Chapter 114 Chapter 114 Xia Zhiqing’s expression was stunned…
Xia Zhiqing was stunned for two seconds before she reacted and asked Wen Qian how she got in.
Wen Qian seemed to be thinking: "You're asking this... Do you want to have breakfast?"
Xia Zhiqing: "The way you changed the subject was a bit awkward."
"Okay, I'll remember that. I'll improve next time!" Xiao Wen, always receptive to others' advice, nodded readily. "If you want to know how I got in, it's simple: I picked the lock."
He confessed to his crimes and was even a little proud of it.
Xia Zhiqing didn't expect to hear this answer, and his expression went blank for a moment.
He: “…breakfast?”
"eat!"
After nodding, Wen Qian stood up and took out his cell phone in front of Xia Zhiqing.
Xia Zhiqing took a look and asked: "Are you checking the weather?"
The weather in this place is really weird, so you need to be more careful.
"No, I want to ask if Jiang Zhiqi is up." Wen Qian shook his head. "Call him if he is up."
Xia Zhiqing stood up and prepared to change his clothes. After hearing Wen Qian's words, he said casually, "If he's just woken up but hasn't gotten out of bed yet, ask him what he wants to eat. We can bring him some when we order takeout."
"Order takeout?" Xiao Wen blinked, as if he had just thought of this.
Hearing the doubt in her words, Xia Zhiqing didn't think too much about it and continued, "Do you want to go out for dinner?"
"No." Wen Qian thought for a moment and said sincerely, "I originally wanted Jiang Zhi to make breakfast."
Xia Zhiqing was about to say that they could go out for dinner, and that he could change his clothes before they could go out together. Before she could finish her words, she heard Wen Qian's reply.
Xia Zhiqing, who was walking towards the bedroom, staggered, held on to the door frame to steady himself, and looked back at Wen Qian in disbelief.
He said with difficulty: "Let Jiang Zhi... cook?"
What ghost story are you telling?
"Yes, Jiang Zhi's cooking skills are very good!" Wen Qian praised him generously, "He is amazing at making cakes!"
Xia Zhiqing floated into the bedroom in a trance, his mind wavering between the fact that Jiang Zhi could actually bake a cake and whether the food he cooked was really edible.
Wait a minute, speaking of this...
Xia Zhiqing suddenly remembered the various baking utensils he saw in the kitchen when he went to Jiang Zhi's house last time.
Jiang Zhi can make cakes. This fact, which sounds like a fantasy story, seems to have some credibility.
No, that's still ridiculous.
Jiang Zhi had no idea how much his newly developed skills had shocked his friends. He got up early and frowned unconsciously when he saw the message Wen Qian sent him last night on his phone.
He didn't see it yesterday.
During this moment of stunned silence, Wen Qian sent another message asking him if he had gotten up.
Jiang Zhi quickly replied, put his phone in his pocket, stood up and walked out the door quickly.
After going out, he paused and turned to walk towards Xia Zhiqing's residence.
Wen Qian didn't tell him where she lived yesterday.
Xia Zhiqing stayed with her in the afternoon, maybe he would know.
It was only two steps away, and Jiang Zhi was too lazy to take out his phone, so he didn't send him a message. He entered the password on the door lock and pushed the door open and walked in.
As he pressed the door handle, he subconsciously glanced at it.
Strange, why does it feel a bit stuck compared to yesterday?
"Xia Zhiqing." Seeing the light on in the kitchen, Jiang Zhi asked casually, "Did Wen Qian tell you where she lives?"
There were footsteps coming from upstairs, and a hint of doubt flashed in Jiang Zhi's eyes. When he looked up, his eyes met Xia Zhiqing who was walking downstairs.
"Are you upstairs?" Jiang Zhi frowned slightly.
That piece of clothing he just saw in the kitchen...
"Hey, are you calling me?" The player standing in the kitchen peeked out, "I think I heard my name."
Her eyes fell on Jiang Zhi, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Jiang Zhi, you are here!"
"You came so quickly. I just sent you a message."
Jiang Zhi's expression froze as he looked at Wen Qian who came out of the kitchen.
Wen Qian was holding a cup in her hand and walking slowly towards him in slippers. She was wearing the pajamas she usually liked to wear at home.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhi's brain didn't react for a moment, and he remained silent for a long time under Wen Qian's puzzled gaze.
"Wen Qian, did you...stay at Xia Zhiqing's place yesterday?" He tried to make his tone sound calmer.
When he turned sideways to make way for Xia Zhiqing who was going downstairs, his expression suddenly changed while avoiding Wen Qian's sight.
Xia Zhiqing, who suddenly became the focus of attention: If he just found out... well, that sounds a bit ridiculous.
Xia Zhiqing walked past Jiang Zhi with his head held high, feeling inexplicably guilty.
Even though he didn't do anything at all.
"Yes!" Wen Qian pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table. "I came here last night."
Seeing that Jiang Zhi seemed very curious about this matter, she simply repeated why she came here and how she got in.
Xia Zhiqing's eyelids jumped when he heard the words "the house collapsed" and "pry the lock" again.
No matter how many times you hear these two words, they still seem ridiculous!
Jiang Zhi nodded, seeming to accept this explanation well.
