I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 226 Mr. Snail
"It doesn't matter if you want an Oscar or not. It's normal to lose if the film is made of Jews."

Jiang Wen was smoking a cigarette, and beside his hand was a golden bear trophy, which was the highest honor of the Berlin Film Festival.

"Yeah, that's right." Qin Muchu nodded in a daze with half-closed eyes.

Seeing Qin Muchu's sleeping state, Jiang Wen knew it was useless to comfort him early in the morning.

It didn't matter if I knew this kid had a big heart, but this calm look still made Jiang Wen puzzled.

Not pleased, not to have compassion.

Are you going to be a saint?

Shaking Qin Muchu to prevent him from falling asleep, he asked:
"Hey, it doesn't matter if you run around and get sneaked around?"

Qin Muchu rubbed his eyes, Yanjing, who returned from the United States last night, is still jet-lagged and dizzy.

Stretch out a finger:
"I didn't run in vain. I made $100 million, and I have the money to buy a house."

"100 million US dollars? What's going on?" Jiang Wen immediately became interested.

100 million US dollars is also seventy-eight million RMB, which is not a small amount of money.

The key is how can he still make money when he goes abroad to accept the award? He has never encountered such a thing in all these years.

So Qin Muchu briefly talked about writing songs and filming MVs for Taylor.

Jiang Wen frowned after hearing this, and said:
"Just shoot the MV, no other services?"

"You're mean." Qin Muchu rolled his eyes.

However, the incident that Oscar Taylor asked him to take her home that night appeared in his mind. He definitely couldn't tell Jiang Wen about this, otherwise he didn't know how he would arrange it.

"hey-hey."

Jiang Wen didn't mind being scolded, he took a breath and squinted:
"You're willing to go on and shoot the MV."

"Make money, don't shudder."

Qin Muchu didn't care.

Jiang Wen shook his head, he didn't know what to say about Qin Muchu.

Donating tens of millions or hundreds of millions of dollars, the director who got himself a Golden Bear Award had to make a MV to have the money to buy a house.

He put the cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, and put the golden bear trophy beside Qin Muchu into Qin Muchu's arms:
"Okay, let's beat the jet lag. Take the trophy. Originally, your elder sister Yun wanted to ask you to have lunch at noon. Seeing how you look like, you probably won't go."

"Well, I'm too sleepy, tell Sister Yun, I'll go another day."

Qin Muchu yawned, and was about to stand up and send Jiang Wen out.

"Okay, don't get up, go back to the house and sleep."

Jiang Wen pressed Qin Muchu, turned around and walked out of the house.

After Jiang Wen left, Qin Muchu also returned to the room with the trophy, and tried his best to stare at the waving little golden bear.

He is the winner of this thing, but this is the first time I have seen it.

He shook his head and put it on the desk, then patted the little golden bear on the head, and murmured:

"If you were pure gold, you would be worth a lot of money."

After finishing speaking, he retracted into the quilt, covered his head and began to sleep.

……

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Qin Muchu's nose moved in his sleep, and he smelled a very complicated smell.

There is a sour and astringent taste in the paste, and a faint smell.

At first he thought it was someone who lived in the house who forgot to turn off the fire, turned over, covered his nose and continued to sleep.

But the smell became stronger and stronger, and it was accompanied by a burst of "cracking", which seemed to be the sound of a bowl falling to the ground and breaking.

Suddenly woke up.

He lifted the quilt and sat up, only to find that faint smoke was drifting into the room from the crack in the door.

Fire?
It was too late to put on the shoes, so he opened the door and let out a sigh of relief.

I saw that the sliding door of the kitchen was closed at some point. Through the glass sliding door, I could see the flames inside and the thick smoke overflowing from it.

It's worth it.

Qin Muchu quickly went back to the room and took the water from the washbasin, rushed to the kitchen door, and opened the sliding door to pour it in.

Then I saw a strange scene.

A fire was burning on the hearth, and on it stood a pot, in which was burning a mass of black matter, which was the source of the smoke in the room.

And at a place about one meter away from the stove, a girl dressed as a cook in an apron and with her hair tied up was shrinking her head, frightened and fiddled with the "black charcoal" in the pot with a shovel from a long distance away.

That posture is like fencing.

Xiao Suibu kept jumping, stabbing forward, immediately retreating two steps vigilantly, and stabbing forward again after a while.

Qin Muchu knew it wasn't a fire, so he wasn't in a hurry at the moment. He leaned against the wall with a water basin, grabbed some water with one hand, and poured it on the girl.

Immediately.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The girl immediately threw away the spatula and squatted on the ground with her head in her arms. A high-decibel scream rang through the kitchen.

