SFS Chapter 153 Pleasure
Chapter 153 Pleasure
Thinking that he had never seen Shang Wan cook in all the time he had worked here, He Sizhi asked, "Why isn't Miss Xiaohuan cooking today?"
Shang Wan pointed at the wooden shed and said, "The three of them quarreled while I was away, and then they started fighting. They used knives and were all seriously injured. They are resting in the house now. Now the two kids and I are the only ones who can move."
You can’t let two kids who are not even ten years old in total cook, right?
The kitchen must not be blown up.
Even if she is a cooking killer, she can at least make two dishes.
Hearing this powerful reason, He Sizhi swallowed his saliva.
What hatred or grudge does this family have? It's okay to quarrel, but what about fighting and causing serious injuries? Are they enemies?
"Madam Shang, the dishes you made may not be suitable for them to eat."
Shang Wan sighed, "I know I have to make a sick meal. Isn't this a trial? I used four cooking methods for the rabbit meat alone. Please help me choose which one tastes good."
He Sizhi finally understood where all the black food on the table came from. If you can't cook, don't cook. Isn't that just a waste of food?
It's impossible to taste the food, he hasn't lived enough.
He Sizhi pointed at his apprentice and said, "Gao Yan was an apprentice in a restaurant for a month. He can cook some home-cooked dishes."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Shang Wan waved at Gao Yan and pointed to the kitchen. "I leave it to you. Feel free to use anything in it."
In order to avoid being poisoned by the pile of food-like things on the table, Gao Yan resolutely took on the arduous task of cooking.
Ma Jieyong just recovered now. He almost choked to death from the bowl of soup just now.
Liangliang considerately brought him some water. Ma Jieyong drank half of it before he suddenly asked, "Where did you get this water?"
Liangliang pointed to the well.
Ma Jieyong: ...He shouldn’t have asked!
Ma Jieyong made quite a noise just now, and Lu Chengjing was woken up by him. He put on his coat and came out to see what was going on.
As soon as he showed up, the three members of the He family all looked at him, examining him up and down. His arm was hanging up, and it looked like he was seriously injured.
Shang Wan walked over quickly and touched his forehead; the fever had subsided.
"It's still a while before dinner, go back and lie down."
Lu Chengjing shook his head, "If you sleep any longer, you won't be able to sleep at night."
He saw the large pile of dishes on the table, calculated the time, and looked down at Shang Wan, "Did you cook this?"
Shang Wan nodded.
"Let me try it." Lu Chengjing stepped over, reached out and picked up a pair of clean chopsticks, picked up a black cube from the nearest plate, and put it into his mouth without hesitation.
The raw material should be meat, but it was burnt and hard, too salty with a little bit of sweetness and bitterness. The taste was really weird.
He put down his chopsticks, drank a sip of water calmly, and continued to taste the next dish.
Eat a piece of food with chopsticks and drink a sip of water at a moderate pace.
Shang Wan made sure that she washed the vegetables very cleanly and didn't put anything weird in them, but seeing the way Lu Chengjing ate, she was really worried that he would have diarrhea.
"Okay, stop eating." She reached out and grabbed Lu Chengjing's chopsticks.
"It's edible, but it's overcooked and too salty. Some dishes don't need sugar."
Lu Chengjing took another sip of water and pointed out the dishes that had sugar in them. "If you don't add sugar and put a little less salt, it should be delicious."
"These dishes are too oily and greasy. Just use less oil."
"The chicken was over-fried, burnt and hard to chew."
Lu Chengjing had just tasted most of the dishes on the table and carefully pointed out the pros and cons of each dish.
Shang Wan was in a complicated mood. To say he was unhappy was not right. To say he was happy was not quite right.
It's like opening a bottle of soda and bubbles keep coming out.
His eyes swept across Lu Chengjing's face, which still had two small scars, and Shang Wan tentatively defined this feeling as joy.
She coughed lightly, "Next time, just praise me."
"Okay." Lu Chengjing curved his eyes and pointed at the dragon carved out of a carrot in the middle. "My wife's knife skills are amazing."
Shang Wan: I’m not good at cooking, but I can make do with the presentation of the dishes.
Thanks to Gao Yan's efforts, dinner was served.
The taste can't be said to be good nor bad, but it's edible anyway.
After seeing Shang Wan’s cooking skills, no one dared to ask for more. As long as they could eat and survive, that was enough.
After dinner, the four members of the He family washed up and went to rest early. As for the Shang Wan family, they did not feel sleepy because the wounded had slept too long in the afternoon.
Xiaohuan woke up once, drank the medicine in a daze, and fell asleep again.
Shitou was sitting at the table. After learning from Shang Wan that the peddler's body had been buried, he looked up at the stars in the sky without saying a word.
Yuanyuan held the milk jug and also looked up at the stars like him.
After watching for a while, he felt that the stars seen from this position were different from those seen by Uncle Shi Tou. The little guy climbed into Shi Tou's arms and sat down, tilting his head with him to look at the same stars.
Feeling the soft little ball on his leg, Shitou gently pinched her round little face, raised his hand and pointed at the stars, teaching her everything he knew.
Yuanyuan listened attentively with her big eyes open, drank some milk from time to time, and then nodded her head seriously.
Chu Xu always stole glances at Lu Chengjing while holding his teacup. 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, "Is your leg good or bad?"
His gaze moved from the wheelchair where Lu Chengjing was sitting to his legs. This man had clearly stood up in the afternoon and was walking very briskly. Why was he sitting in a wheelchair again now?
Lu Chengjing said: "I was injured before and couldn't stand. I just recovered."
Chu Xu nodded and muttered softly, "No wonder you want a place in the Imperial College."
"You saved me again today. Don't worry, even if I throw a tantrum and get spanked, I will definitely get you a place in the Imperial College."
Lu Chengjing: “…”
Chu Xu looked at him, his cat-like eyes showing some dissatisfaction, "Do you also think I'm 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 did not answer but asked: "Have you finished writing the letter?"
"I wrote it before dinner." Chu Xu took the envelope out of his arms and pushed it to Lu Chengjing's hand for him to see.
The envelope was very thick and had a bulge in it.
Lu Chengjing didn't open it and pushed the envelope back as it was.
Chu Xu couldn't help but mutter, "Aren't you just worried that I'll write something I shouldn't in the letter? I'm showing it to you but I won't read it. Why are you so weird?"
Lu Chengjing took a sip of water and glanced at him, "You wrote a secret letter."
Chu Xu: “…”
Yes, he forgot about that.
The child blushed, put the envelope in his arms, and went to listen to Shi Tou talk about the stars in the sky.
Unfortunately, the two had different opinions about the stars and started arguing.
Although they are ten years apart in age, they are still arguing back and forth and are evenly matched.
Yuanyuan clenched her little hands, looked left and right, puffed up her cheeks in confusion, and simply decided not to help anyone, and crawled along the stool to find her father to listen to a story.