newbobooks Chapter 53 Secret
Chapter 53 Secret
The next morning, when Si Nian and Yuan Jiang went out, Chen Zhijing slipped out of the room.Walking all the way to the hotel manager's office, he directly pressured people with money and successfully achieved his goal.
From this day on, Chen Zhijing would always sneak out of the room after Si Nian went out, without going anywhere.When it was time for Yuan Jiang to deliver his lunch, he quietly went back to his room, pretending he didn't go anywhere.
But within two days, Si Nian discovered that Chen Zhijing had an extra band-aid on his hand.
"Why did you get hurt? Let me see." Si Nian frowned and wanted to remove the band-aid.
Chen Zhijing hurriedly avoided, "Hey! It's okay, I accidentally got scratched by a piece of paper, the small wound is fine, it will heal within two days."
Seeing this, Si Nian didn't say anything about looking at the wound, but only told him to pay attention to the wound and not to get wet.
Chen Zhijing nodded indiscriminately, and called Yuan Jiang who was setting the table, "Hey Xiaojiang, buy me some oranges tomorrow. I haven't eaten fruit for a few days, and I'm so hungry. By the way, buy a fruit knife so I can peel oranges."
Yuan Jiang nodded in response, and brought back a bag of fresh oranges and a sharp fruit knife the next morning.
So when Si Nian went back to his room after the show at night, he found another band-aid on Chen Zhijing's hand.
Chen Zhijing scratched his head embarrassingly, "I accidentally cut my hand while peeling an orange."
Si Nian "..."
The next morning, when Chen Zhijing was woken up by the alarm clock of his mobile phone and struggled to get up from the bed, he looked up and saw two peeled oranges on the coffee table.
"..." Silently picked up an orange and put it in his mouth, Chen Zhijing wrapped the other in toilet paper and put it in his pocket, and slipped out again.At night, he had an extra finger on his injured finger.
Si Nian held his hand, looked at the three mighty fingers, then looked up at him, seeing Chen Zhijing with a guilty conscience, "I'm just...greedy, I've eaten everything you peeled for me, and I want to peel another one myself, who knows……"
Si Nian didn't say anything, but when Chen Zhijing woke up the next day, he found that the remaining few oranges had all been peeled off, and they were standing naked on the toilet paper laid out on the coffee table, the plump flesh wrapped in crystal clear Inside the clear thin skin, looking at it will make people appetite.
Chen Zhijing looked at those oranges, feeling amused and helpless.How long has he been cutting it?But now there is no excuse, so be careful later...
Just sneakily avoiding Si Nian's petty tricks for half a month, Chen Zhijing finally accomplished his martial arts, and showed a smug smile amidst the tears of excitement of the hotel chefs.
Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the cooking table in front of him, Chen Zhijing felt a sense of accomplishment.Although the appearance is a bit poor, he made it himself from choosing vegetables, to cutting vegetables, cooking ingredients, and finally cooking them.He has also tasted the taste, and it's naturally not as good as Si Nian and his mother's cooking, but it's not bad, and some dishes can be called good.
Looking back on these two weeks, Chen Zhijing can be said to have suffered all the hardships he had never experienced in his previous life.Being crushed by oil stars and being cut by a knife are trivial things. He doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers. The young master who opened his mouth and stretched out his hands when he was a child, can actually distinguish between leeks, shallots, and chives , the top can cut fish and shrimp, and the bottom can cut meat and deboning.Who would have believed it half a month ago?He doesn't believe it himself!
The chefs around Chen Zhijing burst into tears with excitement.Among them, even the vegetable chopping workers have worked in this industry for more than a year, and they have never seen a kitchen killer like Chen Zhijing.
If it wasn't for such a living person right in front of them, they wouldn't believe that someone could be so inactive and not divide grains to such an extent!
In the first few days, blood was seen in the kitchen almost every day. The young master either cut his own hand or someone else’s. hands.
It is a trivial matter to use leeks as shallots and salt as sugar. The problem is that he is frying pan!As long as he doesn't see him, he can fry the pot. It seems that the only two options for him are high fire and off.small fire?I don't know, I can't adjust it.
After he finally taught him how to cut vegetables without cutting into his hands, and how to adjust the heat, he almost wiped out the pot in the kitchen.
After that, the MSG and salt are not distinguished, and the vinegar and soy sauce are mixed. Compared with the previous hardships, they can be called cute.
When he was finally able to cook a table of dishes independently, all the utensils in the hotel kitchen were brand new, and the chefs shed tears of emotion—after this battle, they felt that they could go to New North to teach, and they must be the most amiable teachers in the school!
Chen Zhijing, who had been in collusion with Yuan Jiang for a long time, carefully put the prepared four dishes and one soup on the trolley, and pushed it out of the hotel kitchen.
"Thank you for your hard work, masters, see you in Jianghu!"
...Let's not see each other again.The chefs lining up to see off Chen Zhijing were surprisingly unanimous in their thinking.
Just as Chen Zhijing was pushing the four dishes and one soup kept warm by an alcohol stove, Si Nian had just left the show, and he was stunned as soon as he got in the car after removing his make-up.
"Didn't you buy dinner today?"
As the number one brother of China Entertainment, Si Nian certainly doesn't eat the boxed lunches of the crew. The driver Lao Meng drives to the town near the film and television base to buy the three meals a day, or asks the hotel to make them.If Si Nian's weight changed a lot during that time, or the character he played had physical requirements, a nutritionist would be dispatched to take care of his diet.
The driver, Lao Meng, glanced at Yuan Jiang in the passenger seat, stepped on the gas pedal as his eyes hinted, and drove the car out without a word.
Si Nian felt even more strange, "Xiao Jiang, what's wrong?"
