[Interstellar] King of Food

"Haoxuan, yesterday you said that you were not feeling well. You didn't go to see your mother who was seriously ill. You went back to your room to sleep early. It's time to get up now. Are you still planning to hide from us and not go to see your mother? I really don't know. I don't want to say this, but the current situation of my mother... I really don't have to look at it." The extremely calm female voice came from outside the door, like the temporary illusion of calm before the eruption of the volcano. Extremely frightening, like what the great writer on the blue star said——If you don’t explode in silence, you will pervert in silence, ah no, perish.Today's tranquility makes people even more anxious, for fear that the next moment will be the time when the sky falls and the earth shatters.

The young man who slept like a piglet didn't feel the strong anger emanating from the woman's words outside the door. He rubbed against the soft pillow and moaned in satisfaction. His eyebrows were curved, and his fair face was pure The joyful expression made people smile involuntarily when they saw it, but unfortunately, no one enjoyed the beautiful scenery at this time.Hearing the "subtle" sound from the poor wooden door, two obsidian-like eyes moved restlessly under the eyelids, as if they would jump out automatically in the next second.

"Haoxuan, get up! Go see your mother! Do you have the guts to make mistakes, but don't you have the guts to face them?! After studying for so many years, have you only learned to escape?! Don't let me look down on you!" The calm female voice became The harsh, heavy knock on the door became the final catalyst, and the boy on the big bed slowly opened his eyes.

Those are a pair of very beautiful eyes: clear and pure, like a piece of fine black jade, full of spirituality, with a bit of hazy mist when you just woke up, like a pool of soft and clear lake water, and like a projection In the vast sky of thousands of stars, no matter how many negative emotions there are, in front of those eyes, they will gradually dissipate like mist illuminated by the sun in the morning.

Li Haoxuan yawned and sat up from the big bed, his face was covered with marks from his sleep.Without noticing it, he stretched a lot, touched the back of his head, and said vaguely: "The toss (bag) that was knocked out in just one night disappeared, so impatient (lai)."

He lazily rubbed his eyes and thought: "I heard someone talking just now, um, if I heard correctly, it seems to be saying 'mother'." '

Li Haoxuan thought hard, trying to recall the voice he heard just now, clenched his left hand and knocked on his right hand: "Yes, it's 'mother', that's right, but my parents were in the car accident more than ten years ago... This mother is another Where did it come from?Couldn't it be the distant relatives hired by uncle and others to pretend to be parents to deceive the cookbook?To make a fuss about the dead, what they did this time really crossed the bottom line. '

The loud knocking on the door as if demolishing a house finally stopped, and the voice of the woman outside the door changed from calm and soft at the beginning to extremely manic and impatient: "Li Haoxuan, can you come out?! Don't sleep, hurry up Click it! If you don’t come out again, don’t blame me for being rude!”

"Here we come... Oh my god, who invited this strange woman with a bad temper!Li Haoxuan got out of bed with disbelief, finally opened his sleepy eyes, and looked around habitually. Ever since he found out that his uncle hired people to enter the room to rummage at night, he has developed a habit of looking at the general layout of the room every morning. Habit.Really, if they mess up the house again this time and destroy the gourds that grandpa left behind, don’t blame him for being disrespectful and disregarding family affection. He will definitely send them to Go to prison and let them spend the rest of their lives without freedom.

"!!!!!!!!!"

Seeing those unfamiliar furniture suddenly, Li Haoxuan felt a chill in his heart, like walking alone on a dark path at night, when someone behind him suddenly blew into his neck (although in the end it turned out that he liked it The teasing Xiao Ai) makes people feel chills.

"This, this is not my room!!"

He subconsciously glanced at the pillows on the bed, and understood where the slightly weird feeling in his heart came from last night: why did he hit his head, because there was a large piece of polished white jade on the head of the bed that was as bright as a mirror!He had seen this kind of stone in the mansion of an old gourmet. Li Haoxuan's cooking was very suitable for that person's taste. That rich man would invite Li Haoxuan to sit in his villa in his spare time, and even offered to accept Li Haoxuan as a pawn. Li Haoxuan hastily rejected his plan to be his son with twitching corners of his mouth.

Ever since Xiao Ai was hired in his small restaurant, the ignorant Li Haoxuan has been popularized by her a lot of gossip in the entertainment industry. He used to be a guy who saw the word "godfather" and thought it was a "foster father" who had no background. Money, women's sex, and unspoken rules of transactions, only represent the normal name of an innocent boy between relatives, but now, hehe, the old driver is here watching you quietly.The days of innocence are gone forever.

