Is He Really The Protagonist?

"Master, I'm hungry. What should we eat tonight, or should we go out to eat?"

Tang Yubing walked out of the bedroom and said to Xiao Bosheng, who was lying on the coffee table writing and drawing.

Xiao Posheng raised his head, looked into her eyes, turned away and said, "I won't go out tonight. I bought some vegetables in the morning. Let's cook for ourselves. I happen to have something to ask you."

Tang Yubing didn't notice anything unusual about him and asked enthusiastically, "Okay, Master, what do you want to ask?"

Xiao Bosheng stood up, walked to the refrigerator, and took out the tofu, potatoes, chicken wings and prawns he bought in the morning. Because I planned to eat it at night, the chicken wings and prawns were not frozen, but there was no need to defrost them.

"I failed to make Coke Chicken Wings last time. There was a thick layer of black syrup on the chicken wings, which solidified when it cooled down a little. It was very sticky and the taste was not as good as what you made."

Tang Yubing was a little puzzled: "How could it be possible? Master, how did you do it?"

While washing the ingredients, Xiao Bosheng completely described the steps of cooking during the New Year. Thanks to the strong memory under the influence of spiritual patterns, even if almost ten months have passed, he still completely remembers that day. situation.

Tang Yubing cleaned the chicken wings, took out a kitchen knife and cut into the chicken wings. Listening to his description, she still didn't understand.

"I'm not sure, I haven't made it too many times, but I guess it's because I put too much soy sauce."

Xiao Bosheng soaked the cut potatoes in water, took the kitchen knife from Tang Yubing's hand, pressed her shoulders and pushed her to the door, and then cut the tofu into evenly sized cubes. Looking back, I did pour a little too much because the color of the chicken wings was not obvious when I poured it into the old soy sauce.

Looking at Xiao Bosheng's skillful movements and knife skills, Tang Yubing asked curiously: "Master, do you often cook?"

Xiao Bosheng made a movement with his hands: "Well, this is my first time cooking since I moved here."

"What about before?" Tang Yubing didn't believe it. Then he thought of something and said in a surprised voice: "I remember you posted photos of cooking during the Chinese New Year. That couldn't be the last time you cooked."

"Yes." Xiao Posheng cut the onions, ginger, garlic and peppers and put them in a bowl.

"Ah, master, don't you like cooking?" Tang Yubing leaned against the sliding door of the kitchen and watched Xiao Bosheng busy.

"I can't say I don't like it. It's quite happy to cook and eat by myself. Most of the time it's just too troublesome. Anyway, I'm alone, so there's no need to live so exquisitely."

Turn on the fire and pour the oil.

"Haha. I really like to cook. I feel safe eating when I cook it myself, and it's much more affordable."

"Okay, okay, you go out to the living room to play, the kitchen will be a little choked later." Xiao Bosheng turned around and drove Tang Yubing out of the kitchen, closed the kitchen door, picked up the dried chili peppers and minced garlic, and waited for the oil to heat up.

Tang Yubing sat on the sofa and looked at the books on the coffee table, wondering what she was thinking.

"Meow⁓"

Only then did she notice that Snow Gun was still lying aside, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously wanted to sit further away. He also saw that the snow gun didn't move much, just looked at her, so he didn't dare to make any big moves.

She was afraid that if she made a big move, the white cat would be frightened and make even bigger moves, such as suddenly jumping over and scratching herself or something.

Not sure if it was her imagination, but Tang Yubing felt that there was a hint of human scrutiny in the white cat's eyes when it looked at her. Looking at the eyes that were no different from those of humans, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in her heart.

"Meow⁓"

With a meow, Tang Yubing came back to his senses. Looking over, Xue Qiang's expression was clearly normal, no different from those cats seen online. Although it was very humane, it was not scary.

It seems to be an illusion.

After calming down, he cautiously reached out his hand to touch the snow gun.

Snow Gun stood up, jumped off the sofa nimbly, and walked to the side of the feeding machine that was automatically dispensing food. It was meal time, and the cute kittens were about to eat.

Tang Yubing, who originally saw the snow gun moving, retracted his hand in fear. After seeing that the other person just wanted to work and didn't want to talk to him, he put away the smile on his face in embarrassment and took out his cell phone to complain to Du Xue. A white cat.

Tang Yubing: "Xue, what are you doing now."

Du Xue: "When I'm eating, it's called glutinous rice flour. It's said to be made from buckwheat flour."

Du Xue: "[Picture]"

Tang Yubing: "Wow, it looks pretty good. Is it delicious?"

Du Xue: "Yeah, it's pretty good. What did you have for dinner?"

Tang Yubing: "Waiting, let's cook dinner tonight, Xiao Bosheng is cooking now."

Du Xue: "Oh, not bad (funny) (funny) (funny)"

Tang Yubing: "He raised a little female cat, which is snow-white, very cute and smart, and the two of them actually have a telepathic connection!!!!!!"

Du Xue: "?"

Tang Yubing: "That's right, they can communicate without any barriers, you know!"

Du Xue: "Doubt.JPG"

Tang Yubing: "It's just one sentence for humans and one sentence for cats. It seems like they can understand each other, and I feel like they can really understand each other."

Tang Yubing: "Of course, cats can understand the meaning of human words. There are still many videos of this kind on the Internet, but it is outrageous that he can understand the meaning of cats. It is obviously just a simple syllable."

Du Xue: "Guess.JPG"

Du Xue: "Does that cat still dislike you?"

