Chapter 717: Gunpowder Smell

There was always a smile on Meng Bujiu's lips, and he only had the last sip of the cool tea in his cup.

But Shen Hechi's cup was still full and he didn't take a sip.

"Of course you can. I ordered a lot, so it's enough for one more person." Shen Hechi's brows were a little hesitant, but he only frowned for a moment and then quickly relaxed.

"Hmm? He Chi doesn't like cold tea? I saw you didn't drink a single sip. It seems you don't like this cold tea. Fu Bao, ask the cook to pour me another cup. I like it. Change it to tea for He Chi. Make the Yunshan Light Mist Tea I gave you last time. This tea is rare. Let He Chi taste it. If you like it, I'll give you some next time, so that I don't feel uneasy for eating a meal for nothing."

Meng Bujiu drank the cool tea in the cup and said to Jiang Fubao.

There was a hint of cunning in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were more curved.

"Mr. Shen, don't like to drink cool tea? Someone, make a cup of Yunshan Light Mist Tea. Yes, this cool tea is not something that everyone can get used to. Originally, I wanted to make it for people who have heatstroke to remove the heat from their bodies. It tastes better than medicine.

Later I found that adding rock sugar to the tea made it taste really good. It had a more sour taste than the previous cold tea, so I just made it into a summer drink. I guess Mr. Shen doesn't like sour food, so he doesn't like to drink it. It's okay, you can drink tea. Lian'er, here, I'll give you a cup, and pour you another cup of cold tea."

After Jiang Fubao finished speaking, she took the cup from Meng Bujiu's hand and waited for the cook to come over. She handed the cup to the cook Lian'er and asked her to pour another cup.

Shen Hechi was a little anxious, he quickly said: "No, I like to drink it, no need to pour tea, just drink this." He is not stupid, this cooling tea was figured out by Fubao himself. If he said he didn't like to drink it, wouldn't it mean that he didn't like the cooling tea made by Fubao?

He picked up the cup of cold tea at hand and drank it all in one gulp.

The taste is really good, and I don't feel so hot after drinking it.

"Oh, I thought you didn't like to drink it, Fubao. Ask the cook to pour another cup for Hechi. It was my misunderstanding, haha."

Meng Bujiu smiled faintly the whole time.

When Shen Hechi saw him like this, he felt furious.

He forced himself to hold back his smile and gave the same smile.

"Okay, pour me another cup. I love this herbal tea. I love everything Fubao makes, including this herbal tea."

Afraid that Jiang Fubao wouldn't believe it, he said it again.

The cook brought two cups of cold tea to the couple at the same time, and they drank them together as if they were competing with each other.

Like drinking.

Jiang Fubao blinked quickly a few times, then glanced at them sideways, somewhat speechless.

What's going on with this inexplicable smell of gunpowder?

"Miss, the food is coming from the restaurant." At this moment, Pan Erya opened the curtain, stretched her head and shouted.

"So soon? Let them bring it in. We'll eat in the backyard. Arya, get someone to move the tables out of the house and put them together."

The tables in the house are all square tables, of the same style and naturally the same height.

When put together, it becomes a long table that can seat a lot of people.

"No need to order them together. I ordered two servings of each dish." Shen He said quickly.

"It's okay, we always sit at the same table to eat, we're used to it." Jiang Fubao waved his hand, and simply stood up to move the table with Pan Erya and the others.

He didn't have the airs of a master at all. Shen Hechi stood there in a daze.

"You don't understand Fubao. She never treats her servants harshly. No, it should be said that she always treats these servants as human beings. If you can't accept sitting at the same table with the servants, you can open another table." Meng Bujiu's voice was very low, and only Shen Hechi could hear it.

He quickly turned his head and looked at Meng Bujiu.

"No need. Fubao and I felt the same way. We were just worried that she would not be used to eating with the servants. Unexpectedly, this turned out to be exactly what I want." The voice sounded like gnashing of teeth.

"Oh? Really? I was overthinking it. Let's go. It's no use asking a girl to do all the hard work. Let's go and help." Meng Bujiu smiled and walked into the house. Shen Hechi hurriedly followed, fearing that he would fall behind him.

Jiang Fubao felt uncomfortable all over after this meal.

The two of them were talking with guns and sticks in their mouths, which made everyone at the table feel very awkward.

"Fubao, don't you like sweet and spicy dishes the most? Come, eat more." Shen Hechi used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of food for her, being particularly attentive.

"Fubao, eat less spicy food. Haven't you been suffering from internal heat recently? Here, this bitter melon can help you get rid of internal heat. Eat some. I just tasted it and it's not very bitter. I think you can accept it. If it doesn't taste good, it's okay. Just spit it out."

Meng Bujiu also picked up two slices of bitter melon for Jiang Fubao.

Jiang Fubao looked at the bowl full of food and didn't know where to start.

"Okay, okay, I'll pick it up myself and you guys eat yours." She glared at the two of them and ate slowly. She pushed the spicy dishes aside and picked up a few more slices of bitter melon with her chopsticks. She had a blister in her mouth and it was really painful.

Both of them saw this scene. Shen Hechi's face turned a little blue, and Meng Bujiu's mouth corners were bent upwards. Their expressions were different.

After dinner, Jiang Fubao sent the two away on the pretext that the clinic was busy.

One went to Sanshan Academy reluctantly, and the other got on a carriage and rushed back to Chang'an Town.

The next day, Shen Hechi got up early in the morning. He knew Jiang Fubao was going back to the village today, so he planned to wait at the gate of Jiang's house and go to Jiangjia Village with Fubao. He came back this time just for Jiang Fubao. He hadn't seen him for such a long time and he wanted to make up for the lost time.

He changed into a refreshing light blue outfit, tied up his long hair with a ribbon, and put on a jade crown. He ate a casual breakfast and went out.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, I saw a woman standing at the door waiting.

Shen Hechi frowned and asked, "Who are you?" He asked the man in a cold tone.

"You are Mr. Shen, right? I am Xu the matchmaker from the town. May I come in and have some water to drink?" Xu the matchmaker smiled flatteringly. When she spoke, her waist was bent, but her head was slightly raised, and her figure looked a little strange.

It seemed like he was trying to please Shen Hechi on purpose.

"There is no water at my house. Just tell me if you have anything to say." When Shen Hechi heard the word "matchmaker", his expression changed suddenly.

The tone is also very bad.

He refused directly, but the matchmaker did not dare to get angry and continued in a flattering voice: "If you don't want to drink, then don't drink. Can I ask if Mr. Shen has made a promise with someone? I have a girl here who is about the same age as Mr. Shen. She is the niece of Wang Zhixian of Yunyou County. She..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shen Hechi.

"I already have someone in my heart. I'm sorry to disappoint you. Please give way to me for a while." Shen Hechi knew that he was being targeted, but he didn't care about the niece of a mere county magistrate.

Having said that, he walked to the other side.

"Master Shen, Master Shen, Shen..." The matchmaker kept calling out behind him, but Shen Hechi ignored her.

The matchmaker didn't expect Shen Hechi to refuse so decisively, so she no longer smiled.