Su Xingchen got angry for a while, then retrieved the note and smoothed out the wrinkles carefully.
"S City..."
In Su Xingchen's mind, a bustling city that never sleeps appeared.
It is only about two hundred kilometers away from the city he is staying in now. It is not very far, nor is it very close.
City S is a standard first-tier city, and housing prices are notoriously expensive.
The owner of the house can buy such a luxurious house in such a golden location, which shows how rich he is.
Su Xingchen was not surprised that the owner of the house owned a mansion worth tens of millions. After all, he knew that the owner was rich when they met in Beijing a while ago.
When Su Xingchen thought about it, most of the unreliable swelling feeling in the afternoon disappeared.
Because compared with the owner of the house, I am really just a little trash.
What is a suite and ten chickens in the Fourth Ring Road of Beijing...
"..." Su Xingchen was faintly frustrated.
I started to have the idea of buying some more ducks or simply raising pigs in my mind.
There is also the vegetable field in front of my own house, which also needs to be expanded.
Su Xingchen put away the rapidly growing ambitions and small notes, put the dinner in, and wrote two sentences to the owner of the house, um, I see.
And what do you want for supper
Then he sent the food box over and couldn't help thinking, since the owner of the house is so rich, is it okay to eat ordinary home-cooked food every day
Su Xingchen thought for a while, and shamelessly solved the answer.
It is undeniable that someone who appreciates one's craft is a very fulfilling thing for a person who cooks.
When Yu Fengxing was having dinner, he looked at the note in his palm and was in a daze for quite a while.
It seems that in addition to studying the literal meaning, he also wants to obtain more information through these elegant and elegant fonts.
In the end, Mr. Yu couldn't see anything else from this piece of paper and these words.
"Honestly..." The Capricorn man was turbulent in his heart, his face was expressionless, he smoothed out the thin note, then took out a small square tea box, opened the lid, and there were only three or four notes lying inside. .
Big Boss Yu randomly threw in the new one that he got today, and found that the angle was wrong, so he tidied it up with his fingers, then covered it casually, and put it back in place.
Today's dinner did not have the red dates and goji berries that Yu Fengxing slightly disliked, but it was still very light.
Although the pork ribs last night were rather sweet, not Yu Fengxing's taste, but they were meat anyway.
And today's meal.
Mr. Yu flipped through the plate of boiled vegetables with his chopsticks. Where is the meat? Where is the meat
After searching for a long time, he noticed a small bowl the size of a palm.
Yu Fengxing picked up the two egg-sized patties inside, took one bite at a time, swallowed it, and took another bite.
After he finished eating, there was no feeling of satisfaction in his stomach, and the small bowl was already empty.
Pat, Yu Fengxing gently put down his chopsticks, and glanced at the Stomach Congee next door, with a serious expression on his face.
Those who are familiar with him in the company know that when he puts on this appearance, some of the subordinates within a radius of five meters will be in trouble.
At that time, the subordinates must have run far away to avoid being caught by the boss and taught a lesson.
But at present, there is no one within a radius of five meters in this house.
In other words, the person Mr. Yu was sullenly trying to show to that person might not exist at all.
"..."
Yu Fengxing was also very aware of this, so he just slammed into the air, then let go of the tense muscles around his shoulders, and began to eat light vegetables and soft stomach-nourishing porridge without saying a word.
Half an hour later, after supper, Su Xingchen came up to disinfect the bowls and chopsticks these days, and checked to see if the owner of the house had finished eating.
The other party finished eating, the food box and tableware were cleaned, and they took the trouble to leave a small note.
"I want to eat meat for supper..." Su Xingchen read out the flamboyant words on the note speechlessly.
He frowned in a bit of embarrassment, mainly because the other party was admitted to the hospital yesterday because of a stomachache, and asked to eat meat tonight, that's impossible.
However, after Yu Fengxing returned the note and made the request, he had been full of anticipation and hoped that the night would come soon.
While waiting for supper, he was not busy, so he logged into the game account that he hadn't played for several days.
The game, which was in the limelight, was overcrowded as expected, and the players in the main city were crowded.
These are pictures that Yu Fengxing is so familiar with that he can draw them with his eyes closed. Therefore, purely playing games is not attractive to him.
This thought flashed through Yu Fengxing's mind, making him stunned.
After searching for a while, Mr. Yu found a cigarette and lit it again. Holding the cigarette in one hand and controlling the mouse with the other, he came to a place with few people and no special scenery.
Because there is only one novice task nc here, only novices will come, and they will not stay.
When Yu Fengxing passed by here, he suddenly remembered the dusty little Daoxiu not long ago.
The other party is still lying in his friend list.
The young president immersed in the smoke suddenly frowned, and two pictures overlapped inconceivably in his mind; one was in a game with dark scenery.
Novice Xiao Daoxiu said, "I am nineteen years old, a college student, thank you."
One is at Mr. Han's home in Beijing.
