Daily life after inheriting the harem

Qiu Qi may not be able to make big fish and big meat anymore, but there is one thing she can do well with practice, and she can count on it to make a living in the days when there is no publishing fee, and that is-egg fried rice.

Pei Yuqing didn't leave either, she leaned aside and watched Qiu Qi sweating profusely in front of the stove, just to watch the excitement.

The kitchen is a place for cooking big pots of rice. An ordinary person needs two hands to hold a pot. Turning pots and spoons for a long time is a test of arm strength.

But what Qiu Qi lacked most now was strength. She put the lard oil in the pan first, and then put the fresh pork cut into strips and stir-fried until cooked.

Originally, she wanted to add fuel to the scum, but just now she saw Pei Yuqing's expression of resistance, and guessed that the other party didn't like greasy things, so she changed to pork.

"Master, beat an egg for me." Qiu Qi remembered that the egg in the bowl hadn't been broken yet.

"Ah?" The chef came over wiping his hands, holding his rough hands a little awkwardly, breaking one into a bowl with one hand, "Master, how many do you want?"

Qiu Qi looked at the floating eggshells, pondered for a moment, "... Forget it, let me do it."

Because he didn't know Pei Yuqing's food intake, Qiu Qi ordered five big bowls of rice, so there were relatively many eggs.

Fry the rice grains and shredded pork first, and then add the beaten egg liquid into the pot. It is difficult to control the heat on this kind of stove. Qiu Qi can only speed up the speed of turning the spoon to avoid sticking to the pot.

Facts have proved that flipping the spoon is really hard work. Qiu Qi only fired for 5 minutes, and he felt that his arm was about to die.

"Okay!" The last step is to put on a plate. Qiu Qi washed the big bowl where the eggs were beaten just now, and then slowly filled it with fried rice, and then brought it to Pei Yuqing like this, "Madam, you can try it quickly." .”

Pei Yuqing looked at the "urn" in front of her that was the size of a washbasin, and at the pitiful bowl in Qiu Qi's hand that was only the size of a palm...

"My lord, do you have any misunderstanding about my food intake?" Even if the elves don't eat, they won't starve to death. They eat something occasionally to satisfy their appetite.

But the orcs are different, five chickens for a meal is completely out of the question.

Pei Yuqing took the initiative to exchange bowls with Qiu Qi, and took the smaller portion herself.

"Do you want to eat too?" Qiu Qi noticed the eager look in the old chef's eyes, so he gave him another small bowl.

"Thank you, sir!" The old chef was holding the bowl of golden egg fried rice, but his expression was excited as if he was hugging a piece of gold.

He held up the spoon respectfully, and carefully dug a spoonful from the side of the bowl. The eggs soaked in the aroma of lard were wrapped with hot rice grains, and the shredded pork tasted not too monotonous, just a little salt, let the whole The bowl of fried rice was delicious.

"It's so delicious!" The old chef shed tears of emotion, "My lord, please tell me the secret recipe!"

Seeing that the chef was still safe after eating, Pei Yuqing put a chopstick in his mouth.

The golden egg fried rice has clear grains, and the combination of shredded pork and eggs is just right. Although lard is added, the oil is not greasy after stir-frying, leaving only the fragrance. The salt is not added, which is just right for her light taste.

Generally speaking, it can be regarded as a dish with complete color, flavor and taste, which is really good.

Pei Yuqing has also eaten many human delicacies. Although this bowl of fried rice with eggs is simple and simple, the taste is not inferior at all.

It was the first time that she ate the food so cleanly.

"Madam, do you like it? If you like it, eat more!"

"Yes, there are many adults too..." Seeing the half-empty basin in Qiu Qi's arms, Pei Yuqing silently took back the remaining half of the sentence, "My lord, remember to eat slowly so you don't choke."

"Hic!" As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Qi hiccupped, covering his neck with his blushing face suppressed, "Woooooo, I really choked."

Pei Yuqing reacted quickly and poured water for Qiu Qi to feed.

Qiu Qi took her hand and gulped water down his throat. The crystal drops of water flowed across his neck and sank into the skirt of his clothes, soaking it all up.

Pei Yuqing supported the bowl, and took a handkerchief to wipe her neckline, "Don't worry."

The tears that were suffocating from the end of his eyes were tears of happiness. Qiu Qi forgot the pain after healed the scar. After drinking the water, he immediately opened his mouth and stuffed it full, making his face swollen. It’s delicious to eat, you don’t know, how long I haven’t had this bite, I think I’m a genius, how can I cook so delicious!”

"Well, it's delicious." Pei Yuqing responded, stretched out her hand, and rubbed her thumb against Qiu Qi's chin, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you, and the food is everywhere."

Qiu Qi's movements suddenly stopped, he blinked, and looked up at Pei Yuqing, no laughing and joking look on his face.

The latter slightly raised his eyebrows, looked back at her and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Qiu Qi smiled, "When my mother was still here, she was just like you, she always liked to say that sentence."

Qiu Qi didn't have a father, and her mother was a strong woman. When she was at work, she would entrust Qiu Qi to a neighbor's house or a kindergarten. Occasionally, during festivals, they would sit down and have a meal with peace of mind.

They seldom eat together, so Qiu Qi always eats the same as now, anxious as if someone is going to steal her job.

It's just that her mother's life was miserable, she was brought up with great difficulty, and her career was finally on the right track. She thought she could finally relax and spend the rest of her life in peace, but suddenly cancer cells appeared during the physical examination, and it didn't take long before Qiu Qi Died at the age of 20.

Qiu Qi, who was reduced to an elderly orphan, carried the mortgage on his back like this, and drew a certain forbidden manga to earn a living.

No one knew who the original mother was, and Pei Yuqing couldn't tell the truth from what Qiu Qi said, but this time, seeing the sadness and longing in Qiu Qi's eyes, she couldn't make up her mind to make malicious guesses .

"My condolences." The two words were already Pei Yuqing's limit.

She has never been good at comforting people.

But Qiu Qi was more coaxing than she imagined, and he quickly came up to hug her arm with a grin, "It's okay, now I have my wife with me, and I will have a very happy life in the future."

Pei Yuqing's eyelashes trembled, she raised her hand for the first time, and rubbed Qiu Qi's head in a comforting manner.

After she made this action, both of their bodies froze. One didn't expect the other party to touch her suddenly, and the other didn't expect that she would subconsciously make such an intimate move.

The elves have always been aloof and aloof, and Pei Yuqing is only a little soft when facing Lan Tang, who grew up with her.

She laughed at herself in self-deprecating manner, but she almost took it seriously as the play progressed.

The author has something to say: Pei Meiren is beginning to waver, and sure enough... a spoiled woman is the best life? (bushi)

感谢在2020-08-0618:00:22~2020-08-0718:00:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 salted fish;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 RM.AP; 1 salted fish and Mo Xiaochen;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Thirteen Fragrant Crayfish and Ning Yin. 5 bottles; no name? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!