Little Chef [Rebirth]

Ning Xiuyuan opened his eyes and looked at the dark sky outside the house. After rolling around on the bed, although he was very reluctant, he still got up obediently.

After getting up, Ning Xiuyuan wrapped himself in a quilt and sat on the edge of the bed for a while. After his eyes got used to the darkness and he could vaguely see the things in the room, he stood up, walked to the table, lit the oil lamp, and began to wash up , and then took the hair tie to tie up the long hair.

Hearing the wind blowing outside, Ning Xiuyuan quickly tightened the old padded jacket on his body again, but he still felt cold, so he was really helpless.

He used to be the chef of a small restaurant in X City, named Jiangnan, and his daily life was two points and one line - from home to restaurants, and vice versa.

Although the salary given by the small restaurant is not high, in a second-tier city like X City, it is neither bad nor bad, and you can still live. Besides, Jiangnan's requirements are not high. The house does not need to be too big for him to live in; , and he also likes to cook for others, especially when he sees the satisfied expressions on the faces of the guests, he feels extremely satisfied.

Because there are no ambitious goals, Jiangnan has lived an ordinary and ordinary life, but it has also passed 26 years in peace and without wind or rain.

In fact, before Jiangnan's 26th birthday, he never imagined that the incidents in the novel can also happen in reality—the kind of strange powers and chaos that only exist in novels or scripts. will happen to him.

Yes, he was directly put on the head by a flower pot that fell from the sky, died on the spot, and then his soul left his body, watching his head bloom, and the people around him looked at him like this, with various expressions.

Jiangnan was floating in the air, looking at his body lying on the ground, surrounded by dark red blood, and his death was extremely ugly. After watching for a long time, he finally raised his head and pointed his middle finger at the upper floor—the flower pot Can you just throw it around!

After comparing the middle fingers, Jiang Nan belatedly began to rejoice that he was an orphan and single, and belonged to a state where one person was full and the whole family was not hungry. Otherwise, when he left, his family would be so sad. is a tragic thing.

After Jiang Nan rejoiced, he began to think that if the residents on that floor knew that their flower pots fell and killed someone, they would probably be scared to death.

Jiang Nan thought very badly, it’s not good to be scared to death, it’s better to be scared half to death, let them feel guilty day and night, who made them have no public morality, live so high but don’t know that they can’t throw things down casually, elementary school students Knowing that even throwing a small stone at high altitude can become a deadly weapon under the acceleration of gravity, let alone a flowerpot, it must be punished.

Floating in mid-air, Jiangnan thought about a lot of messy things, until he felt his eyes go dark, his memory disconnected, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had actually timetraveled, and was reborn in a young man!

Being able to open his eyes again to see a strange place and feel the hard bed under his body made Jiangnan feel that he was dreaming, so he raised his hand and twisted himself hard.

...It hurts very much.

So Jiang Nan lay on the bed and stared blankly at the top of his head. After a long time, he came back to his senses. Then he was very helpless and had no choice but to accept the fact that he had traveled through.

Fortunately, he still has the memory of his reborn body, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do.

Relying on the memory of the original owner, Jiangnan knew that the original owner of his body was pushed into the river by his aunt, and then drowned. I don't know if it was because he died at the same time as him, so he directly The soul has penetrated this body.

After sorting out the memory of the original owner, Jiang Nan covered his head with some headaches, how did this child live such a hard life, and it was also very miserable.

The original owner of this body was a scholar named Ning Xiuyuan. He was kind and honest, and he was good-looking. Although he was a bit pedantic, he was full of books. However, this talent could not be used to make money. He gave away the silver that his father left him. After the flowers were finished, he couldn't lift his shoulders and hands, and couldn't do heavy work if he wanted to, so he was poor. The only thing he had was two taels of silver, a donkey, and this house.

But coincidentally, the original owner of this body has no father or mother just like him, but this Ning Xiuyuan has an uncle and an aunt, but having such relatives is better than not having them.

Because the only two relatives are too inhuman, it's okay to hurt Ning Xiuyuan's jingle, but he actually started his idea of ​​this house again, and if he can't be soft, he will come hard, and finally forcefully Ning Xiuyuan was killed.

In the end, Jiang Nan took advantage and was reborn in this body.

Fortunately, he was a chef before being crushed to death by a flowerpot, so he had learned a craft at least, otherwise he would have been left in this strange dynasty, Jiang Nan thought, and he would starve himself to death.

After figuring out the ins and outs, Jiang Nan began to think about how to earn some money. After all, two taels of money are very few. The daily necessities of firewood, rice, oil and salt all cost money, and this Ning Xiuyuan picked up an injured coma before falling into the river When the young man comes back, he needs more money to see a doctor and take medicine.

