Aspiring Food Supplier

There was the sound of snoring and eating noodles.

Less than 2 minutes.

Chen Er put down his chopsticks, picked up the bowl, and quickly started to drink the soup.

Then, half a minute, an empty bowl.

Ling Rui was stunned. Is this the legendary fat heart? "Finished?"

"En!" Chen Er nodded.

"There's still some chicken soup, you..."

"Okay, thank you Brother Rui!" Chen Er was so happy that he almost jumped up. Not only did he see the goddess in his heart, but he also had such a delicious breakfast, which was so touching. "I've decided, Brother Rui, I will definitely repay you well!"

Ling Rui: ... "Drink the soup."

"Yeah!" Chen Er nodded, got up and went to pack the chicken soup.

Reba was dumbfounded, "Ling Rui, your assistant..."

"It's okay. Newcomer." Ling Rui said indifferently. Although this person is a little bit stupid, sometimes he is cute, but he is stupid and has no eyesight. He needs to be straightforward to be useful.

……

Reba obediently cleaned the dishes, "Ling Rui, I'm leaving!"

"Ah."

"Don't forget lunch!"

"Ah."

Chen Er was a little dazed. Didn't he think that his goddess could wash dishes?

……

Reba walked out of Ling Rui's apartment, happily preparing to go to filming.

The agent frowned slightly.

Reba's state is too wrong.

If it was just because of the food, it wouldn't be such a big reaction, right?Although, the noodles are delicious, and the chicken soup is delicious, which makes her want to continue to eat another bowl, which is a bit addictive.

Ke Reba actually knows how to wash the dishes.Still wash the bowls of four people!

Reba naturally didn't know what his manager was thinking, so he was quite satisfied anyway.

……

After breakfast, Ling Rui looked at the time, he didn't have any role in the past few days, so he was relatively relaxed, he could have more time for himself, and he could understand Murong Fu's role again.

"Brother Rui, what am I going to do now?" Chen Er looked at Ling Rui, sitting on the sofa, a little embarrassed.

"Keep quiet, and then memorize this book within this month." Ling Rui threw an Analects of Confucius to Chen Er.

"The Analects?"

"Let's read." Ling Rui continued to read his book.

At 10:30, the alarm clock rang.

Ling Rui stood up and walked into the kitchen.

The ingredients have been cleaned as early as in the morning, this time, Ling Rui only needs to cook.

First is crucian carp.

Heat oil in a hot pan with sliced ​​ginger.

Then these small crucian carp were wrapped in starch and rolled in oil a few times.

The crispy fried fish is just out of the pan.

As soon as he took out the convenient bamboo bowls and chopsticks exchanged from the system, that is, the bento box, he found Chen Er standing behind him.

"What do you want?"

"Brother Rui..." Chen Er ate his finger, "I want...to eat..."

Ling Rui couldn't stand it anymore. He caught a small fish and threw it into Chen Er's mouth. How old is he, and he still eats his fingers?

The small fish comes in a ten-serving lunch box.

Then slice the pork belly and stir-fry in hot oil.

Add cooking wine, soy sauce, salt, and then add chopped green peppers to make a farmhouse fried pork.

The spicy smell wafts in the air.

Chen Er was stunned again.

It's not that he has never eaten farm fried pork, but why does Ling Rui always cook it differently?Why can't he control himself?

Turn off the fire.

Ling Rui used chopsticks to arrange the pork belly one by one, put them in the lunch box, and then poured hot peppers on it, perfect for arranging the plate!

Then, the pot was washed, and the pot was heated with oil again, and a purslane with garlic was made. The sour taste wafted away, stimulating Chen Er's saliva.

Then there are mushrooms and green vegetables, perfect for presentation!

Then put rice in each lunch box and start frying poached eggs.

"My God! It's so rich!"

"Ah, Brother Rui!"

"Can I eat it?"

"Can I eat it?"

Chen Er kept talking.

He took the next sentence without waiting for Ling Rui's answer.

Ling Rui: ...you gave me a chance to answer!brother!