Chapter 100 Pork Ribs
Back home, the porridge had just come out of the pot. The fat man opened the lid and took a look. He thought it was just right, so he walked upstairs and prepared to wake up Jiang Cheng.
Unexpectedly, just halfway through, he suddenly heard a sound in the bathroom.
When he turned around, the bathroom door opened and Jiang Cheng walked out holding his pants.
"Doctor," the fat man greeted enthusiastically, "you are up, haven't you eaten yet in the morning?"
Jiang Cheng raised his head and stared at the fat man's face. After a few seconds, he glanced back at the bathroom where the door had not been closed, and said in a measured tone: "Guess?"
The fat man felt that Jiang Cheng might have misunderstood him. Realizing what he meant, he hurriedly added: "Doctor, I That's not what I meant."
After a pause, he stretched his neck and said, "I made porridge for you. You can take a bite of it in the morning, and then we will have ribs for lunch."
Listen. Jiang Cheng's face gradually turned rosy when he heard the word "Pai Ribs".
Originally, he wanted to use Chen Yao's name to scare the fat man, but he was worried that scaring the fat man would affect the taste of the ribs at noon, so he gave up for the time being.
"Then I'll just deal with it," Jiang Cheng changed his direction in a dignified manner and walked towards the office.
Perhaps because he had to eat pork ribs at noon, Jiang Cheng rarely drank all the porridge, but evened out a lot for the fat man.
"Doctor," the fat man reluctantly swallowed the porridge in his mouth, waved his hands and said, "Don't serve it to me, I really can't drink anymore."
"Drink some porridge for you. You are in good health." Jiang Cheng snatched the fat man's bowl and filled him with a full bowl. He put the bowl in front of him and said at the same time: "It's better than eating meat."
The fat man chirped, as if he had realized something, and said sincerely: "Doctor, are you not worried about my lunch?" Grab the ribs and eat them.”
Jiang Cheng became angry and said: "Nonsense! I am a respected doctor and an angel in white who saves people. How could I do such a thing!"
The fat man was shocked by Jiang Cheng's performance. In his heart, how much does a doctor have to do? It's a bit abnormal. It's better not to irritate him if you can.
It saves him a while to talk about his glorious past like working the night shift in KTV.
"Doctor," the fat man immediately interrupted him, and then directed the topic in the direction of Jiang Cheng's interest, "do you want to braise the ribs for lunch or stew with some vegetables?"
This As soon as the question was asked, Jiang Cheng's expression changed instantly. He slowly sat down and fell into deep thought in his seat.
The fat man took a long breath.
In the nightmare, Jiang Cheng had never been so serious about life and death.
After a while, Jiang Cheng slowly raised his head and asked the fat man: "Is there any garlic in the kitchen?"
The fat man nodded, "Yes, I bought a few last time and there are still some left. Some. "
Jiang Cheng stopped worrying and decided: " Then add vegetables and stew it, then peel the garlic, wash it and chop it into pieces, mix some soy sauce and vinegar, there should be a bottle of sesame oil in the second compartment on the top of the refrigerator, add a little sesame oil in it," he He chirped, "I want to dip my ribs into it."
"Would you like chopped green onions and coriander?" The fat man picked up a small book and asked while recording.
Jiang Cheng thought for a while and replied: "It doesn't hurt to add a little, but you have to pay attention that the chopped green onions need to be soaked in oil first, so they are more fragrant."
The fat man put down the notebook in his hand. He raised his head, stared at him and asked: "Doctor, don't you think your request Is it a bit much?”
“You have to understand,” Jiang Cheng said carelessly, “I’m different from you. After all, I rely on my face to make a living. If the ladies don’t stop because of acne on my face, I like it."
The fat man stood up and left before he finished speaking.
After a while, he came back, cleared the dishes on the table, and carried them to the kitchen.
There was a "squeaking" sound from the faucet.
Jiang Cheng walked to his desk with his head raised, sat down, and turned on the computer.
I pulled out a familiar website address from the history records and looked at it with interest.
After a while, the fat man poked his head out of the kitchen, "Doctor," he shouted, "Will you be okay soon?"
Jiang Cheng, who had entered sage mode, calmly closed the webpage and returned with the same loud voice, "You tell me what you have to do first, and then I will decide whether I have anything to do."
Put the plate, The bowls and chopsticks were returned to their original positions one by one.
The fat man works very meticulously and will not simply clean up just because he will be back soon to make ribs. He wiped the kitchen carefully with a rag, then washed the cutting board and stood it up to dry, so that bacteria would not easily breed.
After doing all this, the fat man wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen.
“Would you like coffee?” the fat man asked, “Doctor.”
Jiang Cheng put one hand on the desk and tapped it slightly, "A cup of hazelnut-flavored caramel cappuccino, thank you."
The fat man began to grit his teeth, "Doctor, maybe you haven't slept yet. Wake up, don’t you know what your conditions are?”
His voice came from the kitchen, slightly distorted.
“Even if it is instant, you can only drink half a bag and half a bag, because there is only 1 bag left in total.”
The fat man walked out holding the last bag of coffee, shaking it While speaking, he emphasized, "Half for you and half for me."
Although it sounds a little sad, this is the daily life in Jiangcheng.
The fat man sat across from Jiangcheng. He picked up the cup and sipped the coffee. "Doctor," he put down the cup and asked curiously, "I feel like you shouldn't live like this, don't you?"
< br>He seemed to suddenly realize something. He looked at Jiang Cheng and said angrily: "Those rich women don't pay you for pimping. "
"I'll reiterate," Jiang Cheng sat up straight and said in a very serious tone: "I did this entirely out of concern for their mental health, please don't use that. Vulgar words to tarnish such a sacred move."
Fat Man: "."
Jiang Cheng lowered his head and casually stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, then took out the spoon and tapped the edge of the cup.
As the crisp knocking sound ends, pick up the coffee cup and take a small sip until you finally let out a happy moan.
“Ah~”
“Doctor,” the fat man looked embarrassed for a moment, then licked his lips, raised his chin as a gesture, and tapped the coffee cup in Jiang Cheng’s hand, “It’s just A cup of instant coffee worth 7.5 cents, I don’t think it deserves such treatment.”
“Of course, if you think life needs a sense of ritual, just pretend I didn’t say so.”
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Jiang Cheng glanced at him sideways, "You don't understand, after all I"
"Okay," the fat man directly blocked Jiang Cheng's next words.
He first looked in the direction of the door, then turned back, turned to a serious face, and lowered his voice: "To be honest, doctor, there is one thing I can't understand."< br>
"What is it that those people are trying so hard to find?" Jiang Cheng returned indifferently while blowing the hot air from the coffee cup.
The fat man couldn't help but widen his eyes. Thank you to the puppet master brothers for your monthly votes!
(End of this chapter)