Yuan Jiang kept his mouth shut tightly, and he only hoped that the car would drive as fast as possible. As soon as he and Lao Meng arrived at the hotel, the task would be considered complete.
The weird atmosphere in the car made Si Nian feel more and more suspicious, "Lao Meng, stop the car."
No one cares about him.
Si Nian frowned, not because he was worried about getting angry.Yuan Jiang has been with him for more than ten years, and Lao Meng is also a veteran driver who has helped him drive for ten years. They are all trustworthy people who can entrust secrets.It's just getting late, and I don't know what the hell they are doing, Chen Zhijing is still hungry in the room...
Thinking of this, Si Nian took out his phone and wanted to call Chen Zhijing.But when he unlocked the phone, he saw the time displayed on the top of the screen at a glance
1810
Tuesday, October 4
Staring at that date, Si Nian suddenly understood something.Putting down his phone, he turned his head to look at the scenery passing by outside the window, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up.
Soon the car stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Yuan Jiang did not get out of the car with Si Nian as usual, but turned around from the passenger seat, looked at him and said, "Happy birthday, Si Nian."
Lao Meng also turned around and said cheerfully, "Happy birthday."
Si Nian also laughed, "Thank you."
After speaking, he opened the car door and walked into the hotel.
Yuan Jiang sat in the passenger seat, watched Lao Meng drive the car towards the parking lot of the hotel, and finally couldn't help asking, "Hey Lao Meng, do you think Si Nian was very happy just now?"
Lao Meng still smiled, "Of course I am happy. A smart person like Si Nian must have guessed what we were doing. Otherwise, why would he get out of the car without asking anything?"
"That's not what I mean, I just think..." Yuan Jiang carefully considered his words, "Although Si Nian looked happy on his birthday before, it always made people feel a little lacking... just... hey! Anyway, it doesn't look as good as it does today. Happy!"
"I don't understand what you want to say, but isn't it a good thing that Si Nian is happy?"
Yuan Jiang patted his thigh, "It's a good thing, of course it's a good thing! Come on Lao Meng, let's go out to eat tonight, let's celebrate!"
Lao Meng smiled and shook his head, "Si Nian's birthday, why are you more excited than him?" Although he said so, Lao Meng turned the car around and drove out of the film and television base.
Si Nian walked into the hotel alone, took the elevator all the way up, and when the elevator stopped and the door opened, he saw Director Yu who lived on the same floor as him and was about to go out.
"Director Yu." Si Nian greeted politely.
The old man who was over half a century old patted his arm, "I'm in a hurry these days, I forgot your birthday, so I will give you a vacation as a gift. You don't need to use the storyboard meeting tonight, take a good rest. "
"Thank you Director Yu." Watching the old man walk into the elevator, Si Nian suppressed the rising emotions in his chest and walked to his room.
When he opened the door with his key card, the room was pitch black, except for a little candlelight flickering between the two beds.
Chen Zhijing sat cross-legged on the bed, his face was slightly flushed by the candlelight, full of complacency, "Come in, why are you standing there?"
Si Nian walked to the bed and looked at the small cart with a few candles on it.There are four dishes and one soup on the trolley, and a small alcohol stove sits under each dish. The aroma of the food spreads in the air with the temperature, making people's stomach growl.
"Sit down and have a taste." Chen Zhijing pulled Sinian to his side, and handed over the chopsticks graciously.
Si Nian took the chopsticks, and caught a chopstick of sweet and sour lotus root in Chen Zhijing's eyes eager for praise.
As soon as the food entered his mouth, Si Nian's movements visibly stopped, which made Chen Zhijing's heart pound.Is it hard to eat?No, he tasted every dish. Although the taste is not amazing, it definitely passed.Could it be that Si Nian, who knows how to cook and does it exceptionally well, has too high a passing mark, and he can't reach the level of an ordinary person like him?
When Chen Zhijing was in a panic, Si Nian swallowed the food in his mouth, turned to look at him, and asked softly, "You made this?"
"Ang." Chen Zhijing was a little downcast, and responded casually.Originally, he wanted to give Si Nian a surprise, but who knew he screwed up... What is wrong with him, he insisted on playing big swords in front of Guan Gong?
When he first entered the room, seeing the dishes on the trolley, Si Nian thought that Chen Zhijing asked the hotel to prepare them for his birthday.When he sat down to take a closer look and found that they were all home-cooked dishes, he was a little puzzled.
After taking a bite, he immediately realized that this dish was definitely not made by the hotel.This is not to say that the food in the hotel must be delicious, but professional chefs cook with heavy oil and salt, and the taste is usually a bit thick.And only those who are not good at cooking can make a home-cooked dish like this sweet and sour lotus root, which is not enough vinegar, a little too much sugar, and the lotus root is soft and rotten, but still somewhat bland.
Si Nian put down his chopsticks, wrapped his arms around Chen Zhijing's shoulders, and gently rubbed his head against his hair, "Thank you for your respect, the food is delicious."
When Chen Zhijing heard it, the sun shone brightly immediately, "Really? Do you think it's delicious?"
Staring at Chen Zhijing's shining eyes, Si Nian said slowly, "It's delicious, it tastes like... home."
Chen Zhijing was overwhelmed with joy, and while serving Si Nian with vegetables, he boasted, "Hey, I knew the taste was good, and even the chefs in the hotel praised me for my talent! It's just that choosing and cutting vegetables is too troublesome. I just started It also cuts to...cough cough, anyway, it's hard work, you don't know..."
In the midst of Chen Zhijing's bragging about showing off his credit and complaining, Si Nian picked up the bowl and chopsticks, carefully savoring the table's not-so-delicious, but absolutely home-cooked meals, candlelight flickered in his lowered eyes.