After breakfast, neither Jiang Yang nor Li Qingning went out.
It's snowing outside.
It's warm inside.
Jiang Yang was typing on the keyboard, while Li Qingning held the guitar and played aimlessly to accompany Jiang Yang.
As for the company’s affairs——
Sister Xia sent over the documents that Li Qingning wanted to sign and the work to be done.
When he saw Sister Xia, Jiang Yang remembered that there were still two bags of snail noodles. So, he followed Sister Xia to the parking lot, picked up the two bags of snail noodles, went upstairs, and met him in the elevator.
It’s Uncle Wang.
Uncle Wang saw what Jiang Yang was carrying and asked, "What is this?"
"Snail noodles."
Uncle Wang: "Packed?"
He knew a place in Kyoto that sold snail noodles that were very delicious. "It's freshly made. I'll take you to try it some other time."
Uncle Wang hasn't eaten for a long time and is really a little greedy.
"OK."
Jiang Yang’s memories of snail noodles are all in bags.
Uncle Wang: "Then you - give me a bag first?"
Jiang Yang: "You are Jing Ke."
Uncle Wang: "Don't tell me, I, Jing Ke, am acting like a thief."
Jiang Yang wouldn't give it to him. He was still waiting to enjoy it with Li Qingning. "The snail powder has a strong smell and it will be difficult to dissipate once it gets on your body. Be careful of how it affects your partner."
Just as the elevator arrived, Jiang Yang got off.
The elevator door closes.
Uncle Wang muttered: "Being stingy means being stingy, and it will also affect your partner."
I don’t know if Comrade Mavericks likes this taste.
Jiang Yang came home and said, "Phew, it's so cold outside."
Li Qingning sat on the sofa playing with his guitar and turned on the TV, "I told you to wear a down jacket, but you won't."
Jiang Yang: “It’s too bloated.”
Influenced Mr. Jiang’s handsomeness.
He took off his coat, sat down in front of his notebook and continued writing. When he finished writing about Xiao Yingzi and Xiao Mingzi walking in the reeds, Jiang Yang saw that it was already noon.
He put down his notebook and said, "I'm going to cook snail noodles."
"good."
Li Qingning agreed and picked up the manuscript Jiang Yang had written to read.
only--
After a while, Li Qingning faintly smelled a smell. She went to the kitchen and couldn't help but slap her nose, "This is what snail noodles smell like." She thought the legend was an exaggeration, but she didn't expect the smell to be so strong.
"It's a little bit."
Jiang Yang nodded.
Nothing he has ever tasted has such a strong taste. The sample sent by this customer is a bit too authentic.
Li Qingning waved his hand: "I won't eat."
She couldn't keep her mouth shut.
Jiang Yang: "Actually, it tastes very delicious."
Li Qingning was determined: "No."
She might as well get herself a bowl of wonton noodles.
"Fine."
Jiang Yang put the lid on the pot, took out his mobile phone, called Uncle Wang, and asked him to press the elevator for him. He found his next home before the smell spread, and then he held the pot and said, "I'm going."
"go Go."
Li Qingning put a down jacket on Jiang Yang so that he wouldn't catch a cold outside.
After kissing Jiang Yang, she waved him away and said, "This is definitely true love."
Jiang Yang left.
Li Qingning opened the range hood and the kitchen window, then closed the door and went out, continuing to read novels.
When Uncle Wang received Jiang Yang: "What should I do if you get it on me, infect my son, and affect your partner?"
Jiang Yang: "I know your son can't find a partner, so I'll give him a step up."
"Your uncle!"
Uncle Wang thought for a while: "Old man, this hurts my heart."
He went to help take the pot from Jiang Yang's hand.
"no, I'm fine."
Jiang Yang asked Uncle Wang to help him take off the coat he was wearing. It was about to fall off.
Uncle Wang put away Jiang Yang's coat and walked into the house together. Then Uncle Wang helped Jiang Yang hang it up: "I'll change my coat after I don't see you for a while."
Jiang Yang: "My wife asked me to change it."
Uncle Wang felt that he was showing off and really wanted to kick him, but for the sake of Luosifeng, he let it go and said, "It would be great if you could be my son's assistant."
