How can I always be treated as a woman

Jing Xing bid farewell to the landlord, put down his luggage, called home to report his safety, and then turned his head to look at his new residence. The 30-square-meter space was separated by a hollow sandalwood door carved with a picture of auspicious clouds and peonies. There is a 1.8m double bed with the head of the bed also made of sandalwood without carvings, which looks very simple and elegant.The outer room is a log table with an old-fashioned armchair, and a white horn lamp plugged into a socket.The ground is polished with bluestone, and under the white fluorescent lamp, it has a simple and simple color. The whole room does not look cheap. It can be seen that Jing Xing is even more disturbed by the rent of only 1000 yuan. This decoration, this location , If you live in a hotel outside, it will cost 1000 yuan a night, right?

While thinking about it, Jing Xing made up his mind to spend relentlessly on meals to make up for the missing part of the rent.There are quite a few Jing Xing who are small peasants, and they are not willing to owe favors to others.

After tidying up the house, Jing Xing bought vegetables, rice and noodles from the vegetable market not far away on foot. This first meal must give the landlord a good impression, but it must not be distasteful, and then he should be kicked out.Jing Xing thought, there is nothing wrong with using the recipes in the space. He tried to make it for his family at home, and was praised by the picky and unreasonable brother Jing.

After 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Jing Xing took the ingredients he bought and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. What he saw made Jing Xing dumbfounded. The entire west wing room was occupied by the kitchen, and the space was extraordinarily large, with pots and pans, oil, salt and sauce Vinegar and seasoning utensils are surprisingly complete, even a small bamboo drawer for steaming steamed buns that ordinary people don't have!Jing Xing couldn't help being speechless, this kitchen was as good as the back kitchen of a small restaurant!

Dinner for two probably doesn't need much. Jing Xing is going to make Fuguihuamantou, winter melon and scallop porridge, a dragon and phoenix tenderness (mandarin fish and chicken breast), a dish of cucumber with sesame sauce, and iced watermelon, which is a must in summer fruit dish.

Squeeze carrots/red root spinach, make two-color noodles, use a bread machine to make noodles, Jing Xing washes the fruits and vegetables he bought first, washes the mandarin fish, peels them, and cuts them together with chicken breasts without skin and tendons It has become a filament of 1 inch and 5 minutes long, put it in two bowls, put cooking wine, soy sauce, egg white, and corn flour to marinate.

At this time, the noodles are also opened, and they are made into small peony-shaped steamed buns and steamed in a basket. They look very graceful and lovely.

Use the scallops I brought to boil the winter melon and scallop porridge, pinch a little, and add the ingredients into the casserole in order. The white jade-like rice grains pop slightly, with red wolfberry, emerald green coriander, and translucent winter melon. The yellowish scallops look ordinary, but the cooking temperature of each ingredient is just right.

While making the porridge, Jing Xing was not idle, he took a picture of the cucumber, and cut the watermelon into small pieces of 3cm square, and put them in the fresh-keeping place of the refrigerator to chill.

After the dragon and phoenix tenderness is ready and the porridge is cooked, the temperature of the cucumber and watermelon ice is just right!

After serving the dishes to the restaurant on the west side of the main house, at 5:[-] in the afternoon, Jing Xing knocked on the door of the landlord's study room. Through the gap between the curtains, Jing Xing saw that he was reading a large economics book.

"What's the matter?" Lu Songlin came to open the door, frowning slightly, not very happy.

"Mr. Lu, dinner is ready." Jing Xing said a little cautiously.

Lu Songlin looked at the watch on the wall, apparently it was not time for him to have dinner as usual.

But he didn't say much, and went over Jing Xing to the restaurant.

Slightly relieved, Jing Xing took two quick steps and sat down opposite Lu Songlin.Lu Songlin took a look at Jing Xing, as if he was a little surprised by Jing Xing's behavior while sitting at the dining table.

Jing Xing was keenly aware of Lu Songlin's actions, and was a little angry. He rented Lu Songlin's house at a low price, but it was the price paid by Lu Songlin himself, and he didn't owe Lu Songlin anything. Thinking of this, Jing Xing was indignant He said to Lu Songlin calmly, "Mr. Lu, I am not your hired servant."

Hearing this, Lu Songlin seemed a little surprised. He put down the steamed bun he had just picked up, pursed his lips, and said, "That's not what I meant."

