At the same time, Qian Xunji came to the kitchen.
The place is bustling with activity during the day, with dozens of cooks busy in and out, but at night only the cooks on duty are still there.
A chubby middle-aged cook was sitting in the corner and taking a nap. He suddenly woke up when he heard footsteps and saw that it was Qian Xunji. He stood up quickly and his apron was crooked.
"Yuan, Dean! Why are you here? What do you want to eat? I'll call someone right away..."
Qian Xunji waved his hand, "No, I'll do it myself. You can go out."
The fat cook was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He bowed and trotted away.
Qian Xunji was the only one left in the kitchen.
He put on his apron, stood in front of the stove and thought for a while, then an idea came to him: steak.
Then, he found two pieces of fine tenderloin from the ice cellar. The meat was fresh and tender and the fat was evenly distributed. They were delivered this morning.
He put the meat on the chopping board and patted it gently with the back of the knife to make the meat softer.
Then sprinkle with sea salt and black pepper, rub evenly on both sides, and marinate for a while.
While the meat was marinating, he peeled a few cloves of garlic and cut them into thin slices.
Heat a pan and add oil.
Put the garlic slices into the pan first, fry until golden and crispy, take them out and set aside.
Then put the marinated steak into the pot, and with a "sizzling" sound, the surface of the meat will quickly burn and the aroma will explode.
Qian Xunji stared intently at the steak in the pot, holding the spatula in his right hand and shaking the pot handle from time to time with his left hand.
Fry one side until golden brown, flip and fry again.
"System."
[What are the host's needs?]
"Is there any red wine?"
[Some hosts.]
"It should be good, preferably twenty years old red wine."
[The host is really good at choosing. Romanee-Conti has put in Angel Ring, and it comes with two goblets.]
Qian Xunji raised the corners of his mouth and kept moving his hands.
After the steak was fried, he used the remaining oil in the pan to fry some onions and mushrooms, added a little red wine and beef stock, and boiled it into a thick sauce.
Plate the steak, pour the sauce over it, and serve with a few blanched broccoli and a few slices of tomatoes on the side.
He cooked another small pot of pasta, mixed it with olive oil and minced garlic, sprinkled a little chopped parsley, and put it in a small bowl.
Two steaks and one pasta, all delicious and delicious.
Qian Xunji put the food on the tray and walked out of the kitchen.
The door to the dormitory was ajar, Qian Xunji pushed the door open with his shoulder and walked in.
On the dressing table, Bibi Dong was sitting in front of the mirror, rubbing his face.
She had already changed into the purple gauze pajamas.
The tulle was as light as cicada's wings and clung to her body translucently, outlining her graceful curves.
Black stockings wrapped her legs, extending from the toes to the top of her thighs, making them slender, straight and attractive.
The long hair has not yet completely dried and is spread over the shoulders.
Qian Xunji stood at the door, the tray in his hand almost unsteady.
He had seen Bibi Dong wearing papal robes, majestic and dignified.
I've seen her wearing fancy clothes and looking dashing.
I've seen her Sun Piercer wearing normal casual clothes, she is gentle and pleasant.
But he had never seen her look like this before - charming, lazy, with an inexplicable sultry aura.
Bibi Dong saw him in the mirror, turned around, put one hand on the dressing table, and put the other hand casually on his leg.
"What are you looking at?"
Qian Xunji stood there holding the tray, his eyes straightened.
He thinks he knows Bibi Dong inside and out, from the past to the present, every expression, every habit, every inch of skin, he is extremely familiar with it.
But at this moment, he was still fascinated by the woman in front of him.
"I saw a fairy."
Bibi Dong covered his mouth and chuckled, "Do you like it?"
Qian Xunji came over with the tray, put the tray on the table, turned around and looked at her.