"Why do I help you?" Lan Jue leaned in and said.

"No, you will help the more you help." Zhou Qianlin waved her hand at him, then opened all the doors of his cabinets and took out some kitchen utensils.

She first brushed all these kitchen utensils that she hadn't used for a long time, then took out a metal basin, poured some flour in it, added an appropriate amount of water, and started to knead it.

"What are you going to do?" Lan Jue leaned in again. He was indeed a little curious. Although he had been with Hera for a long time in the past, at that time, when he entered the mercenary world, he often performed different tasks. At that time, he had no requirements for diet at all. Some food and nutrition were enough.

Falling in love with food, wine and other things is something that happened after coming to Tianhuo Avenue. In the past three years, he has spent most of his time on these aspects. Only by tying it on this can he temporarily forget his sadness.

So, at this moment, he looked at Zhou Qianlin busying around in the kitchen, and his heart couldn't help but feel strange and strange.

In his memory, he and Hera never seemed to have cooked. They just ate it casually.

Zhou Qianlin said without looking back: "Go out. The kitchen is not the place where you men should come in. You live alone, and it's just a decoration here." As she said, she stretched out her long legs and brought the kitchen door.

Lan Jue walked back to the living room and sat down on the sofa, unable to help but feel a little stunned. He suddenly realized that his heart was full of expectations, and it was no less than when he was looking forward to the foodies that the foodies brought him.

In anticipation, there is a slight strange feeling. This feeling has been a long time, and has not been around for a long time.

It would be great if she was Hera. That would be perfect. Lan Jue suddenly had a strong thought in his heart.

After more than ten minutes.

A "hiss" sound suddenly came from the kitchen. Lan Jue subconsciously flashed and arrived at the kitchen door, opening the kitchen door.

What came to my face was a strong fragrance, which was the sound of raw onions popping into boiling peanut oil.

Zhou Qianlin was wearing an apron and was putting the cut green onions into a pan. After stir-frying with a spatula for a few times, she picked up the cut pieces of peeled tomatoes and put them into the pan.

A louder sound than before, steam overflowed from the pot and was sucked away by the range hood. The aroma of tomatoes mixed with the fragrance of green onion suddenly appeared.

Lan Jue sniffed and couldn't help saying, "It smells so good!"

Zhou Qianlin did not drive him away again this time, and stir-fry the tomatoes in the pan with a shovel. After a while, she added a handful of raw onions and stir-fry again.

"Do you want to add so many onions?" Lan Jue asked curiously.

Zhou Qianlin nodded, "There is less onion and it's not delicious. You need more."

After stir-frying for a few more times, she took an iron pot with half a pot of clean water, placed it on the fire eye next to it, turned on the fire and heated it.

Lan Jue finally had some research on food. When he saw this, he immediately understood a little. He looked at the neat noodles on the chopping board next to him. "Hand-rolled noodles! I didn't expect that you can roll noodles."

Zhou Qianlin gave him a blank look. "There are too many things you didn't expect."

After the tomatoes are fried into tomato sauce, add water, boil, thicken, and add salt. Then turn off the heat and put the beaten eggs into the pot. Turn off the heat and sprinkle in the chopped cilantro powder.

A pot of red, yellow and green colors intertwined, and the tomatoes and eggs that exude a strong aroma are braised and ready.

Zhou Qianlin added a little sesame oil and sighed: "It's a pity that there are no fresh shrimps, otherwise it would be better."

The pot on the other side has already started. Put the noodles in. After the water boils again, add a little water and turn it on. After the water boils three times, turn off the heat.

A large bowl, a small bowl, two bowls of noodles, and braised with tomatoes and eggs. A simple dinner is done.

All Zhou Qianlin's movements were like flowing water, which seemed unhappy, but there was no redundancy at all. When the 20,000 noodles were served on the dining table, she also packed everything in the kitchen.

When he handed the chopsticks to Lan Jue, Zhou Qianlin found that he was still looking at him with a dull look, "What are you looking at? Eat."

"Oh." Lan Jue agreed, looked down at his big bowl of noodles, swallowed a saliva, and then started to move instantly.

The strength of hand-rolled noodles is not available to any machine-pressed noodles. In addition to the rich tomato and egg braised, Zhou Qianlin only ate a few noodles, and the bowl in front of Lan Jue was empty, and there was not even a single soup left.

"Eat slowly. Although the noodles are easy to digest, they still choke when eaten too quickly." Zhou Qianlin frowned.

Lan Jue picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, "It's so delicious. I didn't expect your skills to be so good. If you were on our Tianhuo Avenue, I would think you could compete with the foodies for a job."