Fortunately, he was a cook in his last life. Even in another world, he still has skills. What he has to do now is to plan well and earn some silver back as soon as possible.

Jiang Nan thought, since he can travel to this empty and strange dynasty, it is a blessing from the heavens, he must live well... and live well on behalf of the original owner of this body, and now he is Ning Xiuyuan .

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Patting himself on the cheek, Ning Xiuyuan lamented why he remembered the bleak thing that happened half a month ago.

Shaking his head, Ning Xiuyuan got rid of those messy thoughts. The most important thing for him now is to make the steamed stuffed buns that are going to be sold this morning!

Pushing open the door, Ning Xiuyuan stood at the door, looking at the sky in the distance, which was just turning pale. The surrounding area was very quiet. Obviously, the neighbors hadn't woken up yet.

Just two steps away, the door of the next room was opened, and a boy who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old stood at the door, his eyes were fixed on Ning Xiuyuan.

"You didn't call me." Mo Fanyu said, the voice in the voice-changing period didn't sound unpleasant, on the contrary, it was somewhat deep and hoarse, surprisingly sexy.

Even though Ning Xiuyuan had been with Mo Fanyu for half a month, he still couldn't get used to the young man's appearance, because the other's appearance was really impeccable.

His eyebrows and eyes are exquisite but handsome. Although he is not very old, his figure is already enviable. The point is that he is still developing, and even if he is casually wearing coarse linen clothes, he is already dazzling to the extreme just by standing there casually. Ning Xiuyuan really couldn't be immune at all.

What's more, Jiangnan's sexual orientation is different from others.Yes, Jiang Nan likes men, but he has been hiding this secret and has never had a relationship.

So, Jiang Nan, who was about to be 30 years old, was as clean as a piece of white paper in terms of emotions, and didn't understand anything. In the end, he was crushed to death by a flower pot that fell from the sky, and became the current Ning Xiuyuan.

Looking at the other party with some headaches, Ning Xiuyuan didn't know why the boy in front of him was so obsessed with the matter of 'calling him when he gets up'.

Putting his frozen hand to his mouth and letting out a breath, Ning Xiuyuan asked him, "Wouldn't it be better to go to bed later?"

Shaking his head, Mo Fanyu said, "No, we agreed before."

Ning Xiuyuan looked at Mo Fanyu's firm eyes, so he had to compromise first, "Then I will remember, I must call you next time, right? Now I have to prepare earlier, will you come?"

Mo Fanyu nodded: "I'll help you."

Ning Xiuyuan just wanted to say goodbye, because the other party seemed to be the kind who was pampered and his fingers were not touched by spring water, but he hadn't opened his mouth yet, and just turned his head to see the boy's appearance, so he swallowed the words again, and turned around Instead, it becomes: "OK."

When Mo Fanyu heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, revealing a smile.

Surprised by Mo Fanyu's smile, it took a long time for Ning Xiuyuan to come back to his senses, and then looked at the sky that was getting brighter and brighter, knowing that the time for preparation was getting less and less, so he hurriedly walked to the kitchen holding the oil lamp, Otherwise, it's really too late.

Entering the kitchen, Ning Xiuyuan put the oil lamp near the stove, then skillfully took the dry firewood on the side, stuffed it in, and brought hay into it, then took the flint and hit each other twice, sparks Just lit the dry grass, and the stove went up.

Pour clean water into the large pot, Ning Xiuyuan covered the pot, then walked inside, carefully took a small bag of flour and a small piece of lean meat and put it aside for later use.

Mo Fanyu stood aside and watched Ning Xiuyuan busy to and fro by himself, frowning slightly.

So when Ning Xiuyuan passed by him again, Mo Fanyu reached out and grabbed Ning Xiuyuan's arm: "What should I do?"

Ning Xiuyuan actually wanted to say, brother, as long as you stand still and don't bother me, but seeing the other party's appearance, he felt that he really couldn't say that.

Hearing Mo Fanyu's words, Ning Xiuyuan knew that if he didn't find something for Mo Fanyu to do, he would probably annoy him forever.So he looked around, and finally he found something that Mo Fanyu could do.

Ning Xiuyuan pointed to the vegetables piled up on the side, and said, "Help me pick some vegetables, not too many, about the amount for the two of us is enough." Then, he gestured with his hand for about weight.

Mo Fanyu looked at it, nodded, then let go of Ning Xiuyuan's hand, walked directly to the side and squatted down, grabbed a handful of vegetables and began to study.

Ning Xiuyuan looked at Mo Fanyu's appearance, smiled helplessly, and continued to work on his own work. His dough hasn't been rolled yet, his stuffing hasn't been made, and the buns haven't been steamed yet, and time is running out. The morning market is about to start.