I was a stand-in for those years

Chapter 23 The Billionaire Opens 3 Rounds

After Guo Zhanxiong finished his work in the kitchen, he went out to play cards.

Guo Zichen came back from visiting relatives and asked Ke Chen, "What do you want for lunch?"

Ke Chen was in a good mood, and replied, "I'll eat whatever you do."

Guo Zichen said awkwardly: "I don't know how to do anything, why don't I make you some noodles?"

Ke Chen looked at Guo Zichen's embarrassing and righteous appearance, and found it funny.

In the past, when Xing Mu cooked for him, a plate of cabbage could yield a few mushy leaves and a few raw leaves.

Ke Chen smiled, and blurted out what was on his mind: "You really look alike."

Guo Zichen was puzzled: "Who looks like whom?"

Ke Chen blinked and replied calmly, "I mean, you really look like your father."

Ke Chen was actually trying to smooth things over, but Guo Zichen's brain was so clear that he thought Ke Chen was saying that his father's cooking was as bad as his, so he replied, "My father's cooking is pretty good, although it's not as good as yours. The ones here are not bad. Do you have any home-cooked food that you want to eat? Let my dad make it for you at noon. "

Ke Chen glanced at the kitchen of Guo Zichen's house, and replied, "I'll make it for you."

Guo Zichen stared at him and asked suspiciously, "You know how to cook?"

Ke Chen asked back, "You don't believe me?"

Guo Zichen shook his head, Ke Chen smiled, "Then you will try it later."

"What else do you have at home?"

Guo Zichen opened the refrigerator to show Ke Chen, then pointed to the two Chinese cabbage slumped on the kitchen floor, "They're all here."

Ke Chen looked through the cucumbers, garlic sprouts, and eggplants in the refrigerator, and said seriously to Guo Zichen, "Wait a minute, I'll call the helicopter to bring some fresh food over."

Guo Zichen, "..."

Crazy...is it amazing to be rich?

"Brother, you let your plane fly back... Then what, there is a farmer's market near our house, we will buy whatever you want."

Ke Chen looked at Guo Zichen and asked doubtfully, "Farmer's market? Is it a farm for growing vegetables? I remember that the public is not allowed to go directly into the manor to buy ingredients, right? I bought a farm with several hundred acres of land in Los Angeles before. The ingredients are all…”

Guo Zichen interrupted Ke Chen: "Enough, shut up."

"That's a place to sell vegetables, not your big capitalist farm."

With hatred for the capitalist rich, Guo Zichen led Ke Chen to the farmers' market in the town to buy ingredients.

As soon as he left the door, Ke Chen saw the weird couplet again, so he asked him, "Where did you buy the couplet in front of your house?"

Guo Zichen: "It's not a couplet I bought, it's an amulet I wrote for my dad."

Ke Chen: "..."

Guo Zichen stopped in his tracks, looked at Ke Chen, "Do you have an opinion?"

Ke Chen: "...No."

Guo Zichen: "You wait for me here, I'll go find a car."

Ke Chen: "I'll go with you, I don't feel at ease if you drive."

Guo Zichen patted his chest, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Ahaha~ I'm an old driver, don't worry!"

Ke Chen waited for Guo Zichen for nearly 10 minutes, when he heard a few horns, he turned around and saw Guo Zichen coming on a tricycle.

Guo Zichen drove the tricycle in front of Ke Chen: "Come on!"

Ke Chen looked at the car and asked doubtfully, "Where...where?"

Guo Zichen glanced back and said, "In the back of the car!"

Ke Chen stared at the dirt-covered back of the truck, his face full of shock, he couldn't believe it, "You let me squat in the tricycle that pulls goods?"

It was only then that Guo Zichen realized that it was really inappropriate for a young master like Ke Chen to squat on the back of the tricycle.

After thinking about it, Guo Zichen said, "Well, you drive, and I'll sit in the back."

With that said, Guo Zichen got out of the driver's seat with a stride of his long legs, and pulled Ke Chen into the driver's seat.

Ke Chen's shocked expression has distorted, becoming a little frightened: "Open this?"

Guo Zichen disliked his ink marks: "Oh, I finally borrowed it from my second aunt, so don't pick it! It's better than walking, right?"

Guo Zichen entered the room, found his father's dark green military coat and leather gloves, and handed them to Ke Chen, "Come on, put them on, the road is cold."

Ke Chen carried the ugly army coat, closed his eyes and took a breath, thinking that he must give him a car, no, he must give him a helicopter.

