After beating Qianxia Qianxue, Bai Fan and her barely got along.

"Eat. ”

Bai Fan, who had washed the ointment, pointed to the dining table.

"I've eaten it. ”

Qianxia Qianxue squinted at Bai Fan hatefully, what good food can this demon make?

"Yes. ”

Feeling the rebellious light in Qianxia Qianxue's eyes, Bai Fan also nodded slightly, sat down at the dining table by himself, uncovered the plastic wrap, and began to move chopsticks.

"You guy, haven't you eaten yet?" Seeing his impatient look, Qianxia Qianxue couldn't help but ask.

"......" Bai Fan swallowed the food in his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and straightened his back, "You haven't gone home yet, so naturally I can't eat first." ”

"Aunt Miyoko asked me to take good care of you, and I must fulfill my obligations, which is in love. ”

"My sister hasn't returned home yet, but as an older brother, it's unreasonable to eat first, which is reasonable. ”

"I'm your brother. ”

"It's reasonable," Qianxia Qianxue muttered.

But the pain in her ass made her react in an instant.

You can't take it lightly! Qianxue! This guy is the one who laughed and started beating you!

"Hmph, whatever you want! Anyway, I'm at odds with you. ”

As soon as she touched the wound, Qianxia Qianxue felt numb and itchy, and she walked up the stairs with a flushed face.

"An hour after the ointment is applied, you can go into the water and take a shower. Bai Fan looked at her limping appearance and said behind her back.

It was a long time before the muffled voice came down from upstairs.

“... Got it. ”

"This little girl. ”

Bai Fan shook his head with a smile, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

After waiting for Qianxia Qianxue for so long, he was already hungry, and Bai Fan didn't care if Qianxia Qianxue listened to what he just said.

But no matter what, as he said, Qianxia Qianxue is the sister he recognizes and his relatives.

......

At six o'clock in the morning, Bai Fan woke up on time, went out for an early run as usual, posed, played tai chi, and chatted with Risa Tsukishima who rushed to the park for a while, and after a while, he trotted back home and started cooking on the stove.

His concept of time is so good that while he was finishing his meal, Miyoko Chinatsu had just woken up and walked downstairs.

"Bai Jun?" Chinata Miyoko looked at Bai Fan who was busy in the stove in surprise, and at the same time noticed the dishes on the table, "Is this your cooking?"

"Cooking?" Bai Fan muttered twice, and then realized that this was the meaning of the food, he had just come to RB, and he hadn't adapted to the name here, "If you don't do it well, please ask Aunt Miyoko for advice." ”

Bai Fan handed the chopsticks to Miyoko China, obviously wanting her to try the taste.

"It's not that I mean..."Chinata Miyoko was also curious about the taste of Bai Fan's cooking, she picked up a piece of oil-wrapped green vegetables with her chopsticks, and whispered very culturedly, "I'm moving." ”

"Hmm!"

Chinata Miyoko's eyes widened in surprise.

A vegetable-specific sweetness sweeps from the tip of the tongue, and with the already fragrant lard flavor, it makes people appetize.

"The food made by Bai Jun is so delicious, is this taste of lard?"

After tasting each dish, Chinata Miyoko commented sincerely, and at the same time she was a little strange.

"It's the lard I brought from my hometown. Bai Fan smiled and nodded.

Generally speaking, meat products are prohibited from entering the country, but oily foods can still pass through customs if they are not too large.

"No wonder... I also tasted this taste when I was in China, and at that time I thought that lard had an indescribable taste other than vegetable oil, and of course, Bai Jun, your cooking is also delicious, and boys like you who can get up early to cook are rare now. Miyoko Chinata said as she took out her phone and glanced at it.

"I'm sorry, Bai Jun, I still have to work overtime today, Qianxue-chan will continue to trouble you to take care of it, there is such a table of dishes to eat, I think she must be very happy." ”

"Leave it to me. ”

Bai Fan unbuttoned his apron as he spoke, and handed the lunch box that had been prepared a long time ago to Chixia Miyoko.

He had long considered that Chinata Miyoko might not be able to stay at home for breakfast.

"You kid..."

Chinata Miyoko was a little moved.

"It's a little thing, Aunt Miyoko doesn't have to pay attention to it, you can let me stay in your house, it's already the biggest help to me. ”

Although Qianxia Qianxue is rude, but Chixia Miyoko is a good mother, she has been working hard for this family, although this will inevitably snub Qianxia Qianxue, but there is no way to do it.

No matter what, you still need money to live, and there are always things in the world that can't have both.

"Then I'm leaving. ”

Chinata Miyoko is now really glad that she had no intention of talking to her old friend and agreed to let her old friend's son board the house.

Bai Fan's ability to come here really relieved her a lot of pressure.

Without further ado, Chixia Miyoko gave Bai Fan a big hug before leaving.

Bai Fan glanced at the time.

It's half past seven.

Qianxia Qianxue still didn't mean to get up, and he didn't mean to go upstairs into her room to wake her up with such a big face.

He wrote down a note and put it next to the cooking, telling her to finish the meal, otherwise he would teach her a good lesson when he came back.

"What are you going to do now?"

Bai Fan is a person who can be idle, if he can, he can lie comfortably on the sofa and enjoy the sunshine in the morning. But the reality in front of him made him unable to be idle.

He also has the great ambition of eating the whole RB, and although Bai Fan has a small savings in writing novels in China, it is very unrealistic to really travel and enjoy food.

So he also had to figure out how to make money.

His idea is very simple, to make money not to do anything else, just to enjoy food and travel.

After a while, Bai Fan, who had already made up his mind in his heart, stood up.

"Sure enough, I still have to do my old job. ”

When he was in the Celestial Empire, he was the author of supernatural novels with a small sales, so in RB, he naturally chose the industry he was most familiar with.

Submit RB horror novels and be a salted fish that can be eaten and waiting for death.

But the idea will take some time. ”

To write a horror novel is to write a horror novel, and Bai Fan has not yet swelled to the point that as soon as he writes a novel, he will be published by the editor.

Writing a novel is nothing more than a few aspects.

Subject matter, market, and specific readership.

Now it's in RB, and the one written in China doesn't necessarily work.

After all, if the Chinese find it scary, the RB people will not necessarily feel the horror, and if the RB people feel scary, the Chinese also feel no sense at all.

"Let's go read the novels here. ”

Bai Fan took his wallet and mobile phone, pushed the door and left.