Qin Muchu watched the girl's performance with great interest, without saying a word, went to the stove and turned off the fire, and listened to her howling.

After yelling a few times, the girl found that the place where the "oil" hit just now didn't seem to be as painful as imagined, so she raised her head in doubt.

Then suddenly the face was "oiled" again.

But this time she saw it clearly, her eyebrows were raised immediately, and she was about to get up while gritting her teeth.

"Why don't you howl?"

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi playfully, and flicked his wet hand at her again.

He was willing to give Yang Mi 8.2 points for the scene where Yang Mi got burned just now, and the remaining 1.8 points will be sent to her in the form of "666".

"You are going to die!"

Like a rabbit, Yang Mi bounced off the ground and hit Qin Muchu hard.

Just now my face suddenly felt touched by something, and it was still a big piece, I thought it was oil.

Isn't that a disfigurement when so much oil is fried on the face?Scared to death.

As a result, when she looked up, it was Qin Muchu, a bastard who was splashing water on her, both happy and angry.

Seeing that Yang Mi was really angry, Qin Muchu quickly retreated out of the kitchen while hiding.

"Hmph! You hate me to death! If I really lose my appearance, you will be responsible!"

Yang Mi twisted Qin Muchu's arm, beating and cursing at the same time.

Qin Muchu couldn't understand the logic.

You are really disfigured, and it's not my fault, so why should I be responsible?
"Don't touch porcelain. I haven't held you accountable for illegally intruding into my house. In the United States, I will shoot you for this behavior. You know that."

But Yang Mi has plausible words:

"I disfigured myself by cooking for you. Of course you have to be responsible! Also, I only came in with the permission of Uncle Jiang, the real owner of the courtyard house. Don't slander me!"

After listening to Yang Mi's words, Qin Muchu was a little puzzled, what did he think of:
"You came in the morning? Did you meet a ****?"

"Well, when I came in the morning, Uncle Jiang came out. He said you were sleeping, so he let me in and left." Yang Mi replied.

Qin Muchu gritted his teeth, the **** actually let Yang Mi in, he was too vigilant.

I am sleeping, if this female hooligan wants to do something wrong to me, what will I do!
But the matter of how Yang Mi came in was clarified, but nothing else.

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi who was dressed like the cook and asked:

"What were you doing just now?"

"Cooking, can't you see this?"

Yang Mi straightened her waist, and a strand of bangs on her forehead fluttered with a chic shake of her head.

She's still a little proud.

Of course Qin Muchu knew that she was cooking, but who could cook in such a way.

He curled his lips and complained:

"Don't tell me I thought you were making alchemy."

Yang Mi's proud little expression instantly became a little embarrassed,

"It's a little bit of a mistake. I'm not used to the stove here, and I can't control the heat well."

Qin Muchu nodded seriously:
"Tsk, yes, it's all because of the stove, which ruined your elixir furnace, Daxian. But you too, Daxian, people make alchemy in the stove, how do you practice it with a pot?"

Yang Mi raised her eyebrows again in an instant, and was ridiculed several times by Qin Muchu, she is so bad-tempered when she is sister Mi!
Besides, it's pretty good to be able to cook like this for the first time, okay?

Jumping up in one step, he jumped up and hooked Qin Muchu's neck:
"What's wrong with me being happy to make alchemy with a pot? Don't say it now, it will make you drool in a while!"

After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, immediately let go of Qin Muchu's neck, and ran towards the kitchen:

"Oh, I forgot to turn off the fire!"

Qin Muchu's body trembled, the thing in the pot just now was braised pork on a horse?

……

At the dining table, Yang Mi and Qin Muchu sat opposite each other, and between them was a plate of unknown substance that was dark and had an unusual smell.

"You call this braised pork?"

Qin Muchu fiddled with the "braised pork" a few times with chopsticks, picked up one piece and looked closely at it.

The color is black and shiny.

smell it.

Pasty and bitter.

The "color" and "fragrance" required by the dishes are carefully determined.

Literally "dead".

"Try it, it tastes good, I tasted it when I was serving it."

Yang Mi showed a reminiscing expression on her face, and said:

"You don't understand, the old Yanjing braised pork is like this, unique."

"Don't yell at the old Yanjing people, although the bean juice tastes like swill, at least it looks normal.

Your poisonous characteristic?It is quite poisonous. "

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi who was lying without blinking an eye, and put the "braised pork" in the chopsticks back on the plate.

He took out a few more napkins and wiped his chopsticks.

I worry about the chopsticks being corroded if I wipe it late.

"Cooking this dish not only requires poisonous craftsmanship, but the most important thing is that the chef's heart is poisonous, otherwise this thing can't be cooked. Tsk tsk, it's a pity, if Pan Jinlian had your skills back then, Wu Dalang wouldn't drink that poison even if he died."

