The world I travel back to is wrong

"Mr. Bu, are you still going to the company this afternoon?" Yuan Xiao put a Band-Aid on him and asked casually.

Bu Tian couldn't help thinking of his unhappiness when he was in the company, and said indifferently, "I won't go."

Yuan Xiao once again confirmed that he was in a bad mood, and simply shifted his position: "It's almost noon, so I'll go and cook." After that, he turned off the TV and was about to run away.

But Bu Tian glanced over his arm and said, "You are injured."

Yuan Xiao hurriedly said: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt as long as I don't use force...Speaking of which, Mr. Bu, did you put some special medicine when you knocked me out before and treated me? Not only does my wound not hurt now, but it has already started Itching." Itching meant that the wound was healing, and he knew how badly he was hurt, and he couldn't get better in ten days and a half months.

"En." Bu Tian said concisely, got up and went to the kitchen.

Yuanxiao is tired, and this Mr. Bu really cherishes words like gold, and it is really hard to please.

No, now the question is why did he also come to the kitchen?

"I'll wash the vegetables for you." Bu Tian didn't want to sit, watch TV and browse the web, but simply wanted to find something to do.

Yuanxiao: "..."

Originally, Yuan Xiao thought that a young master like Bu Tian would never touch Yangchun water with his ten fingers, and would not distinguish between salt and sugar, but in fact, Bu Tian washed vegetables meticulously and skillfully, and Yuan Xiao himself was not as skilled as him.

"...How do you know how to wash vegetables?" He held back, but he still asked.

Bu Tian didn't look at him, and replied: "I occasionally cook by myself when I'm abroad." In fact, he didn't. The number of times he entered the kitchen before time travel can be counted by two slaps. The one with the deepest memory is before Tang Hui's 38th birthday. Accompanying Buyang to practice cooking noodles in the kitchen, he has no experience in doing it himself.The reason why he is proficient at washing vegetables and can cook a few simple dishes is because he learned it in the game world. Every household in Heishi Village is self-sufficient. He doesn't cook by himself, so he can only starve.

"Oh, that's more skilled than me. You wash it and put it here to drain and I'll cut it." Yuan Xiao expressed his understanding, and he himself took a kitchen knife and prepared to chop vegetables.

"I suggest you not to use force for the time being." Bu Tian said.

"It's okay, I'm left-handed, so I don't need to use my right hand too hard." Yuan Xiao naturally held the handle of the kitchen knife with her left hand, grabbed the lettuce and put it on the cutting board, and began to cut it neatly.

Bu Tian paused for washing dishes, and then casually asked, "So is writing with your right hand so ugly?"

Yuan Xiao shook her hand, almost cut her fingers, and stared at Bu Tian with rounded eyes.

Bu Tian put the last two lettuce leaves into the filter basket and looked at him calmly.

Yuan Xiao swallowed, and embarrassment appeared on his face. He asked sincerely, "Is there still time for me to apologize? You can also re-issue the IOU."

Bu Tian's mood suddenly improved by a miracle, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curved a little. When he smiled, it was like a glacier melting, and spring flowers blooming.

Faced with such a beautiful Yuan Xiao, she was dumbfounded, and her heart beat twice strangely.

However, Bu Tian seemed to be aware of his emotional deviation, and quickly restrained his smile. That smile seemed to be short-lived, but it was deeply imprinted in Yuan Xiao's mind.

"I accept the apology, and I don't need to retype the IOU." Bu Tian looked away, turned back to open the refrigerator, and asked, "What else should I do?"

"Chicken stewed mushrooms." Yuan Xiao blurted out.

The two were busy in the kitchen for almost two hours, mainly because Yuanxiao was busy, and Butian was only responsible for delivering dishes and seasonings, but the chef Yuanxiao was still in a hurry, but Butian was more like a general in the army. Quite adept.

After finally finishing his work, Yuan Xiao's stomach growled with hunger, and it was Bu Tian who had been watching from the sidelines, which made him a little nervous as a novice chef, and he felt that he hadn't performed well.

Surprisingly, the three dishes and one soup served by Yuan Xiao tasted pretty good, but he didn't control the heat very well. The chicken stewed with mushrooms was stewed for a little longer, and the soup was gone, and the mushrooms were a bit stale.

In general, this meal is quite satisfying.

Yuan Xiao was also really hungry. He once again used his appetite, which was worthy of his strength, to carry out a "CD-ROM" activity, and ate up all the rice by the way.

Bu Tian couldn't help but glanced at his stomach a few times, not knowing where he had eaten all the food, but he didn't see any swelling.

"Mr. Bu, fruit." Yuan Xiao brought another plate of cherries.

Bu Tian: "..."

"The only fruit today is cherries, which are very fresh. I washed them very clean," Yuan Xiao said.

"...You don't want to eat?" Seeing that he seemed to have no intention of doing anything, Bu Tian asked.

Yuan Xiao scratched her chin and said embarrassedly: "I think the price of cherries is quite expensive, so it's worth tens of dollars. You should eat it."

Bu Tian was speechless, and pushed the fruit plate in front of him, "You're welcome."

Yuan Xiao couldn't tell if he was mocking himself for a while, but based on his understanding of Bu Tian during this period of time, Bu Tian didn't seem to be that kind of person.

So he did whatever he wanted, touched two cherries, but didn't take more.

Bu Tian was a little dumbfounded, saying that he was really out of breath for being fat, and he became polite.

But Butian didn't continue to urge Yuanxiao to eat. He didn't have much appetite, and he was usually [-]% full after eating. He could control even the most delicious food. Fruits are optional after meals.

After eating a few cherries, Butian didn't continue, but took out his wallet and took out a stack of red notes.

