Chapter 510 Three Virtuous Cooks

After coming out of the space, Lin Nianshuang beside him was still sleeping soundly. Yun Qimu curled his lips, then turned sideways and closed his eyes.

The next morning, when it was still dawn, the person next to him suddenly sat up from the bed, and Yun Qimu, who was sleeping on the edge, almost fell off in fright.

"What are you doing? Are you having a nightmare?"

Yun Qimu grabbed the edge of the bed, turned his head and hooked his neck. His hazy eyes looked at Lin Nianshuang who was sitting up with resentment, and his tone was also a little annoyed.

Since she changed her body, she has never been woken up early. Good, this woman is the first one.

Lin Nianshuang came back to his senses, and looked at her with a dazed look in his eyes. His small face, the size of a palm, wrinkled as he looked at her apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Yun. I, I forgot you were sleeping next to me."

Yun Qimu scratched his hair and shrank his head back dejectedly, "Alright, go back to sleep."

Lin Nianshuang shook his head. "No, I have to get up. I can't be lazy. I still have work to do."

"How about you continue sleeping, Miss Yun?"

The house is not big, and the sounds of people getting up next door can be heard one after another, and the noise is getting louder and louder.

How the hell can I sleep like this? Yun Qimu scratched his hair irritably and threw away the thin blanket covering him. "Forget it, I won't sleep anymore. I'll get up too."

"Oh." Lin Nianshuang responded happily, then quickly put on his clothes, took the thin quilt, folded it neatly, and placed it on the bedside.

Afterwards, she tidied up the small room again with quick movements, and then walked out in high spirits.

Yun Qimu sat on the bed with his dead eyes open, watching her busying around. After she left, he took out a set of low-key gray clothes from the space and put them on, then slowly walked out.

I didn’t look carefully last night because it was dark, but now that it’s getting light I can see it clearly.

This is a house divided into a front house and a back house. It is not as small as imagined. There is a small courtyard between the front house and the back house.

The two rooms in the back house are their living quarters, and there are also two rooms in the front house, one is the kitchen and the other is a lobby.

There are several square tables in the lobby, which looks like a store, very similar to the layout of Louwailou.

However, the tables here are made of ordinary wood and look quite old. The corners are all tattered and have been repaired.

It’s still just one word: poor!

This rebel army is too poor.

Yun Qimu suddenly regretted why he had said last night that he would join the rebels. The conditions were too harsh.

"Miss Yun, did you sleep well last night?"

Lu Zhong, who came in carrying firewood, saw her and immediately greeted her with a grin.

Yun Qimu's face was stiff, and he forced a smile, "Not bad."

"That's good, that's good. We still have work to do here. If you have anything, just go find Nian Shuang. I'll call you after dinner."

"Yeah." Yun Qimu nodded politely, then asked, "Where's my uncle?"

"I'm at the door with Xing Ran."

After saying that, Lu Zhong hurried into the kitchen with firewood.

Yun Qimu followed him curiously and took a look into the dim kitchen.

Lu Zhong had already started to light the fire inside, and Wang Xin was standing by the stove. He produced grains of snow-white rice in his hands and poured them into the pot, while Mi Hongbo condensed water and poured it into the pot.

Well, the special abilities of these two have been revealed, one can turn into rice, and the other is a water-type.

Yun Qimu looked at the white rice and inexplicably thought of the Cook who could turn into meat that he met in the Tengu tribe of the Exile Star.

It really is an interstellar world, with diverse superpowers.

However, the conditions in the Han Dynasty were difficult, and being able to turn into rice was a pretty good ability.

After silently watching these three virtuous men cook, Yun Qimu silently retracted his head and walked towards the small courtyard.

In the yard, Lin Nianshuang was cleaning a large piece of meat, and Sun Miao was busy cutting the meat, and he seemed quite busy too.

"Sun Miao, take these sliced ​​meat strips to the kitchen first. Brother Lu and the others need to put the meat in early when they cook the porridge. As for the rest, we can cut it later. Brother Lu said we still have the brine from yesterday, so we can continue making braised meat and selling it today."

"Okay." Sun Miao put down the knife quickly, smiled and put the cut meat strips into the bowl that had been prepared on the side, then hurried to the kitchen with the bowl.

Yun Qimu watched as Lin Nianshuang took over Sun Miao's position and began to chop meat with swift movements. She walked over slowly and asked curiously, "Is this a restaurant you guys opened?"

Lin Nianshuang turned his head to look at her and laughed, "It's not really a restaurant, it's just a porridge shop. They usually sell some braised meat and side dishes. It's very popular in the royal capital."

Then she said enthusiastically, "Miss Yun, are you hungry? Come and try the porridge we made later. The rice that Wang Xin made does not contain dark matter. It is very clean."

That's right, food without dark matter is popular no matter where it is, Yun Qimu thought, but still firmly refused. Plain porridge was not to her taste.

After looking for a while, she asked again, "By the way, where is the place where you wash up? I want to brush my teeth and wash my face."

"Oh, it's right here in this little courtyard." Lin Nianshuang stopped chopping meat, raised her face, and pointed to the corner of the courtyard with a gentle smile. "There's a ditch over there that drains directly out of the city. Miss Yun can wash there. You can just scoop water from the big vat. There's also a wooden basin over there. I've also prepared a disposable toothbrush, and the towel is the old floral cloth draped over the wooden shed. It's made from my old clothes, but Miss Yun put it down and I washed it very clean, so you can use it."

Yun Qimu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but ask her, "I think your porridge shop should be quite profitable, why do you live so frugally?"

This is almost on par with the natives on the Exile Star.

Lin Nianshuang smiled and shook his head. "The porridge shop is quite profitable. We don't need much money for a few of us. Most of it goes to the expenses of the rebels. We opened a porridge shop here to facilitate gathering information and to make money. After all, the brothers and sisters who are fighting hard outside have a harder life than us. Naturally, we have to use our money for them first, and we also have to use it for military expenses."

This girl is really talkative. She started talking about everything without stopping, leaving Sun Miao, who had just returned, speechless.

Try advising her, she's quite reasonable.

"What's there to hide? Miss Yun is not an outsider. Miss Yun also said last night that she would join our rebel army. Besides, they are Xing Ran's saviors. It's not good to hide it from her."

Sun Miao covered his face helplessly. Alas, this brain is really hopeless. Doesn’t he know that we should be on guard against others? Hasn’t he heard that several rebel armies of other forces were defeated by the internal traitors and the people of the King of Han? Why didn’t he know to be on guard?

He glanced at Miss Yun who had already started washing up and sighed helplessly, hoping that these two people were not here with bad intentions.

(End of this chapter)