Of course, receiving gifts is always a happy thing.
After Su Xingchen calmed down slowly, he discovered a problem that he had ignored.
Even if the owner really wanted to give this gift to him, he couldn't break the law of space overlap and truly take this gift for himself.
In other words, even if it is accepted, this gift can only be placed on the second floor.
This is a fact that cannot be changed, because the owner of the house has no function to teleport to this side.
Just as Su Xingchen was thinking about things, there was a slight sound behind him, which caused him to look back and twist his eyes awkwardly.
Because the house owner came out of the bathroom, he only wore a pair of boxer underwear!
As a person who has lived in a university dormitory for more than a year, Su Xingchen has also seen many pictures of roommates walking around the room wearing pants.
He didn't feel shy, but just staring at someone else's body was an extremely impolite act.
Fortunately, the owner did not seem to intend to stay in the living room, and the other party went directly into the bedroom.
Su Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to leave.
"..." But ... even if you refuse to accept a gift, you can't just leave without seeing it.
Su Xingchen felt that he should have expressed something.
For example, thank the owner for his kindness or something.
"Click." Yu Fengxing, who went back and forth, walked out of the bedroom door a short while later, already wearing a cotton robe.
Su Xingchen was looking for paper and pen. When he saw this, he immediately stopped the movement in his hand and felt that he was better to leave.
After all, two people are in the same room, and it is always a bad thing to be able to witness each other's actions.
Su Xingchen has deliberately avoided meeting with the owner since the day he returned home.
Apart from cooking, I usually don't stay on the second floor for long.
At this time, Yu Fengxing walked directly to the table where the gifts were stacked, and looked down. He couldn't find a bag to carefully package the dolls and cakes, and carefully pasted the gifts.
As before before he went to take a shower, this gift was obviously unheeded.
Yu Fengxing pursed her thin lips, sat down on the sofa, found out the pen and paper, and wrote a note on the sticky note. There is no supper tonight, there is cake.
Su Xingchen looked in surprise ...
Su Xingchen never expected that the gift the house owner gave him turned out to be a cake.
Unfortunately, he could not move everything in the house in front of the owner.
If you must accept the gift, the only feasible way is to secretly eat the cake with the owner of the house.
"Hmm." Su Xingchen sighed softly.
After the house owner entered the bedroom, he picked up the gel pen that the other party had just used and wrote on the sticky note, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept what you sent, and I can't accept it."
That's it, to avoid the owner giving him something again.
Su Xingchen put down the pen and paper, and looked at the ugly bag with a warm look, and went to sleep with a little regret but still a happy mood.
After Yu Fengxing gave the gift, he couldn't calm down, as if there was a villain reminding him about the gift.
"..." Mr. Yu, who insisted on not inquiring into the privacy of the other party, scratched the table unconsciously, and the thought of seeing it secretly surged in his heart.
However, Yu Da boss rationally discouraged himself and could not go, so he had to give the other party some personal space.
So that night, Yu Fengxing didn't step out of the room again, until he woke up the next morning, he thought about it a little.
It's been so long. According to the habit of getting up early to make breakfast, 100% of the gifts are accepted.
"Ahem." PresidentYu hasn't given a gift to anyone for years, but it feels really troublesome to give a gift.
If the other party likes Pei Wen's young niece ever to fall in love with Cake No. xx, it is a disaster.
These delusions of being killed came to an abrupt end when Yu Fengxing opened the bedroom door and saw the gifts on the table intact.
Popular company headquarters.
The boss, who has been absent for several days, went to work today with a scared face after giving the face to the event yesterday.
"Early." Pei Wen came to Yu Fengxing with a smile on her face and said, "How about? Do your boss friends like the cake I chose?"
Yu Fengxing stared at him with the same glance as Bingjian, and walked past him indifferently.
"Uh ..." Secretary Pei was almost aggressive, keeping up with the gangster who was especially bad today. "What happened?" When I was separated yesterday, wasn't it okay?
"It's okay." Yu Fengxing is almost thirty, and naturally he won't let go so naively, he just needs an insider to share his emotions with himself.
"That's good." Secretary Pei nodded, although a little suspicious, but today there are more work, work is still important.
After the two talked about today's arrangements, Secretary Pei hurriedly left the office of the president.
Yu Fengxing took a sip of the tea on the table, and then took out the notes in his pants pocket.
"Unable to receive, what does it mean?" Yu Fengxing frowned, apparently unwilling to accept the result.
At first, he considered that the other person was not a living person at all.
