Marvel Road to Survival

Chapter 123 Revealing one hand

When I returned to the studio, I saw my boss dazed with his mobile phone. From a distance, I saw that the interface on the mobile phone was WeChat. The aura in the room was a bit depressing, and Wen Qing seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Boss, I"

"What are you?" The woman was very fierce and obviously angry.

"I'm sorry, it will take a long time for the screen to clear," Qiao Qi said weakly.

"Go to the drying room and tell me to use a hair dryer to dry it." This woman took some gunpowder and exploded at the drop of a hat.

"No"

"It's not what it's not."

"It's time for me to get off work. I plan to go back to pack up and bring daily necessities. Before the exhibition starts, I plan to live in the gallery," Qiao Qi finished in one breath.

"Uh" the woman choked.

"Let's go, thank you for your hard work." Suddenly realizing that he had lost his composure, the new employee of Baobaodao was shocked.

Qiao Qi ran away decisively, and he couldn't see through the moody boss. No, this one is angry and insensitive. She has never been happy all day long.

Wen Qing was left alone in the studio, cleaning silently, packing away paints, cleaning brushes and tools, and sweeping and mopping the floor.

While doing this, she threw away the mop and sat down on the stool:

"Don't be fooled by what they said. Why did you suddenly lose your temper for no reason today? It's too weird. It can't be true. Let's update it earlier."

Wen Qing was worried, so she called her best friend and asked about the related symptoms.

Qiao Qi paid the bill with Huabei. He went to the supermarket and bought a bottle of Maotai and a box of bird's nest.

His father taught him since he was young that when visiting elders, he should not come empty-handed. This kind of etiquette inherited by Chinese civilization for thousands of years is very important. It is not just a matter of favor, but there are many complicated things in it.

Seeing that the bill that needs to be paid next month has doubled, Qiao Qi feels that he is a little owed:

"Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail? Can't you buy something cheap? Why show off your stink?"

He even wanted to beat himself up, and began to think about whether he could survive on breakfast and lunch until his salary was paid. If you live in a gallery, you can eat more lunch and save dinner. As for breakfast, Qiao Qi can still afford it for a few dollars.

According to the address, he transferred from bus to subway and then to shared bicycle. Fortunately, Qiao Qi’s citizen card was very rich.

Aunt Xia's community is not simple. It is a newly built property in the past two years. It is adjacent to the Qiantang River. Several high-rise buildings are built in the distance, several low-rise bungalows are on both sides, and in the middle is a scary villa area with a large green area.

Aunt Xia's family lives in the villa area, and the house number is unusual.

88 No.

Most of the yards of these villas are very small. When Qiao Qi first entered the community, he found that the yards of the houses with single-digit house numbers were a bit large. The farther back and toward the river, the better the greening effect.

Flower beds and vines, green plants and lawns form a main color here, very close to nature.

Villa No. 88 is a three-story house with front and back yards and two garages. There are various living facilities and small Feng Shui buildings in the front yard, and there is a rockery and a pool in the backyard. Looking inside through the low wall, several rare arowanas are swimming in the pool.

Qiao Qi swallowed. Aunt Xia's family's financial resources were far beyond imagination. This may be the best property in this villa area. At this moment, Qiao Qi felt that the gift in his hand was not so expensive anymore.

The door was open and Qiao Qi strode in.

Ringing the doorbell, Aunt Xia's voice soon came from the speaker at the door.

"Xiao Qiao is here. Ah Hong, go and open the door. Xiao Qiao, wait a moment. Auntie is cooking and can't leave."

The thick wooden door opened, and a fat middle-aged woman wearing an apron stood behind the door: "Come in quickly."

Qiao Qi is not a young man who has never seen the world. He has even experienced many scenes than this one.

The structure of the house is relatively Chinese-style, but the appearance of the villa is Western-style, with Roman columns.

Most of the decorations in the house are made of wooden materials. At the bottom of the entrance, there is a landscape painting hanging on the wall. The painting technique is a bit immature. It seems that the painter is not very proficient in some techniques, and the turning points of the brushwork are slightly jerky.

