Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Just tell me whether I bought it or not.
In front of the supermarket.
The taxi driver watched Liu Jingheng slowly move the wheelchair out of the trunk and sit down.
What's this new trend?
Liu Jingheng entered the supermarket and searched her pockets for a long time.
Hey, I forgot my list on the desk.
I vaguely remember that the first ingredient had a "bo" pronunciation.
The second ingredient has a "qing" and "yan" or something like that.
He slid his wheelchair around the supermarket, muttering to himself, "Bo... Bo..."
After wandering around, I came to the food section where high-quality beef was sold, with a big brand name "Boma Beef" hanging on it.
Liu Jingheng read the words "Boma Beef" over and over again.
No, it can’t be twenty kilograms of beef. He can’t lift it.
Yes, it’s spinach, yes, it’s the “pine” in “spinach”.
…
Uncle Li paced back and forth at the door of the house.
The sound of a car engine rang out in the yard.
"Mr. Qin——!" Uncle Li ran very fast.
Qin Du got out of the car. Uncle Li in front of him had a face full of anger and sorrow, and his fists were clenched into sandbags.
Qin Du didn't ask, but Uncle Li took the initiative to complain:
"I asked the new kid to learn how to shop for food, and he hasn't been seen for ages. Who knows where he went to play again? The kitchen is still waiting for food. Tell me, what's going on?"
When he gets excited, he slaps his thigh.
Qin Du glanced at him calmly and took the coat from the driver:
"You have to be so dramatic."
Uncle Li watched Qin Du's departing back and clenched his fists even tighter.
Mr. Qin must not have realized the seriousness of the matter yet. Don't panic, there are still plans.
The reason why he didn't just take a screenshot of the list and give it to Liu Jingheng but wrote one by hand was that he was playing the game of replacing the prince with the cat.
Every year, starting on March 10th and continuing for a week, the Qin family observes the Eight Abstinences, guarding their bodies and minds, reflecting on their actions, and avoiding the shadows. In simple terms, this means eating grass for a week and abstaining from all tobacco, alcohol, and coffee.
This custom has been maintained for ten years and was set on the first day that President Qin took over.
I still remember that the nanny was careless and stewed a bowl of matsutake mushroom, fish maw and chicken soup for Qin Du during the fasting period. Uncle Li thought it was not a big deal, but unexpectedly, that was the last time he saw the nanny.
Uncle Li smiled sinisterly and cunningly.
A small bowl of chicken soup is a huge taboo. If President Qin saw Liu Jingheng carrying beef and abalone, he would probably give him a golden right kick before telling him to get out.
No one has the right to covet my uncle Li’s position!
The wet smile continued to grow, and Uncle Li saw a wheelchair shining with silver light appear at the gate out of the corner of his eye.
He ran and caught up with Qin Du:
"Boss Qin, intern Xiao Liu is back. It's his first day at work, and he has many shortcomings. I hope you can take some time out of your busy schedule to give him some pointers and help him grow."
Qin Du stopped and didn't say anything good or bad, just looked at the old man meaningfully.
Uncle Li waved at Liu Jingheng, who was still slowly parking the car.
"Xiao Liu! Come here quickly. President Qin wants to personally review something for you."
Liu Jingheng was staring at the parking garage in a daze, wondering whether his two-wheeled vehicle should be parked next to the Bentley or the Maybach.
Hearing the greeting, he was stunned for a long time, and an "Oh" came out slowly through an extremely long reflex arc.
As the wheelchair got closer, Uncle Li's intention to harm others grew.
I've also thought of the words:
[Xiao Liu! I've already given you the list, and I've repeatedly warned you not to make any mistakes. How could you buy meat on such a special day? This is a taboo in the Qin family! There's no need for President Qin to personally intervene. My Uncle Li will never tolerate this easily. You can leave now.]
Thinking of this, he smiled so hard that all the wrinkles disappeared.
Qin Du watched Uncle Li's clumsy performance for a while, then sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs elegantly.
"What did you buy?" He picked up the magazine and flipped through it without looking up.
Liu Jingheng took out a few colorful plastic bags from the cloth bag next to the wheelchair, and a three-pointer fell into Qin Du's arms.
Qin Du glanced at them sharply, picked up the bag and put it aside, and ordered Uncle Li:
"Open."
Uncle Li: Hehe.
He untied the bag, but before he could tell what was inside, the words arrived:
"Xiao Liu! How could you be so careless, Poma... Oh my god, the spinach, you bought it so well!"
Uncle Li: Something is wrong!
He calmed down. Don't panic. The boss must have learned that Liu Jingheng was a big customer of the Qin family and sent this special dish.
