Cannon fodder: The villain is forced to resign

Chapter 157 That terrible noodle stall 17

kitchen.

Qi Yuan stood at the door, holding roasted sweet potatoes in his hands, watching Ming Sui and Mrs. Qi busy in the kitchen.

Mrs. Qi smiled kindly, "Xiao Sui, your cooking skills are really good! Unlike Xiao Yuan, who knows nothing! You don't look like a girl!"

Mingsui cooked the vegetables in an orderly manner, with a rare gentle tone, "Grandma, thank you, she just studied for a while. As for Yuan Yuan, she doesn't need to know how to cook, I am here."

Mrs. Qi nodded with satisfaction. She didn't really want to complain that Qi Yuan couldn't cook. In her opinion, it didn't make any difference whether he could cook or not. It was just a life skill. Most people couldn't cook.

Had a good time too.

For people who live a normal life, whether they can cook or not, the attitude of the other party is very important.

If Mingsui followed her advice and complained about Qi Yuan, she would definitely not think highly of them.

Qi Yuan complained to himself, "Grandma, I can cook!"

Mrs. Qi and Ming Sui both turned their heads and looked at Qi Yuan, "..."

Qi Yuan: "You don't believe it? I've been learning, really, Mingsui recently? Is it delicious?"

Mingsui twitched his lips and felt Mrs. Qi's sympathetic eyes, "...it's delicious."

Qi Yuan was satisfied and continued to eat the roasted sweet potatoes, and kindly reminded, "The vegetables are going to be mushy."

Mingsui quickly turned his head, waved the shovel, and continued cooking. Old Mrs. Qi shook her head, turned around, and continued chopping vegetables.

Qi Yuan went in to help midway, but was seriously rejected by Ming Sui and Mrs. Qi.

In the end, Mrs. Qi thought that Qi Yuan was an eyesore and tricked Qi Yuan into buying a bottle of vinegar.

"Remember to buy the brand you always buy. Go ahead and don't eat candies given by strangers."

Qi Yuan: "..."

Feel insulted.

Qi Yuan left the small courtyard and walked towards the supermarket not far away. As soon as he reached the roadside, a black car that had been parked for a long time opened and someone got out and called Qi Yuan's name.

Qi Yuan turned around and looked at Chi Wan, who was luxuriously dressed in rare furs. Qi Yuan frowned. In this world, it seems... cat fur coats are illegal.

According to statistics, it takes twenty cats to make one coat, which is too much killing.

Chi Wan took off the sunglasses on her face, walked towards Qi Yuan with graceful steps, the disdain in her eyes was about to overflow.

Qi Yuan remained silent, too lazy to think that Chi Wan's purpose in coming to her was simply related to the Xu family.

"Qi Yuan, the Xu family has recently started a new project and wants to cooperate with Mr. San."

Chi Wan looked at Qi Yuan's clothes critically, with sarcastic eyes.

"Since you're following the Third Master, don't dress so vulgarly."

Qi Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the white down jacket on his body. It was vulgar. Isn't this just for winter? Clothes can be classified as vulgar or not.

Qi Yuan raised his eyes and said in a calm and unwavering tone, "I can't do anything about the Xu family's affairs."

It happened to be Saturday, and Song Lin had just been reported. Song Lin should have just entered the police station, but he hasn't come out yet.

However, Song Lin should be able to get some psychological comfort from being able to finish the promised 241 billion and 30 million today.

Hearing this, Chi Wan's face turned cold. He didn't believe that Qi Yuan couldn't do it. It was just a small project, and it was just a matter of the third master's words.

"What do you want?" Chi Wan raised his head, his eyes becoming more disdainful, "One million? I will give you one million, and you ask the third master to agree to cooperate with the Xu family."

"I'm not short of money." Qi Yuan said.

Chi Wan raised her hand, just about to slap Qi Yuan, but it stopped abruptly in mid-air. It wasn't that she couldn't do it, but that she was frightened by Qi Yuan's eyes.

cold.

black.

