The big entertainer adopted by the female president
Chapter 49 1 piece
Chapter 49 100 Yuan Oh
08:30am.
After leaving the master bedroom, Wen Yan was not idle either.
Although Wang Luoqi put on a "hot water bottle" and drank brown sugar ginger tea, it was regarded as a temporary relief from the pain during his menstrual period.
But she hasn't had breakfast yet.
When you are healthy, eating less breakfast doesn't have much effect, but the girl is in a special period now, and her body is much weaker than usual.
At this time, it is time to take good nutrition.
Considering that the girl should have no appetite at this time, Wen Yan is not prepared to cook greasy meals.
He wanted to cook some porridge for the girl.
However, cooking porridge is also very particular. As the saying goes, what to make up for what is lacking, for girls who are in their menstrual period, the nourishing porridge that Wen Yan found with his browser is—
Black sesame and red dates porridge!
Red dates nourish blood and soothe the nerves, and black sesame beautifies and nourishes the face.
When he came to the community supermarket downstairs, he directly weighed three catties of black sesame seeds and bought a lot of dried red dates, and he was not worried that too much would be wasted.
After all, menstrual period is not a one-shot deal, and girls can use it every month in the future.
After shopping, I came to the cashier, looked at the middle-aged uncle behind the counter, and asked politely:
"Uncle, how much are these things?"
"Little friend, the total is 98 yuan." The boss said with a smile.
"*** profiteer!" Looking at the smiling supermarket owner, Wen Yan couldn't help but say 'beautiful Chinese'.
This uncle has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he didn't expect to be a black-hearted master.
The market price of black sesame seeds is just over ten dollars, and the dried red dates are a bit more expensive, but they are not so outrageous.
Considering the geographical location of Qilixiangdu, Wen Yan also gritted his teeth.
After all, this is a high-end community in the magic capital. There are no poor people who can live here. It is understandable that the daily consumption is slightly higher.
He took out a brand new hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to the supermarket owner. A look of reluctance flashed in Wen Yan's eyes.
Although the money came easily, it was all the rebates that Fanli Ji gave him.
But when it was time for the flowers to go out, he was still a little unhappy.
After all, money fans only like the thrill of ordering some money.
The boss took the banknotes handed over by Wen Yan and said with a smile:
"Little boy, uncle won't give you change anymore, how about a bag of candy?"
"This pack of candy is exactly one piece and five pieces." The boss took a pack of toffee from the counter and handed it to Wen Yan.
Co-author, you should have settled for this price long ago. You didn't intend to give change at all. Looking at the toffee handed over by the boss, Wen Yan rolled his eyes.
He shrugged and said, "Dude, I'm allergic to toffee, you better give me change."
The price is black, there is no discount, and he even wants to save money for change. Naturally, Wen Yan will not call him uncle again. He decisively adds a generation to himself.
"Cough cough."
The boss was choked for a while, and stopped talking about the toffee. He took out the change from the counter and gave Wen Yan the change.
It was the first time he had seen such an annoying child.
After taking the change, Wen Yan went out of the supermarket, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with doing it.
Some people may think that he is too fussy about it, only one dollar and fifty cents, why should he care.
But when he picked up the bottle, he might not be able to pick up so much money in an hour.
It is not easy to understand, and it will be cherished.
……
After returning home.
Wen Yan first pulled out a little dusty casserole from the corner of the kitchen, and then started other preparations.
If nothing else, although Wang Luoqi doesn't know how to cook, the kitchen utensils at home are readily available.
All the tools that can be used when cooking can be found in the kitchen, which saves him a lot of trouble.
Thinking of this, Wen Yan glanced at the direction of the master bedroom and felt a little emotional:
People, the more you lack something, the more you care about something.
He was short of money since he was a child, so he valued money more.
The girl is probably insecure since she was a child.
Therefore, at night, she will turn on the lights in every room in the house.
Therefore, even if you don't know how to cook, you can have all the pots and pans at home.
Just for more fireworks at home.
Wen Yan washed and soaked the black sesame seeds, red dates, and soaked them separately, and waited for more than ten minutes to allow the sesame and red dates to absorb enough water.
Then, he poured the washed rice, black sesame seeds and red dates into the casserole and cooked it slowly over low heat.
In the middle, every 2 minutes, he will stir with a spoon to prevent sticking to the pan.
After cooking for more than half an hour, he turned off the gas.
This time, Wen Yan didn't send it to Wang Luoxi first, but gave himself a big bowl first.
After all, after a busy morning, he hadn't eaten breakfast himself, and his stomach was already growling with hunger.
Ah no, it should be changed.
He is helping Fuli Ji to try the taste, so as not to taste bad, he can redo it.
Well, it is.
Meimei finished her porridge, rubbed her bloated stomach, and a smile appeared on the corner of Wen Yan's mouth.
My own craftsmanship is really good, and I will eat it if I am not careful.