Zhou Qianlin put her bowl to Lan Jue's big bowl and transferred half a bowl of noodles to him, "Look at you that you are not full, eat some more. If it is not enough, there is nothing else to do, there is no way tomatoes and eggs."

Looking at the noodles in her bowl, Lan Jue was stunned and looked up at Zhou Qianlin. However, Zhou Qianlin was already lowering her head to eat noodles.

Without saying anything polite, Lan Jue ate the noodles again. This time, his eating speed was much slower than before. He didn't finish it until Zhou Qianlin finished it.

Zhou Qianlin stood up, cleaned up the dishes, and went to the kitchen to wash dishes.

Lan Jue sat at the dining table but didn't move, and the light in his eyes flashed slightly.

After a while, Zhou Qianlin walked out of the kitchen and said, "Let's go and take me home."

"Okay!" Lan Jue agreed and stood up.

When he walked out of the room, the Zeus Jewelry Store outside was not closed yet, Xiu Xiu and Keer were both there. Seeing the two of them coming out, Xiu Xiu stepped forward and said, "Boss, are you and Miss Zhou going out?"

Lan Jue nodded, "I'll send her back and I'll be back in a while."

"Be careful on the road." Xiuxiu said with a smile.

"Dingling" Lan Jue and Zhou Qianlin left, and the expression on Xiu Xiu's face suddenly changed slightly, and his eyes were a little lost.

Ke'er whispered: "Sister Xiuxiu, the boss and Miss Zhou should have nothing to do."

Xiu Xiu's face instantly returned to normal, and she shook her head, "I'm fine. Even if they have anything, we shouldn't care about it! Let's go, we'll get off work too."

Lan Jue kept riding a bicycle to the foot of Tianshan Mountain and watched her leave. Neither of them said anything else on the way, and kept calm with tacit understanding. But today's silence was never suppressed, as if only that strange thing existed.

...

Huameng National Academy.

Today is the day for the Haihuang Tianlai disaster relief concert. Early in the morning, when the students arrived at the academy, they were surprised to find that the entire Huameng National Academy had completely turned into a blue ocean.

Thousands of blue forget-me-nots fill every corner of the college. In addition to the roads that must be left to walk, these forget-me-nots are filled with the college.

The faint fragrance of flowers and the blue vision all make people feel excited.

Early in the morning, the largest media from the North League, West League and Huameng planets were gathered at the entrance of Huameng National Academy. The vehicles of these media have already caused traffic nearby to be semi-paralyzed. Huameng officials had to send special police to maintain order.

In front of the college, a security team composed of Huameng National Academy and Haihuang Entertainment Media stood in a row, blocking the entry of all media. The concert started at 2:00 pm, and before 1:00 pm, no media was allowed to enter the college.

Some media even disguised themselves as students and tried to get in, but were discovered by these ignorant security personnel.

In addition to the excitement of the Huameng National Academy, the Huameng National Academy is also covered with a layer of mystery. Media reporters only know that today's concert will be held in the auditorium of the Huameng National Academy. As for what form it will be and what kind of performances it will be, they all know nothing. Haihuang Entertainment Media has done a great job in keeping confidentiality.

"Looking at this situation, today is really lively." Lan Jue stopped the bicycle around the corner, and Zhou Qianlin came down from the back seat. It was strange that after warning Richard that day, Richard had never appeared again in the past two days.

Zhou Qianlin said: "Yes! This is the first time I have seen such a lively scene after I came to the academy. The Sea Emperor is really a big name. However, this time they were a charity show for disaster relief. Although they were suspected of hype, they finally did good things."

Lan Jue smiled slightly, "It seems that you are not obsessed with the Sea King!"

Zhou Qianlin shook her head, "I have never had any idols."

Lan Jue gave a thumbs up and said, "Tasteful."

Zhou Qianlin said: "What does this have to do with taste? I'll go to school first." After that, she walked towards the college with her schoolbag on her back.

Lan Jue was about a hundred meters behind her and also pushed her bicycle toward the academy.

Before Zhou Qianlin could reach the entrance of the college, she was blocked by a group of reporters and surrounded her in the center, and various problems also came to her.

Lan Jue patted his forehead helplessly behind him. It was really troublesome to be too beautiful. No matter when, it would become a target. It seems that it is necessary to suggest that Miss Zhou also wears a mask out in the future.

While thinking, he had already pushed the car and rushed over. The faint energy was released, and the bicycle turned into a weapon, forcibly cutting into the inner circle.

"Dear journalists, please don't harass the students of our college. Otherwise, I will ask the college to refuse you to enter the college when the concert officially begins in the afternoon." Lan Jueyi said righteously, and his voice also contained some energy, which shocked the reporters slightly.

Taking this opportunity, Lan Jue pushed the bicycle and quickly rushed out of the siege and entered the academy.

Fourth update! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!