Not like a person.

The sunlight shone brightly, reflecting on Qi Yuan's face. No pores could be seen. It was porcelain white, cold and hard, with no expression at all.

"Xiao Yuan, you are also a member of the Xu family. Only when the Xu family is well can you be well, right?" Chi Wan changed his strategy and continued to fool Qi Yuan, "Xiao Yuan, if you want to return to the Xu family, wait until this

After a while, the Xu family will definitely hold a recognition party for you and take you home in all glory."

Qi Yuan looked at the lifestyle supermarket not far away, guessing that the rice was almost ready. She just wanted to buy the vinegar quickly and go home to eat.

"Not interested."

Qi Yuan was too lazy to quarrel with Chi Wan anymore and walked towards the lifestyle supermarket. Chi Wan was left on the spot, staring at Qi Yuan's back, wishing to poke two holes.

By the time Qi Yuan finished buying the vinegar, Chi Wan's car had already left, and she was too lazy to care about Chi Wan's whereabouts. The most important thing at the moment was eating!

Qi Yuan and Ming Sui stayed at Mrs. Qi's house for a short time before leaving and returning to Shuiyun Bay.

The two continued to cook in the kitchen, Ming Sui improved his cooking skills, and Qi Yuan tried new methods to create new noodles.

In the end, Ming Sui looked at the dark face and exuded the fragrance of vegetation, and fell into deep thought.

How about he stay out for a few days and wait until she loses interest in cooking?

No matter how he looked at it, he had no appetite.

Qi Yuan brought the noodles to the table like a baby, "Have a try to see if it tastes good. I have improved a lot of methods."

Mingsui hesitated for a moment, walked slowly and heavily towards the dining table, glanced at the living room not far away, his scalp was numb, and he only had one thought of escaping.

Qi Yuan pressed Mingsui on the chair and said, "Try it."

Ming Sui slowly picked up the chopsticks, somewhat at a loss as to what to do. He was curious as to what exactly he had put there and why the heat emitted was also black.

Finally, Ming Sui firmly picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth - the familiar bitter taste, chewing and chewing, turned into a sweet aftertaste, and the mouthful of fresh and fragrant vegetation was still fresh and fragrant.

Mingsui's mood was very complicated, both unpleasant and delicious.

"tasty."

Qi Yuan nodded, "Wait."

Mingsui watched Qi Yuan walk into the kitchen again, wondering what kind of bitter dish she had cooked. As a result, he saw a familiar soup bowl.

That was Qi Yuan’s stew.

Qi Yuan took the soup and put it in front of Ming Sui, "Your soup."

Ming Sui's tongue felt bitter. He had been injured in the past. When he was in life and death, no matter how painful it was, he never thought that life would be worse than death. When he drank soup recently, he thought...this is the real life that is worse than death.

"How long are you going to drink?"

"Three courses of treatment, about 21 days."

"..."

Mingsui became even more desperate.

In the end, Qi Yuan stared at Ming Sui and drank everything.

"Are you going to sell a stall tomorrow?"

"Go on, you've rested long enough."

Ming Sui breathed a sigh of relief. He must be tired after leaving the stall and would definitely not be in the mood to cook when he came back. He could escape the disaster.

Qi Yuan thought about how long she could earn a new mobile phone.

The two of them had their own thoughts and went upstairs together.

Mingsui entered the study, and Qi Yuan answered Song Lin's bombing call on the balcony.

"Qi Yuan, are you sick when you step on the horse? How did Zuiyue and Zuisheng of labor and management offend you? Do you know how much the labor and capital losses will be when you step on the horse?!"

Qi Yuan rubbed his ears and rolled his eyes into the dark night. Then, the other side of the phone became quiet, and Qi Yuan slowly spoke.

"Mingsui didn't."

There was another moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then there was loud shouting again.

"Made! Mingsui can't exist without labor and capital? You ride on the horse...wait, do you like me?"

(End of chapter)