Chapter 1090 Brotherhood

At noon, the carriage had already left Yingcheng and was traveling on the official road.

Over the course of two years, the official road in the north was widened, the potholes were filled in, and with the addition of small shock-absorbing devices for the carriages, the ride was no longer so bumpy.

Lin Yuesha leaned against the soft cushion and yawned.

The modified carriage enhanced comfort, making Lin Yuesha's nap exceptionally relaxing.

"My lord, it's noon."

Lin Yuesha opened the car window to call Qi Heng. Having developed the habit of eating three meals a day in the fishing village, her stomach growled a little.

Early in the morning, Lin Yuesha steamed a large pot of buns, wrapped them in cotton cloth to keep them warm, and they were still steaming hot at the moment.

The cooking utensils were on Qingxing and Qi'er's carriage, and the two maids carried them down.

In terms of cooking skills, Qingxing and Qi'er were only so-so. Lin Yuesha cooked herself, chopped up tomatoes from the greenhouse, made a tomato and egg soup, drizzled a few drops of sesame oil, and the aroma was irresistible.

Meat buns, pickled vegetables, and a bowl of soup for everyone – simple and delicious.

"Miss, your meat buns are so delicious!"

Qingxing couldn't help but give a thumbs up, then wolfed down her food without any regard for her image.

If the buns are fresh out of the steamer and piping hot, they will be even more delicious.

"Of course, I have a secret recipe."

If she hadn't met Qi Heng, and if there hadn't been that scoundrel Lin Shusheng, Lin Yuesha would still be an ordinary citizen. She had once thought about opening a steamed bun shop, and this idea became even stronger after she arrived in the fishing village.

If she weren't so busy, Lin Yuesha would definitely have opened a chain of steamed bun shops.

"The meaty aroma is so strong. When you break open the bun, there's a meatball inside, and it even tastes quite fresh."

She might not be good at cooking green apricots, but she knows how to eat them and critique them.

I've had my daughter's meat buns before, but this time the taste is different, even better.

"That's right."

Lin Yuesha nodded in satisfaction and explained to Qingxing and Qi'er how to prepare the filling: "After chopping the meat, you also need to add chopped scallions and ginger for seasoning. The finer the better."

This is just the first step in preparing the filling; the next step, adding seasonings, is the key to making delicious buns.

"I extracted oyster sauce in the fishing village and also extracted chicken essence from broth. Only by adding these two ingredients and mixing them well can you get the savory flavor you mentioned."

Therefore, the fishing village is a really good place. Living by the sea, they can make a living from the sea. The workshops can already produce oyster oil in large quantities, which is first sold to restaurants and hotels, and then gradually becomes available to ordinary people.

Every city has its own long-established steamed bun shops, each with its own secret recipes that are not shared with outsiders.

"Making steamed buns is an art."

The couple dined together, and the two maids tactfully withdrew.

Lin Yuesha slowly took a sip of soup and then began to teach Qi Heng her secret techniques.

The saying goes, "Teach your apprentice and you'll starve," but Lin Yuesha wasn't afraid. Qi Heng was extremely talented, and with just a little guidance, there was nothing Qi Heng couldn't do.

"Why aren't you making xiaolongbao anymore?"

Small steamed buns are bite-sized and served with soup, porridge, and side dishes, making them even more convenient to eat.

"That's... because I've grown up."

Lin Yuesha had considered making xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), but she was pressed for time and didn't want to waste it, so she simply made large steamed buns with plenty of filling.

When Qi Heng asked, Lin Yuesha had a sudden inspiration and replied with a meaningful tone.

"Cough cough!"

Qi Heng choked on his soup, his face flushed and he was at a loss. Had he misunderstood? His wife seemed to be teasing him.

Qi Heng, lost in thought, stood frozen in place.

Lin Yuesha watched coldly, inwardly despising Qi Heng. She had been suspicious of him ever since she caught him red-handed at the brothel last time.

After being married for a long time and having this relationship, it's reasonable for something to happen between the couple; it would be abnormal if nothing did.

Right now, the couple is practically like brothers, their relationship feeling more like brotherhood than husband and wife.

Qi Heng, on the other hand, was evasive and claimed to uphold male virtues, making him seem like a hypocritical and sanctimonious man.

Lin Yuesha was afraid of one thing: Qi Heng pretended to be affectionate in front of her, but behind her back he was having a wild and carefree life in a brothel, leaving her feeling cheated on.

It was just a verbal probe, but Qi Heng understood it.

"My wife, your husband..."

Qi Heng was both amused and exasperated. The incident at the brothel wasn't so easily forgotten. Qi Heng was prepared, but when asked to explain, he couldn't come up with an explanation, since he was in the wrong first.

“My husband, you should be my elder brother.”

Lin Yuesha's words were shocking, startling Qi Heng so much that he almost dropped the soup bowl in his hand. He was shocked; she knew?

Qi Heng looked terrible, his palms were sweating. He deserved what he got for his own actions.

At first, he didn't value the little girl. She was just a cover for his identity. Having more girls wouldn't hurt him, as long as they didn't get in his way.

He told one lie, and had to cover it up with countless others. He was exhausted and desperately wanted to tell the truth.

"I was just joking with you, you don't have to look so upset."

Lin Yuesha gave Qi Heng a strange look, wondering if she had said something inappropriate.

After that, neither of them continued the conversation, and the atmosphere inside the carriage became somber.

In the afternoon, Qi Heng drove the carriage, and Lin Yuesha, having nothing to do, settled down to read Xu Da's masterpiece.

“Miss, you shouldn’t be prejudiced against Lord Xu. Aside from his excessive self-praise, the cases he handles are worth watching.”

After reading most of it, Qingxing couldn't help but defend Xu Da.

"No, I have no prejudice against my cousin."

Because of her understanding, Lin Yuesha saw things more clearly. Apart from the part where she boasted about herself, the logic of the subsequent case-handling process was clear and smooth, suggesting that a ghostwriter had written it.

Qingxing didn't believe it and insisted on arguing, so she bet Lin Yuesha ten taels of silver that the mystery would be revealed after they returned to the capital.

At this moment, far away in the capital city, the Xu family mansion was in chaos, with Madam Xu chasing after Xu Da with a feather duster.

"Mother, what are you doing? Your son is already married, and you have a grandson. At least leave your son some face by acting like this!"

Xu Da was chased and beaten so badly that he was jumping up and down, suffering terribly. He kept giving the old steward meaningful glances, begging for help.

The old steward stroked his beard, gazed at the sky and admired the scenery, deliberately trying to minimize his presence.

"I didn't give you any face, but I didn't wait until now to beat you up. It's perfect that Uya isn't here, so I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

Madam Xu brandished the feather duster, sending it flying up and down as it hurtled towards Xu Da.

Bah! He spends his days doing nothing but writing all sorts of nonsense and boasting about how he single-handedly changed the fate of Xu Da, while he has only made Wu Ya look bad.

What are the people of the capital saying now? They say that Wuya is a scourge, and if she hadn't been so foolish as to fall for Xu Da, she wouldn't have lost Wucheng.

Xu Da was proud of a tattered book that boasted about itself.

Uya didn't say anything, but Madam Xu's blood pressure was soaring. She had to give this unfilial son a good beating. What a piece of trash!

“My son wrote the truth.”

Xu Da felt wronged. After writing it, he showed it to the Prince of Luo, who greatly appreciated it and arranged for it to be published as soon as possible. The Prince even helped him gather all the cases he had handled over the years for this book.