Uncle Li opened another bag, muttering "meat, meat, meat" in his heart.
The lines sounded:
"Xiao Liu! Young people should be more cautious. You bought green cabbage during the fasting period... The edges of the cabbage were so tender that Uncle Li couldn't help but say you're awesome!"
Uncle Li gritted his teeth: Where's the abalone? Where's the green-lipped abalone I wrote about?!
Liu Jingheng touched the tip of her nose, and the small mole on the tip of her nose became even brighter red.
Qin Du closed the magazine and stood up:
"Uncle Li, you will be responsible for such trivial matters from now on. Don't ask me."
After saying that, he strode away with the wind under his feet.
Uncle Li didn't give up and opened the last plastic bag.
Suddenly, two 200-watt light bulbs popped out of his eye sockets.
Pickled vegetables! Haha, I caught you, didn't I? How dare a common food like pickled vegetables appear on the Qin family's table? How dare you!
Liu Jingheng didn't understand. He just saw Uncle Li holding a jar of pickled vegetables as if he was holding his chubby baby who came to him in his old age and running to find the cold man to take credit.
"Boss Qin!" Uncle Li shouted at the top of his lungs, "Look at this kid, so careless, he actually…"
"Bang!"
Just as he caught up with Qin Du's back, his indifferent figure disappeared behind the door.
Uncle Li's nose hit the door and bounced back. Gnashing teeth.jpg
Liu Jingheng waited downstairs for a long time, and saw Uncle Li coming down with a jar of pickles, his face gloomy.
Without saying a word, he stabbed him with his eyes.
Liu Jingheng slid her wheelchair and turned around:
I won't let you watch it anymore. The dean's father said that staring at someone is called eye rape. Although he may not be alive soon, he is not afraid of being torn to pieces. He wants to keep his innocence in this world.
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Liu Jingheng was pretending to look at the scenery under Uncle Li's murderous gaze.
The phone suddenly rang twice.
Liu Jingheng slowly took out her cell phone, and the caller ID displayed "Bitch Number One".
After answering the phone, Cheng Yunqing's indifferent voice came:
"I passed by your house after get off work and wanted to pick up the coat I left at your house last time. You're not home?"
Liu Jingheng lowered her voice and said, "Yes, I was raped. No, I was at my internship employer's house."
"Your employer violated you?!" Cheng Yunqing's voice fluctuated violently for the first time.
Liu Jingheng: ...
"No……"
"Where are you now? Stand there and don't move. I'll come to find you." Realizing his own loss of composure, Cheng Yunqing tried his best to control his emotions.
"At the attack... at Qin Chuyao's house."
"Qin Chuyao not only violated you, but also attacked you?!"
Liu Jingheng: "...No...I..."
"Find a place to hide, I'll be there in five minutes."
Without giving Liu Jingheng a chance to explain, Cheng Yunqing OOCed Qingfeng Jiuyue's character.
The call was hung up, and Liu Jingheng fiddled with the phone:
I need to call Cheng Yunqing to find out where the phone book is.
Wait, he is a vicious cannon fodder, and breaking up the couple is part of his plan.
Liu Jingheng put away her phone evilly.
Uncle Li was defeated, but he was not idle. He started to think about his "Liu Jingheng Expulsion Plan 2.0".
He called Liu Jingheng aside mysteriously, straightened his back and cleared his throat:
"Xiao Liu, in addition to being responsible for household affairs, the housekeeper also has to cover for various duties when necessary. For example, if the nanny takes leave for something, you will be responsible for cleaning. If the cook goes home to get married, you will naturally be responsible for preparing three meals a day for the family."
"It just so happens that all five chefs have taken leave today to go home and get married. I should have taken over, but Uncle Li is happy to teach and give you this great opportunity to show off."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay, I can cook spicy hot pot."
Uncle Li: "It's not a good look for the Qin family to eat spicy noodles with spicy hot pot."
Uncle Li pushed Liu Jingheng into the kitchen and pointed at the vegetables he bought, saying:
"The simplest ingredients often require the most advanced cooking methods. Keep up the good work, Xiao Liu. Uncle Li is counting on you."
Liu Jingheng: "I'm also optimistic about myself."
Uncle Li closed the kitchen door with a sly smile, just like Tom in Tom and Jerry.
I don’t believe that I can’t get rid of this guy this time.
Mr. Qin's picky mouth is so sharp that no one dares to be second to him. He won't tolerate food that's too salty, too bland, too oily, too light, or cooked just right.
In recent years, the number of chefs he has replaced is enough to compete in the World Cup.
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