Qin Muchu shook his head and sighed, completely oblivious to the increasingly dangerous eyes of the girl opposite.

Just as they were talking, Yang Mi suddenly picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Qin Muchu's mouth quickly.

"I……"

Suddenly something was stuffed into his mouth, and Qin Muchu subconsciously chewed it.

The complex and multiple flavors explode on the taste buds—paste, bitterness, stinky, and an unspeakable stench.

In a daze, Qin Muchu seemed to see the grandma who passed away many years ago.

"vomit!"

Quickly pulled out a few pieces of paper, spit out the meat in his mouth, then rushed into the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and rinsed his mouth over and over again.

"Is it such an exaggeration?"

Yang Mi looked at Qin Muchu who reacted so strongly, wrinkled her nose, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, put it to her mouth, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't muster up the courage to eat it.

In the end, I just stuck out my tongue and licked it.

Just this lick made Yang Mi twist her facial features together in pain, she stood up and rushed into the kitchen, followed in Qin Muchu's footsteps, and rinsed her mouth at another faucet.

……

Ten minutes later, the braised pork on the table had been processed.

Yang Mi crawled on the dining table, frowning, muttering:
"It shouldn't be, I did exactly what the book said."

Qin Muchu made a cup of strong tea and was cleaning his mouth. Hearing Yang Mi's words, he immediately asked:

"Which drug-making secret book is it?"

Yang Mi rolled her eyes and ignored him, pouted a little discouraged.

"Why do you suddenly want to cook?"

Qin Muchu didn't hurt Yang Mi anymore, and handed her another cup of honey water.

"I just wanted to do it all of a sudden, just use your place to practice, can't you? Huh?" Yang Mi poked her neck.

Qin Muchu smiled,

"Okay, then why make braised pork again?"

"My dad loves to eat, I want you to take care of it! What do you want me to do?"

Seeing Qin Muchu looking at her strangely, Yang Mi was inexplicably flustered, she turned her face away, a little shy.

It's like... the mind has been seen through.

Suddenly, Qin Muchu walked up behind Yang Mi and stretched out his hands towards her.

"What are you doing?" Yang Mi turned her head.

"Take off your apron."

Qin Muchu untied Yang Mi's apron belt, but he didn't know how the girl tied it, she made a tight knot, and it hurt her fingers to untie it.

"look up."

Yang Mi straightened her neck obediently.

Qin Muchu took the apron off Yang Mi's head, put the gloves on himself, and fastened the apron with his backhand.

"You don't want to cook by yourself, do you?"

Yang Mi looked at Qin Muchu in surprise.

"what happened?"

Qin Muchu walked towards the refrigerator and asked again:
"Where did you get the meat, is there any meat in the refrigerator?"

"I bought it outside...you know how to cook? Why haven't I seen it before? Don't you order takeaway every day, or do you just go out to eat?" Yang Mi still didn't believe it.

When Qin Muchu heard this, he stopped going to the refrigerator. It would be too late to defrost the meat if he went to the refrigerator now.

Untied the apron, put it on the table, and picked up the car keys:

"What do you want to eat, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some."

Yang Mi didn't answer, stood up, narrowed her eyes like a suspicious fox:
"You want to go out and buy ready-made?"

"What's better."

Qin Muchu commented, picked up the car keys and walked outside.

Don't say what to eat, then buy what to eat.

"Qin Muchu!"

Yang Mi gritted her teeth and immediately chased after her:
"Don't try to lie to me, I'll go with you! Why didn't I know you could cook?"

"Tch, you don't know... There are so many things you don't know. Do you have to tell the world about cooking? Just like when I mentioned that I was the winner of the Golden Bear Award at the 58th Berlin Film Festival identity?"

"...Hey, you're so good at pretending!"

……

Yang Mi looked at the ruddy and fragrant braised pork in the pot in disbelief.

If she hadn't watched the whole process of making it, she would never have believed that this dish was made by Qin Muchu.

Glancing at Qin Muchu, who was wearing an apron and washing chopsticks and dishes beside him, he quietly extended the chopsticks into the pot.

Let me taste what it tastes like.

With a "pop", the chopsticks were opened.

Qin Muchu looked at Yang Mi with a smile:

"Didn't you say you wouldn't eat it?"

When Yang Mi was shopping for vegetables, she swore that Qin Muchu's dishes would never taste better than hers, and she would not even move a chopstick after she came back.

As a result, I ate it now.

Yang Mi was not shy when she was caught, on the contrary she was even more unscrupulous, she opened Qin Muchu's hand, picked up a piece of meat and put it to her mouth.

