The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

   Chapter 771 In the Tomb 3

   Chapter 771 In the Tomb 3

  The woman lives alone in the main courtyard, the house is well organized, and the human relations are also very well done. Anyone who sees it has to praise her virtuousness.

Every time he looked in the mirror, Su Yanyu could see a middle-aged woman with empty eyes in the mirror. She seemed to have no soul. Su Yanyu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He knew that when a woman was a girl, her eyes were full of brilliance. , but on the wedding night, the light in her eyes was extinguished by the man, and it never came on again.

  Su Yanyu was trapped in this fantasy and couldn't get out. He had no choice but to endure it.

   The woman's name is Lian Qian. Outside, people call her Mrs. Lian. This is her only request. Men don't love her, and she doesn't want to bear his surname.

The boring days passed, Lian Qian got up and washed herself as usual, and the servants brought the soup. I like to be noisy, so I keep quiet after the soup is served.

  Lian Qian sat at the table and took a sip of the soup with a white jade spoon. She was stunned when she entered, and then said, "Who made the soup today?"

   The servant quickly replied: "Madam, it was made by the new chef Wang. The old chef is going to return to his hometown to retire. He is taking Chef Wang to cook. Does the lady not like this taste?"

  Lian Qian looked at the round red dates, the core was removed, she tasted one, it was lightly sweet and glutinous, very fragrant, and the sweet taste was very refreshing, I don't know how much better than the previous cook.

  Lian Qian said slowly: "Transfer someone to the main courtyard, and he will only take care of my meals from now on."

Lian Qian is already a middle-aged woman. Her life is probably halfway through. She has been in a daze for more than ten years of marriage. Today's sweetness has always entered her heart. Just leave a little.

   The servant showed joy: "Good lady."

   In the afternoon, Lian Qian saw the cook. The cook was about thirty years old and dressed in plain clothes. After looking at Lian Qian, he bowed his head and saluted: "I have seen Mrs."

  Lian Qian lightly forehead: "Go down."

  There is a small kitchen in the main courtyard, which is usually started by the maids. Lian Qian is not picky, and her taste is light, so there is no special cook.

   Now this chef Wang is special.

  Lian Qian thought for a while and said, "During this time, you can make whatever you are good at and let me taste it. I will taste it according to my preferences. When the time comes, you can remember it."

   Chef Wang nodded: "Okay."

  The kitchen is in the inner courtyard of the main courtyard. Lian Qian occasionally goes out, but usually checks the accounts in the study.

  At noon, she smelled a choking incense, and the maid next to her hurriedly said, "Madam, Chef Wang made a lot of chili peppers in the kitchen."

   This choking fragrance is the smell of chili peppers.

  The maid was worried that Lian Qian didn't like it, but Lian Qian's expression was flat, she continued to turn the bill, and said slowly, "Let him go."

   Su Yanyu, who felt the same way, was going to go crazy with joy. The choking fragrance really made him drool. This cooking skill must be a dream come true.

   The boring daily life in the past was just torture for Su Yanyu, but today, Su Yanyu felt a little tormented in the torture.

   Lunch time came. Lian Qian went from the study to the main hall to eat. Chef Wang didn't cook a lot, only four dishes.

A stack of hot and sour potato (potato) shreds, a pot of sliced ​​meat, a green vegetable, and a white-cut chicken. Even Qian usually has a vegetarian taste, and the kitchen also makes vegetarian dishes. She doesn't want to say anything. For more than ten years, she herself feels that she loves vegetarian food.

  The maids looked at this oily dish, and they all sweated for Chef Wang.

  Lian Qian has already sat down and started eating.

  The meat slices are smooth and tender, fragrant and spicy, and the bean sprouts inside are crunchy.

  The white-cut chicken is fresh and tender, and the hot and sour potato shreds are refreshing. Every dish successfully grabbed her taste buds and excited her lifeless nerves.

  Lian Qian ate it calmly. The first time she ate it, it was a bit overwhelming.

The portion of the    dish was not much, and after she was full, there was almost nothing left, and the maids were already a little stunned.

  After eating, Lian Qian went to the small kitchen in the inner courtyard. The fire was still burning inside. The man was busy. Hearing the sound, he put down his work: "Madam, is the food still to your taste?"

  Lian Qian nodded lightly: "What are you doing?"

   I just ate it at noon, but the stove was still cooking, so Lian Qian was a little curious.

   Chef Wang smiled and said, "This is dinner, eat well at noon, and eat less at dinner, so eat noodles at night, and I'm hanging soup now."

  Lian Qian had some expectations in her heart, she said lightly, "You can arrange it."

   After Lian Qian finished speaking, she went back to the study. After reading the complicated ledger for a long time, she was inevitably a little tired. Lian Qian rubbed her forehead and sat quietly.

   She used to be like this too, she was in a daze like this, often sitting for an afternoon, the main courtyard was always very dull and no one was smoking.

But today, Su Yanyu knew that Lian Qian was not in a daze, but was thinking about the taste of the noodles at night. She remembered the soup at noon. Chef Wang's cooking skills are so good. It's delicious, the noodles should be delicious too.

   Su Yanyu could feel what Lian Qian was thinking, but Lian Qian didn't know his existence.

  Su Yanyu is smart, a woman who has no soul day after day, even the slightest change is a landslide.

   In the evening, Lian Qian ate the noodles she was expecting as she wished, the clear soup was delicious, the noodles were chewy and refreshing, there was a poached egg and a little green vegetables in it, and nothing else.

  The tea is also made by Chef Wang.

   This is the most vegetarian meal that Lian Qian has ever eaten.

   But she likes to eat it the most. Her taste buds seem to be hooked by an invisible force.

   After eating noodles and tea, she didn't feel very supportive. She washed and rested as usual.

As soon as it got dark, Lian Qian was already lying on the bed and fell asleep. She was dreaming, dreaming of herself when she was a young girl. She had a bright smile and her smiling eyes were always sparkling. Twisted the corners of his lips.

  Su Yanyu felt very comfortable and relaxed in his heart. He knew that after Lian Qian got married, he had never laughed again. She seemed to have lost her happiness, and she often cried.

  Su Yanyu felt that this chef Wang was going to make a fortune, at least that's what he felt.

   Chef Wang's cooking skills are very good. Lian Qian didn't ask for it, so he played it himself.

In the morning, sometimes it is a bowl of sweet soup, and sometimes it is a bowl of clear porridge, but no matter what he does, Lian Qian thinks it is delicious. When she is free, she will go to the kitchen to see, today's Wang Chef, when he was dealing with a leg of lamb, he saw Lian Qian and said, "I pasted the crust, you can try this at noon."

  Lian Qian nodded: "What's for dinner?"

   (end of this chapter)