After eating, Huo Shichu rubbed his swollen belly, feeling pain and happiness at the same time. Who wouldn't be happy when enjoying delicious food? I just have to worry about getting fat after enjoying it, alas!
Why not have the best of both worlds? Huo Shichu thought worriedly and glanced at Fo Baijian. Fo Baijian met her gaze, bent his eyes and asked her, "Are you satisfied with your meal?"
"Satisfied, satisfied!" Huo Shichu nodded and said, "No chef in a five-star hotel can match your skills. You can become a famous chef when you are no longer the boss, and you will definitely not have to worry about business failure. .”
Fo Bojian's originally stern expression softened and he said, "Actually, my previous dream was to be a chef."
Huo Shichu's eyes widened: "You love cooking?" If you are a child from an ordinary family, it is normal for you to ideally be a chef, but as a child of the Buddhist family, Fo Bojian has no right to choose to be a chef.
Fo Bojian nodded, and Huo Shichu immediately said with understanding: "Yes, if you are just forced by life and don't really like it, the dishes you make will not be so delicious."
"When you see others enjoying the food you cooked, you will feel satisfied and accomplished. So, if I cook something in the future, can I invite you to taste it?"
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Huo Shichu's eyes brightened.
Fo Baijian achieved his goal and did not continue. After all, haste makes waste. He still had a lot of time to slowly weave a net so that Huo Shichu could no longer escape.
Fo Baijian, who was full of bad ideas but seemed very reliable on the surface, got up and cleaned up the dishes. Huo Shichu had just finished eating other people's food. How could he act like a great man and let his host clean it up?
So she got up to help and said, "You cooked the rice, so I should wash the bowls and chopsticks, otherwise I won't be able to come and eat the food next time."
She said so, and Fu Baijian had no choice but to let her deal with it.
Seeing the basket of fruits that Huo Shichu brought, Fo Bojian said, "Shall I peel some mangoes for after-dinner fruit?"
"Okay, these fruits I have are definitely delicious. If you like them, I can give them to you in the future. Just treat them as a gift in return." Huo Shichu said.
Fo Baijian did not refuse. Only by coming and going can we get closer.
He took a few palm-sized golden mangoes and peeled them.
He had eaten many precious fruits in the world, but the mangoes brought by Huo Shichu were sweeter than the best varieties he had ever tasted.
Because he hasn't peeled it yet, just holding it in his hand, Fobaijian can already smell the strong fragrance of mango.
After sharing the fruits after dinner, Huo Shichu returned to his home and continued working.
Fo Bojian wants to go back to the house he usually lives near the company. This is just a temporary house he bought to be close to Huo Shichu. He is very busy at work and will not live here often. After all, it is too far away from his company. He could only find time to come two or three times a week.
When he went out, he saw the basket of fruit that Huo Shichu brought. If he didn't come back for a few days, would it rot? After a pause, he came back and took away the basket of fruits.
"Uncle Wang, help me bring this basket of fruit back to my old house. My mother loves durian." Fo Baijian took the car back to the downstairs of the residence near the company and said to the driver, Uncle Wang, who dropped Huo Shichu off The breadfruit looked like a small durian.
Uncle Wang didn't pay attention and agreed.
After returning to the old house, Uncle Wang didn't see Mrs. Fo, so he told the servant at home that the basket of fruits was sent back by the young master.
The old lady's.
The servant took note of it, and when Mrs. Fo came back from outside, he excitedly praised her about the visit of Fo Baijian: "Old lady, look at how filial the young master is! I know you like to eat durian, so I specially gave it to you. Come here."
"Really? That boy, if you are really filial, why don't you come back to see me?" Mrs. Fo laughed and cursed. Although she said this, she had already walked towards the basket of fruits.
When he touched the round fruit, which was as big as a football, the smile on his face suddenly twitched, and he asked the servant: "The young master said this is a durian, did you give it to me?"
"Yes, the eldest young master specifically asked Uncle Wang to send it back." The servant said confidently.
"Then he should go to the hospital to check his eyesight. This is not durian." Mrs. Fo rolled her eyes and said. She loves to eat durian and has eaten it all her life. Which variety of durian in the world has she not eaten? But she has never seen a durian like this. If she used a jackfruit to disguise the durian, she might admit it was wrong, but using such a "big ball" to disguise it, wouldn't it be a joke?
"What? This is not durian? What is that?" the servant asked in shock.
"I don't know. Ask the eldest young master where he bought it. Could it be that he was deceived?" Mrs. Fo said. Her son was quite smart and intelligent at work, but not so reliable in life. .
Mrs. Fo took a photo of the "big ball" with her mobile phone and sent it to Fo Bojian, asking him: "What did you send back? It's not durian at all. Was it cheated?" "
When Fo Bojian saw the message from his mother, he was silent for a while, then forwarded the photo to Huo Shichu and asked her what kind of fruit it was.
Huo Shichu slapped his forehead. Breadfruit was not a popular fruit. Many people had never heard of it, let alone seen it. It was normal for Fu Baijian not to know him. She didn't know what she was thinking at the time, but she actually picked this fruit as a gift. give him.
But after giving it away, there is nothing that can't be said. Although this kind of breadfruit may be different from the native breadfruit in this world, after all, this is a variety that she specially cultivated and modified in a certain interstellar world. It is better than the current one. The local varieties are much superior, but after all, they are niche fruits. As no one knows them, they are not afraid of others discovering the abnormalities.
"It's breadfruit. It can be baked, boiled, or steamed. Try it. It tastes pretty good." Huo Shichu replied to Fobojian.
Fo Bojian forwarded Huo Shichu's message to Mrs. Fo. As a filial son who cared about his mother, he also searched the Internet for information about breadfruit and sent it to Mrs. Fo for reference on how to eat it.
Mrs. Fo looked at the information he sent and sighed: "There is such a fruit in this world. I am really ignorant."
Then she ordered the servant to process the breadfruit for her according to the method in the information.
The breadfruit served after roasting is full of fragrance, with the aroma of mango, passion fruit and bread, rich and attractive.
Mrs. Fo's eyes lit up immediately after she took a bite, and she ate most of it in a short while.
Then he called Fu Bojian excitedly: "My dear son! Where did you buy that breadfruit? I like it very much!"
Fo Baijian: "Mom, I didn't buy it, it was a gift from a friend."
"Then ask your friend!" Mrs. Fo urged.
Fo Baijian had no choice but to ask Huo Shichu again.
Huo Shichu didn't expect to be asked this question again, so he had to lie and say that he bought it from an agent. After all, the origin of this breadfruit was not here. It took him a long time to fool him. Huo Shichu wiped his sweat. Some regrets should not have taken out the breadfruit.
