Chapter 1837 - 1817:
Qhianqhian and Mo were both sprinting with food all the way to the Forget Worries Tea House, after all... even if they didn’t want to eat, there were still many people watching and drooling...
If they ran into some acquaintances, how awkward would that be... Saying hello to people, and they would be too embarrassed to refuse them a taste, right? It’s just a taste...
But who can guarantee that after one bite, they wouldn’t want to continue eating?
Receiving the dishes sent by Qhianqhian, Luo Yanran was shocked, and solemnly used silver chopsticks to test for poison before he dared to eat.
However, he still insisted on waiting two hours after eating it before letting others eat...
In his words: "Shiqi, you have to leave at least one living person in our courtyard, right?"
Seeing Luo Yanran let out a sigh of relief, Qhianqhian rolled her eyes: "It was Shiliu who made it and asked me to bring it, I’m just the delivery person." After saying that, she snorted and left.
Luo Yanran was unanimously condemned by his wife’s brother and even everyone else, and suddenly he was speechlessly aggrieved. Who doesn’t know that Qhianqhian is the master of dark cuisine? She didn’t clarify who made it when she brought it, and if he didn’t check carefully, he’d really be afraid of problems... If he wasn’t attentive enough to his wife, he feared even his parents would flay him, okay? He even suspected himself to be the adopted one, and Qin Nuan to be the true member of the Luo Family, and now it seemed his sister was also not his sister anymore...
It looked like he seemed to have become a sinner? A kind of person out of place no matter where...
His sister snorted at him and ignored him, and his wife’s brother didn’t understand him either.
Luo Yanran felt utterly aggrieved like never before...
Qin Nuan was also speechless, thinking about it, she knew it was impossible that Qhianqhian would send food! Moreover, neither Di Jun nor He Wenyu came, which already explained a lot, didn’t it? It already fully proved that the person who made this wasn’t the one who delivered it, didn’t it?
He Wenyu was busy and couldn’t come, what’s he doing? Moreover, the food sent was very exquisite, not overcooked at all, how could it be Qhianqhian’s making?
While Luo Yanran was busy being aggrieved, without noticing, the food was already running out...
"Sister-in-law, eat more, I’ll bring you more next time there’s something tasty." Qhianqhian snorted at Luo Yanran again before leaving with Mo, casually taking away two newly baked meat pies.
Chewing on meat pies, the two returned to the small courtyard, seeing Ji Lei and Kuang Xiao already resigned to helping with the ingredients, they were quite surprised that He Wenyu could command these two? Everyone knew these two were known for only eating and not working, right!
He Wenyu declared, so easy, she just had to say if they didn’t help, they wouldn’t get to freeload. She didn’t believe that anyone who had tasted her cooking could stand canteen food. Unless they had money to buy from the Forget Worries Tea House, but... the Forget Worries Tea House here only served tea, not meals. Even if they could eat, it would be a bit unsatisfying, wouldn’t it?
Moreover, hers were free, weren’t they?
Seeing Qhianqhian and Mo each gnawing on a meat pie upon returning, He Wenyu eyes widened in a flash and reached out a hand: "Where’s mine?"
Qhianqhian looked at He Wenyu innocently: "You still want to eat? Didn’t you already..."
"Where’s mine?" He Wenyu didn’t want to hear any of that, directly stretching out her hand, swinging it, implying if Qhianqhian said no, she’d pounce and snatch it.
Qhianqhian wordlessly took out a meat pie wrapped in kraft paper from her bosom, rolled her eyes: "Can’t you make it yourself?"
"You brought back such a small pie and haven’t finished eating it, clearly showing it to me, saying you’d want to eat, how could you not bring me any?" He Wenyu snorted, then tore open the paper, tasted two bites, and couldn’t stop praising: "Fourth Brother is a genius, huh? He even added bone broth concentrate to the meat filling?"
Qhianqhian: "???" You could even taste that? What kind of mouth do you have?
"Let’s make two tonight too, you two go knead dough and chop fillings, I’ll handle my work first." Seeing the yard full of ingredients, He Wenyu quickly finished her meat pie, clapped her hands, then eagerly dived into the pile of various ingredients.
Qhianqhian looked at Mo: "What will you do?"
"You choose first." Mo said calmly, anyway... Qhianqhian could only do the prep work, naturally choosing what she was good at.
Qhianqhian pouted: "Can I choose to eat?"
He Wenyu twitched the corner of her mouth upon hearing that: "Hurry up, I can’t handle this alone, and you won’t leisure either."
"Then I’ll knead the dough."
Mo nodded: "I’ll chop the meat filling, what kind of meat?"
"Beef, uh, there’s no material?" He Wenyu, who was selecting ingredients, paused her steps, looking innocent.
Qhianqhian also froze, without meat how to make meat pies? It would just be pies, right?
"I’ll make a trip out." Mo looked helplessly at the two, shrugged, and directly left.
And Kuang Xiao looked at Mo who left, smiling bitterly at Ji Lei: "He seemed to have broken through, right?"
Ji Lei nodded, after all, someone who was supposedly ’in seclusion’, but actually reflecting on his mistakes came out, obviously... went beyond the academy’s control, didn’t it?
And the academy not recalling Mo already indicated that his capability was beyond the academy’s control.
"How am I supposed to..." Kuang Xiao was a bit frustrated, if it were only Qhianqhian it would be easier, but apparently, Qhianqhian and Mo are mostly together, huh? Trying to follow someone under such a capable person’s nose is a bit too tough, isn’t it?
"They won’t always be together." Ji Lei didn’t care, looking at the chicken feathers he had plucked miserably, sighed a bit: "I’m clearly a teacher, why do I now look more like a handyman?"
Kuang Xiao: "..." Who’s to blame for your gluttony?
After all, in the academy, there was no one whose culinary skills could match He Wenyu’s.
Before they said much, Mo came back, holding two pieces of incredibly fresh, still steaming meat.
Even He Wenyu subconsciously swallowed...
This, isn’t it a bit too exaggerated? Not only did he get the materials, but they were also conveniently cut? So what about the rest?
In the courtyard of the Forget Worries Tea House lay a skinned beef leg and tail wrapped with leaves...
And Qin Nuan sat dumbfounded aside, what is this? What just happened?
Was this relief work? Why send meat? And even waved it off without taking a cloud? Is this a red scarf? Doing good without leaving a name?
Even Luo Yanran, who heard the noise and came out, was stunned, checked carefully, patted, and more curiously said: "Beef, still warm, just recently dead? Delivered by Shiqi?"
"Don’t know, like the wind came and went..."