The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 29 Recruitment Advertisement
Fu Yuan suddenly sat up from the bed in shock. It took her a while to suppress the lingering feeling of loss in her dream.

The dream just now was too real. She was in it for a moment and fell into a dazed state.

After a while, my stomach started to growl again and the feeling of hunger came over me like a tide.

She walked to the refrigerator in her slippers, opened the door, and saw that there were only a few snacks left inside.

The chocolate that had softened last week due to the power outage had solidified again. She peeled off the chocolate shell, put the dark chocolate inside into her mouth, and let the bitterness spread on the tip of her tongue.

The eggs and pancakes that were originally placed on the refrigerator shelf were all gone.

Fu Yuan sighed softly, rubbed his stomach with his hand, turned around and picked up his phone, thinking about going to the convenience store to stock up on some instant noodles.

At this moment, the phone suddenly vibrated violently and a strange number called.

Suddenly my phone vibrated and a strange number came in.

She picked up the phone.

"Hello, I saw that you are hiring a private chef, right?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a young boy's crisp and tentative voice. It sounded somewhat familiar, but Fu Yuan's head was dizzy at the moment and he didn't have time to think about it.

"Um……"

She responded vaguely, and her thoughts finally came back to her mind. She suddenly remembered that last week she had a sudden impulse and half-jokingly posted a message on QQ space to recruit a chef.

But I just mentioned it casually at the time. I was already living a tight life, so how could I afford to hire a chef? I might as well take the time to learn how to make fried noodles...

"Hello, may I ask about your working hours?"

The guy on the other end of the phone didn't ask directly about the salary, but about the working hours.

Fu Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said frankly, "The salary I offer here is not high, 500 a month. Is that acceptable to you? Just come once a day, at a time that's convenient for you. You need to prepare three meals a day and put them in the refrigerator."

The boy on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, the voice came again: "Okay, can I come to you now?"

Fu Yuan responded, and they added each other on WeChat, and she sent the address.

As for whether he would be out of town, she didn't think much about it.

Being able to see her recruitment on her space means that you have some understanding of where she lives.

Fu Yuan bought two buckets of instant noodles and had just boiled water when he heard a knock on the door.

"Sister Yuan, it's me." The boy outside the door shouted.

Fu Yuan opened the door and Qi Heng stood outside and smiled at her.

"Ah? Why are you here?" Fu Yuan was a little surprised and quickly invited the person into the rented house.

No wonder I felt the voice sounded familiar before, I didn’t think too much about it at the time.

She rubbed her cheeks and blew into her palms.

The weather has suddenly turned cold. I just went out to buy some things and my clothes were too thin, so I still feel a little cold now.

"Aren't you a junior?" Fu Yuan asked him to sit down. He looked around and saw nothing to eat in his rented apartment. He usually lived alone and didn't have a water dispenser, so he just drank 1.5L bottles of mineral water.

"Yeah." Qi Heng didn't sit down. Instead, he stood up and walked to the empty kitchen. He turned around and asked her, "Do you need me to buy groceries?"

"Let me go with you!" Fu Yuan did not refuse.

The rented house is in the old city, which is quite quiet with patches of farmland intertwined. There are only small shops here. If you want to buy fresh vegetables, you have to go to a supermarket farther away.

"Get in." Fu Yuan pushed out the scooter for commuting and patted the back seat.

Qi Heng raised an eyebrow, a look of doubt on his face: "Can your car carry this?" Fu Yuan nodded and found a Pikachu helmet from the room, which looked a bit like a women's one, "Put it on, it's safer."

Qi Heng took the helmet with an indescribable look on his face. He looked at the pink mouse helmet on her head and put it on silently.

"How about I drive?" Qi Heng sat in the back seat, his back leaning against the seat, feeling a little awkward.

Fu Yuan turned the handle and the car started slowly. She turned back and smiled slightly, "It's okay, trust me."

The car was driving slowly on the road.

Qi Heng looked at the side of the road and saw an old farmer carrying a hoe, walking side by side with them.

He glanced at the dashboard, 10 km/h, and couldn't help but weakly called out: "Sister Yuan..."

Fu Yuan tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Qi Heng asked: "How many yards can you drive this car?"

Fu Yuan thought for a moment and said, "The boss said the fastest speed is 25 kilometers per hour, and the road speed cannot exceed 15 kilometers per hour. My speed is normal."

Qi Heng: "...Is that so?"

Fu Yuan looked determined, his eyes fixed on the front: "It will probably take another 10 minutes."

Qi Heng remembered that he had run here, and it seemed to have taken only about ten minutes.

He shifted his gaze to the helmet on her head. "We're driving so fast, so we don't need to wear a helmet, right?"

Fu Yuan shook his head, a little scared: "I was caught by the traffic police for not wearing a helmet before, and they fined me 50 yuan."

Qi Heng was a little surprised: "Ah?" You need to wear a helmet even though you are so slow?
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The supermarket is not very big, the sign is a bit faded, and there are a few bicycles parked at the door.

Two people were walking inside.

"Sister Yuan, what kind of dishes do you like?" Qi Heng came to the fresh food area and shouted to Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan slowly left the snack area, looked at the vegetables, and frowned, "It's all fine, it doesn't matter."

Qi Heng understood what he meant and thought that he just didn’t like eating vegetables.

He picked up two carrots and a bunch of lettuce with familiarity and turned to walk towards the meat.

Fu Yuan looked at the vegetables in his hand, silently took out two bags, and added three carrots and two bundles of lettuce.

Qi Heng turned around, looking puzzled, and walked up to her and said, "Just buy enough vegetables for one or two days. I'll come over tomorrow to buy more. They won't be fresh if they're left out for too long."

"I...have a better appetite." Fu Yuan didn't dare look at him when he said this, for fear that the new chef would run away.

Qi Heng scratched his head, feeling a sense of foreboding: "How much can you eat in one meal?"

Fu Yuan couldn't guess. She had never eaten her fill since college. "You can make as much as you want. I can eat it all."

Qi Heng was a little skeptical and looked at her flat abdomen. "Okay."

Having said that, he took half of the carrots and lettuce and put them in the vegetable pile. Looking at Fu Yuan's expression, he didn't put all of them in after all.

"Are there any meat restrictions?" He walked while flipping through his phone, which contained recipes from Xiaohongshu. "Do you eat chicken, duck, fish, goose, cow, sheep, dog, and pig?"

Fu Yuan: ...

"I don't eat dog meat," Fu Yuan said. After a moment's thought, he added, "I've never eaten goose or mutton, and I don't want to eat them."

Qi Heng walked in front, "Okay, I'll remember that."

(End of this chapter)