Chapter 155 Pleasure
Remembering that he had never seen Shang Wan cooking after working here for so long, He asked with four fingers: "Why isn't Miss Xiaohuan cooking today?"
Shang Wan pointed to the wooden shed, "The three of them quarreled while I was away. They started fighting, quarreling and using knives. They were all seriously injured. They were resting in the room. The only ones who could move now were me and Two babies.”
You can't let two kids who are less than ten years old together take charge of it, right?
Don’t blow up the kitchen.
No matter how good she is at cooking, she can still produce two plates of food.
Hearing this powerful reason, He Sizhi swallowed.
This family has no grudges. It’s just a quarrel. What’s the point of being seriously injured? Is this an enemy?
"Mrs. Shang, the dishes you cooked may not be suitable for them."
Shang Wan clicked his tongue, "I know I have to make a sick meal, isn't this a try? I used four cooking methods for rabbit meat alone. Please help me choose which one is delicious."
He Sizhi finally knew where the dark dishes on this big table came from. If you're not good at cooking, don't cook. Isn't this just a waste of food?
It is impossible to test dishes. He has not lived enough yet.
He pointed at his apprentice with four fingers, "Gao Yan once worked as an apprentice in a restaurant for a month and can make home-cooked dishes."
"I didn't tell you earlier." Shang Wan waved to Gao Yan and pointed to the kitchen, "I leave it to you. You can use the contents as you like."
In order not to let himself be poisoned by the pile of vegetable-like things on the table, Gao Yan resolutely took on the arduous task of cooking.
Ma Jieyong only came to his senses now. He almost died from the bowl of soup just now.
Liangliang thoughtfully brought him water. Ma Jieyong was halfway through drinking before he remembered and asked, "Where did this water come from?"
Liangliang pointed at the well.
Ma Jieyong: ...He shouldn't have asked!
Ma Jieyong had made a lot of noise just now, so Lu Chengjing asked him to wake him up, put on his coat and came out to take a look.
As soon as he showed up, the eyes of the three people in the He family all fell on him. They looked up and down. The arm was hanging up. It seemed that the injury was indeed serious.
Shang Wan walked over quickly and reached out to touch his forehead. The heat had subsided.
"We won't eat until a while later, go back and lie down."
Lu Chengjing shook his head, "I won't be able to sleep again tonight."
He saw the pile of dishes on the table, counted the time, and looked down at Shang Wan, "Did you cook it?"
Shang Wan nodded.
"Let me have a taste." Lu Chengjing stepped over, reached for a pair of clean chopsticks, picked up a black cube on the nearest plate, and put it into his mouth without hesitation.
The raw material should be meat, which is burnt and hard, with a little sweetness and a little bitterness from the excessive saltiness. The taste is really strange.
He put down his chopsticks and calmly took a sip of water before continuing to taste the next dish.
Eat a chopstick of food and drink a sip of water, not in a hurry or slowly.
Shang Wan made sure that she washed the dishes very clean and didn't put anything weird in them, but with the way Lu Chengjing ate them, she was really worried that he would have diarrhea.
"Okay, don't eat." She reached out and grabbed Lu Chengjing's chopsticks.
"It's edible, but the heat is too high and the salt is too heavy. There is no need to add sugar to some dishes."
Lu Chengjing took another sip of water and ordered the dishes with sugar, "If there is no sugar and less salt, it should be delicious."
"These dishes are very oily and will make you feel tired after eating them. Just add less oil."
"The chicken was over fried, it was burnt and you couldn't bite it."
Lu Chengjing had just tasted most of the dishes on the table and carefully explained the pros and cons of each dish.
Shang Wan was in a mixed mood. Say he was unhappy. No, say he was happy. That was almost meaningless.
It's like unscrewing a bottle of soda and bubbles keep rising.
Gazing across Lu Chengjing's side face with two small scratches, Shang Wan tentatively defined this mood as happiness. She coughed lightly and said, "Next time, I'll just praise you."
"Okay." Lu Chengjing curled his eyes and pointed at the dragon carved from a radish in the middle, "My lady is very good at swordsmanship."
Shang Wan: I’m not good at cooking, so I just make a mess of the dishes.
Thanks to Gao Yan's efforts, dinner was served.
The taste can't be called good or bad, but it's just so-so and edible.
After seeing Shang Wan's cooking skills, everyone did not dare to ask for more, as long as they could survive after eating.
After the meal, the four members of the He family washed up early and went to rest. Shang Wan's family did not feel sleepy because the wounded slept too long in the afternoon.
Xiaohuan woke up once, drank the medicine in a daze, and fell asleep again.
Shitou sat at the table. After learning from Shang Wan that the salesman's body had been buried, he raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky without saying a word.
Yuanyuan hugged the milk bottle and imitated him, raising her little head to look at the stars.
After watching it for a while, I felt that this position was different from the stars that Uncle Shitou saw. The little guy climbed into Shitou's arms and sat down, raising his head with him to look at the same stars.
Feeling a soft ball on her leg, Shitou gently pinched her round face, raised her hand and pointed at the stars, teaching her everything she knew.
Yuanyuan listened carefully with her big eyes open, taking a sip of milk from time to time, and then nodding her head seriously.
Chu Xu always glanced at Lu Chengjing while holding the tea cup. Whenever Lu Chengjing looked over, he immediately turned away. After three or four times, when he looked over again, Lu Chengjing asked him directly: "What do you want to say?"
Chu Xu blurted out, "Are your legs good or bad?"
His eyes moved from the wheelchair Lu Chengjing was sitting on to his legs. This man had obviously stood up in the afternoon. He was walking like flying. Why was he sitting in a wheelchair again now?
Lu Chengjing said: "I was injured before and couldn't stand, but I just recovered."
Chu Xu nodded and whispered, "No wonder you want a spot in the Imperial College."
"You saved me again today. Don't worry, even if you roll around and get spanked, I will definitely get you a place in the Imperial College."
Lu Chengjing: "..."
Chu Xu looked at him, a pair of cat eyes filled with dissatisfaction, "Do you also think that I am a child and look down on me?"
Lu Chengjing: "No."
Chu Xu didn't understand, "Then why are you unhappy? Don't all scholars want to enter the Imperial College?"
Lu Chengjing asked instead, "Have you finished writing your letter?"
"I wrote it before eating." Chu Xu took the envelope out of his arms and pushed it to Lu Chengjing for him to read.
The envelope was thick and bulging.
Lu Chengjing didn't open it, but pushed the envelope back as it was.
Chu Xu couldn't help but mutter: "Aren't you just worried that I wrote something in the letter that I shouldn't have written? Why are you so weird when I show it to you but don't read it?"
Lu Chengjing took a sip of water and glanced at him, "What you wrote is a secret letter."
Chu Xu: "..."
That's right, he forgot about this.
The child blushed, put the envelope in his arms, and listened to Shitou talking about the stars in the sky.
Unfortunately, the two had different views on the stars, and they started to quarrel while talking.
There is a difference of ten years, but it is so noisy that you and I are evenly matched.
Yuanyuan held her little hand, looked left and right with her little head, puffed her cheeks in confusion, and simply refused to help anyone, crawling along the stool to find her father to listen to the story.