"Oh, you kid. Why don't you bring any gifts if you come here?"

Aunt Xia came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and was extremely happy. Although she complained that Qiao Qi was a foreigner, her inner evaluation of such a child who knew etiquette was a little higher.

Qiao Qi was admiring the paintings. There were many beautifully framed Chinese paintings hanging in the living room on the first floor, in various styles. It seemed that the author's style spanned a wide range, which was very similar to his own.

It can be seen that these works are getting better and better, and they have made great progress. When Qiao Qi looks at a meticulous painting, he always feels that it looks familiar, but the work is not signed, and Qiao Qi cannot tell anything.

"Aunt Xia, you are so polite. After I find a job, I plan to invite you to my house for dinner sometime." Qiao Qi put down the gift in his hand and started to be polite.

"Hey, this young man can also cook. Let me tell you, there are not many kids your age who can cook. Today's post-90s generation is really inferior to every generation."

"I know how to do it, but I just figured it out all by myself." Qiao Qi scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Ouch, there are still vegetables burning in the pot. What a brain." Aunt Xia slapped her thigh and hurried to the kitchen. Qiao Qi smiled slightly and followed.

"Let me help you. You are an elder. I'm really embarrassed to see you busy. I'm waiting there for dinner." Qiao Qi saw that Aunt Xia's kitchen was well-equipped and had many ingredients. He wanted to show off his cooking skills. Honor this lovely aunt.

"Hey, grown men, don't go into the kitchen. It's your first time at home. How can Auntie be willing to let you work?" Aunt Xia opened the lid of the pot and turned over the vegetables, her face beaming with joy.

Qiao Qi reached out to pick up the handle of the wok, raised the pot, burned it with the end of the gas flame, and shook the pot with a flick of his wrist. The soft tofu in the wok was turned over neatly.

Aunt Xia was stunned by this move at that time: "Xiao Qiao, you really studied art. I look at you like you studied cooking."

"Aunt Xia, don't worry. I can still cook. Can you give me a chance to show off? I see the guys in your family get itchy when I see you. When I see you, I just make some delicious food to honor you."

"This is so embarrassing. It was Auntie who originally asked you to come over for dinner, but instead she called a cook over, hahahaha."

Aunt Xia's eyes narrowed as she smiled. She liked this young man so much. He was a treasure boy that young people nowadays call him. He actually had a good cooking skills, which strengthened her determination.

As Qiao Qi spoke, she took a sip of the gravy prepared by Aunt Xia with the tip of her chopsticks. She quickly added seasonings and fine-tuned the taste to be as close to the taste of Jiangsu and Zhejiang as possible.

Pour the gravy into the wok and cover the pot. During this period, the wok was kept steadily at the top of the flame, and the wrist was rotated to heat the ingredients evenly and cook the flavor of the gravy into the soft tofu.

This minced pork tofu is originally a home-cooked dish. When Qiao Qi was arranging the plate, he used his painting control to evenly stack the soft tofu into a pyramid shape, and garnished it with red pepper shreds and chopped green onions. Finally, he found that there was something in the refrigerator. There is a dendrobium orchid. I took one and placed it on the top of the pyramid for decoration.

The square golden tofu cubes are dipped in minced meat and piled into a pyramid shape. The green onions and red chili shreds are verdant, and a half-open pink-purple orchid on top is steaming with heat. There is a tendency to open the petals.

Aunt Xia stood by and watched, admiring Qiao Qi very much: "If you ask me to say that art students are very good, they can cook so beautifully, they can compete with hotel chefs."

"In a few minutes, the dendrobium orchids will bloom, and the temperature of this dish will be ready for eating." Qiao Qi had a reserved smile on his face. He tried to be shy to avoid being thought of as a pushy kid. young.

"You have shrimp here, can I make another boiled shrimp?" Qiao Qi asked tentatively. He just wanted to show off his skills this time.