There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem

Lei Baofei left with a dark face, didn't take a bite of the food, spilled all the wine, and before he left, he urged him to be more down-to-earth.An Chengjie was a little dazed, he didn't understand that he just introduced the new dishes and talked about the future development plan of the restaurant, why the other party threw up his sleeves and left.

The shopkeeper seemed to be frightened by the sudden departure of the distinguished guest, so he poked his head outside the door and asked, "Boss, those dishes in the kitchen... still need to be cooked?"

"No need!" interrupted the shopkeeper with some annoyance, he frowned and glanced at the various ingredients on the table, depressed and confused.Lei Baofei's attitude today is really strange, what he said before he left was not out of his mind, were all the ancients so moody?

Just as he was hesitating whether to catch up with Lei Baofei and talk to him again, he saw the shop waiter rushing in with a familiar small bamboo basket, and hurriedly said, "The boss is not doing well, and there is also a shop on the South Street. The restaurant where the owner sells hot pot, the price is more than half of our price, and the recipe and production method are announced! This, this is the hot pot base that they gave out when they opened today."

Hearing this, his expression changed drastically, he hurriedly snatched the bamboo basket in the small second-hand box, opened it to look at the contents, quickly took out the letter and browsed it again, his fingers pinching the letter paper gradually tightened, his brain seemed to be beaten with a hammer, Dazed and wondering what he was thinking, he instinctively asked, "Where is that store? What is it called? Who opened it?"

"It's in the middle of South Street. It's called Kawagoe. I haven't heard who the boss is. The people in charge there are very unfamiliar, and I don't know their origin." The waiter in the shop told all the things he had inquired about, and when he saw An Chengjie, he seemed to have no idea Looking at it, I became more and more flustered, "Master, what should we do now?" The restaurant is about to open, but the signature dishes are used by others first, so what should we do?

Kawagoe, time travel... An Chengjie's hands trembled, he almost couldn't hold the small basket in his hand, and his heart sank heavily. There was an excitement that he might meet a fellow countryman, and there was also a panic that his advantage as a time traveler would be taken away.Hot Pot, Kawagoe... Is the name a coincidence or a hint from the other party?

Ye Zhizhou took Yan Mingyong back to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, and was going to cook hot pot for his lover at home.While waiting for Changshun and Changfu to process the ingredients, he pushed Yan Mingyong into the small hall next to the dining room, and stuffed him with a book, "Mingyong, wait, I'll call my brother, he's at home today, Just let him try something new." By the way, brainwash him.

The smile on Yan Mingyong's face faded, and his eyes sank, "You like your brother very much?"

Seeing that the brat was about to fall ill again, Ye Zhizhou rolled his eyes helplessly, bent down and kissed him on the cheek, and stroked his hair, "Be good, I will show you something you haven't played before after dinner, let's watch it first." Can book."

The part of his face where he was kissed was uncontrollably hot, Yan Mingyong's dark eyes lit up slightly, but he controlled not to show his excitement, and still said with a straight face, "It's up to you, let's go."

He squeezed his lover's serious face in a funny way, kissed him again before turning and leaving.The lover turned into a little kid, slowly growing up or something... It's great!

As soon as the ingredients were ready, Ye Zhizhou brought An Chengsheng back.Yan Mingyong put down his book and moved his wheelchair to the dining room outside. Ignoring An Chengsheng who stopped suddenly, he reached out to Ye Zhizhou, "Le'er, my chest hurts."

Ye Zhizhou was really fooled, hurried over to pat his chest, and asked anxiously, "Where are the pills? Didn't you just take one if you said that your chest hurts?" My lover's body is too weak in this life, and the pills given by the system are all quick-acting He didn't dare to feed the medicine directly, so he diluted the warming pills and mixed them with cakes to make small pills, and he would take one when he felt uncomfortable.

"In De'an's hands, I forgot to bring it here." Yan Mingyong enjoyed his care very much, relying on De'an not to open his eyes and talk nonsense, he glanced at An Chengsheng after speaking, and curled his lips, "Just a little It's just a little uncomfortable, it's okay, let's eat first, don't make big brother wait for a long time."

An Chengsheng clenched his hands tightly from his provocative eyes, and heard that he actually followed his younger brother and called him big brother. His heart was really sour, but he still remembered the identity of the other party, and he was afraid of what the other party was holding. , after some psychological training, he bowed his hands and greeted reluctantly, "I didn't expect His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince to be here. My little brother has a temper, which makes you bother."

Yan Mingyong smiled back, he didn't see the madness of the last time we met, he was extravagant and lenient, "Le'er is very good, you have a good brother."

An Chengsheng also smiled, but not on the surface, "His Royal Highness's brothers are also very good."

Crackling, there seemed to be an invisible spark between the two.

Seeing them like this, Ye Zhizhou couldn't tell that Yan Mingyong's physical discomfort just now was all feigned. He rolled his eyes and withdrew his hand, took the lead to sit at the table, scooped up chopsticks to warm the meat, "Talk slowly, I'm very hungry, I won't be with you anymore."

Seeing that he was angry, the two people who were fighting with their eyes hurriedly withdrew their gazes to restrain their emotions and calm down.Yan Mingyong quickly occupied the position next to Ye Zhizhou, tugged at his sleeve, "How do you eat this?"

Ye Zhizhou squinted at him and sneered, now that he knew he was pretending to be good, why did he pretend to be sick just now?

An Chengsheng took a step back, so he could only sit across from his younger brother, picked up his chopsticks, and began to coax his younger brother tactfully, "This food looks interesting, Le'er can always find something new, not bad."

