"What's so good about it?" Xiang Xibi drew it twice, "I'm still afraid that you will laugh."

"Others have seen it, but I haven't seen it yet," Cheng Boyan flicked his finger on his forehead, went into the bedroom and took out his clothes, "I want to see it."

"You..." Xiang Xi looked at him and sighed, "Why don't you ask the master next time I go back. Maybe he has so many. I'll buy a set with him and I probably will be cheaper, maybe I can give it to me directly."

"You're full of stingy skills." Cheng Boyan entered the bathroom with a smile.

Xiang Xi thought Cheng Boyan was really naive sometimes, and he suddenly became naive and had no rules. He had to watch it when he learned a tea.

Xiang Xi originally wanted to talk to Old Man Lu, but before he could go to the tea room again, two days later, Cheng Boyan brought back a set of tea sets when he got off work.

"This set should meet the requirements," he opened the box, "Come on, Master Xiang, you can check it out."

"Master Xiang thinks you not only have a cleanliness, but also have a lunatic." Xiang Xi was lying on the sofa. He knew that this set of things could not be cheap just by looking at the box. He felt very distressed.

"Come here to see how the tea set that the lunatic brought you." Cheng Boyan slowly took out the pot, cup and other things.

"I can't get through," Xiang Xi fell on the sofa, looking distressed, "How much does it cost? Master Xiang just thinks about this money and it hurts so much that he can't walk."

Cheng Boyan smiled, went over and pulled him off the sofa, and dragged him to the table: "This is not what I bought."

"I picked it up?" Xiang Xi immediately turned his head and looked at him.

"Can you do it? You can only pick it up if you buy it?" Cheng Boyan made him helpless. "This is what I asked the boss. He has many families, and he brought it to me today."

"Didn't spend money?" Xiang Xi's eyes lit up.

"Well, I heard I want it. He cried and shouted to me as if he was looking for a soulmate." Cheng Boyan said.

"Then let me see." Xiang Xi pushed him away, bowed his head and began to study.

"Come tea tonight?" Cheng Boyan said behind him, "with mashed potatoes."

Xiang Xi was happy as soon as he heard this, and laughed for a long time before turning back: "Do you plan to conquer the world with mashed potatoes in your life?"

"If you don't match mashed potatoes, you can only serve with mixed bean porridge." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"Nothing needs to be used, just drink tea," Xiang Xi said, "but this pot needs to be processed first to remove the earthy flavor."

Today's dinner, Cheng Boyan planned to make some pork ribs porridge and stir-fry some vegetables. When he made the pork ribs, Xiang Xi filled a pot of water with the largest pot in the kitchen, put the tea leaves and tea sets in, and cooked them on low heat.

"Is pork ribs porridge OK?" he asked.

"Yes, OK," Xiang Xi looked at the desk, "Where is the food?"

"If you don't have any vegetables, just add some fried vegetables to pork ribs porridge." Cheng Boyan said.

"...Can you stir-fry some meat?" Xiang Xi asked, "It's getting colder. Isn't it not appropriate to eat such a vegetarian?"

"No." Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Can you put more pieces of ribs?" Xiang Xi looked at the ribs, "I'm a little hungry."

"Okay." Cheng Boyan nodded, took some chopped ribs and put them in the pot: "It feels like feeding a pig."

"Are you myopia?" Xiang Xi put his face in front of him, "Whose pig can look so beautiful in me? Still so obedient?"

"My family," said Cheng Boyan, "My pigs can make tea, and their legs are still very long, long and straight."

"That's right!" Xiang Xi was happy when he heard this. He took two steps back, raised his leg, and stepped onto the edge of the desk: "Look at these long and straight legs!"

"Take it down!" Cheng Boyan slapped him on the leg, "You might as well put it in the pot, I can stew it in one pot!"

Xiang Xi quickly retracted his legs and hid against the wall: "The legs just grew, and you broke them again."

"No," Cheng Boyan washed his hands and turned to the living room. "I have to write down a hundred chapters of the agreement, so I can't drag it out any more."

"Hey! Hey... why did it become a hundred chapters?" Xiang Xi rushed over and grabbed him, "I was wrong. I won't raise my legs anymore. You can cook first and calm down. You have to write a hundred chapters until tomorrow..."

"I have to deal with you sooner or later." Cheng Boyan glared at him.

"Clean up! Must be packed!" Xiang Xi nodded vigorously, then hanged Cheng Boyan and pushed into the kitchen, "How to pack up?"

"You guess." Cheng Boyan said seriously.

"I... can't guess," Xiang Xi smiled, "You are crazy from time to time, I don't know what you are thinking in your mind."

"I think a lot," Cheng Boyan turned around and continued to make pork ribs porridge. "I'm so tired when I go to work and eat. This patient is really unreasonable. How long will it take to go home? Don't get stuck in traffic? Where did you see this book last time..."

Xiang Xi was so happy that he leaned against the wall and smiled for a long time before rubbing his face: "Hey, I actually like you very much."

"Hmm?" Cheng Boyan put the blanched ribs into the pot.

"It's when you say such things," Xiang Xi laughed twice, "very cute."

"The flattery is a bit obvious," Cheng Boyan turned around and glanced at him, "But I like to listen, all the ribs in the pot will belong to you tonight."

Cheng Boyan’s pork rib porridge is not very good, which is because the pork ribs are delicious, which makes the pot of pork not look too boring.

However, the green vegetables were not so lucky. Xiang Xi chewed a piece of ribs and picked up a chopstick of green vegetables. He swallowed it and sighed: "At least add some oil. This green vegetables are like wild vegetables, so it's better to eat them raw."

"Then you eat it raw, there are some in the kitchen, and it has been washed." Cheng Boyan said.

"I mean put some oil!" Xiang Xi said.

"Do you think you can stir-fry it with water?" Cheng Boyan picked up the plate of vegetables and lifted it under the lamp. "I saw whether the oil was gone, it was not that there was no oil, but that it was not too much, every day..."

"Ahh, I understand," Xiang Xi said quickly, "No more than 30 grams per day, two spoonfuls."

"Or why I'll pour you some olive oil and dip it in." Cheng Boyan felt a little embarrassed to see him like that. He had been used to such a diet since he was a child. Xiang Xi probably couldn't adapt to it for a while. The main reason was that the dishes were too unpalatable, and it would be even more unpalatable without oil.

"Who have you seen eating vegetables with dipping oil," Xiang Xi laughed, "Why do you want to give me some Lao Ganma."

"There is no Lao Ganma," Cheng Boyan pointed to himself, "Only his own father."

"Dad, please give me some soy sauce?" Xiang Xi sighed.
Chapter completed!