stove king not working

Tang Wenyu murmured as he watched the "bully husband and wife" leave his temporary residence.He Chen looked at the inexplicably extra four baskets of wild vegetables in the cart, and still couldn't recover, "Don't we have to return the vegetables to him?"

Si Buhui frowned, and said firmly, "I won't return it."

"Oh, then don't pay it back." It was rare to see Si Buhui's domineering side, He Chen asked, "Is it really not necessary to invite him to dinner? After all, he dug the wild rice."

When Si Buhui heard that He Chen was going to cook for Tang Wenyu, he quietly turned his head away, "No, he doesn't like eating outside."

He Chen was amused by Si Buhui's series of arrogant reactions, and felt as if he was comforting the other corgi, "Alright, but if he asks, I won't refuse."

"I won't give him a chance to find him," Si Buhui said softly.

He Chen heard the general idea, then turned around and asked blankly, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Si Buhui clenched the trolley and walked forward, "Lady, I want to eat small wontons at noon."

He Chen slowly followed Si Buhui with his hands behind his back, teasing him with a smile, "Do it yourself"

Si Buhui pursed his lips, and said with determination, "If you teach me, I can make it for you after I learn it."

Hearing Si Buhui's words, a strange feeling rushed into He Chen's heart. He grew up with his grandpa chef, and after learning how to cook, he even cooked for many people, but no one has ever expressed his willingness to learn how to cook. Feed yourself.He turned his head to look at the handsome side face of the person beside him, and said softly, "Okay, when Boss He recovers from his illness, I will teach you how to make small wontons."

When the two walked back to the family restaurant, the sun was already close to the top of the head.He Chen pushed open the door, and what he saw was Corgi who was spinning around his tail dizzily, and He Musheng who was happily looking at the cat and giggling.

"Hey, Boss He, Brother Si, you're here." He Musheng turned his head when he heard the door opening, and found that the two people who had gone out to buy vegetables early had returned with a full load, and greeted them without seeing anyone else.

Although the red pimple on He Musheng's face was still shocking, it seemed that the spread had stopped and the condition was under control.

Si Buhui put the cart aside, walked up to He Musheng, leaned over and stared at his face carefully.

Suddenly feeling that Si Buhui was getting very close to him, He Musheng backed away a little hotly, and the tips of his ears began to turn red, "Si, Brother Si, we don't need to get so close, right?"

Before He Musheng was shy for a few seconds, Si Buhui ended his observation, straightened up and said to him, "The toxicity is fading." He Musheng nodded vigorously, and replied happily, "I just woke up and felt It doesn't itch much anymore, Brother Si really has a wonderful hand."

Si Buhui dodged He Musheng's thanks, "My lady made the soup, you should thank my lady."

Seeing that He Musheng was going to pay his respects again, He Chen hurriedly stepped aside, waved his hand at him and said, "I just made some soup, Boss He is polite, if you are really sorry, then please give me the money for the soup."

"It's a matter of course," He Musheng nodded fiercely, "It's justified for you to ask for all of my family property."

Back in the back kitchen, He Chen quickly cooked a few dishes, and stewed the second pot of soup on the stove. Looking at the two full baskets of wild rice, he felt a little worried again. Regretted, "Boss He doesn't need two baskets for this disease."

It just so happened that Corgi sneaked into the back kitchen again to make trouble, He Musheng chased the cat to the back kitchen, heard He Chen's words, and said casually, "Leave it to the next one who gets sick, I heard from the doctor in the town clinic that the one who came here Foreign businessmen basically never return.”

"That's the case." Hearing He Musheng's words, the other two stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

He Musheng touched his face uncomfortably, and was a little surprised, "Boss He, you are a local, don't you know this legend? I heard the doctor's tone, it seems that there are so many foreigners who died for no reason. .”

He Chen turned down the heat, turned around helplessly and said, "I really haven't heard of it." He thought for a while, and then said with reservations, "Maybe it's because I do ghost market business, so I don't pay much attention to it during the day."

Si Buhui's eyes became extremely serious, and he asked He Musheng, "You mean, such incidents have happened many times before you?"

"It should be." He Musheng thought for a while, then nodded, "The doctor can guess that I'm from another place when they see my face. I thought that the hospital's WeChat queue can read personal information."

Si Buhui suddenly put down the kitchen knife, and said to He Chen, "Lady, I'll go upstairs."

He Chen was still reminiscing about the strange news about the city that He Musheng mentioned, he nodded and watched Si Buhui go upstairs.

Not long after, Si Buhui came downstairs again, with an extra high-end mobile phone in his hand.When He Chen saw the mobile phone in Si Buhui's hand, he was a little surprised, "You actually have a mobile phone" and lived together for half a week. This was the first time He Chen saw Si Buhui take out a high-tech electronic device .

