Love apartment under one person

Chapter 32 Zhuge Dali: I want a big meal, you cook it for me!
Hehehe, you only need to use the pot that matches this world to form a combo. Think about Yazi, who seems to be very maneuverable.

A certain Meng expressed that he was very comfortable, and he even had the idea that he hoped that Dali's sister would buy more food, so that he could get closer to Guozi later.

Then...meng lang was in tragedy.

When he looked suspiciously at his life, sister Dali greeted Ajie and ran three times before loading all the ingredients into the car, and asked in a bit of a daze:
"Dali, look, it's still early in winter, and we don't have a cellar in our suite, where do you put all the vegetables you bought?"

"Didn't you say that you cook as much as I buy? I bought all the ingredients that might be used in this supermarket for the Man-Han banquet."

rash:()!

I suspect that you want to play me, Meng, to death.

"What's the matter? It's rumored that Meng Lang, who promises a thousand dollars, won't break his promise to the little girl, right?" Zhuge Dali sat in the co-pilot, and while wearing his seat belt, he said playfully.

"No! Nothing! What do you say? Isn't it just a full banquet? I'll do it, I can't do it."

Seeing the little girl acting like this, Meng had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender, but at the same time, a strange feeling flashed in his heart.

'Strange, why do I feel so familiar with this action, tone, and demeanor?Where did you see it? '

He bowed his head and pondered for a long time, but Meng didn't come up with a clue, so he shook his head to drive the complicated thoughts out of his mind, and drove back to the apartment with Zhuge Dali.

After getting off the car, Meng Lang ran up and down, and carried the ingredients upstairs in two or three trips. Just as he was about to rest, he suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but turned his head and said to Zhuge Dali:

"Dali, we can't finish eating so many dishes. It's better to be more lively than to waste it. When I went downstairs to 3502 to borrow the toolbox in the morning, I promised to invite them to dinner another day. Why don't we invite them to eat together?"

Zhuge Dali nodded very understandingly: "Okay, then I'll call?"

Meng Lang waved his hand and said, "Let me go. They are a bit special. We may need to go to 3502 to cook and eat there. By the way, I want to see if I can bring them to the health brigade."

When the little girl heard that she was someone who could be admired by Meng Lang, she immediately became interested, nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll wash the dishes first, and you can go downstairs to say hello."

"Well, I'm going."

Meng Lang first went back to his room to get the toolbox he borrowed this morning, then went downstairs and knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom—Xiao Hei!"

"Boom boom boom—Xiao Hei!"

But after a while, a man in casual clothes opened the door, saw Meng Lang carrying a toolbox, and said with a Shandong accent, "It's you, the toolbox is used up? Just give it to me."

Meng Lang handed the toolbox to Xiao Hei, and said, "Xiao Hei, didn't you say to treat you to dinner? I just bought some ingredients to cook a big meal today, so I'll treat you to dinner today. How about it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Hei glanced at Meng Lang in surprise. He was sure that from the morning till now, no matter whether he heard it or saw it with his own eyes, Meng Lang had been emphasizing "you", so he knew that this person in front of him was definitely not simple.

"You keep emphasizing 'we', do you know something?" Xiao Hei showed his cards directly.

"You should have heard of everything, right? I am the second person in charge of the East China region, and I am also a stranger. I have sensed the seven of you before. To be honest, I am very interested in you."

As he said that, Meng Lang looked directly at Xiao Hei, and his tone became more sincere: "Don't worry, I have absolutely no malice towards you, and I will not force you to do anything."

Hearing the words, Xiao Hei in the dialect version thought for a while and then said, "Then I'll ask them."

After that, he turned and went back to the room. It is worth noting that he did not close the door this time.

Three minutes later, Xiao Hei came out. Seeing Meng Lang still standing at the door waiting quietly, a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes and he said, "We agreed, but can you bring the ingredients to cook here? It's not convenient for us at the same time." go out."

Meng Lang spread his hands very kindly and said, "Understood, that's what I planned too, so I'll call my friend over now? She's also a new resident upstairs, my colleague."

"No problem." Dialect Xiao Hei responded with a smile.

10 minutes later, Love Apartment 3502.

The seven little blacks with different shapes looked at the exaggerated number of ingredients in front of them, dumbfounded and speechless.

Seeing that the seven people looked like they had seen a ghost, Meng Lang couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders and said, "I offended the beautiful lady next to me, and she wanted to eat the Manchu Banquet I made as an apology, so——you understand."

The seven little blacks turned their heads to look at Zhuge Dali, and all cast strange glances of pity mixed with envy at Mr. Meng.

Seeing that the preparations were almost done, Meng Lang declined Zhuge Dali and Xiao Hei's offer to help, and told them to wait in peace, and the meal would be served in an hour.

Rolling up his sleeves, fastening his apron, and wearing his peaked cap backwards, Meng Lang's demeanor changed the moment he grasped the kitchen knife, from elegant and easy-going to the mode of selfless focus in an instant.

I saw his hands changing various movements rapidly, seven or eight kinds of knives in his hands were constantly rotating, cutting, picking, carving, and paring each food material using the most suitable process for pretreatment.

Every step seems to have gone through thousands of tempers, making Zhuge Dali and Xiao Hei who were watching beside them feel that they are not watching people cook, but are admiring a delicate art.

The two diametrically opposed senses of urgency and calmness were revealed from every movement of Meng Lang at the same time, making Zhuge Dali and the others feel a strange sense of absurdity and harmony in a trance.

Then Meng Lang's skill in controlling eight stoves and using eight pots to cook eight cooking methods at the same time was even more unbelievable.

Looking at Meng Lang's busy figure in the kitchen, the little girl thought of something, and a nice blush crept up on her face
An hour later, when Zhuge Dali and Xiao Hei came back to their senses, Meng Lang had already taken off his apron and hat.

"Because it's a family banquet and the time is limited, there are no ornamental dishes and candied desserts before and after. I chose three starters, eighteen royal dishes, two soups and meals, and six staples. It shouldn't be too shabby, right?"

He turned his head to look at Dali and Xiao Hei who were staring blankly at him, coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, dinner is ready."

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