I Have Paid Too Much For This Home

Of course, receiving gifts is always a happy thing.

After Su Xingchen calmed down slowly, he found 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 made him look back and opened 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 seen many pictures of roommates walking around the room wearing pants.

He didn't feel shy, but just looking 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 was relieved and was about 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 show something.

For example, thank the owner for his kindness.

"Click." Yu Fengxing, who went back and forth, walked out of the bedroom door a moment later, at this time 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.

From the day he returned to his hometown, Su Xingchen has deliberately avoided meeting with the owner.

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 need to make 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 a gift, the only way to do it is to secretly eat the cake while carrying the owner.

"Well." Su Xingchen sighed lightly.

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 his 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 came up.

However, Yu Da boss rationally discouraged himself and could not go, so he had to give the other party some personal space.

So Yu Fengxing didn't step out of the room that night, 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.

"Cough." President Yu hasn't given a gift to anyone for years, but it feels really troublesome to give a gift.

If the other person likes Pei Wen's little niece ever to fall in love with Cake No. XX, it is a disaster.

The delusions of the victims suddenly stopped 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, came 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 his face and said, "How about? Does the boss friend like the cake I chose?"

Yu Fengxing looked at him with the same eyes 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 good?

"It's okay." Yu Fengxing, who is almost thirty, naturally won't keep nagging so naively, he just needs an insider to share his emotions with himself.

"That's good." Secretary Pei nodded. Although a little suspicious, there are more work today, but work is still important.

After two people talked about today's arrangement, Secretary Pei hurriedly left the office of the president.

Yu Fengxing took the tea on the table and took a sip, then took out the post-it note 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 cooked by the other party were too lifelike.

And Secretary Pei once 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 seemed to be given in vain, and I didn't receive 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 very obvious, just in case no one is sent to the hospital when he is ill, instead of harassing a stranger if he is fine.

Today, there are two tasks for Su Xingchen. One is driving to town to buy cement, and the other is repairing stoves and potholes in the home.

"Uncle Niu, can cement be used only with water, or do you need to add sand?" Every time Su Xingchen went to town to buy something, he would definitely come to Uncle Niu's house and give Uncle Niu something for life, and then chat. .

Uncle Niu also admired the young man, and went back to his hometown by himself. Every day he tinkered with this and that guy, but he had some rural baby nature.

"It depends on what you use to shop." Uncle Niu laughed.

"Just for flooring and stovetops," Su Xingchen replied.

"Is that so?" Uncle Niu thought for a while, 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."

When Su Xingchen returned home at noon, wondering where to find the fine sand, he very familiarly opened the refrigerator and picked the ingredients to be made at noon today.

He refused the host'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.

Select two pounds of fresh pork belly that I just bought today. Put the whole piece in hot water and burn 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 **** slices and red dates, and cook on high heat for about half an hour.

At this point 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 even-sized pieces of meat lying in thick caramel-colored juice. As the fire braised, fiercely bubbling, and 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, his looks and movements seemed easy.

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 fully accept what Su Xingchen made.

At the moment of filling the food box, Su Xingchen's sight was firmly attracted by the owner's message, which said that if you refuse to accept gifts, I will no longer eat your meals.

Why can't I receive the gift?

When Su Xingchen saw the second sentence, the owner's expression of frowning in his head automatically appeared in his mind, which was really a bit daunting.

The focus of attention turned to Su Xingchen of Siberia. After pondering the second sentence, I found that the amount of information in the first sentence was too huge, right? ?

"Isn't my two pounds of meat done in vain today?" Su Xingchen muttered aggressively.

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 man who was cooking with a bad temper.

I just asked the situation reasonably and reasonably, and the other party did not 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.

President Yu changed his mind from a tricky angle and thought the other party was still young. He was a man who rushed to the third place. Recently, he has a short mouth and short hands. .

After revising and writing the note, we finally got a more satisfactory version.

President Yu put the note away "more tiring than my girlfriend at the time."