Chapter 5 Twenty-one Tenants
Rejected the invitation of the tigress landlord...... Oh, don't make an appointment, Zhuang Bi found out that he had miscalculated.
He was hungry.
And on the third floor, there is no kitchen.
If you had known, your mouth wouldn't have been so hard.
The mouth cannon is full, and the stomach is hungry.
It's time for it!
In the afternoon, after an operation on Mu Qingyu, Zhuang Bi spent too much energy, and now his legs are weak.
After cleaning up the room, Zhuang Bi went downstairs as if nothing happened.
"Guys, are you all there?"
Baili Tassel blinked his big eyes and grinned:
"Xiaozhuang, we're going out to eat, are you sure you won't go?"
A man promises a thousand gold, a mouthful of spit and a nail:
"No, I'll just eat something at home, by the way, do you have instant noodles? I didn't have to do something on my own. ”
Mu Qingyu said with a cold face:
"The kitchen cost me more than 3 million, and a Hermes cup is more than 10,000, can you afford to use it? Besides, will you use it? ”
It's okay not to say it, as soon as I say Zhuang Bi, my eyes will shine:
"Really? I'm in a showdown, no amount of medical skill is my forte, landlords, now, allow me to officially announce to you my true identity, in fact, I am a ...... Epicure. ”
Mu Qingyu scoffed, Mo Qiuyan shook his head, and elegantly picked up a magazine and read it.
Chu Jun glanced at him politely, but the stomach of the hundred miles of tassels gurgled uncontrollably, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
Zhuang Bi is sure that this is a foodie.
Okay, it's up to you.
Drill into the kitchen and jingle the operation.
After a while, a strange fragrance wafted out of the kitchen.
The Baili tassel shrugged his little nose, as cute as a puppy:
"Wow, it smells so good."
Mu Qingyu snorted, and when she saw Chu Jun swallowing saliva, she pursed her lips and swallowed her saliva quietly.
Even Mo Qiuyan, who was concentrating on reading the magazine, couldn't help but sniff lightly.
The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and the tassels rushed into the kitchen:
"Xiaozhuang, what did you do? Why is it so fragrant? ”
Zhuang Bi tasted something in the pot at the same time:
"I said little tassel, don't you all fire? There are only a few wilted vegetables and radishes in the refrigerator, and there is still some rice, no wonder there is not even a mouse at home. ”
Baili tassel tilted his head:
"You're going to say the rats are starving, right?"
Zhuang Bi smashed his mouth a few times:
"Actually, I want to say that the rats are so hungry that they have moved, let's start the meal and try my Italian Sicilian style mixed vegetable fragrant rice porridge."
Hundred miles of tassels turned around and shouted:
"It's time to eat."
Mo Qiuyan is light and elegant:
"I'm not hungry."
Chu Jun said lightly:
"I lose weight."
Mu Qingyu frowned and disdainfully:
"I don't eat food cooked by stinky men."
Baili Tassel grinned:
"Alright then, I'll eat it for you."
Mu Qingyu glared at Baili Tassel and scolded:
"Sooner or later, you'll be fat and piggy."
Zhuang Bi directly brought out a big pot of rice porridge, and then chose the largest soup bowl by himself, filled a full bowl, went upstairs while walking and drinking, and kept smashing his mouth:
"Little tassel, keep it for me if you can't finish eating, and it will be breakfast tomorrow."
Seeing Zhuang Bi go upstairs without paying attention, Mu Qingyu gritted his silver teeth, but he couldn't help but speak, jumped up directly, and said:
"Hmph, keep it for you? The old lady has to drink it all for you. ”
Chu Jun glanced at the staircase and stood up as well:
"Qingyu, I'll help you."
Mo Qiuyan elegantly put down the magazine in his hand and slowly got up:
"Speaking of which, I'm a little hungry too."
At this time, Zhuang Bi appeared at the staircase and shouted:
"Little tassel, you...... You guys...... Hehehehehe, eat more, don't leave it for me. ”
The three women were frozen in place as if they were juggling.