Jing Xing did not move his chopsticks, waiting for Lu Songlin's next explanation, but Lu Songlin lowered his head and continued to eat.Without the expected explanation, Jing Xing was full of anger like a balloon sent by a tether, slowly, bit by bit, without even a chance of exploding.Somewhat discouraged, they picked up their chopsticks to eat. For a dinner, the two people at the table seemed to follow the principle of not talking when eating or sleeping, and they had nothing to say along the way.After dinner, Lu Songlin went out by himself, not knowing where he went.

Although Lu Songlin didn't say anything, judging from his appetite after drinking 2 bowls of porridge, 3 peony steamed buns, and eating up most of the dishes, he was very satisfied with the first dinner for the two of them.Jing Xing tidied up the dining table neatly, lamenting that getting along with people is really a great learning.He ran back to the room again, entered the space and lived there.

After practicing a few more movements according to the postures in the cheat book, Jing Xing felt that the depression in his heart seemed to be astigmatized.Sitting on the grass in the space, playing with the jade slips in his hand that he didn't know what it was for, Jing Xing tried to use the airflow he had practiced in the past few days to enter the jade slips, but he didn't expect that this attempt would be successful!

In the Jade Slips, a fairy in light purple ancient costume caressed the guqin in her hand. Jing Xing heard her softly stroke a piece of piano music. When he was intoxicated, suddenly the fairy waved her sleeves, and a touch of light purple The airflow imprinted on Jing Xing's forehead.Jing Xing only felt that his mind was blown apart, and all the skills of playing the guqin were imprinted into his mind one by one. In just a moment, it seemed as if he had learned for decades.

After the inheritance in his mind was over, Jing Xing stretched out his hands and rubbed his swollen temples, then couldn't wait to find the Guqin next to him to try.

Although Jing Xing's family is not rich and powerful, they are also middle-class, a little rich is safe.Jing's father, Jing's mother, also raised Jing Xing as a talented person since he was a child. Jing Xing's piano teacher said that his piano sound may be worse than that of professionals, but he has a certain aura.Although Chinese and Western music are two systems, there are similarities in the same way, coupled with the blessing of inheritance, so Jing Xing's first attempt at playing the piano has a similar appearance.

Jing Xing recalled the qin music that the fairy played at the beginning, and practiced it over and over again, until he could play it fluently, with the three-point charm of the fairy, then he stopped, came out of the space, and watched the sky outside the window. When the cock crows.Without the slightest drowsiness, the energetic Jing Xing came out of the house, and went into the kitchen after washing up.

Although there was a little bit of conflict with the landlord yesterday, it was already agreed to be responsible for the morning and evening meals, and Jing Xing has always kept his promises.Wrapping a basket of small steamed buns with rapeseed and shiitake mushrooms, and cooking a pot of fragrant millet porridge, Jing walked to the main house and found that there was no movement inside, and he didn't know if he hadn't gotten up yet, or he hadn't come back last night.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Jing Xing didn't knock on the door again in an annoying manner, but quietly ate his share, warmed the landlord's share in the pot, left a note on the dining table, and went out. After closing the door, in this one and a half months, Jing Xing will have a taste of the whole of Kyoto, and the time is very tight!

After queuing for a few minutes in front of □□ Square to accept the security check, Jing Xing walked through the underground passage to visit the Forbidden City, intending to spend the whole day here, entering through the Meridian Gate, and stepping on the central axis stone road that only emperors could walk in ancient times All the way forward, although you can only visit the exterior of the building, and the inside of the main hall can only be seen through the glass, but the grandeur and magic of the imperial building still fascinates Jing Xing. He stops from time to time to listen to the introduction of the tour guide Unknowingly, the sun moved from east to west, and when the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Jing Xing, he suddenly realized that it was so late.

"Oops! The landlord's dinner!" Jing Xing ran all the way from Shenwumen, the bus and subway were rushing home, it wasn't that Jing Xing didn't want to take a taxi, it was just the traffic in the imperial capital, whoever drove would know!

Hurrying along the way, Jing Xing finally arrived home at 7:[-], and saw the landlady, who was dressed as if he was attending a banquet, sitting in the dining room eating the breakfast he had left in the morning.

"Yes... I'm sorry I'm late." Jing Xing watched the landlord eating cold food, feeling extremely anxious.

"Didn't you leave me dinner?" The landlord held a bun in his hand, and seemed to have no idea where Jing Xing's apology came from. Didn't this person leave a note for dinner? He thought that Jing Xing would not come back for dinner tonight. .

Jing Xing, who seemed to understand what the landlord meant, suddenly realized that the dignified senior in front of him might not have as high a requirement for food as he thought.

Maybe, in the future, the landlord won't dislike him even if he eats steamed buns and pickles?

The author has something to say:

Jing Xing, if you think too much, the landlord will definitely dislike you...