After taking care of his own food and clothing, he took care of Wang Luoqi, and then filled a bowl of porridge for the girl from the pot.
Thinking of how the girl had been sticking out her tongue when she drank ginger tea before, Wen Yan prepared a spoon for her this time.
Will be intimate to hold in place.
If Wang Luoqi didn't give him a tenfold rebate this time, it would be really sorry for the nickname he gave the girl as "Fanli Ji".
Entering the master bedroom, looking at Wang Luoxi who was sleeping soundly, he put the porcelain bowl on the bedside table and gently fanned the girl's beautiful side face with his small hand.
The "gentleness" is fully embodied.
"Woooo." The girl's small fan-like eyelashes blinked slightly, waking up from her sleep.
"What's the matter with the little guy, is it noon?" Wang Luoxi's voice was a little lazy.
Wen Yan handed the porcelain bowl to the girl and said:
"Sister Luo Qi, the dean's grandmother often said that when you are sick, you must eat enough. I made some porridge for you. You should get up and eat quickly."
"President Wen really knows a lot." Wang Luoxi sat up and leaned on the head of the bed.
After drinking the brown sugar ginger tea and resting for a while, she has regained a lot of strength now.
Handing the porcelain bowl to the girl, Wen Yan added:
"Grandma Wen is old, so she will know more naturally. When Sister Luo Qi reaches the age of Grandma Wen, she will definitely know more than she does."
"The little mouth is so sweet, did you put it on honey?" Wang Luoqi took the porridge bowl and scraped the tip of Wen Yan's nose at the same time.
The girl's beautiful eyes narrowed to a crescent shape unconsciously.
Obviously, she is very happy at the moment.
After the "hot water bottle" in the morning and the ginger tea that warms the whole body, Wang Luoqi's attitude towards Wen Yan became more and more intimate.
The little guy in front of her was like the glimmer of light before dawn. Although it was not dazzling, it brought a touch of dawn to her dark heart.
She suddenly looked forward to the future.
With him around, I shouldn't be lonely anymore in my future life.
Seeing the smile on the girl's face, Wen Yan blinked and added a little embarrassedly:
"Sister Luo Qi, these ingredients cost 100 yuan."
One more chapter first.
Going to write the next chapter right now.
I thought that as the years passed, it would become easier.
But there were still a lot of things I didn't expect.
The old man at home is sick today.
Been making noise all the time, like an old child
Just coaxed.
I'm going to write Chapter 2 right now.
The old rules, although I will be late, but I will not pigeon. 【Character Guarantee】
Also, ask for a recommendation ticket.
(End of this chapter)
08:30am.
After leaving the master bedroom, Wen Yan was not idle either.
Although Wang Luoqi put on a "hot water bottle" and drank brown sugar ginger tea, it was regarded as a temporary relief from the pain during his menstrual period.
But she hasn't had breakfast yet.
When you are healthy, eating less breakfast doesn't have much effect, but the girl is in a special period now, and her body is much weaker than usual.
At this time, it is time to take good nutrition.
Considering that the girl should have no appetite at this time, Wen Yan is not prepared to cook greasy meals.
He wanted to cook some porridge for the girl.
However, cooking porridge is also very particular. As the saying goes, what to make up for what is lacking, for girls who are in their menstrual period, the nourishing porridge that Wen Yan found with his browser is—
Black sesame and red dates porridge!
Red dates nourish blood and soothe the nerves, and black sesame beautifies and nourishes the face.
When he came to the community supermarket downstairs, he directly weighed three catties of black sesame seeds and bought a lot of dried red dates, and he was not worried that too much would be wasted.
After all, menstrual period is not a one-shot deal, and girls can use it every month in the future.
After shopping, I came to the cashier, looked at the middle-aged uncle behind the counter, and asked politely:
"Uncle, how much are these things?"
"Little friend, the total is 98 yuan." The boss said with a smile.
"*** profiteer!" Looking at the smiling supermarket owner, Wen Yan couldn't help but say 'beautiful Chinese'.
This uncle has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he didn't expect to be a black-hearted master.
The market price of black sesame seeds is just over ten dollars, and the dried red dates are a bit more expensive, but they are not so outrageous.
Considering the geographical location of Qilixiangdu, Wen Yan also gritted his teeth.
After all, this is a high-end community in the magic capital. There are no poor people who can live here. It is understandable that the daily consumption is slightly higher.
He took out a brand new hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to the supermarket owner. A look of reluctance flashed in Wen Yan's eyes.
Although the money came easily, it was all the rebates that Fanli Ji gave him.
But when it was time for the flowers to go out, he was still a little unhappy.
After all, money fans only like the thrill of ordering some money.
The boss took the banknotes handed over by Wen Yan and said with a smile:
"Little boy, uncle won't give you change anymore, how about a bag of candy?"
"This pack of candy is exactly one piece and five pieces." The boss took a pack of toffee from the counter and handed it to Wen Yan.
