When Jessica Jones brought all her wealth to her boss's house, she was a little surprised. According to her original imagination, she thought she would see a typical bachelor-style apartment - messy, with garbage baskets
It was stuffed with takeout packaging, and the living room was filled with a musty smell.
But unexpectedly, when she walked in, she only saw a clean, bright, and tidy living room. She saw that the windows had been wiped clean, the floor was spotless, and the furniture was arranged in an orderly manner, which made her wonder if she had entered the wrong room.
The door.
Richard walked in as if nothing had happened and looked at her strange expression: "What, what is this reaction?"
"No, I just thought your place would be... messier." Jessica said, "Because I think single men's houses are usually like that."
"I prefer to keep things tidy, which allows me to find what I'm looking for faster when I need it." Richard shrugged, "Besides, not all single men are like you said. On the contrary.
Come here and say, as a girl, is your room always spotless?"
Jessica recalled the bedroom she had lived in before she was kicked out by her landlord. For a brief moment, images of clothes all over the floor, bed sheets in messy sheets, and trash cans overflowing popped into her mind...
"That makes sense." She was immediately convinced.
Afterwards, Richard showed Jessica her room. Jessica also had to admit that the boss really took good care of her when it came to renting a house. The room he vacated was quite spacious and had plenty of light. The most important thing was the price.
It was indeed cheap. Jessica knew that if she wanted to rent such a bedroom in a nearby area, the rent would be at least twice as much - assuming the landlord was willing to rent it.
In this way, the two of them can barely be considered roommates. Richard thinks this is good for him. Anyway, he is quite bored living in such a big apartment alone. It is also good to have someone to talk to every day. And Jessica
Although she never pays attention to image and is a bit sloppy, she can't stand it because she is good-looking and looks good on the eyes.
But since they are roommates, they have to discuss some practical issues. For example...
"Can you cook?" Richard asked.
Jessica shook her head like a rattle: "No."
"Then what did you eat when you lived alone for so long?"
"takeout......"
"anything else?"
"Pizza, nachos...something like that."
"..."
Is it true that superheroes are busy saving the world and have no time to care about trivial matters like daily necessities?
So Richard had to cook by himself and prepare dinner for two people. Fortunately, he had already mastered the cooking skill before traveling through time. After traveling through time, he got a complete set of Chinese kitchen utensils for himself when he had the conditions.
It didn't take long for him to get used to the taste of old America, but he still felt that the taste was a little worse than the taste in his hometown. As expected, he still had to make this piece by himself.
Tonight’s recipe is sweet and sour pork ribs, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a pot of seaweed and egg soup.
When Jessica saw two plates of food and hot rice placed in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned: "Chinese food?"
"Hmm." Richard sat down across the table, "Can't you get used to it?"
Jessica shook her head: "It's okay."
If you still owe the rent, you will take advantage of the landlord. If you are picky and picky, even if you "can't afford to offend" the lady, you will be embarrassed to some extent.
It wasn't until dinner started that Richard realized he had missed a small problem.
That means Jessica can't use chopsticks.
But the girl didn't say anything. She watched Richard skillfully pick up the chopsticks and start picking up the food. After studying it for a moment, she bravely tried to pick up the chopsticks and imitated him.
Picked up a chopstick of pork ribs...and dropped it.
Picked up another piece of egg...and dropped it again.
She didn't speak, so Richard didn't mention it. He was happy to watch her trying hard while eating. He saw Jessica staring at her big black beautiful eyes, staring at the tips of her chopsticks without blinking, slowly.
He hesitated and tried to pick up a piece of ribs again... and then it fell back to the plate.
Seeing this girl stubbornly failing several times, Richard finally felt that it was a bit too cruel to continue like this, so he smiled and said: "Forget it, I'll get you a spoon..."
"don't want!"
Jessica quits. I can even lift a truck with my bare hands, so why am I afraid of just two sticks like yours?
She doesn't believe this is evil.
Richard shrugged and said no more. However, he went to the kitchen to find a spoon and put it next to Jessica. But Jessica ignored it completely and continued to practice hard with concentration. Her emotions were affected by this.
The two chopsticks were tossing more and more out of control, anger welling up, and my fingertips subconsciously exerted a little more force...
Bang!
She, Jessica Jones, was so powerful that she could stop a car with one hand. How could two chopsticks bear such strength? Then with a crisp sound, the chopsticks were overwhelmed and neatly broke into two pieces.
Jessica blinked her beautiful big eyes blankly, and then asked a little guiltily: "This... shouldn't be very expensive, right?"
Richard's face was expressionless: "Your bonus for next month is gone too."
Jessica's eyes widened.
It’s not that I don’t study well, don’t lie to me. Although I have never used this thing, can it be worth so much money if it’s just two sticks?
It's over, it's over, if she continues like this, won't she really be in debt the more she works? She suddenly feels that one day she will be so in debt that she can't even sell herself to pay it off.
"Just kidding." Richard smiled, "That's not worth a lot of money. But seriously, you'd better just use a spoon."
"oh."
This time Jessica was obedient.
Huh, if adults don't remember the faults of villains, I won't be as knowledgeable as a little chopstick like you.
After struggling for so long, Jessica finally took her first bite of sweet and sour pork ribs. She nodded and said seriously: "It's delicious."
Richard said it was very helpful to be praised by the beautiful woman. He smiled and nodded: "As long as it tastes good, eat more, and the food expenses will be deducted from your salary in the future..."
Jessica stopped moving again, her teeth that had just bitten a piece of ribs stopped, and she looked at Richard with big bright eyes, as if she didn't know whether she should take this bite or not.
It's a pity that she thought her boss was actually a pretty good person just now, but now it seems that she is still too naive. How could there be a good boss? Sure enough, all capitalists have the same ugly face!
Actually, after thinking about it for a moment, she felt that this was actually quite reasonable. After all, she didn't know how to cook, so renting a house at such a low price was already a special consideration from the boss, and eating and drinking every day was indeed a bit unjustifiable.
....
Forget it, just pay the money, she doesn't care anymore.
It’s just that Jessica Jones feels vaguely that she seems to be drifting away on the road of “selling herself”...
(Thanks to the book friend brother for sharing three or five bottles of Tokyo is not too hot 16,170124130218282 for the reward!)