"Sure, let me wash my hands first, then I'll come over," Jian Zhiqing first returned to his own room, took off his wool coat, and changed into more comfortable clothes. This wool coat had become his work outfit, and he absolutely wouldn't wear it except for formal occasions, otherwise, a coat worn for two years wouldn't look so new.
When he came out, he washed his hands with soap in the basin, and the water was still warm, which must have been heated up by Qin Xiangnuan recently.
The dishes Qin Xiangnuan cooked were not many, just some common home-cooked dishes.
Hot and sour shredded potatoes, Mapo tofu, braised pork, and a green vegetable and tofu soup. There were both meat and vegetarian options, certainly enough for the two of them. Jian Zhiqing genuinely enjoyed the dishes Qin Xiangnuan made; they really suited his taste.