Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

"Yaoyao said the meaning is good, she likes this day." Qin Che explained.

Jian Yan nodded, the meaning of the Lantern Festival is indeed good, the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month means the happiness of the members.

The two have been going around for a few years, and now they have finally achieved a positive result, which is very good.

"Where is the wedding?"

As soon as this question came up, Qin Che's eyes fell on Lu Jinxiu.

Sensing his gaze, Lu Jinxiu looked up at him, and said clearly, "The authority of Manor No. 1 is open to you, you can arrange time for people to enter and decorate."

Qin Che didn't want to be polite to him, and said directly, "I still want to call the partner who held your wedding last time."

Lu Jinxiu, "It's useless to find me. You call my grandfather. They are the ones who contacted the partner. The design team was found by my sister-in-law."

"Oh, then I'll call Grandpa Lu and the others later."

After getting the answer he was satisfied with, Qin Che continued to work hard.

After eating and drinking, a group of people sat together and chatted for a while before Qin Che and the others left satisfied.

Because there was no one at home, Jian Yan decided not to go back to stay with Lu Jinxiu in the lounge tonight.

It rained at night, and he ate a plump and juicy orange. With flushed cheeks, he simply lay on the window sill and watched the rain hit the red velvet tree outside the window, wearing a men's military shirt.

Lu Jinxiu, who had a holographic conference in the front office, came in, saw her helplessly shaking his head, stepped forward to pick her up and threw her on the bed, then wrapped her in a blanket, and then said calmly, "The water vapor in the rainy air is heavy." , take good care of your body."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jian Yan looked at Lu Jinxiu, who was serious but spoiled by the bed, "I'm hungry, so what can I do if I want to eat?"

Lu Jinxiu said softly, "Shall I go to the cafeteria to cook you some noodles?"

Jian Yan laughed, "I'm afraid I'd have diarrhea after eating the noodles you cooked."

"No, I'll let Uncle Tang watch over it." Buttoning the unbuttoned clothes again, he leaned over and kissed his young wife's delicate cheeks, and said with a smile, "You play games or watch movies first, and I'll go." Go and come back."

"Okay." Jian Yan waved his hand, then happily entered the olive branch and watched the live broadcast.

The anchor of the empire is multi-talented, and the live broadcast industry also covers all walks of life. She searched around and entered the live broadcast room of a technical tycoon to watch him make mechs.

The technology is really superb. On the huge workbench, those parts that she can't even recognize, or have normal or strange shapes, are assembled under the skillful hands of the boss.

When Lu Xiujin came back with the noodles, the boss had already assembled a leg. The pure black metal legs were perfectly stitched together, without any trace of inlay and splicing, as if the leg was a whole.

"It's amazing!" She said with emotion, thinking that she couldn't put the mecha back together after dismantling it, but the boss can assemble the parts skillfully. Sure enough, the gap between people is incomparable.

The boss is a top student and she is a scumbag, that's right.

Lu Jinxiu, who was taking the noodles out of the incubator, heard this and leaned over curiously, "What's so amazing?"

"This anchor is a master, I think he must be a master of technology in the mech industry."

Pointing to the anchor on the screen who was explaining the movements of his hands in a gentle voice, Jian Yan said with admiration, "It's really amazing, I assembled a leg in less than half an hour.

Calculating the time according to this rhythm, I estimate that it will take him only a few hours to assemble a mecha. "