Actually, not.
He immediately realized that the message Wen Qian sent last night was probably about this matter, but he just didn't see it.
But Xia Zhiqing didn't notice why Wen Qian only picked his lock and not his own?
Jiang Zhi, who appeared to be calm in accepting the facts, actually began to worry about some very subtle issues.
"Jiang Zhi, we were just talking about what to eat for breakfast." Xiao Wen looked at Jiang Zhi expectantly, "Can you make pancakes?"
Every time Wen Qian showed this expression, Jiang Zhi knew it was time for him to make desserts.
The same is true this time.
He nodded subconsciously, then realized that he was not at home and said, "There are no ingredients in the kitchen, right?"
Making muffins is not difficult and does not require any professional baking utensils. Those in the kitchen should be enough, but the kitchen here probably does not provide ingredients.
"It's okay, I brought it!" Wen Qian said lightly. She stood up and walked quickly into the room.
Brought it?
What did you bring, flour?
Do you bring this with you when traveling?
Xia Zhiqing looked confused as he listened to the conversation between the two, and for a moment he doubted whether he had heard it wrong.
He turned to look at Jiang Zhi, his doubts stuck in his throat before he could even ask them.
As soon as Wen Qian left, Jiang Zhi's expression instantly turned dark.
Xia Zhiqing: "...Ahem, breakfast first?"
Jiang Zhi walked into the kitchen without saying a word. After looking at the kitchen utensils, he turned and looked at Xia Zhiqing.
He asked briefly, "Do you have any vacant rooms?"
"There's another one." Xia Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Jiang Zhi asked this. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'll move in later." Jiang Zhi said directly.
Xia Zhiqing said helplessly: "If there is no vacant room, you don't want me to move out, do you?"
Jiang Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly: "That's fine."
“…”
As he was speaking, Wen Qian, who had just run into the room, came out with an arm full of ingredients, including flour, eggs, and even baking powder.
Xia Zhiqing couldn't help but think of the question just now. There was a hint of disbelief in his tone: "Wen Qian, are you still carrying these when you go out?"
She even brought food with her, so what was in her luggage?
"Of course." Wen Qian said seriously, "It's better to be prepared."
In fact, these were the new products she had just discovered while playing the supermarket game, especially the baking powder. There was only a small amount, and she had bought them all before they were even put on the shelves.
Having only pancakes for breakfast was a bit monotonous. When Jiang Zhi walked into the kitchen with the ingredients, Xia Zhiqing, who was sitting outside, lowered his head and looked at the takeaway.
He turned sideways to look at Wen Qian, who had changed his clothes, and shook his cell phone.
"Anything you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine!" Wen Qian moved closer to him. "What takeout are you going to order? I'll give it some advice."
Xia Zhiqing turned the phone screen sideways so that Wen Qian could see it more conveniently.
"The beef noodles in this restaurant look pretty good," Xia Zhiqing said. "Wen Qian, would you like a bowl?"
Wen Qian stared at the display of takeaway products and slowly fell silent.
Below the exquisite looking photo, there is a line of small words - Today’s beef noodles are on sale!
Xia Zhiqing noticed that Wen Qian's expression had become a little strange, and asked in confusion: "Wen Qian, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." The player shook his head and sighed, "I just feel a little admiration for a certain lingering NPC."
The haunting NPC?
Xia Zhiqing: "Did you stay up late playing games last night?"
In the end, they ordered beef noodles. Wen Qian didn't want it, but he strongly recommended that Xia Zhiqing and Jiang Zhi have a bowl each.
She recommended them to order this because the boss's cooking skills were really good.
It’s definitely not because she can get a share of the noodle shop’s sales.
The trembling pancake fell on the porcelain plate and shook slightly when it was picked up. It deserves full marks for its appearance.
The porcelain plates were also taken out by Wen Qian. When Xia Zhiqing was about to buy some tableware in the online supermarket, Wen Qian interrupted him after hearing this and took out a stack of porcelain plates.
Xia Zhiqing was silent on the spot.
I dare not imagine what Wen Qian brought in his luggage.
It must be that there is a kitchen here, otherwise he really doubted that Wen Qian would take out a pot... That scene was a bit too shocking.
Jiang Zhi took the beef noodles handed to him by Xia Zhiqing, and his expression paused slightly when he took the first bite.
Are there any fixed combinations for beef noodles in the chef industry? Why do all the restaurants taste exactly the same?
Everyone at the dinner table had their own doubts, except Wen Qian.
After dinner, the player glanced at the newly refreshed tasks and stood up.
As soon as she moved, the other two people in the room looked at her at the same time.
"Are you going out, Wen Qian?"
"Yes!" The player studied the task and nodded readily, "Let's go out and find some souvenirs!"
Xia Zhiqing glanced at Jiang Zhi, who had naturally walked to Wen Qian's side, and said with a smile, "Then let's go together."
"Of course, we agreed on that yesterday!"
"Let's go!" Wen Qian shook the stick in his hand and said, "It's a bit time-consuming, we have to hurry over!"
Looking at what Wen Qian was holding in his hand, Jiang Zhi and Xia Zhiqing instantly had the same doubts.
Where did the stick come from?
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