Good Luck:Dear,Come

"What's that?" Liu Dongqiang bends his lips.

"I want to be number one, I want to get the first prize!" Lin Xiaoqing sincerely shook her arms and blinked. In order to show her incomparable fighting spirit, she waved her arms and cried, "I want to be the first thunderbolt female Kitchen God in the universe!"

Liu Dongqiang's eyes flashed when she said the first sentence, but when she finished the second sentence, all her emotions were flat.

"If you are always at this level, I won't keep you."

"What about my husband?" Lin Xiaoqing is very anxious and blurts out that the world is very realistic now. If she doesn't plan for herself, there will be only one fate for her husband and Xixi, that is, chemotherapy in Beichuan will be interrupted, and that is, their mother and daughter will spend their next life in poverty.

She has felt that she has never had such a harmonious family life. She really can't stand the days when these important things disappear No matter what, she can't give up.

Liu Dongqiang sighed and said, "what do you cook for? Is it just for the man from Song Beichuan? "

Lin Xiaoqing nodded firmly: "there are Xixi and my family!"

He shook his head slightly: "if you take this as the starting point, you will never be a good cook."

Lin Xiaoqing is very depressed to see him, in the heart tangled, why does she want to be a cook, ah, if it is not threatening, how can she want to be a cook.

It's really funny. In her last life, she never thought that she would touch the pot.

"What do I have to do to make it to the final?" She pouted.

Liu Dongqiang looked at her silently. After a long time, he sighed: "if you don't have a sincere heart and a desire to make the most delicious meal for someone, I don't think you will be able to pass the finals in your life."

Too complicated, too profound! Who knows these? It's better to give her a secret collection of some top secret dishes.

Lin Xiaoqing let off steam, simply asked: "leader Liu, do you want me to be swept out?" Her eyes are big, covered with a stream of moisture, long eyelashes, but also stained with broken thin water, Liu Dongqiang is so soft by her.

"No, I want you to stay with me more than anyone else." This is what he is hiding in his heart. As soon as the words rush out, even he is stunned.

Unfortunately, Lin Xiaoqing has only her husband song Beichuan in her heart, and her nerves are always rough, so she doesn't even notice the feelings in it: "but I can only cook noodles, I can't do anything but cook noodles, so what you just said is ironic. What you want to stay with me must be milk tea Well, it's Shuihu Yangping. " She continued to play poor.

Liu Dongqiang's old face changed and began to stink. His eyes were heavy again.

"Otherwise From then on, I'll tell you how to win a hundred. OK? A hundred dollars, that's quite a lot! " Liu Dongqiang pressed the knuckles, gnashing his teeth to denounce: "Lin Xiaoqing, then you start to learn from the basic skills, by the way, burn incense and pray three times in the morning and evening, you can pass the damned final."

His face stinks again, even more than ever. Where does Emma step on your old tail?

It's a pity that Lin Xiaoqing has been stunned by this almost rejected sentence, completely forgetting the purpose of covering her nose. When she comes back to herself, Liu Dongqiang has no idea.

"It's broken. Aunt Liu is unreliable. I have to find another support!" She bit her fingers in agony, and her eyes rolled around. Her eyes swept left and right. Suddenly, she came to the flaming red of the corner of the table and stopped.

"Why don't I change jobs?" She had no guts to think, "it seems that the little boss is also the boss, and Liu dada is just an employee..."

Liu Dongqiang is very angry. A large part of this is because Lin Xiaoqing has no heart and no liver to ignore his occasional confession of true feelings. Even she doesn't show a bit of female Qiao's shame. Why is it embarrassing for him? The air pressure of Lancang is still a few degrees lower than that of Zhou.

Everyone followed him with fear, picking up the dishes sent by today.

A small dish of radish, a small dish of cucumber, a small dish of cucumber Every dish is cold food. Lin Xiaoqing looks up and turns her lips.

"Is this too plain?" The Deputy chef raised his hand timidly.

Liu Dongqiang tightly pursed his lips and slightly frowned: "it's normal for autumn to be dry and have more dishes of cold dishes to dissipate fire."

We all dare not speak, looking at the dish after dish of vegetables sent in the past. In fact, it is Liu Dongqiang who needs to reduce the fire.

"Soup is..."

"Cold melon and egg soup!" Liu Dongqiang curls his mouth. Lin Xiaoqing peeks through the cracks and finds that he has squeezed two more handfuls of salt.

He's too creative. Isn't he afraid that the big boss of kapukong will slash him?

When he finished testing the last dish, he was about to walk out of the door of the cooking laboratory. Suddenly, Shuihu Yangping called, "Chef Liu, wait."Liu Dongqiang stopped and turned around slowly. His face smelled worse than the stone in the pit.

