Rebirth: I escort the male god

"Ahhh! I'm so tired!" Huo Qiyan shouted weakly while lying on the dining table.

After taking a break at the handicraft shop, Huo Qiyan devoted himself to high-intensity work for another half month.

In addition, it was during the competition period, so there were a lot of things he needed to deal with. In addition to the incident of Sayo's substitute playing, there were also new player qualification reports and friendly exchanges with other clubs. In addition, he was recently planning to invest in the pharmaceutical industry, so he was extremely busy.

I finally got a chance to rest today and was about to sleep in, but was forced to wake up by Mrs. Huo to eat breakfast.

Huo Qiyan was so angry that he had no place to vent, so he could only howl a few times.

Mrs. Huo, who had finished her breakfast, glared at her son and said, "Are you sure you want to keep howling? Isn't Xiao Cen coming to pick you up to play later?"

Doesn’t she know her own son’s temper clearly? He is a typical spoiled child, but there is no need to say who spoils him.

"But my brother and I agreed to meet at nine o'clock, and it's not even seven yet." Huo Qiyan looked a little depressed.

"Okay, I don't know you yet. Just taking a shower and picking out clothes takes you two hours. If you really sleep until nine o'clock, I guess Xiao Cen won't be able to go out until noon."

Although Huo Qiyan usually acts vigorously and decisively, he is actually a slow person in his daily life.

Huo's mother didn't know that she and her husband were both impatient, but when it came to Huo Qiyan, there was a genetic mutation and she gave birth to a little mushroom.

Huo Qiyan scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Hey, hey, mom, aren't you going to the gym today? Aren't you leaving yet?"

Mother Huo wiped the corner of her mouth and said, "I'll be leaving soon. Don't think about going back to sleep after I leave. Really, you don't even know how to prepare for a date in advance. Only Xiao Cen can stand you. If it were me, I would have changed someone long ago."

"Humph! My brother just likes me and won't change to anyone else. Mom, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay," Mrs. Huo stood up helplessly, "I, an old lady, won't be an eyesore here. You should finish your meal and change your clothes."

"Oh……"

When Feng Rucen arrived at the Huo's house at 8:10, he saw Huo Qiyan had already packed up and was going downstairs. He thought that the other party had just woken up, so he quickly went up to him.

"Xiao Qi, why are you awake so early? What do you want for breakfast?"

Huo Qiyan: "Brother, I'm full."

??? Feng Rucen looked at him with some confusion, "Isn't it only eight o'clock? What time did you get up? Did you sleep poorly last night?"

You know, Huo Qiyan is a person who can sleep all day during holidays. Why is he so abnormal today? Is he sick?

Feng Rucen's hands were faster than his brain. He touched Huo Qiyan's forehead with one hand and his own with the other. The temperature was normal, not hot. "You don't have a fever either?"

"Brother, I'm not sick. My mother woke me up early in the morning to have breakfast, and then I changed my clothes after eating." Huo Qiyan pulled down his hand and explained.

"Is that so? Do you still want to take a nap? We can leave after lunch. I have booked movie tickets for 2pm."

Knowing that Huo Qiyan couldn't get up in the morning, Feng Rucen didn't buy an early ticket.

Huo Qiyan was indeed still a little sleepy. She had been working non-stop these days and had not gotten enough sleep. "Then should I go to sleep for a while?"

"Yes, go ahead. I'll wake you up when I'm done cooking at noon."

Huo Qiyan cheered, kissed Feng Rucen on the face, then ran upstairs happily to sleep.

Feng Rucen took out his notebook and dealt with some things. Around twelve o'clock, before Feng Rucen could go upstairs to call him, Huo Qiyan came downstairs yawning.

"Have you had enough sleep?"

"Yeah," Huo Qiyan nestled into his arms, "Brother, I'm hungry, what are we going to eat for lunch?"

When Feng Rucen heard Huo Qiyan say that he was hungry, he immediately got up and went into the kitchen, and said to Huo Qiyan: "Auntie is not here today. I saw a few newly bought ingredients in the kitchen, but I don't know what they are. How about we go and eat them at noon?"

Huo Qiyan immediately became interested and stood up and ran to the kitchen, where he saw several golden things on the stove. They were half-moon shaped, pointed on the top and round on the bottom, plump and very solid, very similar to taro, except that they had a lot of hair on them.

Feng Rucen: "Auntie bought it. It looks like bamboo shoots to me. How about we go out to eat it at noon today? Or just eat this? I'll go look up some tutorials online."

His cooking skills are limited and he has never seen this kind of ingredients before, so it would be better for him to check the recipe to be sure.

"No need, brother, isn't this just taro? Let's just steam it, then cut it up and eat it with butter."

Although Huo Qiyan didn't recognize it, he just thought it was a hairy taro, so he stripped off "taro's" clothes layer by layer.

After peeling the skin, Huo Qiyan was still sighing, "Tsk, is this taro a new variety? Why does it have so many layers of skin? Brother, next time, tell Auntie not to buy this kind of vegetable. A pound of taro and half a pound of skin, it's not worth it."

Feng Rucen nodded and looked at the "taro" in Huo Qiyan's hand, thinking that this thing might not really be taro.

"Xiao Qi, let me check what this is called before cooking it. I don't think it's taro. It looks more like bamboo shoots."

Huo Qiyan was also looking at the taro in his hand with some confusion, thinking, "But aren't bamboo shoots long and pointed, and green? This one is golden in color, and a little round, so it shouldn't be a bamboo shoot."

However, Huo Qiyan also became a little uncertain. Both of them grew up in wealthy families and had never seen bamboo shoots with the skin on. The ones they ate were usually prepared by their aunt.

Suddenly, Huo Qiyan thought of a way, "Brother, I have a solution!"

Feng Rucen: ???

Huo Qiyan was seen holding his cell phone and taking pictures of a few peeled taro and the pile of skin.

Then he shook his phone in a good mood and said, "The advantage of smart life is that when you encounter something you don't understand, you can go online to seek help from the omnipotent netizens."

With a ding sound, Feng Rucen's cell phone rang.

The little baby "Chengfeng" you pay special attention to has updated his status~ Come and call him and leave a comment~

Feng Rucen clicked on it and knew what Huo Qiyan had just done. There was a Weibo post asking for help on the phone interface.

Chengfeng v: Help! Almighty netizens, how to cook this hairy taro deliciously [with picture] [with picture]

Huo Qiyan has a large fan base, and people left comments shortly after he posted the article.

[Winter Bamboo Shoots: You are a real bamboo shoot, but you cook me like a hairy taro. ]

[Shashasha, what taro does your husband eat? Eat me! (dog)]

[Baby, this is winter bamboo shoots, not hairy taro. Cut the bamboo shoots into pieces, blanch them in water, and then stir-fry them with shredded pork, Chinese mustard or bacon. They are very delicious.]

[So Mr. Huo is also going to cook for himself? I thought Mr. Huo had a nanny at home. ]

[You really don’t even recognize me when I’m home]