By the time Han Changsheng came out, Yang Mi and Diligareba had already finished washing the pots and pans.
Yang Mi was packing up the other small things, while Fatty Di was laying a soft mattress for Han Changsheng with her butterfly back, using the new bedding she had brought from home.
Because of Huang Bo's shout, the two girls changed into the clothes that Han Changsheng had requested.
She was wearing a white t-shirt with short sleeves, blue ripped jeans, and white sneakers. Not only was she youthful and beautiful, but she also exuded a sense of beauty.
When the two were ready to leave, Han Changsheng stopped them.
Yang Mi stopped and patted the other party's fierce chest." What?”
"Won't you do some work for me after eating my food?”
Han Changsheng retorted indifferently and threw the clothes in his hand to Dilipraba. His purpose was obvious.
"Humph! You don't even know how to wash clothes. I'm worried that you'll live in a pile of dirty clothes in the future.”
Yang Mi glanced at the few pieces of clothing and snorted arrogantly. She straightened her neck and swung her shoulder-length hair before walking away arrogantly.
Fatty Di's big eyes flashed as he giggled. He hugged the clothes that were still warm and hopped back into the house.
These two girls... They were just washing clothes and yet they were acting so arrogant.
Han Changsheng shook his head and laughed, no longer thinking about the two women next door.
He made a cup of tea and sat outside the balcony. He held the " Basic Theory of Music " in his hands and started reading it slowly but quickly.
The buzzing mosquitoes flew over and landed on Han Changsheng's body. His body froze, and then he turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Han Changsheng glanced at Qing Yan and smiled faintly.
Although he didn't like to use the Azure Thearch Art of Longevity to devour the life force of all living things, he didn't mind using this method to kill this annoying mosquito.
Han Changsheng was reading a book. He raised an eyebrow and looked at the small forest not far away.
The trees around the inn were flourishing, and the aura of growth was much denser than in the capital. Therefore, the circulation of the Azure Thearch Longevity Art was much faster.
Time passed quickly as he leisurely read a book.
He finished reading the book at a moderate pace. It was already ten o'clock.
He returned to his room and lay down on the blanket that still had Fatty Di's scent. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
……
At four in the morning, Han Changsheng woke up early.
First, he made a pot of millet porridge, then eight trays of steamed buns, and four small dishes. Breakfast was ready.
He called his two wives to wake up and went back to the bathroom to wash up.
When he came out again, his two wives had already come over. Beside them was the shameless Huang Bo.
Huang Bo noticed Han Changsheng rolling his eyes and patted the bucket of light green drink that he had brought with him." I'm not eating for free. This is a drink passed down in my family. It's passionfruit honey mint water. Not only can it cool down the summer heat, but it can also improve your beauty."”
Han Changsheng smiled and said,""Passion fruit should have only been introduced to our country in the early 20th century, right? How did your family pass it down?”
"What's wrong with my grandfather's prescription?" Huang Bo shouted angrily.”
"It's fine if you explain it so irrationally.”
Han Changsheng smiled faintly and sat down beside Fatty Di. He took the millet porridge she brought over and the buns Yang Mi brought over. He began to eat slowly.
Since the male owner didn't cause trouble, Huang Bo naturally wouldn't cause trouble either. He ate the soup dumplings in big mouthfuls and drank the millet porridge in big mouthfuls, afraid that he wouldn't be full.
But in reality, he had eaten too much in the end.
Even Yang Mi and Dilipraba ate a little more.
However, Han Changsheng ate the most. He ate more than half of it, which was more than the total of Yang Mi and the other two.
"You really are a Taotie! This is too much to eat."
Huang Bo looked at Han Changsheng's abdomen, which was still intact, and couldn't help but sigh.
No matter how much they ate, they would not change shape. This was the dream of many actors.
"Handsome people are always like this no matter how much they eat.”
Han Changsheng smiled casually, which made Huang Bo roll his eyes in anger.
He had seen many handsome people. If anyone dared to eat too much, they would become fat in a few months.
After he was done, Huang Bo helped clean up the place. He even glanced at Han Changsheng, who was sitting on the balcony and enjoying the scenery.
Now, it seemed that it was really necessary to master a living skill.
At the very least, he would be able to be like this Brother Han, a lord.
After tidying up, Han Changsheng realized that something was wrong.
Why did his two wives have the intention to pack up the kitchenware and take it away?
"Mimi, Fatty Di, aren't you going to fire at night?”
"Open!"
"Then why did you take the kitchenware away?"
Yang Mi shrugged and said righteously,"We have to shoot today, so we definitely won't be able to come back at noon, so you, the Master Chef, will have to fire at the set.”
"Can't we eat lunch boxes? I heard from Fatty Di that the lunch boxes in the production team are pretty good.”
Yang Mi glared at Fatty Di, who was sticking out his tongue, and said to Han Changsheng coquettishly,""That's because she's so hungry that she's not picky with her food. Compared to the food of a Master Chef like you, it's completely inedible.”
"Then why are you going through so much trouble? You can just buy a new set of kitchenware for the production team.”
"Oh right, Master, you're really smart." Yang Mi slapped her forehead and blew him a kiss.
Fatty Di followed suit, but he didn't do anything practical.
Han Changsheng really wanted to slap himself.
What was there to complain about? Now, the production team and this place were going to start firing.
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