Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 156 I'm the rich (11)

On the front of the skirt and the sleeves, Qinghun hand-painted layers of pink cherry blossoms, matched with the already tender light yellow, the feeling of spring is coming.

Qinghun is very satisfied.

After concentrating on the painting, I looked at the time and saw that it was already past nine o'clock. I had been painting for more than three hours.

Qing Hun stretched, moved his hands and feet, and quickly made the custard buns and put them in the refrigerator. He would steam them in a steamer in the morning and they would be ready.

Looking at the time again, it was already 10:30, Qinghun went to the bathroom to wash up, meditated on the fitness mat on the balcony, and practiced the "Nine Extremes True Explanation Mind Method" for a week, and then quickly climbed back to bed and went to sleep.

A habit developed in my previous life, I had to go to bed before eleven o'clock.

As soon as the alarm clock rang at four o'clock the next day, Qinghun got up, washed up, and went to the kitchen to steam the custard buns made last night.He cooked porridge with shredded chicken and green vegetables, and then went to the study to open the textbook to review homework.

After reviewing the set goals, breakfast is just ready.He ate it by himself first, and then took out three spare thermos pots and lunch boxes from the space, one of which was filled with shredded chicken porridge, which was enough for the breakfast of the three actors in the dormitory.

One contains layers of custard buns and egg pancakes.

The other one is for Qi Heng. The bottom layer is shredded chicken porridge, and the top layer is filled with custard buns and egg pancakes.

Looking at the time, it was already six o'clock, Qinghun put his things in his backpack, changed into sportswear and went out.

When I arrived at the school, I went to the grass by the artificial lake to do a set of boxing and kicking. After the activity started, I checked the time, and it was already seven o'clock.

Putting on her backpack, she took out her mobile phone and called Qi Heng. The number was found out by her hacking into the professor group of the School of Architecture yesterday.

"Professor Qi, good morning. I am Yan Qinghun, the female classmate you chatted with yesterday, Xiao Wu. I brought you breakfast on the grass by the artificial lake. Do you want to come and pick it up?"

Qi Heng: ...

"Student, is it popular for students to send breakfast to the teacher now?"

"Maybe I'm creating a trend? Didn't Professor Qi ask me where I saw you? You come over to get breakfast, and I will answer this question for you, okay?"

"Student, thank you for your kindness, but I may not have time to go."

The corners of Qinghun's lips raised slightly: "You really can't come? Then where are you now? I'll send it to you so that it won't waste your time, right? If you don't agree, I'll send it directly to your office. Breakfast has already been made Well, if you don’t want it, not only my thoughts will be wasted, but also food, right? Don’t worry, Professor Qi, I’m a very virtuous student, and I definitely won’t covet Professor Qi’s beauty.”

Qi Heng: ...

To meet a student who clearly coveted his beauty but still refuses to admit it early in the morning, but he still took the initiative to provoke him, what a terrible mood.

"Okay, I'll go now."

He also wanted to know where he had seen this little girl, something that he couldn't figure out, and for him with obsessive-compulsive disorder, not understanding it was really stuck in his throat.It was that inexplicable feeling of familiarity that gave him a strong desire to figure it out.

Qi Heng's speed was very fast, the call took only ten minutes, and the person had already arrived.

Qinghun handed over the thermos flask: "I'll deliver it to you tomorrow morning. When you come to pick up breakfast in the morning, bring this thermos flask over."

Qi Heng: ...

Why does this little girl love talking to herself so much?

Does he seem like the kind of person who can be easily swayed by others?
"No, there is no need to bring me breakfast tomorrow. Classmate Yan, may I ask, where have we met? Why do I think you are so familiar?"

Qinghun looked at him for a while with a half-smile, and then said coolly: "Don't refuse so quickly, you have to have confidence in my cooking skills. I believe you will definitely come to pick it up tomorrow morning. As for when we met , As for this question, my answer is, yesterday was the first time we met in this life. But I had a dream. In the dream, you always acted like a baby to me. You have been acting like a baby to me all your life. You always call me Xiao Wu. So We have been friends for a long time."

Qi Heng: ...

What a lousy excuse that is.

He is also acting like a baby, acting like a baby with a little girl! How crazy must he be?ah!
"Cough, classmate Yan, you... In fact, distance produces beauty. I'm probably not as beautiful as you imagined, and students pursue teachers. It's true that I'm still young and handsome, but this matter itself, I don't think so." I agree. So it may be disappointing the kindness of classmate Yan."

Yan Hun glanced at him sideways, heheheed, and then said: "Conscience suggests that people should not set up flags indiscriminately. You may not believe it, but I just care about your stomach."

Qi Heng: ...

I'm afraid I've encountered a mental illness?

Forget it, Qi Heng took the thermos and left.

Qing Hun watched her family Qi Mei leave without looking back, and waved behind her in a good mood: "Third brother, see you tomorrow."

Qi Heng turned around with a toothache: "Third Brother?"

In the morning light, the little girl smiled brightly: "Don't everyone love fourth master nowadays? I decided to be taller, so I called you third brother, three is better than four, but calling third master always feels that I am a little short Senior, called third brother, seems kind?"

Qi Heng: ...

Am I being teased?

When he went to the office, he opened it and tasted it. The green vegetable shredded chicken porridge was delicious and soft, and the custard bun was soft and slightly sweet. Although it was just a light breakfast, it made his stomach feel soothed after a long absence.

No wonder the little girl said to have some confidence in her cooking skills.

The corners of Qi Heng's mouth raised slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he rubbed his eyebrows again with a headache, a little unsure what to do with that little girl who was so full of nonsense.

After struggling for a while, Qi Heng didn't think about it any more.

Qing Hun, on the other hand, entered the dormitory humming a song. Lady Pingping was startled by her singing: "Hey, that smile looks like spring, what's going on?"

Qinghun took off the backpack, opened it and put two thermoses on the computer desk: "I can't stop after eating Xuanmai."

"Neuropathy."

"Have you all rinsed your teeth and washed your face? After you have packed up, come and have breakfast. I made the chicken soup specially last night, and made the vegetable and chicken porridge for you early in the morning. It is nutritious, healthy and delicious. There is also milk made by me. Yellow buns and egg pancakes.”

These words made the three girls' jaws drop in shock: "No, my God, General, have you really become a cooking girl? Are you giving up on the great cause of protecting your family and country? What are you trying to do?"

Qinghun smiled and waved his hands: "I will mount a horse to fight the world, dismount to raise a husband, full-time and omnipotent. Eat with confidence and eat boldly. From Monday to Friday, if nothing special, I will provide breakfast. You three will provide me with my lunch at noon." Yes, each person takes turns to invite me every day."

Queen Han clapped her hands: "OK."

Li Meier cheered: "Honey, you are my little heart, I love you to death. Wow, this porridge is really delicious."

Master Pingping rolled her eyes: "Delicious is delicious, but why do I think that we are getting rich with others? We also mount a horse to fight the world, dismount to raise a husband, these words are so high-end and classy. However, according to My judge judges, general, you are a drunkard, you are not interested in drinking, you care about beauty. Say, do you want to practice your hand with us, plan to master your culinary skills, and go to catch the professor's stomach? Let me remind you, basically it is useless , Great God Qi was in our school back then, and he was a man of the hour, but unfortunately he couldn’t get his head around it, so many goddesses, queens and queens bowed down under his suit pants, and he insisted on getting them, turning a blind eye.”

Qinghun: "Hehe."

(There is another update at ten o'clock.)
(End of this chapter)