Inheritance of Rebirth

55. Tired

It was already dark when several batches of clothes and bedding were washed. Luo Chao squeezed and packed all the sheets on the drying rack, straightened his waist.

The kitchen was wiped out, and he went into the bathroom, which was the last part of the house.

In the back kitchen, Yuan Cheng finally finished all the work to open the shop tomorrow, he straightened his waist.

Sun Jiang left early in the morning. The three pots to be cooked tomorrow were all cleaned up by him at noon, and he didn't bother to drink saliva all day.

It was past nine o'clock, and Yuan Cheng was going to clean the front hall, which was the last item of the day.He speeded up, planning to go home, shower and sleep after packing up.

After Sun Jiang came, because he finished work early, he would run a few kilometers before going to bed, but it must be canceled tonight.

Just as he was cleaning the rag, he heard a sharp metal rubbing sound. Yuan Cheng went out to have a look, and the half-closed rolling door was pushed up, and Luo Chao walked in wrapped in a cold air.

"Why are you here so late?"

Yuan Cheng felt that his head was empty after a busy day, and his body was so light that he could float, and the exhaustion quickly receded, and the room was brighter than before. . . . . .

Luo Chao, Luo Chao, my super power bank.

Yuan Cheng didn't know how happy he was smiling at this moment, but Luo Chao completely received it, and his heart was full immediately, and his voice softened, "Is there any food left? I'm starving to death."

"You didn't eat?" Yuan Cheng looked up at the big watch on the wall, "What time is it and you still don't eat!"

"I didn't eat at noon."

Seeing that Yuan Cheng's face was ugly, Luo Chao quickly explained, "Today I cleaned the house, I was too busy at noon, and I was hungry at night and didn't want to eat. Now I feel like I can't do it after finishing it."

Seeing Yuan Cheng staring fiercely, Luo Chao sat down on the chair, his voice was extremely weak, "I'm hypoglycemic, Yuan Cheng, I'm dizzy."

Yuan Cheng...

This rascal is really his Luo Chao?

Yuan Cheng folded into the back kitchen and opened the freezer that had just been closed.

Chopped scallions in a pot, followed by sliced ​​scallops, stir-fry the water and then add oyster mushrooms, stir-fry for a while and then add water, when the water boils, his noodles are also rolled out, cut into strips, and put on the wrist Quickly pull it into small noodles and put it in the pot.

Time was tight, Yuan Cheng didn't have time to stir-fry the meat and make stew, Luo Chao hadn't eaten all day, so he was going to make him some soft vegetarian noodle soup.

At the beginning of pulling the noodles, Luo Chao also came over, washed his hands, took a piece of noodles and picked them up.It's just that his hands are clumsy and his face is long and big, Yuan Cheng glared at him.

Luo Chao sneered, "It doesn't matter the size, it's the same when it's cooked." Having said that, he slowed down and began to struggle with the noodles.

"Don't provoke obsessive-compulsive disorder." Yuan Cheng pretended to be aggressive.

Luo Chao giggled, his hands slowed down even more, but more noodles stuck to his hands, almost every piece of noodles was thrown off the pot, and some even had to be shaken two or three times.

Seeing his clumsy appearance, Yuan Cheng felt sore in his heart.

It turns out that you were also spoiled, and you don't know how to cook and do housework. Then how much suffering did the omnipotent you I saw.

There is a lot of saffron, and it smells sour and fragrant. When it comes out of the pot, Yuan Cheng breaks in egg drops, sprinkles with shallots and garlic, and adds a little oil and pepper. The red, green, yellow and white looks very attractive.

Luo Chao wanted to add another spoonful of chili, but Yuan Cheng refused, "You haven't eaten all day, don't be too spicy, take care of your stomach, it's not made of iron."

Luo Chao responded humbly, snoring without raising his head.

Yuan Cheng only filled half a bowl for him, and he put the basin in front of him, and he was turning it with a spoon to dissipate heat, "Slow down, it's too hot."

"Yeah," Luo Chao responded, and then handed over the empty bowl, "One more bowl!"

Original inheritance. . . . . .

After drinking the last bit of soup, Luo Chao sighed comfortably, "Yuancheng, I think you can open another noodle restaurant."

Yuan Cheng had already cleaned the front hall, and came over to clean up his dishes, "That's because you're hungry, so everything tastes good, don't overeat like this in the future."

Luo Chao struggled to get up, "I'll wash it myself."

Yuan Cheng rolled his eyes, sideways avoided him and took the basin into the back room, "Are you sure you can still wash it? See, you're about to fall apart."

"Well," Luo Chao slumped back to his seat, "I'm really falling apart."

"You won't take it easy," Yuan Cheng's voice came from the back kitchen, accompanied by the sound of dripping water, "If you can't finish today, there will be tomorrow. As for being so busy that you don't eat for a whole day?"