However, this idea was quickly overturned because the home-cooked dishes made by the other party were too life-like.
And Secretary Pei had received a call from the other party, saying that the other party ’s voice was very young and very good.
Yu Fengxing ...
Yu Fengxing suddenly felt that the thought of Secretary Pei was a bit unruly.
Secondly, the phone number seems to have been given in vain, and I have not received a strange call in these days.
This is of course, Su Xingchen is not the kind of person who calls others casually, it has something to do with his sex.
Besides, the purpose of the homeowner to leave the phone is obvious, just to prevent no one from going to the hospital when he is ill, not to harass a stranger if he is fine.
Today Su Xingchen has two tasks. One is driving to town to buy cement, the other is repairing stoves and potholes in the home.
"Uncle Niu, can cement be used only with water or sand?" Every time Su Xingchen went to town to buy something, he would definitely come to Uncle Niu's house and give him something for life, and then chat. .
Uncle Niu also admired this young man, and went back to his hometown by himself. Every day he tinkered with this tinkerer, but he had some rural baby nature.
"It depends on what you use to shop." Uncle Niu laughed.
"It's for flooring and stovetops," Su Xingchen replied.
"Is that so?" Uncle Niu thought for a while, and his old man said carefully, "If it is used for paving the floor, then add a bit of fine sand. If it is used to repair the stove surface, it will be smoother to use cement oil directly."
Su Xingchen nodded. "Thank you Uncle Niu."
Su Xingchen returned home at noon, wondering where to find the fine sand, while very skillfully opening the refrigerator, picking the ingredients to be made at noon today.
He refused the owner's kindness last night and was slightly unhappy.
Without seeing the meat for several days, Su Xingchen was going to make a fatty but not greasy braised pork.
Use two pounds of fresh pork belly that I just bought today. Put the whole piece in hot water and blanch it first. This will not only remove the surface oil, but also the fishy smell unique to raw pork.
Then prepare several ingredients such as soy sauce, sugar, fragrant leaves, star anise, shallots, etc.
Stir-fry the ingredients and pour the cubed pieces of meat into the pan. Cook each piece of meat to a caramel color, then pour in the pasta water, add ginger slices and red dates, and cook on high heat for about half an hour.
At this time, you can free up your hands to make a vegetarian dish.
Then cut an iced apple and marinate the diced with a little salt, which is more perfect in summer.
After everything is done, the teriyaki meat has reached the stage of collecting juice.
I saw evenly sized pieces of meat, lying in thick caramel-colored juice, and frothed fiercely with the braising of the fire. Then, with the frying of a wooden spoon, the juice became more and more dry, and all absorbed in the meat On the block, it eventually became a veritable braised pork.
"Okay." Su Xingchen poured the meat into a deep-dish dish, looking and moving with ease.
This is true.
Su Xingchen is inherently sensitive to cooking. As long as he gives him recipes and tools, he can make dishes that are not particularly delicious but not absolutely difficult to eat.
Otherwise, Yu Fengxing will not accept everything that Su Xingchen has made.
At the moment of filling the box, Su Xingchen's sight was firmly attracted by the owner's message, which said that if you refuse to accept the gift, then I will not eat your food.
Why can't I receive the gift?
When Su Xingchen saw the second sentence, the owner's frowning pattern appeared in his head, which was really a bit daunting.
Su Xingchen of Siberia turned his attention away. When he finished his second sentence, he found that the amount of information in the first sentence was too huge, right? ?
"Isn't my two pounds of meat done for nothing today?" Su Xingchen murmured forcefully.
However, it turned out that he was thinking too much. The owner, who said no to eat and was very honest, rushed back to lunch as scheduled at noon today, and was very surprised by the appearance of braised pork.
Su Xingchen, who didn't know how to reply to the note, simply didn't return anything.
He decided to wait until the house owner really didn't eat the food he cooked.
After this noon, Yu Fengxing tagged the mysterious cook with a bad temper.
I just asked the situation reasonably and the other party didn't return the note directly.
This kind of situation where you don't know anything and can't do anything. As a spirited young entrepreneur, Yu Fengxing has not encountered it for a long time.
This made him feel a little bad.
However, I need to write another note.
In case the other party just didn't pay attention, or the note was blown away by wind, this situation is not impossible.
PresidentYu thought about it from a tricky angle. No matter how bad the other party is, he is a man who is running fast, and recently he has a short mouth and a short hand. It is obviously appropriate to tolerate the young man's temper.
After revising the note, I finally came up with a more satisfactory version.
PresidentYu put the note away "more tiring than my girlfriend."
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