Brainoid

When Anton and Mimi got home, it was already too late and there was no time to pack their things, so they washed up and settled in first.

The second bedroom of the apartment Qi Min rented was originally a children's room, with a 1.8-meter-long wooden single bed, which was just right for Mimi's beluga stuffed toy to be placed on the bed.

After taking a bath, the little girl changed into pajamas and lay on the bed holding her stuffed beluga, but she still asked for someone to tell her a story.

In the past, Qi Min would not have been allowed to do such a thing. On the one hand, she would sometimes stay home late while doing experiments, and on the other hand, it was also because at that time she mainly wanted to teach little girls to learn English, and it was definitely not appropriate for Qi Min to teach her with a CHINGLISH accent. Now that she's back in China, it's time to teach Mimi how to speak Chinese, so her accent won't be a problem.

Anton looked at Qi Min, meaning it was her turn this time, right?

Qi Min felt a little guilty. She had no emotions when reading the text since she was a child, not to mention that it had to be slightly adapted from the storybook.

But when she thought about it, no matter what, Chinese culture has such a rich reserve of stories, why can’t it handle a little girl? So Qi Min found a simplified version of "Journey to the West" from a bookcase of old books left by the landlord, and said to Mimi in Chinese: "Okay... today we will tell a story from "Journey to the West."

This was originally a very stable choice, and Mimi was also looking forward to this story book that started with "The West of Watermelon". But after Qi Min read from the book for five minutes, even Anton, who was listening next to him, couldn't listen anymore.

"Can you not just read it like this?" Anton said helplessly, "Even if you read it, can you have some tone of voice?"

"Then you come, you come." Qi Min stood up from the bed and threw the book to him.

Anton opened it and looked at it carefully for more than ten seconds, and then had to give up: "Is there any other version with... PHONETIC (phonetic symbol)?"

This was a good time to laugh at Anton for being illiterate in Chinese characters. In the past, she could have laughed for five minutes, but this time Qi Min wisely held back her laughter. She knew that she couldn't just joke around at this time, she had to give the other person affirmation first.

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In the end, Qi Min didn't know what story Anton told Mimi, because she was already asleep when Anton returned to the master bedroom after telling the story.

When she woke up again, she heard the little girl's shout coming from not far away before opening her eyes. Qi Min opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. He saw that the door of the master bedroom was open, and Mimi ran in very quickly but still limped.

"Mom, get up!" Mimi climbed onto the bed on hands and knees, and her little hands came directly to pull her quilt.

"Okay, okay." Qi Min stood up from the bed and was being pulled out of the bedroom by Mimi while arranging his hair. He saw Anton carrying bowls out of the kitchen, and there was already a lot of food on the table.

Qi Min took a closer look and saw slices of songhua tripe, boiled eggs topped with a special sauce made of soy sauce, vinegar and sesame oil, old vinegar spinach without peanuts replaced with almonds, and spinach and pork liver porridge being served out—— Almost using everything left in her refrigerator.

"I actually cooked food..." Qi Min couldn't help but muttered. Speaking of it, it seemed like she hadn't eaten food cooked by Anton for a long time. Her tongue was almost numb from eating food from the canteen and takeout every day that was not seasoned with enough oil and salt.

"If you don't cook, are you going to feed Mimi that garbage?" Anton said pretending to be indifferent and put a bowl of porridge in front of her.

Qi Min took this as Anton's sincerity, and the quality of this sincerity was really good.

Because the porridge was cooked in a pressure cooker, although it didn't take long, it was still quite hot. It was probably due to the addition of just the right amount of salt and sesame oil, which complemented the flavors of spinach and pork liver. Qi Min bought the corn sausage together with the corn sausage in the supermarket on Tuesday, but he was too lazy to cut it after buying it. Now it is cut into thin and even slices and poured with rice vinegar and presented on the plate, which seems to have improved a lot. Of course there is nothing to say about the skill of Old Vinegar Spinach. Anton's serious training as a chef is obviously different from the average self-taught chef. The sauce on the hard-boiled eggs is even more magical. This exclusive recipe, which is said to have been commonly used in high-end cold dishes in previous Chinese restaurants, can make Mimi, who has always hated eggs, especially hard-boiled eggs, eat one and a half in a row.

When Qi Min was eating, he couldn't help but feel for the nth time that Anton had really been memorizing it since he was a child. He finally learned the craft at his previous serious Chinese restaurant, but because of the change of owners, he was forced to deliver takeout. It was really a waste of this craft.

Maybe dozens of times, Qi Min almost said to Anton, "When I graduate, I will go back and find you a serious job as a chef." But every time she didn't really say it, mainly because she was afraid that the promise would not be fulfilled. She knew that Anton had wanted to be a chef since he could remember. This was a serious ideal and not just a job, so she couldn't promise it casually.

What's more, speaking more realistically, most of those who apply for chef jobs in regular restaurants now require a chef certificate. Anton is twenty-five years old this year. Logically speaking, it is time for him to take the intermediate chef certificate. But he has never studied in a formal school in China, and because of the difficulty in recognizing Chinese characters, he may not be able to go to water class quickly. If you really want to take the test for this certificate, you may have to start by recognizing commonly used Chinese characters, which seems too troublesome.

Of course, if Anton wants to do this, Qi Min thinks it is worth it. Anyway, the reality is that Qi Min fundamentally owes him, whether it is from his financial help when she was studying for her Ph.D. or from the fact that Mimi's leg injury caused Qi Min to suffer a serious loss.

Perhaps seeing Qi Min's distraction, Anton asked her, "What are your plans for today?"

Qi Min was brought back to reality, but was confused for a second: "Pack your things?"

"I've almost finished cleaning up," Anton said, "when you slept until half past ten."

Qi Minxin asked, can she be blamed for this? Anton slept next to her without calling her, and then complained that she slept in and couldn't get up to work. Is this her fault?

"Then... let's go out and buy some things we need." Qi Min thought for a while and said, "Mimi will focus on learning Chinese in the future. She should have books with basic pinyin. Then she also needs to buy some clothes and the like..."

"I have to get a casserole. The ones left here can't be used at all." Anton also said, "And I have to buy ingredients. This refrigerator is almost empty, and it doesn't look like a place where normal people live."

That means she is abnormal. Qi Min said something in her heart, but she had to admit that during the time she lived there, she really lived a depraved life of fast food takeout.

But thinking about it this way, I have to go to a place that sells books, clothes, and kitchen utensils, and I can buy some vegetables, meat, and so on. Qi Min thought about it and felt that a shopping plaza about five kilometers away from here would be suitable. There is also a supermarket underground where you can buy food.

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