Enemies (10 updates, please give me a monthly vote)

After Liu Qing finished calling, it was already past five o'clock.

Su Qi sat there and looked at him with eyes:

“Can you cook now?”

What she is most concerned about now is that meal.

People are isolated and can’t do anything else. Learning to cook and cooking seems to be able to pass the boring time.

Liu Qing is here, and she has a guide who can provide a guarantee at critical moments so as not to waste any amount of waste of ingredients, which also makes her less psychological pressure on learning to cook.

Liu Qing nodded: "It's time to cook."

After thinking about it, he added: "You should do it, I'll watch it."

"Then let's start." Su Qi said.

There was a little excitement in her tone, which didn't quite match her aloof president's character.

Feng Zhixuan's mind reappeared the scene of Su Qi feeding Liu Qing at noon, and she thought sadly: "She is so happy, just thinking about stuffing the chopsticks she had eaten into the man's mouth like noon..."

I feel like I have to prevent this from happening anyway.

So he said, "Mr. Su, you are the president of the group. How can you do such a thing? Let me do it, I can learn it too."

Su Qi was a little funny: "It just makes me feel like cooking, what does it have to do with me being the president? I also want to learn a craft. If I encounter such a situation in the future, I will not eat instant noodles."

It's just boring and treats cooking as a pastime.

Liu Qing said, "I think you two should learn to cook."

Feng Zhixuan didn't like Liu Qing, but at this time he agreed with him: "Yes, I should learn how to cook too. Mr. Su, you are studying at noon, so I will study tonight. You can go outside to rest."

Su Qi glanced at Liu Qing.

Liu Qing felt secretly happy and said to Su Qi:

"You can indeed take turns to study. In this way, you will have mastered how to cook in just a few days. You won't have to worry about eating when you live alone in the future."

Su Qi thought for a while and said, "That's OK. I won't do it tonight. Let Zhixuan learn to do it, I'll just watch it here."

Liu Qing shook his head again: "This is not necessary. There is one more person in the kitchen, so it is very inconvenient. You might as well go back and rest."

Although Su Qi became very interested in cooking, Liu Qing said so, and she had no choice but to leave here.

Feng Zhixuan and Liu Qing looked at each other.

Feng Zhixuan thought to herself: "I finally took them apart!"

Liu Qing thought to himself: "You inexplicable woman, you look at me for no reason. Today I will let you see and offend me the end!"

He smiled and said, "You can start."

Feng Zhixuan nodded and said angrily:

"What should I do, tell me."

"First of all, take out the pack of chicken wings and a pack of ribs from the refrigerator to thaw. We will make two meat dishes tonight, Coke chicken wings and braised pork ribs." Liu Qing said.

Su Qi retreated to the hall and saw the pile of information on the coffee table. When she thought of her previous thoughts, she felt a little funny.

It was not good to continue to pile here, so I simply took back her study on the second floor.

There is a lot of information, and she doesn't want to take her back like Feng Zhixuan in one go, making herself so tired that she is out of breath.

She took the information back in three separate times.

The first time I got down from upstairs, I heard Liu Qing’s voice coming from the kitchen:

"Why are you so stupid? You can't even cut a rice, but you poured half a pound of rice out of it. Will your conscience be hurt if you waste food so much? Is Grandpa Yuan working hard to increase our grain production, which is what you waste like this?"

Feng Zhixuan's voice: "This is not hybrid rice. Even if it is wasted, what's the matter with Grandpa Yuan?"

Liu Qing: "Wow! You have some reason to waste food, right? How did you read books when you were a child? Have you never read the poem "On the afternoon of hoeing the grains, sweat drips into the soil, but who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard to eat? "Why can you bear it if the farmers work hard to plant food?"

Feng Zhixuan: "This is foreign rice..."

Liu Qing: "Did you understand reading this? Are you talking about the rice problem of which country? What I'm talking about is the problem of wasting food. You're wasting food, do you know?"

Feng Zhixuan: "What is wasted is not your rice..."

When Su Qi heard this, she smiled and shook her head, thinking: "This ideological confrontation is quite fierce."

I brought a bunch of information upstairs.

The second time I went downstairs, I heard Liu Qing’s voice in the other side of the kitchen:

"Sister! This is the shredded potato you cut? Have you ever eaten shredded potatoes like this? Are you sure it is shredded potatoes, not diced potatoes or cubes?"

Feng Zhixuan: "Is the appearance important? Whether it is shredded potatoes or cubes, aren't they all potatoes? Isn't it starch in your stomach?"

Liu Qing: "It's not terrible to be stupid. It's stupid and unaware of it. If you think you're very smart, that's terrible. You are such a person! You are not stewed potatoes, but you want to fry shredded potatoes. If you cut them so thick, the outside will be mushy, and the inside will still be raw. Can the fried ones be eaten?"

Feng Zhixuan: "Then you stew potatoes!"

Liu Qing: "You cut it so finely, can it be stewed?"

Feng Zhixuan: "I said I cut it thickly, and then I said I cut it thinly. Do you men have a correct word?!!"

Liu Qing: "If you don't know, you have to study humbly. You are always self-righteous! Is it me who teaches you or you are teaching me? If you want to learn, learn it seriously. If you don't learn it, you can get out of here! Some people learn it!"

Feng Zhixuan's voice stopped for a while, and then said angrily: "You have to cut it finely, give me a demonstration and I'll do it again."

Although there was a lot of dissatisfaction in the tone, the voice was much lower.

Obviously, he was caught by Liu Qing's words later.

Su Qi shook her head again and thought to herself: "These two people don't know what's going on, they have become enemies since they met."

It feels quite helpless.

I took the last pile of information back to the study on the second floor, and went downstairs again, but no quarrels were heard in the kitchen.

Feeling particularly uncomfortable.

I even had some concerns in my heart: "Why won't you start to start? There is a knife in the kitchen. If you want to start to start, that's serious!"

He hurried over.

But I saw Liu Qing standing awkwardly beside the kitchen. Feng Zhixuan stood in front of the gas stove, holding a spatula in her hand, shrugging her shoulders, and cooking there while sobbing.

Both of them are still alive.

This made Su Qi feel relieved.

Then he asked with a smile, "What's wrong? I'll make myself cry when I cook a dish?"

Feng Zhixuan wanted to complain, "This stinky man bullied me", but when she thought of Su Qi's current relationship with this man, the consequences of complaining might not be very good, so she could only wipe her tears and said:

"I...I suddenly missed my mother..."
Chapter completed!