Wear books with dad using game skills

Dong Jimo drove her mini toy car back to Chu Han's house. There were workers outside the villa reinforcing the courtyard wall.

Liu Bo stood outside the gate and negotiated with the foreman, just like the steward of Chu Han's family. Dong Jimo smiled, it seemed that Chu Han had already explained it to Liu Bo. He drove the toy car quietly into the villa.

After talking with the foreman, Liu Bo returned to the villa and saw Dong Jimo in the living room.

"Mo girl, you're back. The workers outside are thickening and raising the wall. It will take two or three days. Girl, do you think we should provide them with lunch? They drive down the mountain to the city for lunch at noon, and it takes several hours to go back and forth every day. Oh! There are too many people, and we can't cook. It's hard to order food at the restaurant now, and the phone can't be reached."

"I don't understand this. Don't they have people who specialize in cooking?"

"If they take a long-term job, they will probably hire a cook, but maybe they don't hire one for a short-term job? I'm not sure about that."

"Provide them with food, Uncle Liu. I'll take care of the cooking, so you don't have to worry. Just tell the workers that food is provided. If they come too early in the morning and haven't eaten yet, they'll still get food. If they work too late at night and are not in a hurry to go home, they'll still get food."

"This? Mo girl, can you handle this by yourself? Do you want to wait for Mr. Chu to come back in the evening to discuss it?"

"Him? He may not be able to take care of these. It's okay. It's decided. Uncle Liu, go tell the workers. By the way, did they come here early in the morning?"

"Yes, Mo girl, they have been working for the whole morning. Just now they said they would work for a while longer and then go down the mountain to find a place to eat."

"Oh, Uncle Liu, then tell them that dinner will be served soon. They can eat after washing their hands. Go ahead, don't worry."

After hearing what Dong Jimo said, Liu Bo stopped talking and turned around to go out and talk to the workers.

Dong Jimo searched in his space bag and put out ten long desks and long stools. She didn't know how many workers there were, so she took a quick glance when she entered the door. There were probably about twenty people. When Liu Bo entered the living room and saw ten desks and stools, he was stunned. It was only a minute or two. Where did Mo Yatou get so many tables and stools? But he didn't ask much. He and Dong Jimo moved these tables and stools outside the courtyard wall and arranged them. Liu Bo also got some water for the workers to wash their faces.

Dong Jimo entered the kitchen, closed the door, and entered the space. He and his father worked hard to make several dishes and soups with the ingredients from Shangguan Dong's house. The staple food was ready-made, and the rice and sticky bean curd were "dug" at Shangguan Dong's house. Dong Jimo also used the "mining" skill to get a lot of meals, and all of them were served with Shangguan Dong's tableware. There was no other way, the tableware in the space was automatically served when the food was ready, and automatically disappeared when the food was eaten. She was afraid that she would scare those people if she didn't change the tableware.

Liu Bo pushed open the kitchen door and saw Dong Jimo standing in front of the stove. The whole kitchen was filled with food, as if it had just come out of the pot, steaming hot, and the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of food. But he had just gone to fetch the workers some water to wash their faces, so it must have only been two or three minutes, right? This kitchen didn't look like it had just been turned on, did it? Looking at Dong Jimo, Liu Bo chose not to ask anything. This girl had shocked him too much. Since she didn't guard against him, he couldn't let her down.

Seeing that Uncle Liu didn't ask anything, Dong Jimo smiled.

The food was brought out of the villa on trays and filled up the long desks. Ten portions of [stewed pork ribs with radish], ten portions of [steamed fish], ten portions of [roasted lamb legs], [Kung Pao chicken], [hand-shredded cabbage], [fish-flavored eggplant], [three fresh vegetables], [scrambled eggs with zucchini], [two-color steamed egg], plus one portion of [kelp soup], more than twenty bowls of rice, and a plate of sticky bean curd and a plate of big white steamed buns on each table.

A worker looked at Dong Jimo, brought out another large rice cooker, and asked hurriedly: "Little girl, this, this is all for us to eat? So much? So rich? It's almost like a feast!"

"No way, there's no such thing as a vegetarian feast. I hope you workers don't mind. Eat as much as you want. You'll be full."

"This is all arranged by our young lady, so you can eat with peace of mind." Uncle Liu said from the side.

"Okay, the young lady and housekeeper Liu have said that this is for us to eat. Let's eat it. Once you are full, you can get back to work. Don't be lazy and slack off."

"Okay, of course. The big pot meals we usually eat are nothing compared to this. How can we not work hard after eating such good food?"

"That's right, eat quickly so you can get back to work." "Work hard."

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Chu Han drove back and saw a large group of people outside the villa wall from a distance. They didn't look like they were working. When he got closer, he found that the group of workers he contacted were having lunch. The foreman saw a black Rolls-Royce driving over and thought it must be the employer who came back. He stood up and wanted to greet them. The car drove directly into the villa. Knowing that the employer might not want to disturb him while he was eating, he sat down and continued to eat.

"Little girl, come here." Chu Han was sitting on the sofa in the living room. When he saw Dong Jimo come in, he waved and called out.

After hearing his address, Dong Jimo was too lazy to argue with him. He walked over and sat opposite him and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Did you arrange the meals for those workers today?"

"How can you be so sure that I arranged it? Uncle Liu could have arranged it, too."

"Haha, many restaurants outside are closed now, and the phone can't be reached. Uncle Liu can't order takeout. This is why I didn't ask Uncle Liu to pack a meal. I didn't expect you to solve it?"

"That doesn't mean I solved it."

"Uncle Liu still has to watch outside. How can he have the time and energy to cook so many meals? If it's not you, there will be no one else. I'm sorry for letting you spend so much money, little girl. I will compensate you later."

"It doesn't matter. I just provided them with food. As for compensation, forget it. I don't need it. Besides, I can't live here for free. Just think of it as me paying the rent. This way, no one owes anyone anything."

Chu Han smiled softly: "Little girl, I thought we were already very good friends, why are you so clear about separating from me?"

Dong Jimo grabbed the orange on the table and peeled it while saying, "Of course, we must distinguish clearly. This is a matter of principle. It has nothing to do with whether you and I are good friends."

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. I rented a warehouse these two days and have already sent several batches of supplies. I contacted a truck company and plan to hire a large truck to transport the supplies back to the villa from the warehouse at night. However, I can't handle loading the goods by myself, so I need Uncle Liu to help me at night. Are you scared if you are alone in the villa?"

"What do you think?"

Dong Jimo glanced at him, stuffed a slice of orange into his mouth, and immediately frowned at the sour taste. Chu Han looked at the little girl and laughed unkindly.

Dong Jimo stared at him, and when he wasn't paying attention, he quickly stuffed a slice of orange into his mouth, covered his mouth with his palm, and warned him: "Chu Han, dare you spit it out?"

Chu Han didn't say anything, just stared at the little girl with a pair of playful eyes. Perhaps he felt that his posture was a little inappropriate, Dong Jimo withdrew his hand, as if nothing had happened, and said to Chu Han: "Well, tell me the address of the warehouse, leave the key to me, and you can do other things. I will help you transport the things in the warehouse back. Don't worry, no one will find out."