So, the billionaire Mr. Ke Chen, wearing a dark green army coat and black leather gloves, experienced the experience of driving his boyfriend to the farmer's market to buy vegetables on a three-wheeled electric tricycle in the northeast countryside at minus [-] degrees. romantic life.

Guo Zichen stood in the back of the car, holding Ke Chen's shoulders, while Ke Chen was driving seriously, despite the cold north wind blowing on his face, he didn't complain a word.

Ke Chen drove through several dirt roads mixed with snow and mud, and passed through a field. In the white snow, he finally heard Guo Zichen's words, "Here we are!"

Ke Chen thinks that his time cannot be wasted on various inefficient and ineffective things. When he is 21 years old, all the food and clothing he needs are ordered by the housekeeper, so the number of times he visits the mall can be counted on one hand. come here.

He has been to his farm in the United States and a winery in Italy a few times, but he has never been to this kind of rural farmers' market.

So when he saw a live rooster clucking in a cage, he was a little shocked.

Ke Chen immediately fell in love with the big rooster flapping its wings and crowing at him.

He grabbed Guo Zichen's arm and said to him, "Chenchen, we bought that fat rooster and stewed it for lunch."

Guo Zichen: "Okay." Turning around, he said to the chicken seller again, "Boss, we want that chicken. Another catty of eggs."

Originally, Ke Chen wanted to cook a few dishes that his aunt at home taught him, but he couldn't buy those ingredients here, so he simply bought whatever he could, and bought some vegetables, cabbage, chicken, duck and fish.

Back home, Ke Chen took off his coat, put on the apron Guo Zichen handed him, turned and entered the kitchen.

Guo Zichen couldn't bear to see Ke Chen busily washing and chopping vegetables by himself, so he wandered around the small kitchen by himself, and casually ate the tomatoes and cucumber sticks that Ke Chen had just chopped. .

Ke Chen didn't want Guo Zichen to make trouble here, so he said to him, "Chenchen, go and get some wood, and keep the fire on the stove."

When Guo Zichen heard this, he was not very happy: "Hey Brother Chen, do you think I'm in the way?"

Ke Chen thought for a few seconds, then nodded seriously.

Guo Zichen: "..."

"I also want to learn how to cook, you teach me."

Ke Chen told Guo Zichen the easiest way to stir-fry, and asked him to practice with the leftover dumplings from the morning.

Guo Zichen was eager to try it, but Ke Chen was worried, for fear that he would blow up the pot.

The oil in the pot was hot, Guo Zichen elegantly held a plate of dumplings, and put them in one by one.

However, the gas tank was a bit hot, and within a few seconds, the first cold dumpling was covered with oil in the pot, and white smoke rose, and instantly the oil splashed everywhere, and the hot oil splashed on the back of Guo Zichen's hand, which made Guo Zichen frightened. He yelled and screamed, and for a while his legs were so frightened that he was no longer as graceful as before, and he didn't dare to put the remaining dumplings.

Ke Chen hurriedly pulled him away from the pot, picked up the plate of cold dumplings, poured them directly into the pot, and covered the pot.

After waiting for ten seconds, the frying pan was considered calm. Ke Chen turned over the dumplings inside and fried them for a while. with a black coal ball.

Guo Zichen felt extremely embarrassed, his little face turned red.

Ke Chen hurriedly comforted him, "If you don't know how to do it, don't do it, I will do it in the future."

Guo Zichen was very shameless, so he walked out of the kitchen in despair, returned to the bedroom, and didn't go to the kitchen to make trouble again.

Ke Chen has been busy all morning, cooking several dishes.Guo Zichen looked at the stewed pork ribs with lotus root, steamed fish, beef brisket stuffed with tomato, and a few stir-fries on the table, and he was very shocked.

You are handsome and rich, I can bear it, you are talented and good-looking, I can bear it too, but you are so good at cooking, isn't that a bit too much?

When Ke Chen came out, he took off his apron and sat on the sofa to rest. Guo Zichen leaned over, sat on his lap, put his arms around his neck, and said strangely, "Hey, Your Majesty actually came to the imperial dining room to give the minister a meal. The concubine is preparing lunch, and the concubine is flattered!"

Ke Chen stared at Guo Zichen: "Speak well."

Guo Zichen put away the tone that was neither yin nor yang, and said seriously: "Brother Chen, you are actually such a good cook."

Ke Chen smiled: "I used to learn how to make food for people I like."

Hearing the words of the person you like, Guo Zichen was a little sour: "Yo, does this trick work? With your strong cooking skills, have you kept the person you like?"

Ke Chen took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Guo Zichen: "It's the first time I've made it, so try it, and tell me if it works or not."

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