ask Ning Zi where Qianmi was. Thinking of her experience of looking for noodles last time, she gave up and opened the cupboard to look for them one by one.
"Are you looking for rice? It's in the cupboard on your upper right."
Xia Mengying turned around, and Ning Ziqian appeared at the door of the kitchen at some point, with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing very leisurely, smiling, and in a good mood.
Xia Mengying followed Ning Ziqian's instructions and quickly found a small bag of Thai rice that had not yet been opened.
"Ning Ziqian, when did you buy these things?"
"I didn't buy it."
Xia Mengying squatted on the ground washing rice and looked up at Ning Ziqian. She really didn't look like someone who would buy firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.
Xia Mengying washed the rice, put it into the rice cooker, and then washed the vegetables. In order to save time, she cut the vegetables while cooking.
Ning Ziqian looked at her skillful and neat movements and her serious and focused look. The familiar yet strange feeling came to his heart again. He liked to see Xia Mengying's busy figure in the empty kitchen, and he liked that she was doing everything for her.
The way he was busy made him feel happy.
The food in the refrigerator and the things in the cupboards were all bought by him from the cleaning aunt. He was a complete layman on kitchen matters. Whether the fruits and vegetables were fresh, what was needed for cooking, and what kind of rice was the best, he knew all about it.
They all know nothing.
Since Xia Mengying came last time, he asked the aunt who cleans the house to bring vegetables every morning. The vegetables bought that day are placed in the refrigerator. If they are no longer useful, he will ask her to take them back the next day. He feels vaguely
I hope Xia Mengying can come again, but I didn't expect it to come true so soon. How could Ning Ziqian be in a bad mood?
At this moment, the phone next to the sofa suddenly rang again. Ning Ziqian didn't want to answer it at first, but the phone kept ringing, and it seemed like it would keep ringing if he didn't answer it.
"Why is there no answer on your mobile phone?" The call was from Ling Zeyu. Before calling Ning Ziqian's home, he had already made no less than five calls to Ning Ziqian's two mobile phone numbers.
Got through, but no one picked up.
"Is there a problem?"
Ling Zeyu's phone call brought a little haze to his completely good mood. Although it didn't have much impact, Ning Ziqian was still unhappy.
"Brother Ziqian, let's go to the bar for a drink tonight." The call was from Ling Zeyu.
"No." Ning Ziqian refused without hesitation.
"Are you with my sister-in-law now?"
Ning Ziqian was about to say no, when Xia Mengying's voice suddenly came from the kitchen, "Ning Ziqian, the food is ready. You can prepare it and you can eat."
Before Ning Ziqian could speak, Ling Zeyu's excited laughter could be heard over there, as if he had taken stimulants.
"Brother Ziqian, if you don't accompany me, there's no point in going to the bar alone. I haven't had dinner yet." Before Ling Zeyu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ning Ziqian, "You're not allowed to come over.
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The cold voice was a warning and an order. Ning Ziqian wanted to say something more. Xia Mengying, who was wearing an apron and carrying dishes in both hands, had already come out of the kitchen. Without thinking, he hung up the phone.
"who is it?"
Xia Mengying placed the dishes on the dining table, turned to look at Ning Ziqian and asked.
"This is a call from someone from the company." Ling Zeyu, as the legal advisor of Shengshi Group, is naturally considered a member of the company.
"Is there something urgent? Ning Ziqian, the company's matters are important, you'd better go and deal with them first." If it's not an urgent matter, the call won't come to home.
"Don't worry, nothing's wrong."
Ning Ziqian smiled at Xia Mengying and reassured her, but he hung up the phone in a hurry, but he felt very worried about Ling Zeyu.
Ning Ziqian turned back to the room, found his cell phone, found the missed call and dialed it. As soon as the call was connected, Ning Ziqian couldn't wait to speak, "Ling Zeyu, you are not allowed to come over at night, otherwise, you will bear the consequences.
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Ning Ziqian thought for a while and felt that it was almost ready, so he hung up the phone.
Stir-fried bitter gourd, stir-fried lotus root slices, stir-fried pork with peppers, stir-fried broccoli with mushrooms, tomato and egg soup, a very simple home-cooked four dishes and one soup, the green color is also very suitable for summer.
"Try it and see how it tastes?" Considering Ning Ziqian's taste, the dishes cooked today are relatively light.
Ning Ziqian took a few bites, raised his head to meet her expectant eyes, and smiled, "It's very good."
He knew that she liked spicy food, and he was a little moved when he saw her cooking according to his own taste.
"As long as you like it." Xia Mengying smiled sheepishly. In fact, these dishes are not Xia Mengying's specialty. She likes spicy food, and her specialty is mostly Sichuan cuisine, such as boiled pork slices and Kung Pao chicken.
Yes, but because Fang Jingyi's taste is relatively light, she spent a lot of effort preparing a sumptuous birthday meal for Fang Jingyi last year, so she still has some confidence in her cooking skills.
"Don't you eat onions?"
Xia Mengying asked as she looked at the chopped green onions that Ning Ziqian had peeled off the lotus root slices and swept them to the edge of the bowl.
"I don't like it very much." Ning Ziqian smiled and said very honestly.
"If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have let you go, but I will remember it next time."
Ning Ziqian looked at Xia Mengying's serious look, and the smile on Junyan's face became brighter and softer.
The two of them were eating happily, talking and laughing, when the doorbell suddenly rang.