Long story short, when it comes to that old glutton, I have to talk about Li Haoxuan's "bad habit" of living a young man's life like a retired veteran cadre.As long as Li Haoxuan can remember, his daily life is spent cooking and thinking about recipes. Even if he has the rare time and money, he will not go to the furniture store to buy expensive and impractical things for home decoration.

Many things in his room have been used for many years. It is the kind of house where no thieves are willing to visit when the door is open. Of course, if you count the people who are sent by "relatives" to look for recipes from time to time, this house is still very lively occasionally. of.The gourmet who loves food doesn’t agree with him, and thinks that people like Li Haoxuan who earn so much money but never enjoy life to the fullest are idiots: if they don’t spend all their money while they’re alive, why don’t they Can't we wait for them to be brought into the coffin after they die?

Li Haoxuan argued that in the future he would leave all his property to his children, so that they would have enough financial support to choose the path they want to take.The old man quickly responded by borrowing the words of Lin Zexu, who sold cigarettes in Humen, and retorted: "If your children and grandchildren are like me, what do you save money for? Virtuous and rich, money damages your aspirations; your children and grandchildren are not as good as me, what do you keep money for? Foolish but rich, Make more mistakes." Li Haoxuan was left speechless.

Lao Gao is very good at spending money, or burning money, as he himself said. Although it is not like many rich second generations who throw banknotes or expensive electronic products into the toilet, it is completely meaningless. He will not step on a pile of banknotes to post selfies on the Internet to get satisfaction by showing off his wealth, but the behavior of buying a lot of luxury houses and cars still makes Li Haoxuan, a little cook who has earned a lot of money but lives a tight life, very happy. despise.The old-fashioned gluttonous person always jokes proudly that Li Haoxuan is envious and jealous, and proudly shows Li Haoxuan the jade pillow he newly bought on the KINGSIZE big bed in the room.

Li Haoxuan bluntly said that this pillow must be very hard, but after the other party told the price of the pillow, he could only open his mouth and act like a fool.Lao Tao looked at his stupid look, and triumphantly explained the benefits of this kind of pillow: cold but not ice, cool but not cold, calming the brain and calming the nerves, dredging the meridians.

In Li Haoxuan's memory, his grandfather liked to use bamboo as a pillow, saying that it looked very elegant, and he forced Li Haoxuan to use the same pillow.But because Li Haoxuan was not honest when he was sleeping, er, or too dishonest, always moving around, the bamboo pieces would often clamp his hair, and Li Haoxuan who sat up suddenly from the bed in the morning was pinched and screamed. , so as early as a few years ago, grandpa replaced the pillows made of bamboo chips at home with soft wheat bran pillows.Anyway, he had never used such a beautiful jade pillow!

Li Haoxuan looked around: a full-length mirror inlaid with red gemstones, a European-style gold antique-framed large bed, a huge floor-to-ceiling window for lighting, and an elegant ivory white dressing table (Li · Uninformed · Haoxuan: Do boys also need to dress up∑ (口||) Hanging crystal chandeliers, small and delicate gold and silver ornaments...

Everything is so gorgeous and strange.I wonder if Cinderella felt the same fear and anxiety when she opened her eyes and found that she was transformed into a noble princess by an evil witch with magic?

Li Haoxuan thought nonsensically about messy things, not knowing that he had unintentionally tampered with the fairy tale beyond recognition, and subconsciously held his right hand with his left hand, just like the countless days and nights after the death of his parents, wanting to bring something to himself. With a little courage, maybe a wealthy customer made an April Fool's joke with himself.Last time, there was a rich second generation who liked to eat his own cooking and sent him some hot bikini beauties at night, although the final result was that he had a slight fear of women from now on feel.Without him, growing up under the influence of his old grandfather, Li Haoxuan tends to have a future partner who is the traditional Xiaojiabiyu type girl with a petite figure and good looks. He can only keep a respectful distance from the kind of pretty girl who is too hot and enthusiastic. , I don't think they are too open, but... I really can't hold it!

But when he shook his left and right hands like this, Li Haoxuan suddenly discovered something even more terrifying.

He panted lightly, as if he would collapse if he exerted a little force, he gritted his teeth, raised both hands to the window that automatically opened the curtains after detecting that the master got up, and observed carefully under the warm sunlight. :

Slender, fair and soft, these are not his hands!

Because he learned cooking with his grandfather since he was a child, and practiced non-stop every day, his hands were already covered with thick calluses and scars left by the rupture of scalded blisters. He would wear white gloves every time he cooked. On the one hand, I feel a little inferior to my own hands, and on the other hand, I am afraid of scaring those guests who suddenly want to go into the back kitchen to watch the cooking process.