Chapter 13 Meal Agreement
Looking back at the excellent side face, Zhuo Yilin was instantly a little intoxicated, in fact, the man next to him was really good-looking, with a straight nose, deep eye sockets, and a pointed and round chin, which made people wonder if he had foreign blood.
The eyes are not ordinary black, shining like the starry sky of the night, full of agility.
It is not uncommon for people who belong to mixed races now, especially rich boys, to meet foreign women.
If you can become a star, excellence should be ranked in Xiao Xianrou, and it is particularly famous.
Bu Yilin found that her heart was divergent, and hurriedly retracted it, not daring to have any thoughts about Excellence, a single young rich second generation.
However, it is necessary to make good use of the manpower that can be used.
Thinking of this, Bu Yilin's eyes became clear and natural, thinking about how to squeeze the handsome guy in front of her without making people disgusted.
There is no way, if the strong labor in the mountain village cannot be used, a woman will have to bear more pressure.
It is the so-called women for men and men for animals, and it is the truth in the mountains.
Bu Yilin checked it, and the plastic bag did contain some daily necessities, as well as pork and fish. And it was exactly what she lacked, and even prepared a change of clothes that a woman needed, which couldn't help but make her blush.
"I thought your clothes shouldn't arrive so soon, so I bought one by the way. My gift is good, can I have a dinner?
By the way, there is still rice noodles at home, right?
I passed by Wang Han's house just now, and she will come up with eggs to share with you later. ”
"Wow! Great, the best eggs in the village.
Grandpa Haoran helped me keep a jar of rice. You can help me grind the stone and put the stone grinder on it, and I will have tofu to eat for dinner."
Grandpa Jiang Kun gave me ten catties of soybeans, and I have already soaked them.
If you try it well today, I'll go to the village tomorrow and ask for more soybeans. ”
If it's not delicious, it's better to go to the town occasionally to buy tofu to eat, and there is no need to waste soybeans.
The old shops that can survive in the town are all old craftsmen with craftsmanship.
"Well, the eggs in the village are really delicious, but unfortunately I have to boil the boiled eggs so that there will be no problems. ”
The excellent taste is normal, but the cooking can really only be described as terrifying.
"Uh, I'll join you in the future! Whatever you want to eat, send it to me. I read the dishes made from online recipes, and I can eat most of them. ”
"Can you just eat it? It's too modest. It's delicious, at least it's about the same as my mom's cooking. But my kitchen equipment is better, do you want to go over to my place to cook?"
"Well, it's not that good! But my parents often stay at school with the children, and I come home late, and I often cook and eat by myself.
My parents are both teachers.
But I've heard that cooking on a large stove tastes better. Let's cook it at my house!"
"Teachers work hard, and so do students. It's not easy to get off to a better start than others.
Mainly at noon, I want you to help the five children prepare meals too. I'm officially hiring you as a cook, a helper for daily life, right?"
"Yes, but I don't need to be hired, I just need to cook more when I cook.
I went over to cook at noon. You can come and eat breakfast and dinner, or make a lunch box, you can come and get it.
You can also bring it when you have any food at home.
Only by helping each other in the village can we live better. ”