"Cousin, your hair is stained with vegetable leaves." Shuihu Yangping extremely shyly pulled the corner of his clothes, close to him, low told him.

He wanted to step back, and she separated two steps away, eyes turn, see the case after the eyes of Lin Xiaoqing, heart a piece of anger, simply lowered his head, said: "well, help me take it down."

Shuihu Yangping is very happy. Cousin Liu has always been arrogant and accosted him. Nine out of ten words were solved by eyes. The rest must be "Er". If not, he just shakes his head or nods his head.

It's the first time that I've been close like this For the first time in her life, her eyes did not slant and her breath did not shake. She decisively pinched a small green leaf the size of a fingernail from Liu Dongqiang's black hair.

Liu Dongqiang uses Yu Guang to aim at Lin Xiaoqing, and finds that she is in a state of onlooking passers-by. He can't help but feel annoyed. Then he cools down and says, "well." He turned around and walked fast.

Shuihu Yangping, holding the green leaf in his hand, sweetly drew a small purse from his waist and put it in.

When she and her cousin Bai Shou grow old together and her children and grandchildren are full, she will take out this small piece of green leaf and say to her children and grandchildren with pride: look, this is the token of love from her grandparents.

In your eyes, you can see the shame of her girl Joe. There is only one sentence in your heart, that is Miss Yang Ping, do you think too much?!

The more she thought about it, the sweeter she was. She was totally immersed in the prospect of the future. As for the face of the Deputy chef, she didn't see it at all.

He is angry and sad. Where Liu Dongqiang is, he will always be a grain of rice. He was the number one chef in the world before, but now he is in the cooking laboratory, he is still the number one assistant chef. Even if he likes a girl, he is also the number two in the eyes of that girl.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help roaring up to the sky: God, God, why do you have to be strong and me? The more he thought about it, the more tangled he was. He picked up the chopped green onion on the desk and sprinkled it on his head.

"Miss Yang Ping, will there be vegetable leaves on my head?" He also bowed his head to show Shuihu Yangping.

Shuihu Yangping's eyes slanted, slanted 45 degrees, and fell on the head of a chef next door. He said to him easily, "Deputy chef Zheng, you don't have anything on your head." Because she is in a good mood, her attitude is very amiable.

Deputy chef Zheng was wearing a green onion, and tears almost came out, so he almost bit the handkerchief.

God, this is too unfair. Why did Liu Dongqiang's eyes not slant? When she came to her, her eyes slanted 45 degrees?

In the evening, as usual is a small stone, take care of Shuihu Yangping sweet dream, saliva wantonly overflowing.

"Little boss..." Lin Xiaoqing wants to cry without tears. Is he rubbing the bed to have fun?

"Call me Ning Ning." He came over and said with a smile, "do you like the clothes you sent today?" His expression was so sincere that Lin Xiaoqing even felt that what he really sent was a high-level limited edition.

When she thought of the two turkeys on her clothes, she was depressed: "if there were no two chickens, the color would be more beautiful and the skirt would be longer."

Little boss stares big a pair of three white eyes, a pair of very injured appearance: "little green, that is I personally use the most advanced computer design to draw a pair of Fire Phoenix for you!"

Lin Xiaoqing speechless, killed her, she will not admit that bald tail less hair will be a phoenix!

"Why don't you like it? Don't want to wear it at golf? " He asked.

"Childish!" Lin Xiaoqing looked at him with the eyes of collapse, and everything was silent.

"It must be that they are not good at embroidery. Let my painstaking efforts pay for it!" He suddenly burst into a rage, instantly changed a look, gnashing his teeth, under the light looked ferocious unceasingly, "since xiaoqingqing is not satisfied, it is the wrong master to make clothes."

Lin Xiaoqing suddenly felt a little helpless.

"Then what's the use of keeping this bunch of rubbish!" He was so angry that he opened his teeth and claws. With a snap of his finger, a bodyguard leaned out of the window and looked inside.

"Even at night, I fed the master who made the clothes to the bottom of the lake!"

Nani? Lin Xiaoqing was shocked. He didn't expect the expired meat to be so cruel. He was not afraid to be found Think about them these rich people are really enough asshole, but is it true, she also thinks this is too much.

"Yes, little boss!" The bodyguard who hung his head agreed, and Lin Xiaoqing was startled. He immediately grabbed the red ball suit on the table and praised, "little boss, you see, this dress is really beautiful. It's the most beautiful dress I've ever seen. This pattern, this color, this fabric, this texture, tut Tut I'm going to dress up for the golf game tomorrow! "