Co-author, you should have settled for this price long ago. You didn't intend to give change at all. Looking at the toffee handed over by the boss, Wen Yan rolled his eyes.
He shrugged and said, "Dude, I'm allergic to toffee, you better give me change."
The price is black, there is no discount, and he even wants to save money for change. Naturally, Wen Yan will not call him uncle again. He decisively adds a generation to himself.
"Cough cough."
The boss was choked for a while, and stopped talking about the toffee. He took out the change from the counter and gave Wen Yan the change.
It was the first time he had seen such an annoying child.
After taking the change, Wen Yan went out of the supermarket, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with doing it.
Some people may think that he is too fussy about it, only one dollar and fifty cents, why should he care.
But when he picked up the bottle, he might not be able to pick up so much money in an hour.
It is not easy to understand, and it will be cherished.
……
After returning home.
Wen Yan first pulled out a little dusty casserole from the corner of the kitchen, and then started other preparations.
If nothing else, although Wang Luoqi doesn't know how to cook, the kitchen utensils at home are readily available.
All the tools that can be used when cooking can be found in the kitchen, which saves him a lot of trouble.
Thinking of this, Wen Yan glanced at the direction of the master bedroom and felt a little emotional:
People, the more you lack something, the more you care about something.
He was short of money since he was a child, so he valued money more.
The girl is probably insecure since she was a child.
Therefore, at night, she will turn on the lights in every room in the house.
Therefore, even if you don't know how to cook, you can have all the pots and pans at home.
Just for more fireworks at home.
Wen Yan washed and soaked the black sesame seeds, red dates, and soaked them separately, and waited for more than ten minutes to allow the sesame and red dates to absorb enough water.
Then, he poured the washed rice, black sesame seeds and red dates into the casserole and cooked it slowly over low heat.
In the middle, every 2 minutes, he will stir with a spoon to prevent sticking to the pan.
After cooking for more than half an hour, he turned off the gas.
This time, Wen Yan didn't send it to Wang Luoxi first, but gave himself a big bowl first.
After all, after a busy morning, he hadn't eaten breakfast himself, and his stomach was already growling with hunger.
Ah no, it should be changed.
He is helping Fuli Ji to try the taste, so as not to taste bad, he can redo it.
Well, it is.
Meimei finished her porridge, rubbed her bloated stomach, and a smile appeared on the corner of Wen Yan's mouth.
My own craftsmanship is really good, and I will eat it if I am not careful.
After taking care of his own food and clothing, he took care of Wang Luoqi, and then filled a bowl of porridge for the girl from the pot.
Thinking of how the girl had been sticking out her tongue when she drank ginger tea before, Wen Yan prepared a spoon for her this time.
Will be intimate to hold in place.
If Wang Luoqi didn't give him a tenfold rebate this time, it would be really sorry for the nickname he gave the girl as "Fanli Ji".
Entering the master bedroom, looking at Wang Luoxi who was sleeping soundly, he put the porcelain bowl on the bedside table and gently fanned the girl's beautiful side face with his small hand.
The "gentleness" is fully embodied.
"Woooo." The girl's small fan-like eyelashes blinked slightly, waking up from her sleep.
"What's the matter with the little guy, is it noon?" Wang Luoxi's voice was a little lazy.
Wen Yan handed the porcelain bowl to the girl and said:
"Sister Luo Qi, the dean's grandmother often said that when you are sick, you must eat enough. I made some porridge for you. You should get up and eat quickly."
"President Wen really knows a lot." Wang Luoxi sat up and leaned on the head of the bed.
After drinking the brown sugar ginger tea and resting for a while, she has regained a lot of strength now.
Handing the porcelain bowl to the girl, Wen Yan added:
"Grandma Wen is old, so she will know more naturally. When Sister Luo Qi reaches the age of Grandma Wen, she will definitely know more than she does."
"The little mouth is so sweet, did you put it on honey?" Wang Luoqi took the porridge bowl and scraped the tip of Wen Yan's nose at the same time.
The girl's beautiful eyes narrowed to a crescent shape unconsciously.
Obviously, she is very happy at the moment.
After the "hot water bottle" in the morning and the ginger tea that warms the whole body, Wang Luoqi's attitude towards Wen Yan became more and more intimate.
The little guy in front of her was like the glimmer of light before dawn. Although it was not dazzling, it brought a touch of dawn to her dark heart.
She suddenly looked forward to the future.
With him around, I shouldn't be lonely anymore in my future life.
Seeing the smile on the girl's face, Wen Yan blinked and added a little embarrassedly:
"Sister Luo Qi, these ingredients cost 100 yuan."
One more chapter first.
Going to write the next chapter right now.
I thought that as the years passed, it would become easier.
But there were still a lot of things I didn't expect.
The old man at home is sick today.
Been making noise all the time, like an old child
Just coaxed.
I'm going to write Chapter 2 right now.
The old rules, although I will be late, but I will not pigeon. 【Character Guarantee】
Also, ask for a recommendation ticket.
(End of this chapter)
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