When Hua Laoyue returned to the room with the tray, the table had been cleaned up, and the food left by Hua Qingyu was gone.
"It's eating." Seeing Jun Moran reading a book inside, Hua Laoyue shouted, and then began to arrange dishes.
Jun Moran pushed the wheelchair out: "It smells so fragrant, what did you do?"
"Pig liver porridge." Hua Laoyue filled a bowl of porridge and put it in front of him, "You can drink more for blood."
As he said, he put the side dishes over again: "I don't know what you like to eat, just fry a few light side dishes."
Jun Moran glanced at the dishes on the table, wondering if it was because she made them. Although they were just home-cooked dishes, he looked very appetite.
Seeing that he is not picky, he loves all three side dishes, Hua Laoyue is also very happy, and I put the bamboo shoots and fried pork to him: "I think the dishes in this small kitchen are quite fresh. I will cook a bone soup for you tomorrow. Good for your leg injury."
Jun Moran smiled and gave her some food.
The two of them ate their food with great affection, but it was a bit sweet as a newlyweds.
Seeing him finish drinking, Hua Laoyue added another half bowl of porridge to him, "Hua Qingyu also went to the small kitchen just now, she just wanted to do what I said, but don't worry, I didn't tell her anything."
Jun Moran watched her winking eyes flying towards him, and suddenly couldn't help but want to pull her into his arms.
As soon as he stretched out her hand, she knew what he wanted to do, and hurriedly pushed him blushing: "Don't make trouble, eat well, the porridge will be cold for a while."
This pork liver porridge is fishy when it is cold.
Fearing that he would not eat it, Hua Laoyue even picked up a lot of vegetables for him.
Seeing the bowl full of vegetables, I had to rest my mind and ate with a wry smile.
After the two of them had eaten, Jun Moran called Liluo to clean up the table, and then let Liluo bring hot water.
After running around for a few days, Hua Laoyue had already wanted to take a bath, but Jun Moran was embarrassed to wash in the room.
Seeing her thoughts, Jun Moran promised: "You wash it, I won't peek."
Since she had promised him to complete the house in two months, he still wouldn't be that dishonest villain.
Hua Lao Yue Qiao blushed, a little embarrassed: "I didn't mean that."
She was afraid of him peeking, she was just embarrassed to take a bath in front of him, even though she would be twisted by the screen.
Besides, he treated her the same way, except that she didn't round the room, where she hadn't been seen by him, what was she afraid of.
Jun Moran's eyes burst into flames, took her into his arms, and kissed her blushing mouth jokingly: "It doesn't mean that, does it mean I can take a peek, or you want to bathe with me." "
Hua Laoyue's pretty face turned into a prawn instantly, and she gave Jun Moran a shy look: "Shameless, who wants to bathe with you!"
Hua Laoyue said, she got up from him and fled behind the screen.
"That's it, don't peek!" He stretched out his head and warned, Hua Laoyue then
Retracted to undress.
Looking at the slender figure and exquisite figure on the screen, Jun Moran felt his mouth dry instantly, the flames in his eyes clustered, his breathing a little bit heavier.
Finally, Jun Moran suddenly turned the wheelchair to the penthouse.
He couldn't watch it anymore, and he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't really do something.
After rushing for a few days, Hua Laoyue finally took a hot bath comfortably.
He lay in the bathtub for an hour until the temperature of the water in the wooden bucket became cold, and Hua Laoyue got up from it.
After getting dressed, he saw that Jun Moran was not in the house, and he didn't know where he had gone.
"Lord?" Hua Laoyue shouted twice, but without seeing anyone, she found a pen and paper and went to the desk to draw a design drawing.
When Jun Moran came in, he saw Hua Laoyue lying at the desk, wondering what he was doing
Hearing the movement, Hua Laoyue raised her eyes, saw him change clothes, and said strangely: "Where have you been?"
"Go to take a shower next door."
Hua Laoyue blushed again when she heard this, why did she go to take a shower next door? Could it be that she took a bath for too long.
"What are you writing?" Jun Moran pushed the wheelchair over.
Hua Laoyue showed him his design draft: "This is the decoration drawing I drew. It will be fine for the decoration master tomorrow."
