The system panel came uninvited, and with a ding, it jumped into Molly's field of vision.

[Raider goal: Qu Jincun's satisfaction increases by 10%]

[Raider's experience is increased by 50%, and there are still 30 experience points left before the next level]

[Reward Raider Points 10 points]

Molly silently put the dishes and chopsticks into the automatic dishwasher, and turned on the switch of the automatic sweeper, and then swept her pitiful count, and quickly made a decision.

"System, please redeem the huàn tutorial for me", she silently talked to the system in her heart, "This boss has a very mouthful mouth, and this home-cooked dish like braised pork doesn't seem to satisfy him......"

[Pro, the tutorials that can be exchanged for huàn with 10 points are: braised pork rice, buckle meat rice, white meat rice, bacon rice, eight-treasure porridge, shrimp porridge, mackerel porridge, millet porridge - please choose one. 】

Molly raised her forehead: "Exquisite stir-fried vegetables...... How to make huàn in the cooking tutorial? ”

[30 points plus boss to increase satisfaction by 5%, you can exchange huàn with a "home-cooked stir-fry" type of tutorial, dear, you are still far away~]

"......" Molly glared, then glared, "......"

But the system still didn't let go: [Hurry up and redeem!] The old paper is missing and one is in a hurry, and you will be given five seconds to choose a tutorial, quickly! 】

Molly gritted her teeth.

[Five-four-three-two-one, decided,] The system casually jumped out of a choice, [Braised pork rice, your most satisfying choice, I wish you a happy strategy, in vain~]

Molly clenched her fists.

The tutorial only takes a second to enter her cerebral cortex, in fact, the so-called braised pork is also one of the variants of braised pork!

Didn't I hear her say that the goal of this strategy is not to see "meat"?

also let her make roast meat vigorously.

This is Sister Pit, Sister Pit's ironclad!

At lunchtime, a vulgar and elegant braised pork with white rice gave Qu Shao a comfortable and comfortable half an afternoon.

But as dusk was about to pass and night was falling, he was hungry again.

Hunger can cause anxiety and fear to Qu Shao, he will become irritable because of an empty stomach, and sometimes he will faint with no unknown cause.

So there will never be more than three servants in this villa.

Chen's sister-in-law, who is in charge of gardening and cleaning the courtyard of the villa.

Sister Zhou, the special assistant who is responsible for purchasing and arranging Qu Shao's daily itinerary.

and Molly, who is in charge of his daily diet and daily life, and cleans the interior of the villa.

Because of the state-of-the-art cleaning machine, Molly's work is not heavy at all.

But a boss who would explode like an oversized balloon at any moment was the source of her tiredness from work.

That's right, under the gaze of Qu Shao, Molly, who calmly served a braised pork rice, now feels extremely tired.

"It's braised pork again!" Qu Shao spewed out the most disdainful shì from both sides of his nose, "Your family has been poor peasants for five generations in a row, right?" I've never seen meat, let alone smelled meat, right? Or is Sister Zhou, who is purchasing, buying too much meat recently, and needs to be digested by my employer 'hard'? ”

Molly, who was half-drooping her eyes, calmly picked up the plate, and ate the braised pork in two bites in Qu Shao's anger, leaving the rice stained with rich sauce in vain, and staying alone in the clean silver bowl.

"No," Molly glanced at Qu Shao, whose hands were already clenched and could strike at any time, Shi Shiran said, "It's only time to eat." ”

"......" Qu Jincun was already stunned by the strange behavior of this personal butler, and he groaned angrily, "You, you, you...... Actually let me eat your leftovers? ”

Molly raised an eyebrow, a strand of forehead hair fell mischievously to the tip of her brow, and she smiled calmly and faintly: "When signing the labor contract, your mother added an extra clause: if he refuses to eat, you will eat it for him, and let him go hungry himself-remember?" ”

Qu Shao: ......

"Go down." With a slight wave of his hand, he picked up the remaining spoon on the plate (the chopsticks had already been used by Molly) and swallowed a few bites of white rice, carefully avoiding the sauce of the braised pork.

He was tempted to smash his plate and rice bowl to the ground, but his upbringing and his adult man's demeanor would not allow it.

That's why Qu Shao is extremely depressed.

Ten minutes later, Molly lowered her eyes and came over to take away the food that was basically untouched, and added sharply: "My labor contract is signed for one year, and you have no right to fire during this period, haven't you forgotten?" ”

Those who can sign labor contracts with the Qu family are all talents who Mrs. Qu considers impeccable after strict screening, in other words, if Mrs. Qu doesn't let Molly go, other people don't dare to let her roll up.

Qu Shao, who was expressionless, raised his eyes, suddenly ripped off his glasses and slammed them on the table.

"I, know, way!" He squeezed out three words.

Molly nodded with satisfaction and calmness, and withdrew with a leisurely flow.

Late at night, Qu Shao, who was hungry and angry and couldn't sleep, quietly touched the kitchen.

The fully modern kitchen is bright, fully automatic with all kinds of pots and stoves neatly placed on the stove, rows of ingredients in the cold storage are lying quietly in their respective positions, and the only thing that is incompatible with this kitchen is an antique cookware on the stove.

It was a jet-black stone pot.

The pot is stocky, the content is not big, the wall of the pot is fatal, this pot does not look foreign at all, Qu Shao looked away in disgust, and weakly held his head with his hand.

He sat down on the floor with his back against the cold alloy stove.

A faint, lanfeilan, plum-fei-mei, fragrance-like wafted in the quiet kitchen.

Just now, because he had been walking around, he had not noticed, but now that he was still, he could smell the almost imperceptible fragrance that overflowed from the fat stone pot.

It's hard to describe what that tastes like.

It feels like the touch of a sunburn on your face on an early summer afternoon, or the smoky flavor that falls from the sky on a crisp autumn day.

Qu Shao couldn't help but sniff hard and deeply, and then as if a little paw gently lifted his body, he suddenly got up and opened the lid of the stone pot.

Clang, the heavy lid fell on the stove, and Qu Shao blew his fingers desperately.

"Scalded—" He shook his hand and pressed his fingers to the cold alloy cooktop.

A slender and slender finger took his hand, quickly turned on the faucet, and put Qu Shao's hot finger under the rushing water.

"You sit," Molly, who appeared at some point, carefully drugged Qu Shao's two fingers and pushed him to the seat, "I'll serve you a bowl." ”

Qu Jincun sat down with a cold face and asked blankly, "What's in the pot?" ”

Molly's voice was faint but quiet: "Rice porridge, stone pot millet porridge." ”

rubbing, a bowl of millet porridge hurt his hand...... Qu Shao lowered his head and stared at the log table, feeling a little frustrated.