After rebirth, she doesn't lick, and the boss Kuku slaps her in the face

"In the end, we didn't come back at the same time, so why didn't you come pick me up?"

"You said you were free, why do you always ask others to pick me up?"

"What if I disturb someone else's private life by riding in someone else's car?"

Jiang Ximeng walked to the door of her house and happened to run into Jiang Mulin who was unlocking the door. She frowned and complained continuously.

"It snowed suddenly and there was a temporary change in work, so I came back early."

Jiang Mulin opened the door and walked into the living room, only to realize that the person behind him had not caught up with him.

He went back out the door and rubbed her head with a smile, "I didn't create this for you two..."

Jiang Ximeng rolled her eyes and waved his arm away, "I said no need."

She had told him many times that she didn't need to deliberately create opportunities for her and Tan Yan, but her brother just didn't believe it. He even said that she had grown up and understood that she was too thin-skinned.

Really, why do I feel insulted?

Does that mean she used to be very shameless?

"Xiao Xi, I'll cook for you, what do you want to eat?"

Seeing that she was taking no time to come in, Jiang Mulin grabbed her collar and dragged her into the room.

This is a habit that Jiang Ximeng has developed since childhood. She must have a midnight snack at night, otherwise she will not be able to sleep well.

"Let's go out to eat."

"What to eat?"

"In Northeast China, the first snow is the day to eat goose stewed in an iron pot!"

Jiang Mulin looked puzzled, "Huh?"

I don't really want to go. It doesn't sound very good to me.

"Hurry up, put down your bag, we're leaving immediately!"

Now Jiang Ximeng became alert, broke free from the hand on her collar, and pushed Jiang Mulin in.

Only after hearing the door close did Tan Yan come out from the corner.

I stood there for a long time, and finally couldn't help but send a message.

……

"Um...Xiao Xi, should we consider eating something else?"

Jiang Ximeng chose a small private room that could accommodate four or five people at most.

There was no dining table in the room, only a pot in the middle, with two people sitting around it.

She sat opposite Jiang Mulin and smiled at his restless look.

"No, let's just eat this, brother, this is delicious...you have to trust me."

This is her brother's first time here and he's still a little uncomfortable with the situation.

Such delicious food can be eaten for just a few hundred dollars. Not to mention her brother, she couldn’t believe it before the Jiang family collapsed in the previous life.

Although the Jiang family is not as wealthy as those extremely wealthy families who need to have their food airlifted in from abroad at dawn, their economic status is one of the best in S City, so they naturally do not slack off in their lives.

The circles they come into contact with all have this kind of lifestyle.

Going out for a meal can cost as little as tens of thousands of dollars, or as much as five or six figures, or even more.

She also thought this was normal.

Until the Jiang family collapsed and all the relatives were gone.

She is busy every day just to make ends meet, and food costing a few hundred yuan has become a luxury in her life.

"Customer, the goose you ordered has been cleaned. I will cook it for you right away."

The waiter's words interrupted Jiang Ximeng's thoughts.

They walked into the private room carrying a large basin and some kitchen utensils.

The first thing Jiang Ximeng did when the waiter came in was to hand her brother an apron.

At first, Jiang Mulin didn't understand what it meant.

Looking at the kitchen utensils in the waiter's hand, he was still thinking in his heart, he couldn't let him cook when he came out to eat.

His doubts were quickly answered.

The goose was stewed on the spot, in front of them!

There is a range hood right above the big pot, with strong suction power, and you can hardly smell the fumes.

But when the waiter puts the goose meat into the pan and stir-fries it, there will inevitably be some oil and water splashing around. The apron is used to prevent clothes from getting dirty.

The waiter was very skilled. After a few fryings, he closed the lid and said with a smile, "Customers, we'll come back in about half an hour."

Jiang Mulin was slow to react. This was his first time eating out and watching the food preparation process with his own eyes.

Surprised and curious at the same time, "What are they doing here?"

The tableware is on the table and the goose is in the pot, what else can you ask for?

Jiang Ximeng raised her eyebrows and said, "You'll know when the time comes."

Seeing that she was pretending to be mysterious, Jiang Mulin did not ask any more questions.

While waiting, he picked up his phone to deal with the backlog of messages.

Half an hour later...

"Knock knock." There was a short knock on the door.

Jiang Ximeng thought the waiter had arrived, "Come in."

The door opened and steady footsteps approached slowly.

When meeting someone's black eyes, Jiang Ximeng's originally curved eyes gradually widened.

Why is it Tan Yan!

Also, how did he know about this place?

Turning her gaze, Jiang Ximeng glared at Jiang Mulin fiercely.

Apart from him, who else could be so rude!

Jiang Mulin grinned, "Come here, find a place to sit."

After saying that, he gave Jiang Ximeng a look that said "thank me".

Jiang Ximeng: "..."

I've told you not to matchmake, why won't he listen?

Thank God and thank Guangkun!

She just wanted to ask, can Jiang Mulin take a beating?

"Brother, come out with me."

"..." Jiang Mulin did not answer and turned his gaze to his friend.

Tan Yan walked to the seat opposite Jiang Ximeng and pretended not to notice Jiang Mulin's look for help.

He just sent a message to ask Jiang Mulin what he was doing. Although the subsequent development was within his expectations, it was Jiang Mulin who made the invitation first.

So...he could choose not to save her.

Jiang Mulin is her brother after all, no matter how angry she is, it won't matter.

He is different. A fatal amount of coffee will appear on his desk...

"Xiao Xi, if you have anything to say, just talk here. I won't... go out."

Jiang Mulin was not blind, he could see that his sister was gritting her teeth.

But he didn’t understand why Xiaoxi didn’t allow any matchmaking recently?

"!!!"

Jiang Ximeng signaled to Jiang Mulin several times, but he refused to go out with her.

There was a breath stuck in my chest that wouldn't go away.

Thinking of something, his black glass-like eyes quickly turned in his eye sockets, and he pulled the corners of his lips and picked up his phone...

"Knock knock knock."

This time only one waiter came in, carrying a basin and a box of disposable gloves.

"Customer, would you like to do it yourself or do you want us to help you?"

Jiang Ximeng took out two gloves and put them on her hands, "Myself, thank you."

"Okay, enjoy your meal everyone." The waiter closed the door.

"Xiao Xi, what are you doing?"

Jiang Mulin saw her lift the lid of the pot, and then pick up something from the basin.

Knead the dough in your hands, press it, and then align it with the top of the pot.

"Bang!" and threw the thing up.

"Make corn tortillas. This will be our staple food later."

Jiang Ximeng put a few more pancakes on the pan. Each time, the pancakes made a "pop" sound and then stuck firmly on the pan.

As he watched, Jiang Mulin also became interested, "Let me try."

He imitated his sister's movements, rolled himself up, and threw it down with great force.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Mulin:?

Jiang Ximeng: ...

Tan Yan: …

Looking at the tortilla stuck to the wall, Jiang Ximeng was speechless, "Brother, can you aim a little better before sticking it on?"

What a waste of food!

Jiang Mulin was not convinced and posted a few more.

These did stick to the pan, but either the pancakes were severely deformed or they slipped into the soup at the bottom. In any case, none of them were intact.

After many unsuccessful attempts, Jiang Mulin finally aroused the interest of a man who was sitting quietly nearby.

Tan Yan stood up, took out his gloves and put them on slowly.

He also learned from Jiang Ximeng, kneaded the dough, and then... pressed it directly against the wall of the pot.

"..."

Jiang Mulin: Is it possible not to fall?

Jiang Ximeng: King B doesn’t want to pretend anymore?