"It's not bad." Ye Zhizhou didn't take this flattery, pulled off Yan Mingyong's hand on his sleeve and touched the temperature, and seeing that it wasn't too cold, he stuffed the chopsticks into his hand, got up and put the dishes into the pot, and said coolly, "I accidentally found an ancient book of poetry. I wanted to give it to my elder brother, but now it seems unnecessary."

Poems?Or Guben?An Chengsheng, who is obsessed with poetry, immediately grasped the important point, put down his chopsticks and said solemnly, "Le'er, Brother Wei made a mistake just now, please lend me that poetry collection."

Small sample, you know you're going to be hooked.Laughing proudly in his heart, he got up and walked to the cloth bag he carried with him, took out the mixed version of "Three Hundred Poems of Tang Dynasty" and "Selected Poems of Song Dynasty" he copied earlier, and stuffed them into An Chengsheng's arms. "That ancient book is too old to be read. I copied a copy. You can read it."

An Chengsheng held the collection of poems in his hands as if he had found a treasure, he didn't care about his dog's calligraphy at all, he didn't eat any food, and immediately started to read them.

Seeing this, Yan Mingyong silently put down his chopsticks and looked at Ye Zhizhou without speaking.

Seeing him like that, Ye Zhizhou knew that he was going to fall ill again, so he hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them back into his hands, coaxing, "It's just a collection of poems, you want me to copy it for you again, or you want other gifts In short, I will give you whatever you want, eat quickly, you are not in good health, you should eat well."

"Give me whatever I want?" Yan Mingyong took the chopsticks and confirmed earnestly.

Ye Zhizhou, who was paying attention to the system prompt, nodded indiscriminately, and helped him get vegetables from the clear soup pot.Yan Mingyong took another serious look at him, lowered his head to eat the vegetables, and sneaked around with his free hand to grab a corner of Ye Zhizhou's clothes, smiling.This is the only thing he wants.

The system prompts kept popping up, Ye Zhizhou was eating hot pot, his heart was so beautiful!An Chengsheng's feelings for An Chengjie are more like a kind of crazy pursuit and obsession with idols. Now An Chengjie has nothing to show his "talent" in front of An Chengsheng. Cheng Le has also become himself, it will be difficult for these two people to think about anything happening!

[The love probability between An Chengsheng and the protagonist has dropped to 50%, please continue to work hard. ]

After eating the hot pot and reading An Chengsheng's collection of poems, Ye Zhizhou turned off the light screen in satisfaction, took out a box of poker from the space, and grinned at the elegant Yan Mingyong and the gentle and handsome An Chengsheng, "Fan After eating, let's fight the landlord!" From today on, as long as An Chengjie brought the male lead to do something, he will do it first, so that the other party has no chance to take advantage of it!

In the middle of the night, Yan Mingyong woke up in Ye Zhizhou's arms. After staring at him for a while, he got up, took out an enchanted bead from the dark compartment at the head of the bed, crushed it, and shook it under his nose to confirm that he was completely asleep. Stepping out of bed, he pulled a string beside the bed.After a while, De'an gently opened the door and came in, and stood silently in front of the bed.

"Has anyone caught it?"

De'an stepped forward to quickly help him tie his hair and put on his clothes, and replied in a low voice, "I've caught them, and they've all been locked up in a dark prison."

Yan Mingyong shook hands that had been much stronger recently, and showed a slightly sinister smile on his lips, "Very well, this palace is too dirty, it's time to clean it up." He turned to look at his sleeping face curled up under the quilt The flushed Ye Zhizhou had a gleam in his eyes, "Leer must live comfortably."

After An Chengjie died in the restaurant, he began to stay behind closed doors. The servants who served him saw that the young master of the Lei family did not come to him again, and the usual generous rewards were gone, so they gradually neglected him, and they were no longer as attentive as before. .An Chengjie was very angry about this, but there was nothing he could do.

In the past few days, he hid in his room and looked at the recipe in the bamboo basket, hesitating and hesitating, listing all the possibilities, but he still couldn't make up his mind to find the possible fellow.Now that he has gradually adapted to the ancient life, he also has a general plan for his future life. The sudden appearance of the other party makes him feel bitter and disgusted, and he instinctively resists.

The servant Dazhu saw that he was not in the mood for the past two days, thinking that he was in a bad mood because of business troubles, so he suggested, "In three days' time, there will be a cultural meeting held by Yingtian Academy at the foot of the Guiyuan Temple outside the city. Why don't you go? Take a walk to relax? I heard that even the great Confucians of the dynasty will go to this literary society, and with the literary talents of the young master, he will definitely win the favor of the great Confucians!"

Great Confucianism in the current dynasty?An Chengjie's heart moved slightly, and his disturbed mind calmed down a little.That's right, it's useless to guess like this behind closed doors. Since making money doesn't work, what about earning fame?Thinking about the popularity he received at various poetry and literary conferences before, and thinking about the contempt and disdain for him in the government of Zhen Guo, and Lei Baofei's leaving with his sleeves, a sense of pride suddenly rose in his heart.So what about the concubine, he will definitely live better than those prostitutes in the end!It doesn't matter without Lei Baofei's backing, just relying on the advanced knowledge in his mind, those noble people will line up to beg him to let him rely on him!

His expression gradually became firm, and his gaze was placed on the small bamboo basket on the table, his eyes deepened.

It's best that this Kawagoe Restaurant is just a coincidence, if it wasn't for...a lucky traveler like myself, there is only one in this world.