Abandoned women from wealthy families serve as control groups in pastoral variety shows

Chapter 45 Cola Chicken Wings
"It's really customized." Lu Qianling confirmed repeatedly that it was really a limited edition.

From Lu Qianling's reaction when she saw the bag for the first time, Meng Chuyuan felt that this guy had a good eye. She had a bit of admiration in her eyes, and said playfully, "I can't see that you are quite knowledgeable."

Hearing this, Lu Qianling suddenly puffed up her chest confidently, and said with some pride: "Of course, there are no brands that I, Lu Qianling, don't recognize, okay?"

Although Lu Qianling is a little younger, she has a certain understanding of these luxuries used by women. It's just that she has a false reputation as a daughter, and she can't realize money freedom.

Thinking that she didn't have the ability to spend money, Lu Qianling began to envy Meng Chuyuan. Not only could she own a limited-edition customized bag, but she could also spend money without restraint.

Lu Qianling held the bag in her hand, her eyes showed longing and envy: "I heard that you can't buy a customized quota with money, how did you get it?"

"Bought it by brushing your face."

"Can this thing brush your face?" Lu Qianling raised her head in doubt, and out of curiosity, she asked, "How?"

Meng Chuyuan smiled and said, "Just look good."

Lu Qianling realized later that Meng Chuyuan was just joking with her, and she almost took it seriously.

She glared at Meng Chuyuan, and said with some displeasure, "Are you kidding me? Are you so good-looking?"

Lu Qianling stuffed the bag back into the box, and when she stood up, she didn't forget to take a few more glances. It happened that Meng Chuyuan noticed her little actions.

"If you really like this bag, I can give you one next time."

Lu Qianling finally looked back, and when she was about to leave, she heard Meng Chuyuan say that she could give her a bag.

She turned her head abruptly and asked joyfully, "Really?"

Meng Chuyuan nodded lightly and said, "Of course, if you can enter the top ten in your grade at the end of the semester, I will send you off."

Hearing about the grades, Lu Qianling's whole face collapsed: "Top ten? Wouldn't that kill me? I won't do it."

She couldn't even get into the top thirty in the class, let alone the top ten in the grade.

"So you have no confidence in yourself?"

Lu Qianling: "You don't do this, the aggressive method is useless to me."

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As the evening approached, Lu Jinsen showed up in the kitchen on time, using the pretext of helping Uncle Yuan to study secretly.

Lu Qianling stayed with Meng Chuyuan for a while, but felt that it was not interesting, so she came down again.

Seeing Lu Jinsen in the kitchen, Lu Qianling also ran over to join in the fun: "Second brother, are you learning how to fry eggs again?"

Lu Jinsen frowned, and said, "What do you mean again? You're not at school for evening self-study at this point, what are you doing when you come back? Did you skip class again?"

When it came to going to school, Lu Qianling pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

After a while, she suddenly approached Lu Jinsen enthusiastically, and asked after Lu Jinsen, "Second brother, why don't you take me to record a show the day after tomorrow, I'm definitely more suitable than her."

Lu Qianling was thinking that if she could also record shows, she would not have to go to school.

Hearing this, Lu Jinsen glanced at her indifferently, and said with disgust, "It's getting dark, what are you daydreaming about?"

"The day after tomorrow happens to be Saturday, I can go to record, and then ask the head teacher for two days off, and record until the end of the second period, how about it?"

"Not much, even if you have time, I won't take you there."

Lu Qianling was puzzled: "Why?"

"You don't know how to cook."

Just at this time, Meng Chuyuan suddenly appeared in the restaurant, but she was a little far away and did not hear their conversation.

Meng Chuyuan walked in calmly, and asked curiously, "Why are you all in the kitchen?"

Seeing Meng Chuyuan appear, Lu Jinsen was inexplicably guilty, probably because he was afraid that she would hear what he said just now.

When she looked over, Lu Jinsen narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm afraid Uncle Yuan won't be able to do it alone."

Xu Shi was rejected by Lu Jinsen just now, Lu Qianling was a little unhappy now, she let out a soft oops, and couldn't help tearing him down: "Why are there still people talking nonsense with their eyes open?"

"..." This little girl really holds a grudge.

But Meng Chuyuan was used to it, she knew that Lu Jinsen was inconsistent and wanted to save face.

It just so happened that she was free right now, so she joined in together.

Meng Chuyuan washed the remaining pieces of chicken wings in the refrigerator, drained them, cut a few knives on both sides, and added some seasonings to marinate.

About 10 minutes or so, Meng Chuyuan cleaned the pot, then poured an appropriate amount of oil into it, put the marinated chicken wings into the pot, and fried it on both sides first.

Sitting in the dining room, Lu Qianling kept her eyes on the kitchen. She really didn't understand why they all love to cook.

Sitting there, she couldn't help sighing: "This one or two have become chefs when they come back."

After Meng Chuyuan fried the chicken wings, he turned around and went to the refrigerator to get a can of Coke.

Lu Qianling watched her favorite Coke being taken out, she looked at Meng Chuyuan, and said with some displeasure: "That's my Coke, there's only the last bottle left, what are you doing?"

Meng Chuyuan gave her a look, and said lightly: "Use your Coke and make a Coke Chicken Wing."

"Can you still make Coca-Cola chicken wings?"

Lu Qianling originally wanted to come over to get the Coke back, but unexpectedly, she was attracted by Meng Chuyuan's words.

Before Meng Chuyuan could respond, she heard the sound of a can being opened.

"Save some for me? Half a bottle? One sip is fine..."

Accompanied by Lu Qianling's begging voice, Meng Chuyuan poured a can of Coke into the chicken wings in the pot, then turned the heat up to bring it to a boil, and finally collected the juice.

Lu Qianling had completely forgotten what she was doing here, she stared at Meng Chuyuan putting the chicken wings on the plate, looking at the delicious chicken wings, something aroused her appetite: "It smells so good."

She licked her lips and whispered, "Can I have a piece?"

Meng Chuyuan took the plate away without letting her touch it: "No, we will eat later."

There were not a few chicken wings left, and she had already arranged them on a plate.

Lu Qianling: "..."

After Meng Chuyuan finished using the pot, Lu Jinsen took the eggs he had just stirred and tried to fry an omelet.

This time he used a non-stick pan, and the overall effect was pretty good, but he was not patient enough, so he used a spatula to make the eggs before they were cooked enough. In the end, he broke the cake shape and turned into lumps.

"Is it time to serve dinner?" Lu Qianling sat in the dining room, watching the dishes on the table, looking at them again and again, and was warned by Meng Chuyuan's eyes several times when she wanted to move her chopsticks.

Mother Lu seemed to come back specially ordering, and just after the dishes were ready and served, she appeared.

Hearing her daughter said that dinner is ready, Mother Lu quickly changed her shoes, put down her bag, and walked over with a smile: "Dinner is ready?"

(End of this chapter)