The young man who met by chance turned and looked at him, "I'm nineteen, what about you?"
Yu Fengxing closed his eyes, trying to capture something, but when he thought about it seriously, that feeling disappeared again.
This made him a little irritable.
"Ahem..." Yu Fengxing took a puff of the cigarette too hard, choking it into his lungs, making him uncomfortable.
It wasn't until I drank a few sips of cold water that I felt a little relieved.
There is no light on the first floor of Su Xingchen's house, and the mosquitoes in the mountains are fierce. Before going to bed, you need to use mosquito coils for a while before you dare to go in.
So during this period of time, Su Xingchen usually reads books on the second floor, or plays computer games, cleans up, and so on.
I remember that when he first moved in, Su Xingchen was worried, worrying that leaking his whereabouts would cause trouble all day long.
As a result, the owner of the house was very nervous. Not only was he not afraid of the "spiritual" events that happened in the house, but he also handed himself a small note, which was amazing.
So Su Xingchen completely let himself go. On the second floor, he saw what should be tidied up, saw what should be cleaned, and sometimes even helped the owner of the house to collect clothes...
He felt that the owner of the house should know that he was doing these things.
Besides, Su Xingchen consciously didn't touch the bottom line of what shouldn't be seen and what shouldn't be touched.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been 'cohabiting' for so long, and they didn't even know where the owner of the house was.
But now it's all right, the owner's address and phone number are in his hands.
The relationship between the two has taken a big leap forward visible to the naked eye!
However, Su Xingchen felt that a good relationship is a good relationship, and a willful request like asking for meat at night, as a friend who is sincere to the other party, definitely cannot agree.
So tonight, Su Xingchen chose to make a roasted sweet potato, a three-shredded fried noodle, and a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.
Two local yellow-hearted sweet potatoes, about the size of a palm, with round belly and thin tail, are well stored. They are grown by the local people. They are definitely sandy sweet potatoes. After roasting, the skin is crispy and the meat is soft, sweet and juicy. Su Xingchen likes it very much a delicacy.
Sansi Fried Noodles is a very popular snack in Guangdong.
Friends who have been to Guangdong may know that this Sansi fried noodles can appear on the table of Cantonese people, whether it is morning tea, evening tea, or lunch.
The specific three silk refers to bean sprouts, carrot shreds, and ham shreds.
Then put some shredded green onion or coriander according to personal preference, and fry it with the strong wheat noodles in the pan until it turns golden.
The aroma of Sansi fried noodles is very overbearing.
Even without meat, it is mouth-wateringly fragrant.
As soon as it appeared on the dining table, Yu Fengxing came to smell the fragrance.
The hungry Big Boss Yu didn't start eating as soon as he sat down, but purposefully rummaged through the food box.
Finally, under the roasted sweet potatoes, I saw a note written by Su Xingchen.
Yu Fengxing carefully picked up the sweet potato, pulled out the note, and patted the crumbs on it.
It says good night.
Yu Fengxing stared at these two simple words and read them several times.
The next morning, Su Xingchen, who had no farm work to do, started to clean up the old-fashioned kitchen on the first floor.
It is the kind of stove that was common in the 1970s and 1980s, but it is still very strong. It can be used after cleaning the chimney and the gap in the stove, and then changing the pot.
"Chichi, Chichi..."
The morning sun is tender and not scorching.
Su Xingchen has no experience in raising chickens, but he just thinks that letting the chickens out to bask in the sun and get close to nature will increase their chances of survival.
So, ten chicks walked in groups in the spacious yard; for a while, they left some bamboo leaf-like chicken paw prints and some chicken droppings on one side of the yard; Chicken paw prints like bamboo leaves, and some chicken droppings.
And the dogs are playing around, chasing each other's tails, biting and playing, and the cross-species chickens are inseparable from each other.
At this time, Su Xingchen, who had tidied up the old kitchen, came out and saw the scattered chicken cakes, feeling very confused.
"...Really, I don't pull you when you are locked in the house, but once you come out to let the wind out!" Su Xingchen stood under the eaves with a puffy face, a little angry.
He took a short video and immediately exposed these little furballs who urinate and defecate everywhere.
Pay attention to his little girl, who loves this furry creature the most.
They all said they were cute in the comments, and they wanted to stroke the little furballs!
Su Xingchen looked at these messages, and looked at the really cute chicken cubs, and resignedly picked up the broom to sweep the chicken poop; however, the broom was extremely heavy, Su Xingchen looked down, and the little yellow dog was lying on the ground biting Turn the belly with a broom.
"Hmph!" Stared at by Su Xingchen, the little yellow dog gave a coquettish look, and ran three meters away to look at his master.
"Wow!"
The young man who was molested by the dog chased after him with a broom, and yelled at the daring dog.
"Let you dare to play tricks on me next time." Su Xingchen said fiercely.
The dog was too scared to step into the gate, and then he went back to sweep the chicken cakes.