Imperial capital.
Wanhe Garden.
The housekeeper rang the doorbell while carrying the vegetables. When Lu Chuan opened the door, she smiled and said:
"Mr. Lu, how many people are coming today? Why are you buying so few dishes?"
It’s not a small amount, but it’s actually quite a lot.
The beef ribs and other items are quite filling, but the problem is that there is only meat and two kinds of vegetables. Isn’t it a bit too monotonous
Lu Chuan shook his head: "It's okay, I have the other ingredients at home, and I've written the menu. Please prepare the dishes and cook the rice later. You don't need to cook at noon, just come back in the afternoon to clean up."
"Okay, fine."
These were all booked yesterday, and the housekeeping staff agreed very readily.
What's more, Mr. Lu's house is clean everywhere, and the kitchen is tidy and easy to manage.
Although she had not been in the kitchen many times, she was already familiar with it. Looking at the list, she couldn't help wondering:
"How many people are there? Do we need to cook so much rice? It's enough for eight or nine people."
Lu Chuan was silent for a moment - in fact, he had only made an appointment with two friends today, but the problem was that the food might not be enough!
At this moment, I can only avoid talking about it: "It's okay, you cook it, I can make fried rice with the leftovers."
The housekeeper pursed his lips, afraid that he would laugh out loud—
How to say it
Take Mr. Lu, for example. His house is filled with flowers and plants, and is clean and bright. He is tall and thin and handsome, and his skin is even whiter and more translucent than that of the female stars on TV!
I asked the housekeeper to come and take a look. She had never seen such a handsome boy!
There are those scars that are visible, looking red and hideous, but it doesn't affect anything.
She has been watching TV recently, and the demons and monsters on TV were even uglier with makeup than this.
However, this god-like person who lives on wind and dew opened his mouth and said he wanted to make egg fried rice with leftovers...
… Anyway, the housekeeping auntie couldn’t explain it, but she just felt like laughing.
But when I looked at the time again, it was almost ten o'clock, so I quickly packed up.
Soak the dried cowpeas and eggplants, cook the rice, chop all the meat, prepare all the side dishes, pick all the green vegetables, wash them and drain them.
Once all these are prepared and the ingredients for the Tremella soup are soaked, just put them directly into the water and bring to a boil over high heat.
After the Tremella soup was transferred to the purple sand pot beside, the housekeeper checked the time and said:
"Mr. Lu, do you think there's anything else you need to do? If not, I'll just pick up the trash and leave."
Lu Chuan just hung up the phone and nodded: "Okay. That's fine."
Then when he opened the door, he saw two men in their thirties standing outside. One had short hair and was slightly fat, and his name was Qin Yun.
The one behind is neither fat nor thin, but a little shorter, and his name is He Kuang.
The Fengfeng Express guy was following behind him.
The other person was holding a box, and when he saw him open the door, he smiled:
"There's a delivery for you today, and it's quite heavy."
Lu Chuan thanked him politely and was about to take it when the shorter He Kuang took the box and said to the boy:
"Look! I told you I'd bring it up for you, but you didn't believe me."
The other person smiled and said, "Next time, I'll definitely remember it next time." Then he left like a gust of wind.
Moreover, he turned his head to look at Lu Chuan, suddenly stopped and looked him up and down:
"What the hell! I was wondering why you haven't been seen for a few months. Are you eating elixirs at home?!"
"Tell me quickly! What kind of project are you working on? Recommend it to my wife! This skin, this beauty... It's already overwhelming, and you're still improving it. You really don't give me any chance to survive!"
He chattered:
"Lu Chuan, Lu Chuan, you still have no friends, don't you reflect on yourself?"
Moreover, his mouth was like the beads on an abacus, clacking with a sound. When he finished speaking, without giving anyone time to reply, he changed the subject again -
"It's really heavy to hold the box - what is this?"
Lu Chuan had already seen the address on the courier slip and thought it must be something sent by Song Tan again.
Just as I was about to open it, He Kuang pushed me into the living room:
"Come on, come on, eating is secondary today. The main thing is that I want you to persuade Qin Yun—"
"You said he was living a good life, don't think too much about it!"
"What's the matter?"
Lu Chuan was also a little surprised - he had basically not gone out for gatherings since the car accident, and he often missed group messages, so naturally he missed a lot of information.
However, these two friends were not from the imperial capital. Therefore, although they could be called close friends, they did not meet very often.
Looking at it now, He Kuang's condition is still good - of course, he has always been in a good state of mind and in exceptionally good condition, he just looks a little rounder, and I guess he is living a good life.
On the contrary, Qin Yun looked very haggard.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a low voice.
What's more, he was very disappointed: "You ask him! He is so useless that he doesn't know what to do when people praise him a few times!"
The latter part of the sentence clearly expressed dissatisfaction with Qin Yun.
Lu Chuan frowned, thought for a moment, then stood up and said:
"Think about how to tell me first. I'll go get you two a cup of tea."
Along with the sound of hot water brewing, a faint tea fragrance gradually filled the air. The hot tea was particularly suitable in this cool air-conditioned room, so much so that the two men sitting on the sofa relaxed their shoulders at the same time and sighed at the same time.
"I haven't even sighed yet, why are you sighing?"
What's more, he was furious and glared at him: "Don't you think you are not wrong? If you have the guts, just say it out loud. Don't feel guilty!"
"I have no guilty conscience!"
Qin Yun was extremely annoyed: "I just don't know what to say!"
"What? I'll say it for you!"
What's more, he snorted coldly:
"Didn't he sell the copyright for this book? He got 11 million for all the copyrights, which is a very good price. The film and television company said they wanted him to join the crew to follow up. The contact person is a young girl, who is beautiful and speaks softly..."
They are all writers, and they are also good at picking out key points, laying the groundwork, and laying hooks when speaking.
Needless to say, Lu Chuan understood it instantly.
"You want a divorce."
"I didn't!" Qin Yun leaned heavily on the sofa in annoyance.
"I didn't cheat! I just felt... I just felt that my life was good now, why did Chen Li make such a fuss?!"
"She has been threatening to divorce me at home every day. As soon as I got home, she asked me to sign the divorce agreement."
"Yes! I went out to eat, watch movies and go shopping with her, but I didn't do anything else! Is it that serious for her? We have a child, doesn't she think about the child?"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise! Qin Yun, who was full of complaints, froze in fear.
When I looked up, I saw Lu Chuan's face was gloomy. It was he who kicked the solid wood table in front of him just now.
He sneered, not at all like the gentle, steady, reliable brother he usually was. Instead, his eyes were full of sarcasm:
"If we hadn't known each other in the past, I would have kicked you in the leg."