In the end, they checked into two adjacent single rooms. Lin Cuiping grabbed her bag, slammed the door, and went straight in without saying a word.
She was a girl after all, and she even pretended to be married to him in order to save money! But he kept refusing. She was not a demon, so how could she get up in the middle of the night and suck his blood?
She thought she had guessed wrong. Song Xiaochuan didn't like her, not at all!
Lin Cuiping had never thought that between her and Song Xiaochuan, Song Xiaochuan was the man, and if there was anyone who got up in the middle of the night to bully her, it was Song Xiaochuan who bullied her...
But the room for twenty-five yuan a night was really nice, with a big bed and a separate bathroom, just like in Hong Kong and Taiwan TV dramas, there was even a toilet!
Lin Cuiping was quickly attracted by the toilet. She sat on it and studied it for a while, forgetting that she was angry with Song Xiaochuan just now.
Lin Cuiping was still sitting on the toilet when there was a knock on the door.
She quickly stood up and pulled up her pants. She squatted for half a minute but actually didn't have any bowel movements. She just sat on the bed and felt strange...
I opened the door a little, and saw Song Xiaochuan's gentle smile: "I bought steamed dumplings and rice porridge, as well as a pile of side dishes."
"No!" Lin Cuiping remembered that she was angry and her pretty face sank: "I will buy it myself."
Song Xiaochuan was not angry. He stood at the door and smiled at her: "It's still hot. There are pork, mushrooms, leeks and eggs. I put sugar in the rice porridge."
Lin Cuiping was really in a bad mood and couldn't vent her temper: "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet." Song Xiaochuan shook his head honestly. Afraid that she would be angry and not eat, his tone softened: "Can you eat first and then make me angry?"
Lin Cuiping couldn't help wanting to laugh, but quickly put on a serious face: "Who said you can't speak? You can speak more than anyone else! If you don't know, you would think I'm bullying you!"
Song Xiaochuan answered seriously: "No, you never bully me."
She was always so good to him that he couldn't help wanting more.
Lin Cuiping burst out laughing, then opened the door and rolled her eyes at him: "Stupid and foolish, if I didn't care about you, you wouldn't even know you were eaten by meat!"
Song Xiaochuan just smiled and said nothing. He put the rice down and handed her a spoon and chopsticks: "I bought them at the store. They are clean."
That’s quite thoughtful!
Lin Cuiping sat down happily and found that even the porcelain jar for rice porridge was new. She complained again: "Why don't you ask me to eat with you? It costs money to buy this."
She probably didn't know that he could spend a little money on her, which made her feel sweeter than drinking honey.
Song Xiaochuan lowered his head and placed all the dumplings in front of her: "It's tiring to take the train."
He had learned to speak, and the language he used was very simple. Lin Cuiping had gotten used to it. She picked up the rice porridge and took a sip, commenting, "It's not as delicious as yours."
He took another bite of the bun and said, "It's not as good as Aunt Zhao's."
It’s really delicious, not even as good as the ones in their hotel cafeteria!
In the afternoon, Song Xiaochuan went to buy food, and Lin Cuiping naturally went with him. Then her heart ached again.
She didn't know what he was going to make, but the ingredients alone cost more than 18 yuan! There were all kinds of things, and she was dazzled, not to mention the spices and soybean paste that Song Xiaochuan brought from home.
She decided that after this chef competition was over, she would do better business at the restaurant and ask Xie Yunshu to give Song Xiaochuan more bonuses.
After the two of them finished shopping, they strolled around the Hangzhou Department Store. This time, Lin Cuiping, who loved to spend money, didn't buy anything...
I waited until around five in the afternoon and then went straight to the TV station.
Hangzhou TV Station is built by the lake. Through the large windows, you can see the famous lake view of Hangzhou and the famous Leifeng Pagoda.
Lin Cuiping couldn't enter the final competition venue, so she could only wait for him outside: "Don't panic when cooking, you've already made it to the finals, so no matter which place you get, it's amazing!"
Song Xiaochuan nodded at her meekly: "There is warm water in the kettle, and there is beef jerky in the bag..."
"Oh, it's already this late, and you still care about what I eat and drink!" Lin Cuiping pushed him. She was extremely nervous before the competition: "Don't worry about me, just think about the competition now!"
There were only five contestants in the chef competition finals, so after waiting for everything to be in place, the competition began directly.
Except for Song Xiaochuan, the other chefs were all around four years old, and the camera would occasionally focus on the ingredients and pot in Song Xiaochuan's hands. But Song Xiaochuan was focused when cooking, and he didn't feel any pressure from being filmed. At this time, he only had eyes for the dishes in front of him.
Xie Yunshu sat in front of the TV, and became nervous as the game started.
Su Qinglian sat with her, watching TV with some surprise: "Yun Shu, you are not an ordinary little chef. You must have practiced knife skills for at least eight years, right?"
Song Xiaochuan started learning from a master chef when he was a few years old. It took him a long time to go from a handyman to a chef. Cutting vegetables and carving patterns were simple things for him. And because he was not busy with other things and spent almost all his energy on cooking, he naturally learned better than others.
In the words of Chef Zhang, if Song Xiaochuan could speak, he would have been able to become a chef on his own long ago.
This time, the dish Song Xiaochuan cooked was still a palace dish, a very complicated dish called "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix". It not only required extremely high skill of the chef in knife skills and control of the heat, but also very careful selection of ingredients.
It looked like Song Xiaochuan had only spent a few dollars, but in fact, the dried goods and condiments he brought from home alone were worth several dollars.
Since it is a royal court dish, it is naturally not eaten by ordinary people, but at the same time, the possibility of it winning is higher.
So without exception, several chefs all chose to cook palace dishes, and one chef's dish was exactly the same as Song Jichuan's!
In front of the TV, Li Chuchu, who had finally managed to coax Xixi back, frowned: "This chef must be the head chef of Jingbei Hotel. His family's ancestors cooked royal dishes. He even made this dish "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" for our leader! Xie Yunshu, you, as a chef, made the wrong choice of dish!"
Not only her, but everyone present sighed for Song Xiaochuan.
The young man is indeed outstanding in all aspects. The judges had even discussed privately that he has the ability to compete for the championship. I didn't expect his luck to be so bad!
If it was any other dish, it would be fine, but this dish, Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, was known to everyone as the specialty of the chef at the Jingbei Hotel! It was too difficult for him, a young man, to win at this dish!
Song Xiaochuan didn't even bother to see what other chefs were doing. He was only focused on his own dishes and was not affected at all.
Until he picked up the ham and bamboo shoots, the judges' eyes widened. They were familiar with this dish and remembered clearly that it didn't need these two things! This guy really can't cook. How dare he choose this dish!
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