Because the research case study was too devoted, Zheng Xiaomeng released a pigeon that was washed and rubbed with incense and obediently waited for the man on the bed.

A certain man happily waited and waited, but he didn't see his wife come home until midnight.

After sending a few WeChat messages, the response I got was: I'm still busy.

So, someone got dressed and went downstairs with a black face, and quarreled with the servants who were already asleep.

The old housekeeper thought something had happened, and hurried out without even putting on his clothes, "Sir, what's wrong?" You, are you going out? Isn't it Mrs. ...... her?"

"Let the kitchen cook some seafood porridge and make some fried dumplings and side dishes." Lu Muqing's face darkened and interrupted the old housekeeper's words.

The old housekeeper looked confused, it turned out that he was hungry, and he thought something was wrong.

"Okay."

Lu Muqing continued to say with a dark face: "Hurry up, I'll be in half an hour, I'll fill it in a thermos bucket when it's ready, and I'll send it to Mengmeng." ”

The old housekeeper was embarrassed again, it turned out to be for his wife.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go."

The old housekeeper left, and Lu Muqing was bored watching a boring TV show in the living room alone.

Variety, naïve.

TV series, naïve.

Cartoons, still naïve.

Anyway, except for having a baby with his wife, everything has become childish in his eyes.

Ten minutes later, he childishly yelled at the kitchen, "Okay, okay? ”

The housekeeper was helpless, and while urging the kitchen, he also had to appease Lu Muqing, "Okay, okay, it's okay right away, the porridge will be boiled for a while before it is soft and glutinous, sir, you can wait for another twenty minutes." ”

Another ten minutes passed.

Lu Muqing's seconds are like years, like sitting on pins and needles, "It's been twenty minutes, why haven't you been okay?" ”

Old butler: "......"

Obviously, it was only ten minutes, but he didn't dare to refute it, so he yelled at the kitchen, and followed Lu Muqing's words: "It's been twenty minutes, why hasn't it been good?" Don't hurry up, one by one. ”

The chefs expressed their grievances.

If they are dug up in the middle of the night, they will be scolded, and the most important thing is that they really can't make a seafood porridge in twenty minutes.

Possessed by the God of Food!!

After that, Lu Muqing couldn't sit still, so he dropped the remote control and walked to the kitchen in person.

Everyone was like seeing a ghost, and their hearts were very broken, but they didn't dare to complain.

The head chef bowed respectfully to Lu Muqing, "Sir, give us another ten minutes, and after ten minutes we will ensure that we will complete the task, and we can eat it now, but if the heat is not enough, the taste will be greatly reduced, and my wife will not like to eat it at that time." ”

Finally, the expression on Lu Muqing's face changed.

"Okay, give you another twenty minutes, get it well, if she doesn't like to eat, I want you to look good."

Twenty minutes, that's enough.

The chefs finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Zheng Xiaomeng and Gu Tingcheng were still discussing Lan Xiaofu's treatment plan, and the door of the office was kicked open from the outside.

For this kind of voice, Gu Qingcheng has long been used to it, and he doesn't need to look at it to know who is coming.

It was Zheng Xiaomeng, who was originally very focused on discussing problems with Gu Tingcheng, but suddenly kicked her like this, almost scared her to death.

She looked up and saw Lu Muqing, who was holding a basket in both hands, and Lu Muqing, who had a dark face, walked in with a cold frost, and then put the basket on the table with a "pop".

"Husband, why are you here?"