After rubbing his shoulders, Jiang Can looked at the plate of leek and eggs he had made.

The leeks are like jade, evenly sprinkled in the golden egg cubes, emitting an attractive aroma.

Even though Jiang Can, who usually feels that there is no need to not like eating leeks, wants to take a big bite with his chopsticks.

He felt that what he made with a percent cooking skill was almost not a dish, but a perfect craft.

The point is that he is very casual during the production process and does not deliberately take it seriously or anything.

After sweeping around the kitchen casually, he found that each kitchen utensil was like a pet he kept, which made him feel a strong sense of familiarity.

“Is this the full-score cooking skill?”

"It feels more useful than this face."

Jiang Can picked up the plate and ate the leek and egg in one breath.

Smooth and tender...

It smells so good!

"It seems that I have to cook by myself for a long time in the future." Jiang Can had a headache.

Then, thinking of the price difference of nearly forty times, he became excited again.

"In the future, just make some things and cook, you can get a steady stream of points... I am such a genius!"

After selling the remaining dishes and the oil stains on the plate, Jiang Can returned to the bedroom, opened the computer with satisfaction, and planned to play two Warcraft celebrations.

In the All-Ming Map, the opponent is a medium difficulty to get orcs.

While the opponent was fighting the jungle monster, Jiang Can's demon hunter took a team of archers to steal the house...

After repeating this, he happily played a game for half an hour and finally ended in a failed end.

The silly hands have always been like this.

"I hope I can draw a game next time." After a moment of longing, Jiang Can turned off the computer and went to bed.

...

The next morning, Jiang Can went to work after washing up.

On the way, he bought two buns filled with leeks and eggs and a cup of soy milk.

He felt that he was still working.

After eating these things along the way, Jiang Can breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really worried that his taste would be raised and he would have to cook by himself in the future. Now it seems that it is OK.

Cooking emphasizes "color, fragrance, taste, meaning, form and nourishment".

But to be honest, the taste of more than 90 is not as big as he imagined, and it is more of an improvement in the three aspects of "mind, form and nourishment".

Just like seeing a ingredient, his first idea was how to process it into a finished product, and then slowly change it to how to make it delicious and beautiful, until after the full mark, the first idea in his mind was how to show its fragrance while maximizing nutrition.

This is the evolution from bronze to king!

Clean his mouth and sell the plastic bags of soy milk cups of toilet paper while people are not paying attention. Jiang Can quickly put on a mask and integrates into the abortion.

Work is still boring.

After spending an hour and a half to handle the matters at hand, Jiang Can began to play Landlord with his cup in his arms.

The phone on the table rang from time to time, and he ignored it.

Since he changed his number, his phone has become much quieter, but the company's landlines are often busy.

Even his identity was taken out by netizens. A boring guy found out the photos of him when he was in high school and sweared that he must have had plastic surgery...

All of my ex-girlfriends were dug up, which was crazy!

Jiang Can doesn't care at all.

He cares more about whether there are 2 cards left in the landlord's two cards.

Sure enough, there are 2!

Doudou lost all!

Jiang Cansheng leaned on the sofa without any desire.

He took out his cell phone, opened WeChat, and searched for a while, only Tang Xiaoguo could barely talk.

Since childhood, he has always been a little inferior because of his orphanage status, especially when he was in high school and college, he spent most of his free time working and had no time to participate in group activities to get along well with his classmates, so he really has no friends who can talk to him.

The reason why his current personality is not as introverted as before is thanked to his ex-girlfriend, an optimistic girl, has a great influence on him. It was just because her family strongly opposed it. In the end, the two broke up peacefully. After learning that the other party was married a year ago, Jiang Can blocked all her contact information.

He looked at the ceiling in a daze.

Time flies so fast.

What will you look like in a year?

What about ten years later?

Could he be a world-renowned piano master or a new generation of chef gods who have been invited by major food programs?

No matter what, you shouldn't be short of money?

"I really hope time passes faster." Jiang Can thought beautifully.

Song Qiyue, who was walking in the door with a kettle, was dazzled by Jiang Can's smile, and then he calmed down and said, "Brother Can, I'll add some water to you."

"Oh, thank you." Jiang Can opened the lid of the thermos.

"Did you remember something happy just now?" Song Qiyue asked carefully.

Not in love, right?

"yes."

Song Qiyue held her breath: "Can you share it?"

"The weather is pretty good today." Jiang Can smiled.

Song Qiyue was stunned.

"Yes." A voice suddenly came from the door.

Song Qiyue turned around and hurriedly said, "Mr. Tang."

Tang Xiaoguo waved his hand: "What are you talking about? Why did you talk about the weather?"

"I just came in and saw Brother Can laughing..."

Song Qiyue closed her mouth halfway through speaking.

She suddenly discovered something that made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Her handsome guy was actually staring at her boss in a daze!

Mr. Tang was not here a few days ago, and just came back today. He was so happy. Could it be...

"I've heard that they have a good relationship for a long time, is it true that those people are saying it?"

She turned her head and looked at Tang Xiaoguo.

"Mr. Tang is really beautiful today. He is worthy of him, but how can he be content with him!"

Song Qiyue's hands holding the kettle were a little white.

"That, I'll go out first," she said.

"Okay." Tang Xiaoguo said.

Jiang Can nodded as well.

Song Qiyue walked out of the office step by step.

As soon as she returned to the office area, she took out her WeChat, switched to the cipher, and matched a crying image: "I'm broken up!"

Tang Xiaoguo had already sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Can.

She raised her legs and looked at Jiang Can up and down: "Why are your eyes so weird today?"

"Have you gone abroad?" Jiang Can asked seriously.

Tang Xiaoguo was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Go to Goryeo?"

"No."

Jiang Can frowned: "Is there any other place where plastic surgery technology is more developed?"

"Go to you!" Tang Xiaoguo waved his fist, but found that the distance was too far and could not reach it, so he let it go angrily, but he felt a little happy in his heart.

Silence for half a minute.

Tang Xiaoguo stood up with a very shriveled bear, pretending to be careless and asked: "I am so much more beautiful than before?"

"It's five points more." Jiang Can said.

Tang Xiaoguo raised his eyebrows, not very clear about what it means.

Jiang Can was still pondering.

Why did Tang Xiaoguo's appearance soar from 93 points to 98 in just a few days? Could it be that she cheated?
Chapter completed!