How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 883 - 350: Guests (2)
After nodding, Qin Miao picked up the apron and tied it around himself.
Qimeng looked at Qin Miao somewhat baffled, "Honey, what are you doing?"
Qin Miao, a bit embarrassed, rubbed his nose, "Um, well, darling, I can actually cook."
"Huh?" A big question mark appeared over Qimeng's head, looking adorably cute.
"And you're dressed so nicely today, it's not suitable to cook in this outfit. Let me handle today's meal."
Qimeng completely ignored Qin Miao's words, looking at him and asking, "You can cook?"
"I can..." Seeing Qimeng so surprised, Qin Miao felt a bit guilty.
"Since when?"
Qin Miao definitely couldn't say he won it in a lottery, so he fibbed, "I've always been able to."
In Qin Miao's view, he never told Qimeng he couldn't cook, so at most, she would think he just hid it from her, and she shouldn't be too mad.
Then Qin Miao saw the girl gradually turning red.
Watching Qimeng's face turn redder.
Qin Miao instinctively took a step back, nervously and tentatively asked, "Is it too late to apologize now?"
Qimeng gave Qin Miao a glare, but didn't end up angry or blame him like Qin Miao feared. She just grinned, "Today is New Year's Eve, I won't press the issue, but if you're hiding anything else, I suggest you confess early.
Honesty brings leniency, resistance means severity. I advise you not to act recklessly."
"Hey, there's nothing else, really, nothing." Qin Miao hastily promised.
Qimeng looked at Qin Miao suspiciously for a moment, but eventually chose to believe him.
In the time that followed, Qin Miao naturally assumed the role of head chef, even handling two stoves at once without appearing flustered, managing everything with impeccable order.
Meanwhile, Qimeng, after experiencing shock, disbelief, and suspicion, was now more in awe of Qin Miao.
Although there was still a tiny bit of blame, at this moment, Qimeng was rather looking forward to seeing how Qin Miao's skills would turn out.
...
At eleven o'clock, Qin Miao brought out two dishes he had just prepared to the dining table.
And at that moment, the door to their home was knocked on.
Instead of having Qin Miao go out, Qimeng, who was shooed out of the kitchen by Qin Miao, went to open the door.
The first to arrive was Zhou Guanyu, who was staying at a hotel near Qin Miao's home.
He could have actually come by in the morning, but unlike Qin Miao, who could take a day or two off and do nothing, Zhou Guanyu, as a rookie driver in his first year in F1, didn't have the solid foundation Qin Miao had. He hadn't yet proven his value to the team, so naturally, he needed to work hard and improve himself, so he spent the entire morning at the gym.
Lucky for him, Monaco didn't celebrate the Lunar New Year, otherwise, Zhou Guanyu might not even find an open gym during this period.
As soon as the door opened, Zhou Guanyu smiled and said, "Happy New Year, Qimeng!
Hey? You're wearing a hanfu today? Looks great, what kind of luck does this guy Qin Miao have?"
Qimeng replied with a smile, "I was the one who pursued him!"
Zhou Guanyu: ...
"On a holiday, don't pierce my heart."
Qimeng chuckled and let Zhou Guanyu in.
Since Zhou Guanyu had given his gift when he first arrived, this time he was here just to eat and welcome the new year together.
Soon, probably less than ten minutes later, Toto's family arrived as well.
This time, besides Toto, his wife Suzy and their two children came along.
After entering, there was naturally a round of pleasantries, and Toto's wife and children showed great interest in Qimeng's hanfu.
After the pleasantries were done, they started to gather around Qimeng, exploring the uniqueness of the hanfu. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Knowing that Qin Miao was cooking today, Toto was quite unexpectedly heading into the kitchen.
Seeing Qin Miao in a hanfu with an apron, which seemed a bit out of place, Toto said surprisingly, "I didn't expect you to suit this kind of outfit, it gives a very sharp feeling."
Qin Miao only noticed Toto after hearing his voice; they exchanged a few words about the outfit before Toto left the kitchen.
Moreover, Toto was quite surprised that Qin Miao, a genius driver in his eyes, could cook, and judging by the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, Qin Miao's culinary skills were quite excellent.
Honestly, Toto was initially just here for a meal, to strengthen relationships with his capable subordinates, hoping that in three years, when Qin Miao's contract expired, there'd be higher chances for the Mercedes team to sign with him.
But unexpectedly, Qin Miao had this side to him as well.
By twelve thirty, Qin Miao finished preparing lunch after spending two and a half hours on it.
Two and a half hours for ten dishes, and Qin Miao was working with two stoves simultaneously, which was already quite fast.
Of course, for simpler tasks, like the salmon, which didn't take much time, Qimeng helped Qin Miao with those.
At this point, in front of everyone was placed a serving of foie gras and steak, while the warming turntable on the dining table held eight Chinese dishes, highlighting a fusion of Eastern and Western cuisines.
Even though no one had picked up their chopsticks yet, everyone had an unusual look in their eyes when they saw the spread of dishes.
After Qin Miao took off his apron and sat next to Qimeng, Toto beside him said, "Honestly, I never thought you had this kind of talent. I haven't even started eating, but just the aroma of the food is already whetting my appetite."
Seated beside Toto, Qin Miao wiped his hands and with a smile said, "I'm satisfied as long as you don't find fault with me."
With Qin Miao seated, everyone began eating. It was completely a casual gathering of friends enjoying a meal together, with no particular etiquette or formalities regarding seniority.
Once everyone had started eating what they wanted, they all gave Qin Miao an unexpected look.
"How does it taste?" Qin Miao curiously asked.
"Delicious!"
"Surprisingly good."
"With these skills, if you ever stop racing, opening a restaurant could easily get you a Michelin three-star rating."
"Delicious, just a bit too spicy," said Zhou Guanyu.
It seems Zhou Guanyu was the only one daring enough to complain about the world champion personally preparing lunch for him.
The food was tasty, and the atmosphere was lively, so everyone thoroughly enjoyed the meal.
Even Qin Miao, cooking for the first time, inexplicably felt a sense of fulfillment and joy.
After a cheerful meal, Zhou Guanyu volunteered to do the cleanup, so Qin Miao and the others didn't bother with the aftermath.
After finishing the meal, the women and elders gathered in the living room, chatting idly with the Spring Festival Gala as background noise. The two kids sat on the sofa, curiously watching the Spring Festival Gala on the television.
Since there was a seven-hour time difference between their home country and Monaco, it was just the start time of the Spring Festival Gala after lunch.
Meanwhile, Toto, Qin Miao, and Zhou Guanyu went to Qin Miao's study to chat.
All three were involved in Formula 1, and Qin Miao felt no overawed respect towards Toto as a boss, and Toto was quite lenient towards Qin Miao.
After all, in anyone's eyes, Qin Miao was that kind of genuine genius, and geniuses often have privileges no matter where they are.
"Zhou Guanyu, how is your speed now? About to join the F1 family, do you have any nerves or concerns?"
"It's actually alright, most issues Qin Miao helps me solve, and I can often find answers with the team for those I can't solve. So far, I haven't encountered any particularly tricky problems, always focusing on improving my skills."
Toto looked at Qin Miao, and seeing his expression, Qin Miao nodded and said, "Indeed, during the winter break, he practically clung to me, rarely letting me rest, always asking me questions about racing whenever there was a chance."
Because of this, Toto gave Zhou Guanyu a look of surprise, then nodded, speaking in a veteran tone, "Having that drive is right, F1 doesn't lack geniuses, but only by constantly pushing forward, continuously learning and progressing, can you ultimately achieve greatness and reach the position every driver dreams of."







