The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 5: For a single meal, the spirited young woman transforms into a maid to serve Chen Mo!

The little deer was the first to smell it, and its playful antics stopped as if a pause button had been pressed.

She raised her head, her nostrils flared twice, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Can you smell something delicious?"

She started moving towards the edge of the bed as she spoke.

Xiao Rou stopped laughing, sat up, and sniffed.

"It smells like... meat?"

Sister Nan had already gotten out of bed, her bare feet touching the floor, and walked to the door, opening it a crack.

The aroma immediately intensified, seeping in through the crack in the door. It was the caramelized scent of pork ribs after blanching and stir-frying with sugar, mixed with the spiciness of ginger slices and star anise.

"It's braised pork ribs."

Sister Nan was very certain of her judgment; she used to work at a food stall and was very familiar with the taste.

The three people's stomachs growled almost simultaneously.

They barely ate anything all day. They each ate a steamed bun in the morning, and at noon they survived on the two bottles of Monster Energy that Sister Nan bought.

Xiao Lu was the first to open the door, stepping barefoot onto the hallway floor and tiptoeing towards the kitchen.

Xiao Rou followed behind her, her bare legs almost blindingly white in the shadows of the corridor.

Sister Nan walked at the very back, her steps were very light, but her eyes were always fixed on the direction of the kitchen.

The kitchen door was open, and warm yellow light shone from inside.

Chen Mo stood in front of the stove, wearing a dark gray hoodie with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing a section of his muscular forearm.

He was stirring the ribs in the pot with a spatula, each piece coated with a bright red sugar color, sizzling in the oil.

Next to the stove was a plate of chopped potatoes, and a dish of chopped green onions and minced garlic.

The little deer clung to the kitchen door frame, only half its head peeking out, its eyes fixed on the ribs in the pot, and it swallowed involuntarily.

Chen Mo caught a glimpse of the three heads at the door out of the corner of his eye, and said something without turning his head.

Are you hungry?

The little deer immediately jumped out from behind the door frame, put its hands behind its back, and smiled obsequiously.

"Brother, you can cook? That's amazing!"

Xiao Rou also came out and whispered something.

"It smells so good."

Sister Nan's gaze swept from the stove to the refrigerator, and then from the refrigerator to Chen Mo's back.

"Do you need our help?"

Her tone was very natural, as if a roommate who had lived there for a long time was being polite to her roommate.

Chen Mo turned the heat down, put the lid on the pot, and glanced at them.

Three girls stood barefoot at the kitchen doorway, their hair disheveled and their clothes covered in dust from sitting on the street.

But their eyes were very bright, as bright as three kittens that had spotted a fish.

"No need for help, just go and tidy up the table and set out the dishes."

The three girls immediately sprang into action.

Little Deer ran to the dining table to wipe it, Little Rou tiptoed to open the cupboard to get the bowls and chopsticks, and Sister Nan pulled the chair out from under the table and set it up.

The movements weren't exactly skillful, but they were enthusiastic enough.

As Chen Mo watched their busy figures, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

The five yuan rent brought in three free laborers, along with a bunch of rewards from the system.

This deal is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

As Chen Mo watched the three girls bustling around, he couldn't help but think of Lin Wan, who had yelled at him at the entrance of the residential area earlier that day.

The so-called blind date disliked that he bought a house in the county town, that he wasn't ambitious enough, and that he didn't have a future in a big city.

But what about these three energetic young women in front of us?

Even though the three of them had to chip in to pay the fifty yuan room fee.

But they would immediately get to work after he gave the order, wiping the table, setting the table, moving chairs, and doing everything they could to help.

Most importantly, these energetic young women are great at providing emotional value.

They are obedient and perceptive; they will do whatever you ask without any resistance, and are extremely compliant.

Compared to Chen Mo's previous blind date, it was like comparing heaven and earth, there was no comparison.

Chen Mo smiled, turned around and went back to the stove, lifting the lid of the casserole.

A rich aroma of meat, accompanied by steam, wafts over. The ribs are stewed to perfection, their caramelized color shimmering like amber in the broth.

