Is it so unpalatable?

Ye Qing quickly put down her chopsticks: "Hey! You won't be angry, right?"

Ai Liang said without looking back: "No, I'll go home to get something."

There was a sound of door opening outside the house first, and not long after, there was another sound of door locking.

Soon, Ai Liang's figure appeared at Ye Qing's door again.

But when he came back, two small bottles of half a palm-sized size were added to his hand.

"What is this?"

Ye Qing walked up to Ai Liang with some curiosity: "Pasta seasoning?"

"Just sesame oil and aged vinegar."

Ailiang walked towards the kitchen with two bottles in his arms.

Ailiang opened the cupboard and took a large bowl, then turned his eyes to the shelf.

As he expected, there was nothing on it except light soy sauce, cooking oil, salt and MSG.

Fortunately, this guy has no high requirements for food, as long as it is cooked.

If you come here, you only need to have two meals you cooked yourself.

Naturally, I will search online for recipes and buy seasonings.

However, most A-homes don't use much seasonings they buy.

At most, on the day I just bought it, I will try the recipe I found with the ingredients I bought casually.

In most cases, they will choose to order takeaway.

Moliang took off the light soy sauce from the storage rack and took apart the aged vinegar and sesame oil he brought with him.

After preparation, Ai Liang used a soup spoon for eating and poured a spoonful of light soy sauce into the bowl, half a spoonful of aged vinegar, half a spoonful of sesame oil, and a pinch of MSG and salt into the bowl.

Then, from the water dispenser in the living room, use a disposable cup, take two cups of boiling water and pour it into the bowl.

Ailiang put the prepared noodle soup in front of Ye Qing: "Try eating this with it."

Ye Qing picked out a large chopstick-toed noodles without hesitation, shook off most of the soup oil, and put it in a bowl.

Sigh.

Ye Qing first tentatively sucked a small mouthful, paused for two seconds, and began to inhale the storm.

"How did you get this noodle soup?"

Ye Qing asked after eating all the noodles in the bowl.

"I'll send you the seasoning ratio in the future."

Ai Liang also made a bowl of noodle soup for himself, and then started to eat it after drying the moisture.

"Yeah, your method is much lighter than the egg noodles I made, and it is even simpler than egg noodles! It tastes much better than egg noodles!"

Ye Qing began to transfer the strips inside the steel basin to the bowl bit by bit: "I thought you could only make those kinds of dishes in the hotel. It turns out that you can make such a simple way."

"When you live alone, you can study it yourself."

Ailiang sniffed the noodles in small mouthfuls: "It's not as delicious as egg noodles, it's just because you can't make them."

"Hey~ Don't you have a nanny at home? And people like you who are not short of money should order takeout even if the nanny is not here. It is really rare to cook by yourself.

And it’s a cheap way to rely entirely on seasonings.”

Ye Qing ignored the comments in the second half.

She was very curious about what motivated Ailiang to cook.

With Ailiang's family conditions, no matter what you want to eat, you can book directly at a hotel.

Anyway, Ailiang is not short of money. Eating a meal costs thousands or tens of thousands of yuan is not much different from buying bags of chewing gum at a convenience store.

It is hard to say that the five-star hotel near his home is the one he owns, so he doesn’t have to spend money on his meals at all.

"I didn't have much time before and I was not financially prosperous. This approach is the most convenient and the most cost-effective."

"Tsk, if you don't want to say it, just don't say it, who are you fooling?"

Ye Qing snorted lightly, lowered her head and continued to eat noodles.

She didn't have time to believe it, but she was not financially awkward, which was completely a erhu on the grave.

If the Ailiang family is not well-off, there will be not many rich people in the world.

Ai Liang did not look up and refuted, and continued to eat noodles.

The familiar taste made him recall what happened in his previous life.

In the previous life, although Ai Liang was much older than Ye Qing, he was not much different from Ye Qing in life, and perhaps he was not as good as Ye Qing.

At least his monthly income is far less exaggerated than Ye Qing.

He lost his parents and worked alone outside and lived a very difficult life.

At that time, Ai Liang was busy working every day to support himself.

I went back to the rental house at night and had instant noodles for every supper.

As for takeaway?

It's too expensive, and the money for one takeaway is enough to eat two meals in the cafeteria.

I eat instant noodles every day, and over time, my stomach will naturally not be able to bear it.

Finally, he naturally entered the hospital.

It was from then on that time that Ai Liang began to learn to cook by himself.

All the meals made by Ailiang in his previous life have one thing in common, that is, fast.

The preparation work is no more than ten minutes.

Including the time of eating, it adds up to less than an hour from the start of cooking to washing dishes.

This is also to free up more rest time and avoid sudden death from overwork.

To save money, he researched a bunch of convenient and cheap dishes.

For example, the clear soup noodles, egg rice bowls, sausage stewed rice, peeled egg and lean meat porridge, etc., are all simple and practical lazy dishes.

A large part of them, even without much need to use natural gas, have no requirements for temperature control.

Just have a small rice cooker and put the prepared ingredients in them and press them to cook.

After Ye Qing finished eating a basin of noodles, she didn't even let go of the noodles soup and drank it clean.

"Well, I'm going to say that this tastes much better than what I cook, and it's more convenient and easy to deal with."

Ye Qing touched her stomach and seemed to be feeling a little unfulfilled.

Ai Liang picked up the bowls and chopsticks and walked towards the kitchen: "Eating this only can ensure that you can fill your stomach while not being too bad. It is best to add an egg or add some vegetables when cooking noodles, which is more nutritious."

"I know, I know."

Ye Qing waved her hand: "You'd better sit down, I'll clean up."

Ye Qing snatched the dishes and chopsticks from Ai Liang's hand and walked into the kitchen with her own steel basin.

But not long after, she came out.

"Don't you wash it? Today's event is also reported, so time is still good."

Ai Liang asked with a shoulder bag on his back and holding the novel.

"I won't wash it anymore, I won't wash it anymore, I'll wash it when I come back in the evening."

Ye Qing locked the door and stuffed the key into her pocket: "I'm going to have class today, I don't want my hands to be greasy."

"You're just trying to be lazy."

"Oh, girls don't look like you guys. I just finished applying hand cream. If I were to wash dishes now, wouldn't it be useless?"

Ye Qing pushed Ai Liang to the elevator: "If you don't go to school, you will be late."

Ai Liang turned his head and looked at his shoulders, his slender and fair palms, and sniffed them gently.

I did smell a faint milky smell.

In the past, Ailiang also smelled a similar smell from Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue in winter.

It seems that skin care is a common nature for every girl.

Leave the residential building and come to the bus stop.

There is still some time before the bus arrives.

The two sat on the bench at a distance from the same body.

It looks neither alienated nor intimate.
To be continued...