Tang Yubing recalled the illusion-like scrutinizing gaze just now, and the snow gun's indifferent attitude towards her, and replied: "It should be, this cat avoided me when I came here during the Dragon Boat Festival, and it is the same today. I was brave just now If you try to touch it, it just goes away.”

Du Xue: "I know!"

Tang Yubing: "What."

Du Xue: "Your little master is a cat demon in the form of a demon. That white cat may be his wife before he transformed."

Tang Yubing: "Speechless.JPG"

Du Xue: "What's wrong? Isn't it like this on TV?"

Du Xue: "Think about it, it's not normal for them to be able to communicate in this way. That's his own language. It's normal for that white cat to be hostile to you. You want to compete with it for a man."

Tang Yubing: "Please be normal.JPG"

Tang Yubing: "I won't talk to you anymore. Xiao Posheng asked me to help."

Du Xue: "Go ahead, go ahead."

Du Xue: "Be careful (funny)"

Tang Yubing: "......"

Putting away the phone and glancing at Xue Qiang who was concentrating on eating, Tang Yubing shook his head to dispel the nonsense speculation in his mind, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

When Xiao Bosheng saw her coming in, he turned sideways to expose the wok, moved the spatula to his left hand, and picked up the lid of the soy sauce with his right hand: "Look at it, and tell me if it's almost done."

Tang Yubing was attracted by the golden chicken wings in the pot: "Wow, Master, how did you fry them so beautifully?"

"..." Xiao Posheng stopped the movements of his hands and looked at her speechlessly: "Did I ask you to come in to show you this?"

How did you do it? After looking at the stars for so long to strengthen the star pupils, your insight is no longer what it used to be. With the help of this plug-in, is it easy to achieve this effect?

"Hehe." Tang Yubing smiled awkwardly: "You pour, I'll watch."

The light soy sauce in your hand turned into a thin line and flowed from the mouth of the bottle into the pot. "stop."

When the sound sounded, the thin thread broke immediately, and then cooking wine and dark soy sauce were added one by one under the guidance of Tang Yubing.

Xiao Posheng quickly flipped up the chicken wings in the pot with a spatula. After a while, the chicken wings were evenly dyed wine red.

"Okay, let's go out, it's the last dish."

"Okay, I'll take the others out first."

On the cutting board next to it are three dishes that have been prepared: spicy and sour shredded potatoes, mapo tofu and boiled shrimp. Cover each one with a bowl to prevent it from cooling too quickly.

Tang Yubing poured the food one by one on the dining table at the door of the kitchen. He took out the bowl used to keep the shredded potatoes and shrimps warm and served the rice. The impact on the taste of these two items was not too great after they were cold.

After a while, Xiao Posheng brought out the prepared Coke chicken wings, sprinkled with chopped green onion. The golden brown chicken wings paired with bright green chopped green onion immediately aroused Tang Yubing's appetite.

Then, with her doubtful eyes, Xiao Bosheng returned to the kitchen, and when he came out again he had a small bowl and a drink in his hand. There were also two chicken wings in it, but only the chicken wings, not the chopped green onions.

Putting the small bowl on the stool next to him, he sat down on the seat next to him, opposite Tang Yubing.

"You've been waiting for a long time, let's eat. This is the milk tea I ordered in the afternoon. It doesn't contain tea or coffee, just milk." Xiao Posheng handed the drink in his hand to Tang Yubing. Next to him was the leftover Coke from making chicken wings. .

Tang Yubing's doubts about the bowl of chicken wings were immediately answered. She saw a snow-white shadow running past her feet. She looked over and saw that Xue Qiang was squatting next to the bowl, sticking his little head into the bowl and eating chicken wings. .

"Can it eat that?" She was a little unsure whether the cat could eat food made from cola: "Wouldn't it be bad for the body?"

"I don't know." Xiao Bosheng's irresponsible answer surprised her again.

"Then you will feed it?"

"The snow gun is smart. If it's harmful to the body, she won't eat it. And there was no problem with eating it last time, so I'm not worried anymore."

Hearing his words, Xue Qiang looked up at Tang Yubing proudly. If you ignored the syrup on his face, Tang Yubing should be able to read the pride in his expression.

"All right."

"Let's eat. Do you want me to peel the shrimp for you?"

"Uh." Tang Yubing suddenly became nervous: "Forget it, I'll peel it off myself."

"good."

Tang Yubing, who was wearing disposable gloves and peeling shrimps, suddenly asked: "Master, shall we go to Banshan Park tomorrow?"

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow morning. The place you live is closer. Let's meet at the entrance of the park around ten o'clock." Xiao Bosheng put a chopstick of shredded potatoes mixed with diced chili peppers into a bowl, and after finishing his words Mixed with rice and put into his mouth, the spicy and sour taste exploded in his mouth, and the tip of his nose began to sweat.

Tang Yubing put the shrimp dipped in sauce into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it: "What about the afternoon?"

"Climbing the mountain to Lianyun Temple is just on the way."

"Will there be a lot of people on the first day?" Tang Yubing continued peeling shrimps.

After taking a bite of tofu bibimbap, Xiao Bosheng also put on gloves and started peeling the shrimps. If he didn't eat them, he would be eaten by his apprentice: "Probably not. Compared with other scenic spots in Jiangcheng, Lianyun Temple is not a tourist attraction. The first place you choose to go to.”

"Why?"

"It's on a mountain. You can only walk up there. Tourists shouldn't waste their energy on climbing the mountain on the first day." Xiao Bosheng also peeled one, dipped it in the sauce and fed it to his mouth.

Well, it is indeed a tutorial with hundreds of thousands of likes. The sauce has a distinct texture and you can also taste the freshness of the shrimp itself. +1 for the new recipe.