Both of them had just finished their morning exercise and were sweating profusely.
The time is not suitable for a long conversation. I just have time to chat during the dinner party tomorrow, so it’s not in a hurry.
The two said goodbye quickly and went back to their respective homes.
I ran home at a steady speed and took a cold shower. It was just before eight o'clock.
Dad Guan has already gone to work.
After heating a glass of milk and biting into a few slices of bread, Guan Lang returned to his room.
Breakfast is solved by dividing three times five by two.
Looking at Guan Xiaoying again on the bed, she was sleeping deeply. Children of her age are still in the drowsy stage.
Guan Lang couldn't help but get closer and observe his little sister's sleeping state.
I saw her hands and feet like a koala hugging a tree trunk, tightly hugging the bear pillow she brought.
There was a trace of dried saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his lips were still moving one and another, as if he was mumbling something in his sleep.
Under the soft hair-like bangs in front of his forehead, there was a slight layer of sweat.
I have to say that the genes of the Guan family are very good, and both brother and sister are very good-looking.
Although Guan Xiaomei is still a little kid, she already looks like a beautiful woman.
Without disturbing Guan Xiaomei and continuing to sleep, Guan Lang walked aside quietly.
Opening a corner of the burgundy floor-to-ceiling curtains, the sunlight just shines into the other corner of the room without waking up Miss Guan who is sleeping.
Guan Lang sat down on the wicker chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and took a morning sunbath.
With the warm feeling of sunlight coming from the surface of his body, and the rhythmic and subtle snoring of Guan Xiaomei ringing in his ears, Guan Lang, who was lying on the chair, felt a little more lazy.
I haven't been so leisurely in a long time.
There is no need to be busy with the design of professional courses, no need to worry about the progress of the illustration list, all the system tasks have been completed.
It feels so good to feel relaxed.
There is another illusion that I have returned to that leisurely and long summer vacation after the college entrance examination.
After walking for a while, Guan Lang stood up from the wicker chair. He suddenly remembered a plan he had made before.
This time he went home to show his improved cooking skills to his family.
The idea just started.
The next second, the system beeped.
"Random side mission [Cooking Skills Demonstration], your cooking skills have greatly improved and you are no longer Wu Xia Amon. Don't restrain your inner desire to show off. Please prepare a sumptuous lunch and win unanimous praise from your family. Mission
Reward: 1 point of character experience, 2 points of cooking proficiency, and 1 month of acquired internal strength."
Well, now there is one more reason to cook.
Taking advantage of this time, Guan Ma hadn't gotten up to buy groceries yet, so he had to go to the market in advance to prepare today's ingredients.
Guan Ma's cooking skills are average, but the old comrade is a bit weird. She is obsessed with her craftsmanship and has stubborn self-confidence. She especially likes to cook. She also hopes that Guan Lang and the others can finish all the dishes she cooks. If she can praise her a lot,
This sentence can make her happy for a while.
Therefore, if Guan Ma gets up, Guan Lang may not get the chance to cook.
Guan Lang, who was eager to show off his skills, had to buy the needed ingredients and start preparing them before Guan Ma got up. Guan Ma was used to sleeping in during holidays and usually got up between nine and nine-thirty.
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Guan Lang looked at the time. It was now ten minutes past eight, so there was still some time left.
But we can’t wait any longer.
Guan Lang pushed his bicycle, which he had not ridden for a long time, out of the yard and went to the market one kilometer away to buy vegetables.
There were a lot of people at the market, and the vegetables were very fresh. They were sold by farmers from the nearby suburbs. The leaves of the vegetables were as green as emeralds, and the sight of them made people appetite.
Guan Lang stared around for ingredients while planning what to make for lunch today.
As he walked quickly through the market, the vegetable basket in Guan Lang's hand gradually became heavier.
Perhaps it was because he was surrounded by housewives in their thirties and forties shopping for groceries, but Guan Lang, a young man who clearly looked like a student, stood out from the crowd.
Many aunties passing by would look at him from time to time.
"Boss, how do you sell this cured duck?" Guan Lang stopped in front of a cured duck stall and asked.
"Young people are very discerning. My wax duck is an authentic Yuanqing free-range duck. Let me tell you, you can take it back and cook soup without adding a drop of oil or salt. The cooked duck will be delicious and nourish people."
Very good!" The stall owner was a short but loud middle-aged woman. When she saw Guan Lang asking about the price, she immediately started boasting about herself and glanced at Guan Lang's face calmly.
"How much does it cost per pound?" Guan Lang put his nose in front of the cured duck and sniffed it gently. It tasted really good, with a rich and natural smoked cured flavor.
What a delicious cured meat! Guan Lang sighed inwardly.
Look at the color of the cured duck, which is red and yellow in color, not too fatty. I pinched it gently with my hands and found that the dried wood is a bit hard, which is really good.
Although cooking skills are very important, the quality of ingredients can also play a vital role.
Guan Lang doesn’t want to miss out on good ingredients.
Seeing that the stall owner had started to sell and boast about himself, Guan Lang was mentally prepared to buy it at a high price.
The female boss wiped her hands on her apron and glanced at Guan Lang's handsome face several times.
Especially Guan Lang's slightly lowered head made his facial features more three-dimensional and straight.
Perhaps due to the temperament added by martial arts training and the refreshed mental outlook brought by physical fitness, Guan Lang's appearance has gradually become more attractive.
At first glance, I think he looks pretty good, but after a few more glances, you will feel that this person is really energetic, with a burst of vitality and vitality, and there is a special attraction and appeal between his eyebrows and face, which makes people feel
I felt very happy when I saw it, as if I could feel the breeze and warm sunshine at the turn of spring and summer, and I couldn't help but want to see more.
The female boss glanced at it for a long time, until Guan Lang raised his head to ask the price, and then quickly averted his eyes: "Twenty, no, no, fifteen yuan per catty."
Guan Lang looked at the stall owner strangely. Did he just hear that she had lowered the price?
Fifteen yuan a pound, is it so cheap?
"I want two kilograms. Cut it up for me."
Guan Lang nodded hesitantly and scanned the QR code to pay.
Is there something wrong with this duck? Guan Lang looked worried, but he was muttering in his heart.
Picking up a box of heavy waxed duck that had been cut into pieces, Guan Lang walked away in confusion.
After purchasing other ingredients, Guan Lang got on his bicycle and returned home in a hurry.
After parking his bicycle in the backyard, Guan Lang walked into the living room carrying a vegetable basket. There was already the sound of brushing teeth and gargling in the bathroom. It seemed that Guan's mother had already gotten up.
Guan Lang walked into the kitchen with vigorous steps.
Start washing vegetables and processing meat.
The ding-dong-dong-dong sounds of busy work in the kitchen also attracted Guan Ma's attention.
"Guan Lang, what are you doing banging and banging so early in the morning?" Guan's mother walked into the kitchen in confusion.
"I'm chopping vegetables." Guan Lang turned to look at the kitchen door and replied.
"Are you making breakfast?" Guan Ma walked in.
"Prepare lunch." Guan Lang smiled.
"What are you doing, kid? It's only around nine o'clock and you're starting to prepare lunch, right?" Guan Ma frowned, "I've never seen you so active in cooking before?"
Guan Ma glanced at the ingredients on the table.
"This cured duck is a good buy. Tsk tsk." Guan Ma pinched the cut bacon duck, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. "Your cooking skills are not as good as mine. Don't waste this ingredient. How about I cook it?"
As she spoke, Guan Ma stretched out her hand, trying to snatch control of Guan Lang's kitchen.