Si Buhui unlocked the phone with his head down, his movements were rusty, "I was assigned by the bureau, I almost forgot to check the task information once a week, and the younger sister said that I will be looked down upon by others when I go out without my phone." The phone issued a notification that the unlocking failed Yin, Si Buhui frowned, his expression looked pitiful, "I don't want to be looked down upon by my lady."

He Chen sighed, walked over, grabbed his hand and pressed on the button at the bottom of the main screen, "You press and hold here and don't move." A few seconds later, the phone made a crisp ringtone that the unlock was successful.

Si Buhui looked at He Chen with shining eyes, "My lady, you are so amazing."

It's just unlocking the screen of a mobile phone. He Chen feels like he bought an embarrassing robot. Doing some simple and trivial things by himself is a great thing in Si Buhui's eyes.

After the phone was unlocked, 45 unread notifications popped up on the screen called "Online Handling of Shemale Relations", which blinded He Chen, "How long have you not used this phone?"

Si Buhui carefully recalled the last time he unlocked and checked the news under the order of criminal justice, and answered uncertainly, "It should be two weeks ago or three weeks ago, but it should not be a month ago."

"Okay, I'm sure you are a primitive man," He Chen announced, "I will explode if I don't check the news on my phone for two days."

Si Buhui blinked, "But I just need to contact my wife."

"Don't talk, hurry up and read the news." He Chen pushed Si Bugui, and quietly reached out to pinch his hot earlobe.

Open a, and there is an id message called customer service number 38 swiping the screen, and a row is full of "customer service number 38 sent you task No. 192 from Huaicheng, please check and confirm in time".

The last one is a voice message from customer service No. 38. When I clicked on it, a male voice with a bit of a crying voice said loudly, "Master Si, I beg you to turn on your phone and confirm the mission notification. You don’t even want to be sent by the boss to be your personal servant, do you?”

When Si Buhui heard that No. 38 was coming as a personal attendant, he opened the task bar with a vigorous posture, skipped a long list of task contents, and directly chose "accept the task".

He Chen, who was watching Si Buhui's operation from the side, was stunned. He pointed to the phone in disbelief and asked Si Buhui, "Isn't this how you used to accept missions before?"

"It used to be on the phone," Si Buhui said, feeling aggrieved, "Since the information office got a new one, he's forced to promote this shit. Who wants to read such a long list of messy things?"

He Chen looked up at the sky, "Your long list of titles of the most capable monster catchers must have been bought with money."

The mobile phone made a "ding dong", indicating that the mission was successfully accepted. He Chen glanced at the local mission, and widened his eyes, "Isn't it just to catch the unknown monster spreading the white powder?"

It seems that He Musheng's nosy business this time must be taken care of to the end.

Si Buhui was a little annoyed that he went out this trip, he was purely to get along with his wife, but he didn't prepare many tools for catching monsters, only the family pot had some effect.However, once this task is accepted, he must complete it within the specified time, otherwise he will have to go back to the headquarters to pay a fine, and he will have to leave his wife for a long time.

While thinking about it, Si Buhui unconsciously rolled his eyes around the room. After looking around for a few times, he suddenly found the Suiyuan food list that He Chen casually put on the cooking table yesterday.Aren't there many monster-related recipes written by Grandpa He Chen on it? Thinking of this, he put down his phone, walked to the cooking counter, picked up the book, and found the book written on the blank page called "Golden Eggs" Fried Rice" recipe.He handed the book back to He Chen, pointed to the lines written in small blue ink and asked, "Lady, can you teach me how to cook this dish?"

So what does this dish have to do with catching monsters? He Chen lowered his head to look at the contents of the recipe, only to find that there was a line of notes written at the bottom of the recipe.

What is this? Don’t throw away the cooked golden egg fried rice. Put it on a plate, and the monsters next door will cry.

He Chen was amused by the remark, nodded and said, "Okay, you can watch me make it first, and then make it yourself, so it's decided. Let's eat fried rice with eggs as the staple food at noon."

Corgi protested with a "meow", but the cat didn't have the right to vote. In the end, when all votes passed, He Chen rolled up his sleeves and decided to make this simple fried rice after a long absence.

He put the prepared eggs, rice, and some side vegetables into various plates, then walked to the cooking counter, and said with a calm smile, "Then you have to see clearly."

He Musheng could feel that He Chen standing in front of the stove was full of aura and extremely domineering.He was about to share his experience with Si Buhui, when he turned his head and saw this person staring at He Chen with incomparable concentration, and subconsciously moved himself aside, as if he disliked him for preventing him from looking at He Chen.

Fine.He Musheng sighed, and scratched Corgi's belly, "Korgi, let's watch it together."

Corgi rolled his eyes, "Meow", who wants to watch it with you