Xie Beiming was holding a small white jade porcelain bowl to help Shen Qiqi fill the soup. Seeing her staring at him, he raised his eyelids and asked her, "What's wrong?" Then he handed her the soup.
Shen Qiqi swallowed the soft, glutinous and fragrant braised pork in her mouth and reached out to take the bowl of soup.
She gently scraped the bowl with her small porcelain spoon and smiled at Xie Beiming, "It's okay. I just feel lucky that Yinqiao can cook, otherwise I would be hungry. After all, Aunt Tian has returned to her hometown to live out her old age."
As he spoke, he glanced at Xie Beiming vaguely, and sure enough, he saw that Xie Beiming's hand, which was serving the soup, trembled.
But it was just a shake.
After a moment of panic, Xie Beiming put down the soup bowl as if nothing had happened, took out a handkerchief and wiped off the drop of soup that splashed on the back of his hand.
His movements were slow and measured, without a trace of panic throughout the entire process, and not even a crack in his facial expression. He even nodded in agreement, echoing Shen Qiqi's words, "Yinqiao's cooking skills are indeed good. With time, I believe she will be able to surpass Aunt Tian."
Seeing that calm look, Shen Qiqi secretly gritted her teeth, thinking, "Just pretend as hard as you can. Just wait and see, there will be a day when you can't pretend anymore."
She brought the bowl of soup to her mouth without using a spoon, and poured it directly into her mouth like drinking water.
Eat quickly so that you can get back to work. After finishing work, she will be able to witness Mr. Xie’s large-scale social death scene.
Seeing that she drank the fish soup like boiled water, Xie Beiming was afraid that there might be fish bones in the soup, so he reminded her: "Drink slowly, be careful of fish bones in the soup."
Yin Qiao, who was helping Shen Qiqi serve the dishes, heard this and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Master Xie. Before canning this fish soup, I filtered it three times with fine cotton gauze, so there will be no fish bones."
The girl drank the soup with such big mouthfuls, which showed that her cooking skills had improved again, and the girl was becoming more and more satisfied with her cooking skills.
Thinking of this, Yin Qiao couldn't help but feel very happy. She said to Shen Qiqi, "Miss, I have been honing my cooking skills these days. I have already made one of the dishes you said you wanted to eat a few days ago. It tastes pretty good. It's the red one..."
The following words were interrupted by a series of coughs.
Seeing that Shen Qiqi was suddenly choked, Yin Qiao quickly stopped talking and asked anxiously: "Miss, how are you? Are you okay?"
Xie Beiming stood up and walked behind Shen Qiqi, gently patting her back to help her breathe.
Shen Qiqi nearly choked to death on a mouthful of soup. Her throat was still burning. It would be strange if she was okay.
Fortunately, Yinqiao was stopped in time, so the suffering was not in vain.
Taking the tea handed over by Xie Beiming, Shen Qiqi rinsed her mouth and drank another half cup of tea. The burning discomfort in her throat finally subsided.
"Is it better?" A deep groove appeared between Xie Beiming's eyebrows, and the character "川" (Chuan) appeared, filled with worry.
Shen Qiqi felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look him in the eye. She just nodded randomly and said, "Yeah, much better." She was afraid that Yin Qiao would pick up the previous topic again, so she quickly sent her away and said, "Yin Qiao, I want to drink some honey water. Can you go back and get some for me?"
"Honey water can moisten the throat. Miss, you just choked on your throat. Drinking some honey water is indeed good for you. Miss, please wait a moment. I will go back and get you some honey water."
Yin Qiao didn't doubt him, turned around and ran back to get honey water for Shen Qiqi.
Shen Qiqi waited until she left before she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She thought to herself that she would reveal her plan to Yin Qiao after returning, so that Yin Qiao wouldn't accidentally let it slip and ruin her plan.
Shen Qiqi was stuffing food into her mouth while calculating in her mind, when she was suddenly grabbed by a hand.
She looked up in surprise and saw Xie Beiming holding her wrist with one hand and the chopsticks in the other hand. He gently touched her chopsticks and said, "When you eat, just eat well and don't think about other things. It's not good for digestion."
There was a rare harshness in his tone, and a hint of condemnation, like a parent blaming his child for not eating well.
Shen Qiqi was stunned for a long time before she reluctantly pulled Mr. Xie out of the role of a parent. She swallowed the vegetables that had already been chewed in her mouth and said, "Really? Oh, then I'll remember it. I won't do this again in the future."
While saying this, he started to quickly scoop rice into his mouth with his chopsticks.
This doesn't look like remembering at all. It's clear that he heard it with his ears but didn't take it seriously in his heart.
Xie Beiming was helpless. He rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "If the deadline is really urgent, we might as well add some more manpower."
"I would like to add more staff, but the problem is that there is no one to add for me." Shen Qiqi sighed.
It is not until this time that the importance of the prosperity of the school becomes apparent.
If her master had accepted a few more disciples, she wouldn't have to shoulder all the big and small things and be so exhausted like she is now.
Other peaks were prosperous and had no shortage of disciples, but the problem was that it was not easy for her to borrow anyone from them - Huichun Peak was willing to lend manpower because the elder of Huichun Peak, Taiqing Xianzun, would occasionally ask Wuqiongcang for some information. For example, if he needed certain herbs, the living might not know where to find them, but he could ask the dead.
Besides, Wu Qiongcang had personally gone to Huichun Peak, so Immortal Master Taiqing did not dare to refuse to lend it.
As for Qingyin Peak, it was because the elder of Qingyin Peak, Yuyuan Xianzun, and Wuqiongcang already had a friendship.
What's more, there is Xie Beiming among them.
As for other peaks…Chen Qiqi was really not sure if she could borrow anyone.
It's all hard work like digging mountains and clearing wasteland. Not only is it tiring, but you won't learn anything from it. Who would be willing to come and endure this hardship?
Shen Qiqi grabbed her hair in distress, but at this moment, she suddenly heard Xie Beiming say, "If there's no manpower to add, then use ghost power."
"What?" Shen Qiqi, who was scratching her hair, jumped in shock and almost pulled out a clump of hair.
The dignified Master Xie, a role model for the children of noble families, actually told her to use her ghost power... Could she be hallucinating?
Or is she dreaming?
Shen Qiqi put down her chopsticks and quietly pinched her leg.
The pain came over me instantly!
If it’s not a dream… then it’s an auditory hallucination?
Shen Qiqi endured the pain from her legs, stared at Xie Beiming with wide eyes, and asked him in disbelief: "Master Xie, you just said, use ghost power?"
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