With such a small mouth, Wang Zheng had to cry and find a partner for three days.
"Is your son too picky?"
Teacher Wang has passed away, and Wang Zheng's heart knot should be relieved a lot. Jiang Yang feels that with Wang Zheng's status as the best actor, if he wants to find a girlfriend, he should have no worries, unless he is too picky and wants to find a fairy.
"Maybe."
Uncle Wang doesn't know.
Jiang Yang put the pot on the fire and continued.
Soon.
The snail noodles were ready. Jiang Yang and Uncle Wang each had a bowl and sat across from each other.
Uncle Wang's nanny was sitting in the distance, looking at the two of them resentfully. She didn't know whether it was because she didn't get a job, or because she felt Jiang Yang had taken his job.
Uncle Wang took a bite and said, "Yeah, it's delicious."
This snail noodle is very authentic and delicious.
Jiang Yang: "If you use it locally for promotion, you must choose the best one."
It was this advertisement, Jiang Yang had no idea at all.
The door rang.
Wang Zheng pushed the door open and walked in. He just entered the entrance hall, "I'll go, what's the smell?!"
When he came in, he saw Jiang Yang and Uncle Wang and fanned his nose: "What's wrong with the house?"
Jiang Yang: "Would you like to try the snail noodles?"
Wang Zheng: "No, why did you come to my house to eat this stuff?"
Jiang Yang: "My wife can't get used to this smell."
Wang Zheng: "Then my family is used to this smell?"
Jiang Yang: "You don't have a wife."
Wang Zheng:……
What this grandson said makes sense.
Uncle Wang couldn't help but want to praise Jiang Yang, he was born to be an assistant.
Jiang Yang called to Wang Zheng: "Try it, don't just smell it, take a bite, it's delicious."
Uncle Wang: "Yes, try it. It's just like having a girlfriend. Don't just look at her appearance, but also pay more attention to her inside. Sometimes the positive energy in her heart can bring a higher quality to her life than her appearance.
."
Jiang Yang blinked, are you talking about snail noodles?
Uncle Wang kicked him.
Jiang Yang had a clear understanding: "Yes, yes, some people are good-looking but shallow, and some people are beautiful but lose their temper. There are also some people who are not necessarily good-looking, but warm inside; and some people who seem to be inarticulate, after becoming girlfriends
, you will find that she is a gorgeous person who will make all the people you have met before be like clouds. Just like this snail noodle, you have misunderstandings about it, but as long as you take the initiative and bravely taste it, maybe you will fall in love with it.
——”
"Emma!"
Jiang Yang didn't expect that he could say such philosophical words. The key was that he still had inspiration.
He remembered.
He had seen an advertisement for snail noodles. The theme of the advertisement was to put aside prejudices and understand before making a decision.
In advertising, these are some biases:
Lawyers defended the devil at the beginning; teachers favored good students; leaders criticized their employees; store owners gave alms to beggars, but did not expect the beggars to push for more; doctors failed to cure the disease, and the patient's family thought the money was not enough, so they used money to slap the doctor in the face.
It made the doctor cry——
Later, it was reversed.
The lawyer defends the devil just for the sake of procedural justice; the teacher criticizes the bad student just because he is wrong in the most basic way; the leader criticizes the employee and then turns around to plead for the employee in front of a bigger leader; the beggar wants more,
It was to feed stray dogs; the doctor cried because he hated his poor medical skills and failed to save the patient——
at last.
Advertisement comes in: You will only know the deliciousness of snail noodles after you have known it.
It will definitely blind people's eyes.
Jiang Yang took out his mobile phone and wrote down his inspiration.
As for Wang Zheng——
He was convinced.
Eating snail noodles can prompt marriage!
anyway--
Wang Zheng sat down and said, "You and the old man sang together. If you are really serious about it, come out with me this afternoon."
Jiang Yang: "I have to write an advertisement in the afternoon. I have a job. You think I am just as idle as you."
Wang Zheng: "Why does this sound so shameless?"
and.
Who doesn’t do his job properly?
Wang Zheng is currently filming a movie. When the movie is finished, "I will be the director myself!"
After working as an actor for a long time, it is not unusual for him to switch careers and become a director.