"What are you..."

"Money for groceries."

"It won't take that much."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded, "The rest is the labor fee for cooking."

Hearing this, Li Luo fell silent for a moment.

By the way, the cooking aunt is not young anymore, so why not retire early?

Li Luo suddenly became interested in the position of chef at Yan Zhusheng's family.

But that's what Li Luo thought about. After taking the money, he started to figure out what to do in the evening.

"Do you have any taboos?"

"Probably not."

"OK."

…

evening.

Yan Zhusheng heard movement at the door and knew that it was Li Luo who had returned from shopping for groceries.

She walked down from the second floor and glanced at the kitchen.

At this time, Li Luo had already started washing vegetables in the kitchen. He put on an apron and listened to the sound of chopping vegetables while chopping vegetables. He looked serious and professional.

Yan Zhusheng had nothing to do, so he sat on the dining table, facing the direction of the kitchen, flipping through his phone and watching Li Luo operate in the kitchen.

On a whim, she pointed her phone camera at the back of Li Luo chopping vegetables, took a photo, and sent it to Ying Chanxi.

【Bamboo Pisces】:(Photo)

【Xixi】:?

[Zhusheng]: The one you like.

[Xixi]: I know, I can see it without you having to tell me.

[Zhusheng]: Haven’t you seen each other for a long time? You can tell by looking at your back?

[Xixi]: There is no one else but him who can come in and out of your house now. You can guess it all.

[Zhusheng]: So you guessed it, not saw it?

[Xixi]: I can see it.

[Zhusheng]: Then why are you talking so much?

[Xixi]: It’s just an intuition, but why is he in your kitchen wearing an apron?

[Zhusheng]: He is cooking for me.

【Xixi】:?

[Zhusheng]: The cooking aunt has a holiday on Sunday. He said he could make dinner, so I let him do it.

[Xixi]: Is this considered extra labor?

[Zhusheng]: I paid the labor fee.

[Xixi]: That’s pretty much it.

[Zhusheng]: Do you want to eat? If you want to eat, you can come over and eat now.

[Xixi]: Don’t seduce me casually. I won’t go over while he is with you.

[Zhusheng]: Did you know that he would go to the street to sell fried noodles at night?

[Xixi]: I know, did he tell you?

[Zhusheng]: No, I went out for a walk a few nights ago and happened to meet him.

[Xixi]: He is short of money now.

[Zhusheng]: I can see it.

[Xixi]: Anyway, thank you.

[Zhu Sheng]: You're welcome. I hope the food he cooks won't be too unpalatable.

[Xixi]: When the food is on the table, take another picture for me.

[Bamboo Piper]: Look at the plum blossoms to quench your thirst?

[Xixi]: Mind your own business.

…

At half past six in the evening, Li Luo's four dishes and one soup were served.

Yan Zhusheng picked up her phone, took a photo of the steaming dishes on the table, sent it to Ying Chanxi, and then put down her phone.

When Li Luo saw this, he didn't think much about it and just thought it was Yan Zhusheng taking a photo as a souvenir.

He served a bowl of rice to each of them, gave Yan Zhusheng chopsticks, and then sat down.

"I made something simple, you can try it and see if it suits your taste." Li Luo said.

"Hmm." Yan Zhusheng smelled the aroma of the dishes on the table, and it felt that it was indeed different from takeout, and even a little different from what the cooking aunt cooked.

But she couldn't tell exactly what was different.

Yan Zhusheng tentatively picked up a piece of pork belly stir-fried with chili peppers, took it into his mouth, savored it carefully, and then took a big mouthful of rice.

I have to say that the food cooked by Li Luo is indeed quite delicious.

Yan Zhusheng thought so and tasted several other dishes one by one, such as cola chicken wings, tomato scrambled eggs, minced meat and eggplant...

Well, they are all quite delicious.

It's much more delicious than what the cooking aunt makes.

Yan Zhusheng was thinking this in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

She is used to having a paralyzed face and doesn't usually interact with many people. Living alone for a long time has resulted in her rarely showing any expressions.

In Li Luo's eyes, he thought it was because she had a more sophisticated taste. It was probably because rich people had eaten delicacies from the mountains and seas, so a homely meal like his was just like that.

But it should be much more delicious than takeout, right?

Li Luo thought this while secretly observing Yan Zhusheng's face while eating.

As a result, after finishing the meal, Yan Zhusheng didn't say anything. He just put down the bowls and chopsticks after finishing the meal and went back to the room as usual.

When Li Luo saw this, he didn't say much. He just finished the meal silently and planned to clear the table.

But Yan Zhusheng turned around and said, "Just leave it alone, just ask Auntie to clean it tomorrow."

"Then I'll put the dishes in the sink." Li Luo was happy not to wash the dishes, but poured the leftovers on the plate into a garbage bag and put them in the sink.

It’s time for Auntie Fan.

Yan Zhusheng ignored him and went back to the room.

After Li Luo finished his work, he picked up the garbage bag of kitchen waste, went downstairs to throw away the garbage, and then continued to sell his fried noodles.

…

[Xixi]: He did all this?

[Zhusheng]: Yes, what’s wrong?

[Xixi]: How does it taste?

[Bamboo Pissip]: It’s quite delicious.

[Xixi]: These are my favorite dishes.

[Zhusheng]: If you want to eat, just come over next time.

[Xixi]: I’m not going, I’m just talking.

[Zhu Sheng]: I can leave some food on purpose, and you can come back after he leaves.

[Xixi]: ...Let’s talk about it next time.

…

Another weekend.

On Sunday morning, Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo from time to time, which made Li Luo feel a little strange.

But what he didn't know was that Yan Zhusheng had been enduring it for a week.

She had never eaten the food cooked by Li Luo before, but Yan Zhusheng felt that the food cooked by the cooking aunt was quite delicious.

But since eating Li Luo's food, Yan Zhusheng always feels that the food tastes very ordinary and tastes like nothing when eating the cooking aunt's food these days.

So subconsciously, she began to look forward to Sunday when the cooking aunt had a rest.
To be continued...