Chapter 49 One hundred dollars

It's half past eight in the morning.

After leaving the master bedroom, Wen Yan was not idle.

Although Wang Luoqi applied a "hot water bottle" and drank brown sugar and ginger tea, it temporarily relieved the pain during menstrual period.

But she hasn't had breakfast yet.

When you are healthy, skipping a breakfast will not have much impact, but girls are in a special period now, and their body bones are much weaker than usual.

This is the time when you need to replenish your nutrition.

Considering that the girl probably didn't have much appetite at this time, Wen Yan didn't plan to make any greasy meals.

He wanted to cook some porridge for the girl.

However, there are also things to pay attention to when making porridge. As the saying goes, make up for whatever is missing. For girls during menstruation, Wen Yan used the browser to find the nourishing porridge -

Black sesame and red date porridge!

Red dates nourish blood and soothe the mind, and black sesame seeds nourish and beautify the skin. They are indeed a good nourishing product suitable for both men and women.

When he came to the community supermarket downstairs, he directly weighed three kilograms of black sesame seeds and bought a lot of dried red dates, without worrying about wasting too much.

After all, menstrual period is not a one-time deal. Girls can use it every month from now on.

After buying something, I came to the checkout counter, looked at the middle-aged man behind the counter, and asked Wen Yan politely:

"Uncle, how much do these things cost?"

"Kid, the total is ninety-eight and a half yuan." The boss said with a smile.

"***profiteer!" Looking at the smiling supermarket owner, Wen Yan couldn't help but say "beautiful Chinese" in his heart.

This uncle had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he was also a man with evil intentions.

The market price of black sesame seeds is just over ten yuan. Even though dried red dates are a bit more expensive, they are not that outrageous.

Considering the geographical location of Qili Xiangdu, Wen Yan also gritted his teeth and admitted it.

After all, this is a high-end community in Shanghai. There are no poor people who can live here. It is understandable that daily consumption is slightly higher.

Wen Yan took out a brand new hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to the supermarket owner. There was a hint of reluctance in Wen Yan's eyes.

Although the money came easily, it was all rebates given to him by Huali Ji.

But when it came time to take the flowers out, he still felt a little unhappy.

After all, money addicts only like the thrill of counting money.

The boss took the banknotes handed over by Wen Yan and said with a smile:

"Kid, uncle won't give you any change. How about I get you a bag of candy?"

"This pack of candy is exactly one May Day pack." As the boss spoke, he took the pack of toffee from the counter and handed it to Wen Yan.

Co-author, you should have settled on this price a long time ago, and you have no intention of giving any change. Looking at the toffee handed over by the boss, Wen Yan rolled his eyes.

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Dude, I'm allergic to toffee, so you'd better give me change."

The prices were low, there were no discounts, and he even wanted to save change. Naturally, Wen Yan would not call him uncle again. He decisively gave himself a new generation.

"Ahem."

The boss choked and stopped mentioning the toffee. He took out the change from the counter and gave Wen Yan change.

This was the first time he had seen such an annoying child.

After taking the change, Wen Yan left the supermarket. He didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this.

Some people may think that he is too fussy about everything. It is only one dollar and fifty cents, so why should he care about it?

But when he was picking up bottles, he might not be able to find so much money in an hour.

Only when you understand that it is difficult will you cherish it.

…

After returning home.

Wen Yan first dug out a small, dusty casserole from the corner of the kitchen, and then started to make other preparations.

Apart from anything else, although this woman Wang Luoqi cannot cook, she has all the kitchen utensils at home.

All the tools that can be used when cooking can be found in the kitchen, which saves him a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan glanced in the direction of the master bedroom and felt a little emotional:

People, the more they lack something, the more they care about it.

He has been short of money since he was a child, so he values ​​money more.

Girls probably have been insecure since childhood.

Therefore, she would turn on the lights in every room in the house at night.

Therefore, even if you don’t know how to cook, you still have all the pots and pans at home.

Just to have more fireworks in the house.

Wen Yan washed and soaked the black sesame seeds and red dates separately, and waited for more than ten minutes to allow the sesame seeds and red dates to absorb enough water.

Then, he poured the washed rice, black sesame seeds, and red dates into the casserole and simmered it over low heat.

Halfway through, every two minutes, he would stir with a spoon to prevent sticking to the pan.

After cooking for more than half an hour, he turned off the gas.

This time, Wen Yan did not send it to Wang Luoqi first, but served himself a large bowl first.

After all, he had been busy all morning and he hadn't had breakfast yet, and his stomach was already growling with hunger.

Ah, no, I should put it another way.

He was trying out the taste for Huanli Ji to prevent it from tasting bad and he could make it again.

Well, that's right.

After finishing the porridge happily, she rubbed her bulging belly and a smile appeared on Wen Yan's lips.

My craftsmanship is really good, but if I don’t pay attention, I’ll eat it up.

After taking care of his own food and clothing, he paid attention to Wang Luoqi and served the girl a bowl of porridge from the pot.

Thinking of the girl who was so burned that she stuck out her tongue when she drank ginger tea before, Wen Yan even prepared a spoon for her this time.

Take the thoughtfulness into consideration.

If Wang Luoqi didn't give him a tenfold rebate this time, he would really be sorry for the nickname he gave the girl "Rebate Girl".

Entering the master bedroom, he looked at Wang Luoqi who was sleeping soundly. He put the porcelain bowl on the bedside table and gently fanned the girl's beautiful side face with his little hand.

Embody "gentleness" vividly.

"Woo." The girl's small fan-like eyelashes blinked slightly and she woke up from her sleep.

"What's wrong, little guy? Is it noon yet?" Wang Luoqi's voice was a little lazy.

Wen Yan handed the porcelain bowl to the girl and said:

"Sister Luo Qi, the dean and grandma often say that you must eat enough when you are sick. I made some porridge for you. You should get up and eat it quickly."

"Dean Wen really knows a lot." Wang Luoqi sat up and leaned on the bedside.

After drinking brown sugar ginger tea and resting for a while, she has regained a lot of strength now.

Passing the porcelain bowl to the girl, Wen Yan said again:

"As Grandma Wen is older, she naturally knows more. When Sister Luo Qi reaches Grandma Wen's age, she will definitely know more than her."

"The little mouth is so sweet, are you applying honey?" Wang Luoqi took the porridge bowl and at the same time scraped the tip of Wen Yan's nose.

The girl's beautiful eyes narrowed into a crescent shape unconsciously.

Obviously, she is very happy at the moment.

After the "hot water bottle" in the morning and the ginger tea that could warm the whole body, Wang Luoqi became more and more affectionate towards Wen Yan.

The little guy in front of her was like the glimmer of light before dawn. Although it was not dazzling, it brought a glimmer of light to her heart that had been in darkness for a long time.

She suddenly looked forward to the time ahead.

With him here, I shouldn't be lonely anymore in the rest of my life.

Looking at the smile on the girl's face, Wen Yan blinked and added a little embarrassedly:

"Sister Luo Qi, these ingredients cost a hundred yuan."

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I thought it would become easier as the year passed,

But I didn’t expect that there were still many things.

The old man at home is sick today.

Keep making noise like an old child

Just coaxed her up just now.

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