He used to live in a big city and cooked for himself almost every day to save money, so he had already developed pretty good cooking skills.

So when he brought the casserole of pork ribs to the table, the three girls' eyes lit up.

The little deer stared intently at the glistening, oily ribs in the casserole, its mouth practically watering.

Xiao Rou's reaction was even more direct. Her big, almond-shaped eyes widened, her nostrils twitched incessantly, and she leaned over the edge of the dining table, wishing she could bury her face in the casserole.

Sister Nan was a bit more reserved than the other two, but her throat bobbed involuntarily as her gaze remained fixed on the pot of ribs.

Chen Mo turned around to go to the kitchen to get a bowl to serve rice. He had just taken a step when he heard a series of hurried footsteps behind him.

"Brother, let me do it, you can just sit!"

The little deer darted over and snatched the rice spoon from his hand.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, before he could say anything.

Xiao Rou had already come around from the other side, carrying a stack of bowls in both hands. She tiptoed past him and placed the bowls one by one on the dining table.

"Brother, you've worked hard cooking. Leave the small tasks like serving the rice to us."

As Xiao Rou set the bowls, she smiled sweetly at him, her delicately made-up face radiating sincerity.

Chen Mo had no choice but to turn around and prepare to serve the soup. Just as he reached the stove, he heard footsteps behind him again.

"Brother, let me serve the soup. You can rest for a bit."

Sister Nan blinked her big eyes, her hands already prepared to ladle the soup.

Chen Mo looked at her youthful and beautiful face and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Okay, you can do it."

He handed her the spoon and turned to walk towards the dining table.

As soon as he sat down in the chair, a pair of hands were placed on his shoulders.

Her fingers were slender and gentle, with a softness and warmth unique to young girls, as her fingertips lightly kneaded the muscles of his shoulder.

Chen Mo turned his head slightly and saw a head of pinkish-purple pigtails.

It's Xiaorou.

She stood behind him, slightly bent over, her chin almost touching the top of his head, her hands rubbing his shoulders. Her movements weren't exactly professional, but they were earnest enough.

"Brother, you must be tired from cooking. Let me give you a shoulder massage."

Her voice came down from above, soft and sweet, with a hint of ingratiating sweetness.

Chen Mo felt the softness of the small hands behind him, the ten slender fingers kneading his shoulders and neck.

Although the force wasn't great, the location was perfect, pinching right on the muscles that were most sore.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and his mood improved as a result.

As expected, the younger sister is the most sensible.

They may be poor, they may not have a decent job, or they may have all sorts of negative labels attached to them.

But they know who is good to them, and they know how to repay that kindness.

Even if it's just a meal, they will use the most direct way to maximize the emotional value.

Unlike some people, who feel unworthy of you even when you treat them with all your heart.

When Xiaolu brought over the cooked rice, she saw Xiaorou massaging Chen Mo and immediately became anxious.

"Oh, Xiaorou, you jumped the gun!"

She slammed the bowl on the table, ran around the table to the other side of Chen Mo, squatted down and started pounding his legs.

"Brother, she massages my shoulders and I massage my legs, we have a clear division of labor."

As Xiao Lu pounded on her fist, she looked up at Chen Mo and smiled, her eyeliner-lined eyes curving into two crescent moons.

Sister Nan came over with the last bowl of tomato and egg drop soup. When she saw this scene, her lips twitched. She placed the soup bowl in the middle of the table and then pulled out a chair to sit down.

Instead of joining the massage party, she picked up the bowl in front of Chen Mo and ladled out a bowl of soup with a spoon.

Then she scooped up a spoonful of soup with a small spoon, thoughtfully blew on it before gently handing it to Chen Mo.

"Brother, have some soup to warm your stomach first."

Chen Mo glanced at her, then opened his mouth and took a sip.

Feeling the meticulous care, Chen Mo was in a good mood.

He felt like an ancient landlord, enjoying the service of his maids.

This feeling can be summed up in one word.

Cool!