"It's not that the food is unpalatable, it's just that I've always been like this," Yuwen Sheng explained "kindly."
Brother Sang pursed his lips upon hearing this.
"The temperature has dropped sharply these past few days. You're already prone to feeling cold and have low blood sugar. If you don't eat properly now, what if you catch a cold?"
Families like theirs can't afford doctors, let alone herbal remedies. The medicine she prescribed for his eye ailment cost more than a dozen roast chickens. She'd rather spend that money on good food to nourish her body.
Thinking this, she said, "You wait here."
Soon the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen. Brother Sang frowned as he listened. He glanced at Yuwen Sheng, who was sitting next to him, and then got up instead of eating.
He went to the kitchen.
"It's not a holiday and it's not a big deal, why are you chopping pork? What, you can't eat vegetable porridge today because you usually can?"
"Brother, we didn't use much meat. I'll save the rest for you and your little sister."
"You bought wheat flour? What are you going to do with it? This is such precious grain, are you just going to waste it like this?"
"Even if it's expensive, it's still food for people. Don't worry, brother, I can earn money and you won't go hungry. Brother, do you want some?"
"I've thought about it, so whatever you say."
After Brother Sang came out of the kitchen, he went back to his room without saying a word.
Not long after, Zheng Quchi brought out a bowl of round, white dumplings.
"Liu Fengmian, come and eat."
She only cooked ten, and the aroma wafted out as soon as they were served.
Yuwen Sheng has never had a good appetite. Even when imperial delicacies are served to him, he only eats a few bites. But when he heard her arguing with Brother Sang in the kitchen, he didn't refuse, not wanting to upset the meddlesome person.
After taking a small bite, he found the unique, tangy, and crisp flavor of the dumplings to be quite novel.
He asked, "What's inside this?"
"It's pickled cabbage that I made a few days ago. It's sour and crunchy. I mixed it with pork and wild onions stir-fried with lard and wrapped it up. Doesn't it smell delicious and appetizing?"
After saying that, she was also stimulated by the domineering aroma of the food and started drooling.
It was indeed very good, and he ate several of them without even realizing it, even though he originally had no appetite.
Seeing that she was craving it, but was also willing to pack a few for herself, he poured a few into her bowl of vegetable porridge.
"I can't eat."
"Really? Aren't you upset that I didn't eat?" she said with a laugh.
Yuwen Sheng paused for a moment, then said lightly, "Have you told your brother about the long trip?"
Zheng Quchi was taking a bite of a dumpling, his eyes squinting with satisfaction: "Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about? Let's talk about it in a few days."
"Is it absolutely necessary to go on this long trip?"
Zheng Quchi felt that these words sounded strange, as if they were asking, "Do you really have to do this stupid thing?"
This person is truly incompetent; they have no idea how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are.
"Yes, no amount of persuasion can change anything."
Yuwen Sheng slammed the bag down and stood up: "I need to go out for a bit."
Zheng Quchi was taken aback: "Where to?"
His smile was as arrogant as a plum blossom in the snow, disregarding the lives of others: "What's it to you?"
Zheng Quchi choked.
I watched as he took out his white cane from the door and walked smoothly outside.
"What were you talking about just now? Who's going on a long trip?"
The questioning and angry voices coming from behind Zheng Quchi made him freeze in place.
Turning around and seeing Brother Sang's dark face, she quickly raised her hand: "B-Brother, calm down, let me explain... no, let me explain."
Hearing the sounds of fighting and cursing coming from the courtyard, Yuwen Sheng's smile deepened with malice. He took out the letter from the gray pigeon, read it, and then crushed it with a flick of his fingers.
"Gongshu Jiruo, you have finally arrived."
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