The shrill voice almost didn't lift the roof, and even the most elegant Mo Qiuyan couldn't hold back.
"Get out!"
Mu Qingyu drank porridge and secretly hated.
How cheap does he have to be this damn stinky rascal?
He must have done it on purpose.
I drink, I drink, I drink!
Well.
Although the man is very smelly, this porridge is really fragrant.
Why is it gone?
As soon as Mu Qingyu looked up, she found that Baili tassels were actually licking there with a pot, so angry that she slapped the table and roared:
"Tassel, what are you doing?"
After speaking, Mu Qingyu was stunned again.
Chu Jun and Mo Qiuyan were both extremely careful to use the spoon in their hands, scraping the little scraps in the empty bowl for a while.
Mo Qiuyan is worthy of being the eldest sister, her beautiful eyes slanted, she got up and said:
"Okay, I'm done eating for you, and it's kind of out of your breath, I'll wash up and rest."
Chu Jun looked like he was the same enemy:
"That's right, eat up his breakfast, let him go hungry, don't give him any leftovers, I have to rest too, and I have to go to work tomorrow."
Mu Qingyu was injured.
Plastic sister flowers.
However, the porridge cooked by this stinky man is really delicious, what Michelin three-star chef, what French and Japanese food, in front of this bowl of porridge, you have to call Dad.
Could it be that he is really a foodie?
Mu Qingyu vaguely felt that it seemed that it was not unacceptable to leave him.
At least, in the function of the housekeeper dog, there is also the function of a kitchen man.
It's pretty good, too.
It's just that the reaction of the sisters makes her secretly angry.
After a long time, he put down the pot with satisfaction, reached out and touched his somewhat round belly, and stretched out his small tongue to circle around his lips, only to find that there were two people missing.
"Sister Qingyu, it's so delicious, let's let Xiaozhuang cook for us in the future."
Mu Qingyu said angrily:
"If you eat like this, two hundred catties are beckoning to you."
Baili Tassel muttered in distress:
"But it's delicious, it's the best porridge I've ever had in my life."
Mu Qingyu's eyes rolled, and he hooked his finger at the Baili tassel:
"Come on, we're ...... like this!"
The two got together and muttered for a long time, and Baili Tassel looked at Mu Qingyu with a frightened expression:
"Sister Qingyu, what are you...... He wouldn't agree. ”
A hint of murderous aura flashed in Mu Qingyu's eyes:
"Hmph, don't agree, the rent will be increased tenfold, otherwise, you will get rid of the old lady, will you go? If you don't go, you will do the housework later. ”
Baili Tassel pouted and stood up:
"Can't I go?"
On the third floor, Zhuang Bi was about to open the door to send the dishes and chopsticks down, when a blank piece of paper suddenly stuffed into the crack of the door.
He was a little dumbfounded.
What does this mean?
The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk?
Are handwritten love letters still popular?
What kind of sullen lady would do such a sullen operation?
It could never be a tiger who was subdued by his dragon claw hand.
Nor will it be an innocent and lively little tassel.
Could it be ......!
The figure of Mo Qiuyan suddenly appeared in front of Zhuang Bi's eyes.
It is a superb stunner that can satisfy all the fantasies of men and women.
That's right, it's all.
looks elegant and arrogant, but between gestures, they are all smoky and flattering.
It's like a ripe peach, just touch it lightly, as if it can drip water.
It had to be her!
Zhuang Bi bent down excitedly to pick up the white paper, and when he looked at it, he was immediately angry.
What the heck?
Twenty-one tenants!
Article 1: Every Saturday and Sunday, XX is responsible for three meals a day, and usually accepts irregular orders.
The second ......!
Article 3: ......!
Article 11 ............!
Article 19 ............!
Article 21: The above clauses shall not be objected to, and the foursome reserve the right to expand at any time, and if there is a violation, the rent will increase from ten times to one hundred times.
Below is the payment of both parties, and one party has signed and sealed.
Zhuang Bi wanted to cry without tears.
Introduce a group of girls, don't tie up the silver.