She was also afraid that she could not say clearly, so she planned to draw a design draft, so that it was clear at a glance, and it would save her from having to talk more tomorrow.
Jun Moran looked at the meticulously drawn design draft with a flash of surprise: "Is this you painted?"
Hua Laoyue raised her eyebrows: "Otherwise!"
Who else is here besides her.
Jun Moran turned to the design draft again, and the meticulous and precise painting was better than those of the craftsmen of the Construction Department, and the design was also very unique, and he hadn't seen many of them.
"What store are you planning to open?" Jun Mo Ran suddenly became curious about the store she opened.
"Teahouse." Hua Laoyue pointed to the top of the drawing and said: "I plan to make a hall on the first floor, with tables on this side, and a round table in front. It's okay to ask someone to tell a story, or someone to sing a play, or act in a joke. It's okay, anyway, you can't make the guests bored. On the second floor, make a few boxes, and there are still tables in other places, so that people can drink tea, watch movies and listen to books upstairs.
Jun Moran nodded in a daze, his thoughts were pretty good, but... "Why is it a teahouse?"
Looking at the drawings she drew, this place should be quite big, enough to open a restaurant. If it's a tea house, it's not as profitable as a restaurant.
Jun Moran thought, of course Hua Laoyue thought: "I think the teahouse is quite good. I have visited the restaurant in Beixi City with Li Luo before. People here love to eat pasta, not only the staple food, but also the dishes. With noodles, although we open a tea house, we can sell it for food.
The food in this teahouse is mostly pasta, special snacks, and natural pastries.
Needless to say, the soup dumplings we tried before can be sold, and the dumplings and ramen I made can be sold. I can also teach the chef other noodles, such as slicing noodles, longxu noodles, lasagna, and all kinds of noodles. And since it’s a teahouse, our milk tea can also be sold. People here love noodles so much, and our food is so fresh. I think the business is definitely good. "
Just hearing what she said, Jun Moran felt that the business would be good, but he still didn't understand that if he sells so much food, he might as well just open a restaurant and earn a lot.
Seeing that she still couldn't understand, Hua Laoyue laughed: "Don't worry, Wangye, in the future, our teahouse business will definitely not make less than the restaurant."
As long as they make their food more refined, the storyteller, and the lively singing, business will surely start. Those famous modern teahouses are more profitable than restaurants, and they can also become local characteristics.
After all, these good restaurants are everywhere, and there are very few such good restaurants.
And there is one of the most important reasons for her to open a teahouse.
"Don't the prince think this teahouse is not only a good place to collect news, but also a good place to spread the news?" Hua Laoyue Chongjun Mo Ran blinked.
Jun Moran understood something instantly and raised his eyebrows: "You mean..."
Hua Laoyue smiled triumphantly: "The prince takes it from the people and uses it for the people. He has done such a great good deed. Someone must help you publicize it. No, these people listen to the storyteller talking about your heroic deeds every day. At that time, Kyoto really wants to punish our sins. These people will definitely stand on the side of the prince. If you get another **** or something, do you think that person will have a headache?"
Hua Laoyue said, and winked at him triumphantly.
With the sly eyes of a little fox, Jun Moran's heart was melted in the blink of a blink. He could no longer hold her in his arms, held her small head, and kissed her cruelly.
Hua Laoyue was a little dazed by his unexpected enthusiasm, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, stretched out her hand to embrace his neck, and kissed him gently back.
Feeling her response, Jun Moran's breath suffocated, making her tighter and tighter.
At this moment, he knew very well that his Laoer loved him. If she didn’t love him, how could she think so much for him, do so much, and think about him so and so everywhere, but he could not think of such a long-term I thought of it, and everything I did was put myself in his position.
He loves her and loves him too!
Nothing makes him happier than this.
I thought he would do something, but apart from kissing her, he was very well-behaved.
For a long time, he was reluctant to let go of her, and kissed her affectionately on the forehead: "Lao'er, promise me, never leave me."
"Yeah." Hua Laoyue nestled in his arms, suddenly felt that he was more important than freedom at this moment.
(End of this chapter)