Before entering his mouth, he asked about the rich aroma.

"Blow on it, it'll be hot." Qin Muchu reminded.

Only then did Yang Mi stop sending the chopsticks to her mouth, blew a few mouthfuls with her small mouth, and then ate it in one gulp.

Soft and glutinous, fat but not greasy, sweet and salty.

His eyes widened immediately.

"You this, this!"

Yang Mi pointed to the domestic meat, but her eyes were on Qin Muchu.

"Just have a hand."

Qin Muchu said modestly, took out the meat that had already been juiced, and handed it to Yang Mi:

"Here, take it, I'll get two more plain ones."

As he spoke, he cracked two more eggs and stirred them in a bowl.

After a while, he paused and found that Yang Mi was still standing beside him:
"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Yang Mi shook her head and quickly walked out of the kitchen.

And Qin Muchu didn't pay attention, and continued to cook.

But Yang Mi, who came out of the kitchen, sat on the table with her head propped on one hand, with a sad face.

She came to the courtyard today just to comfort Qin Muchu who didn't win an Oscar.

After all, the news about this outside is overwhelming, some scold Oscar, and some satirize Qin Muchu, even though he has already won the Golden Bear Award.

But the media, what they want is attention.

Later, on a whim, she wanted to cook a meal.

Because there is a saying that if you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first.

Braised pork is Qin Muchu's favorite dish. She has also seen how to make this dish. She was full of confidence, but when she made it, she found that it was not the same thing.

These were fine, but how could Qin Muchu know how to cook?
Doesn't that make you look so useless?
It seems that it has nothing to do with the traditional good wife and mother.

Then, the only advantage left is beauty...

……

After drinking and eating, Yang Mi and Qin Muchu cleaned up the dishes and entered Qin Muchu's room.

Yang Mi was stroking the little golden bear, with stars shining in her eyes.

Is this the legendary Berlin Golden Bear trophy?

but……

"You just put the trophy here?" Yang Mi asked.

There is everything on this desk, and the trophy is placed next to the lamp, but there is no one else.

"Otherwise where do you put it?"

Qin Muchu didn't care,
"Do you have class in the afternoon? Do you want me to take you to school?"

"no class."

Yang Mi shook her head, put the trophy away, and secretly sighed that it was a waste to follow such a master.

Then, from nowhere, he touched a small stick and poked Qin Muchu:
"Did you forget? I'm your senior sister. I'm in the second semester of my junior year. I've gone out for an internship wherever there are classes."

"Sister fart, if you want to say that Liu Qianqian is still two years older than you!" Qin Muchu pouted.

Speaking of Liu Xiqian, Yang Mi seemed to think of something and got excited:

"Sissy disappeared without a trace during this time, do you know what she did?"

Yang Mi's expression was clearly not asking, but she knew she wanted Qin Muchu to guess.

"What did you do?"

"you guess."

"I won't ask."

"It's boring, you can't guess, Sissy ran away from home! She didn't go back during the Chinese New Year, so she called Aunt Liu to report her safety, and made Aunt Liu very angry! Haha." Yang Mi couldn't help laughing out loud. .

Qin Muchu also wanted to laugh, his powerful brain had already imagined Liu Xiaoli's angry and helpless appearance.

But he held back and asked Yang Mi;

"why are you laughing?"

Yang Mi's smile narrowed, her eyes wandered and she said:
"I'm just happy that Sissy has such a personality."

It was definitely not because of Liu Xiaoli's phone call, and asked Qianxi if she had gone to her place again with a bad attitude.

Without giving Qin Muchu a chance to question, Yang Mi continued:

"Sissy ran away from home this time, and didn't go to any of her friends' houses, and she didn't say where she went, keeping it a secret.

She also said that she would not go back to her godfather's big mansion in the future, and wanted to buy a house by herself and live independently.

That's right, since Qian Qian is so old, it's not good to live in someone else's house. Although she is her godfather, it's not that she doesn't have money. Wouldn't it be good to buy a house by herself? "

Qin Muchu listened to the first half of Yang Mi's words with relish, but he didn't expect Liu Xiqian to be able to do this.

But something is wrong when you listen to it.

He glanced at Yang Mi who was chattering non-stop.

Are you connoting me?
Clearing his throat, he sat up straight in a subtle way:
"Ahem, coincidence, I also plan to buy a house."

"It's good for Qianxi to come out and buy a new house. When I have money, I can buy a house next to her, and I can also be a resident..."

Yang Mi's voice stopped suddenly, and she looked at Qin Muchu:

"What did you say? You also want to buy a house."

what

When will he be cooking?And the taste is very good.

It is said that to grasp a man's heart, one must first grasp a man's stomach.

(End of this chapter)