After Transmigration: Unexpectedly Wed the Ruthless Tycoon-Chapter 85 Not Hungry

Chen Bajin’s mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

She looked at Gu Fuqiao in surprise and said, "I used to work as an accountant in a hospital for a while, twelve yuan is almost half a month’s salary for me! Your Yan Camp Commander is really kind to you!"

When it comes to money, Yan Zhen Guo was very generous to her, almost all his money was given to her to manage.

But... the twelve yuan that was lost wasn’t given to her by Yan Zhen Guo... it was the manuscript fee she earned from writing.

Gu Fuqiao helplessly pressed her lips together and said, "Sigh... I didn’t mean to, I was in a good mood today and now it’s all down... but it’s okay... losing money is better than having a disaster, losing money is better than having a disaster!"

Chen Bajin, although heartbroken over the twelve yuan, knew it was useless to grieve over it now. Today, they had searched repeatedly under the scorching sun.

But they couldn’t find it... Anyway, the city is different from the countryside. In the countryside, people would return even a dime they found, but in the city... people might not return even a yuan or two, let alone over ten yuan!

Chen Bajin could only nod and say, "Yes, let’s just think of it that way, it might be a blessing in disguise!"

"Mm. Yes." Gu Fuqiao told herself the money was like a donation.

After she and Chen Bajin went upstairs, they each went home. They had bought quite a few groceries today, originally planning to make a very rich meal for Yan Zhen Guo and tell him she had an article published, so he could be more restrained in bed!

But now... mysteriously losing more than ten yuan, Gu Fuqiao wasn’t in the mood anymore.

She put the groceries in the kitchen, looked around, felt too down to cook, and just took a meal box to the canteen.

Speaking of which, it had been a long time since she went to the canteen for food. As soon as she walked in, she saw Su Jili napping on a bench.

Gu Fuqiao went over and called him, "Su Jili!"

"Here!" Su Jili thought it was a leader, jumped up immediately, clearly napping one second, standing poised like a soldier the next.

Seeing Su Jili’s quick change, Gu Fuqiao couldn’t help but laugh, guessing that he often napped like this.

"It’s you! Why didn’t you say anything?" Seeing it was Gu Fuqiao, Su Jili relaxed, sighed, and sat back down.

Gu Fuqiao was used to getting food when the canteen was empty, that way she didn’t have to queue.

And it was just after the cooks had finished making food and waiting for people to come, their only leisure moment.

Gu Fuqiao sighed and said, "Sigh, I hadn’t come to get food in a long while, didn’t feel like cooking today, so came to get some, how can you nap so much in a day and still be a cook."

"Tch, I’m a qualified cook." Su Jili, seeing Gu Fuqiao questioning his title, quickly raised an elbow and struck a heroic pose.

Gu Fuqiao laughed and said, "Alright, hurry and get me some food."

"Sure thing!" As a qualified cook, at the word food, Su Jili perked up immediately and went to the back of the canteen, took Gu Fuqiao’s meal box, and served food while saying, "Oh right, forgot to tell you, I’m going back to my hometown next month."

"Huh?" Gu Fuqiao was slightly taken aback, looking at Su Jili, "What’s going on? Aren’t you doing well as a cook?"

Not to mention, Su Jili’s hometown is rural, nowhere as good as the city.

"Sigh, it’s a long story, my family’s had too much going on, can’t stay out here alone..." Su Jili shook his head, not explaining why.

Seeing he didn’t want to say more, Gu Fuqiao didn’t press and only asked, "What do you plan to do after going back?"

"Probably get married, heard they’ve found a match for me, then back to farming!" Su Jili sighed.

Gu Fuqiao heard the loneliness in his words, thinking Su Jili probably didn’t want to leave the canteen, but something was forcing him to. "Your cooking skills are so good, I think it’s a waste to farm."

"Cooking..." Hearing the word, Su Jili gave a bitter smile and said, "But running a small restaurant is seen as not doing a proper business." ƒreewebɳovel.com

In these times, doing business instead of farming or finding a job is viewed as not serious work by most people.

"Then do you like cooking or farming better?" Gu Fuqiao asked looking at Su Jili.

Separated by a pane of glass, Su Jili thought for a moment and said without hesitation, "Still cooking."

"That’s it. Open a small restaurant after you return, maybe we’ll visit one day, make sure to give us a discount then!" Gu Fuqiao nodded and said.

Su Jili was a bit puzzled hearing her, "Discount... what’s that..."

Gu Fuqiao suddenly remembered, in these times, the market economy wasn’t as developed, and discounts weren’t common language.

So she stuttered, "Discount... means cheaper, we’re friends, you wouldn’t be stingy, right?"

Hearing this, Su Jili realized, "So that’s what a discount is! Got it, got it."

"Good, I’m heading back!" Gu Fuqiao took her meal box and left.

After getting home, Gu Fuqiao placed the meal box on the table, serving only for Yan Zhen Guo... as for herself... losing that money put her in such a bad mood, she couldn’t eat.

Glancing around the house, Gu Fuqiao sighed, "Today is so depressing I don’t even want to write." She went straight to her room to lie down.

A couple of hours later, as it got dark, Yan Zhen Guo returned. Seeing the meal box on the table, he looked towards the half-open bedroom door.

Today was different than usual; normally, happy or not, Gu Fuqiao would be chirping around outside, but today it was eerily quiet.

Yan Zhen Guo unbuttoned his clothes, took them off, hung them on the rack, and entered the room, seeing Gu Fuqiao lying on the bed with open eyes, asked, "Get up to eat."

"I’ve eaten." Gu Fuqiao’s reply was weak. She had been lying down for so long trying to sleep but couldn’t. She turned over to continue sleeping, but not hearing his retreating footsteps, sat up to see Yan Zhen Guo still standing by the bed.

Why isn’t he leaving?

Gu Fuqiao sat up, her body tired from lying too long, leaned softly against the headboard, and asked, "Why aren’t you eating, not hungry today?"