Yuanxiao: "???"

"Part-time job fee." Bu Tian said.

Yuan Xiao didn't answer, "I don't have a formal part-time job, I don't want the money." Even if Butian asked him to translate simultaneously today, it was not enough to charge.

Bu Tian fixedly looked at him, and he looked back without blinking, without any intention of changing his mind.

Half a minute later, Bu Tian put the money back into his wallet and said, "Then let it be your repayment for this month."

"No!" Yuan Xiao answered immediately, meeting Bu Tian's gaze, and said sternly: "Mr. Bu, we pay one yard for one yard. It's only natural to pay off debts, and it's natural to get a salary for a part-time job, but I can't ignore it." If you don’t do anything conscientious, you still get paid.” After a pause, he continued: “I checked on the Internet, and the highest monthly salary for professional translators is usually around [-] yuan, while senior freelance translators may only earn a few thousand yuan per order. Without certificates, you paid me such a high part-time job fee that has exceeded the average fee, and you even posted a set of suits and leather shoes. The second part-time job fee is really unnecessary."

Bu Tian: "Really no need?"

Yuan Xiao's tone was firm: "It's really not necessary." He is also principled, okay?

Bu Tian: "OK."

Yuanxiao showed hesitation again.

Bu Tian: "... Regret it?"

"No, no." Yuan Xiao hurriedly waved her hands, and then rubbed her hands with a shy expression, "That's the one... If I don't find a place to live by the 23rd, can I stay for another two days?"

Bu Tian: "..."

Sure enough, this is the correct way to open the glutinous rice balls stuffed with black sesame seeds.

Yuan Xiao felt very guilty when he saw him, and said in a low voice: "I'm free today, and I plan to go out and look for a rental room later. If everything goes well, I should be able to move out on the 23rd."

"...You can look it up online." Bu Tian reminded.

"Can't afford the rent." Yuan Xiao came back, and couldn't help complaining: "Mr. Bu, you don't know that since the government approved the official demolition of the southern district a while ago, we wage earners had to move out. The rent in other parts of the old residential buildings in the South District is at least [-] yuan. It is fine if two people share the single room of [-] yuan. Two people can't squeeze in at all."

"...There is still a room of three square meters?" Bu Tian focused on the focus.

Yuan Xiao glanced at him, and said in a resentful tone, "A house as big as yours can be divided into thirty or forty three-square-meter rooms with partitions."

Bu Tian's eyes were strange: "Have you lived there?"

Yuan Xiao shook her head: "No, but I have seen it. There are not many people in Beidiao, and many people who rent houses seriously don't have enough salary for a month, so they can only live in this kind of group rented house. There is a family living together, and the bathroom has to be used, and it is like a war every day, but it is hard work."

"Where did you live before?" Bu Tian asked.

Yuan Xiao: "Our foreman's house is an old residential building in the southern district. The foreman's mother is a good person."

Bu Tian nodded, and after thinking about it, he felt wrong. Why did he discuss with Yuan Xiao here whether to rent a house or not?

He's fine in the afternoon, and he doesn't want to go to his mother's place, so let's go to the gym. The depression in his heart hasn't disappeared completely, and he needs to vent it out.

However, after deciding to go to the gym, he asked Yuan Xiao in a strange way: "I'm going to the gym in the afternoon, will you go?" After asking, he was stunned.

Yuan Xiao was also surprised that Butian would invite him to the gym. He was also stunned for a moment, but before Butian could take it back, he said cheerfully: "Go, go, it happens that there are no bricks to move today, I'm still not used to it."

Bu Tian: "..."

He bit the bullet and reminded: "Aren't you planning to go out to find a house?"

Yuan Xiao said nonchalantly: "There is no brick moving job tomorrow, and the brick movers have a day off, so I can look for a house tomorrow."

Bu Tian: "..." Is he digging a hole for himself to jump into?

Forget it, just because he made himself feel a little better.

……

"Butian" has a fitness card, and it is in a high-end gym near Yanhu Community. Butian also saw the wallet with a fitness card, so he thought of going to the gym to vent.

Yuan Xiao is a new customer, and he got free care for the first time. However, his exposed arm was wrapped with a bandage, and he couldn't do any training that needed his arm, so he politely declined the coach who received him.

Butian didn't let the coach guide him, his purpose was very clear-sandbags.

Yuan Xiao practiced kicking beside the sandbag, and her eyes widened slightly when she saw Bu Tian take off her coat and reveal the short sleeves inside.

Bu Tian definitely belongs to the type who looks thin when he takes off his clothes and has flesh. After half a month, every time Yuan Xiao sees him, he dresses very conservatively. Yuan Xiao has never seen his skin below the neck and above the wrist, but he should be pretty thin.But looking at it now, Yuan Xiao realized that his figure was so good that there was nothing to say.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, long straight legs, not thick arms, but well-proportioned muscles, fairer skin than other men, coupled with his cold and restrained face... Yuan Xiao has seen several fitness instructors Look here frequently.

Well, the profession of fitness coach is also given a relatively high proportion.

Yuan Xiao suddenly wanted to suggest that Bu Tian should put on his coat, at least it would not be so conspicuous.

Bu Tian didn't seem to notice the gazes cast from time to time, he only wore a pair of thin gloves, and punched in those gazes of admiration or emotion.

This is a standard punching bag, not a professional boxing bag.

"Snapped--"

"Crash..."

The sandbag of the outer layer of leather and the inner layer of canvas was smashed by a punch, most of the fist was embedded in the sandbag, and the iron sand in the sandbag fell like running water as the fist was pulled away.

The crowd was stunned.