Chapter 118: Being Pissed Off by This Man
Even though she hated Lin Yingxue.
But she also knew that this matter had nothing to do with Ji Chenchuan.
She would not vent her inappropriate emotions on him. What's more, he was a poor man and only had three years left to live.
In any case, she would not do such an ignorant thing as to anger Ji Chenchuan.
besides.
She remembered that the old lady of Marquis Wu'an was a very good person.
In her previous life, she once accompanied Qi to the temple to burn incense. Qi made things difficult for her and did not give her a room. At that time, Lin Yingxue said helplessly that she had no choice, saying that Qi was angry and she did not dare to disobey.
Just like that, she was thrown into the yard, and she and Xiaotao huddled in a corner to spend the night.
It was the middle of summer, so it wasn't too cold at night.
However, she did not expect that they would be led to the side rooms by the monks and settled there. She felt that this was definitely not what Qi would do, let alone Lin Yingxue. She asked the monks and found out that it was an old lady living in the west wing who said that.
She secretly inquired and found out that the old lady of Wu'an Marquis came to pray for her grandson's health that day.
The monks in the temple said that when the old lady returned to her room, she saw them from afar and ordered them to clean up another room.
Although this was a very convenient thing for the old lady, it warmed her heart. Although the night in midsummer was not cold, it attracted a lot of mosquitoes. What's more important is that killing is not allowed in the temple, including mosquitoes.
In other words, although she didn't catch a cold that night with Xiaotao, she was fed by mosquitoes all night, and the pain and itching were unbearable.
Qi, her methods are really despicable.
She originally wanted to go to express her gratitude early in the morning, but was stopped by Lin Yingxue, who said that she had heatstroke and asked her to cook mung bean soup. She also pulled her aside and said that she had to cook it herself, as she was not confident in having others cook it.
At that time, she didn't know that Lin Yingxue had evil intentions, so she foolishly went to cook it. Moreover, the mung bean soup she cooked was different from others. She would put some mint in the soup. Just adding a little bit would have a much better effect in cooling down the body than cooking it alone.
She thought of the old lady's help to her yesterday, so she took the mung bean soup and went to look for her while Qi and Lin Yingxue were drinking soup.
A little mung bean soup as a token of my gratitude.
But now I think that gratitude was too little. As the saying goes, a drop of water should be repaid with a spring.
A good person like the old lady should not die early. She should have thousands of children and live a long and happy life. Therefore, she reminded Ji Chenchuan to take good care of the old lady.
But Lin Qingjun didn't know that her bowl of mung bean soup also saved the old lady once.
She had been in the temple for several days, burning incense and meditating. She was already very worried and caught a heat stroke. The bowl of soup she had just happened to relieve the heat instantly and she soon recovered.
Ji Chenchuan saw that Lin Qingjun seemed to know something, but did not say it clearly.
If it were someone else, they would definitely get to the bottom of it and ask her if she knew anything.
But he wouldn't, he would never force Lin Qingjun to do anything she didn't want to do, he just had to do what she said.
Moreover, he would have done it even without her saying anything, because he was no longer the same person he was before. He could die, but his grandmother could not be harmed at all.
He smiled and replied, "Thank you, I will."
Lin Qingjun breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he agreed.
Although Ji Chenchuan is sickly, he is a man of his words. He will definitely do what he said to take care of the old lady's health.
Lin Qingjun ate her meal with peace of mind, and her mood became much happier. She had finally repaid the old lady's kindness.
Ji Chenchuan was unhappy. She only cared about his grandmother's health, but not his own? She didn't even ask if he had slept well, eaten well, or taken his medicine on time these days.
This woman is so cruel.
Ji Chenchuan picked up a small piece of firewood in front of the stove and drew small circles in a depressed mood.
Lin Qingjun looked at Ji Chenchuan like this. Was he childish? He was still drawing circles. He wasn't a child.
She said, "Okay, tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I won't say anything bad about you anymore. If you want to eat choy sum, then have it. If you want to eat braised pork, then I can make it for you too."
There's no need to act like a bullied young wife.
Moreover, she only said that he was wasteful, but in fact, he didn't waste much.
In addition to the leaves of the cabbage core, she can also make other delicious dishes. For example, put the leaves in boiling water until soft, then wrap them with chopped meat, steam them for a quarter of an hour, and pour the prepared sauce on them. Isn’t it a dish of cabbage leaf rolls?
The taste is no worse than braised pork.
Did she once use this dish to get her aunt to eat an extra bowl of rice?
Don't be fooled by her good embroidery skills, she is even better at cooking.
Grandma Zhang said that it would be even better if her master was an imperial chef, because imperial chefs have more variety and their dishes are more delicious. No matter whether it is a main dish like Phoenix Spreading Wings, an appetizer like Sweet Pickled Radish, or a pastry like Jade Cake, they are all delicacies.
But she felt otherwise.
The royal chef’s cooking skills are naturally good, but who can say that home-cooked side dishes are not good?
Besides, besides the Imperial Palace, which household eats these dishes every day? Which one doesn't have home-cooked stir-fries? The corrupt official who spent eighty taels on the table was confiscated by the Emperor.
When it comes to cooking, I can only say that each has its own merits.
Ji Chenchuan was stunned at first.
He thought Lin Qingjun knew why he was unhappy.
But now, she actually thought that he was just unhappy because of those dishes?
Could it be that his personal emotions are not as important as those rotten vegetable leaves?
snort.
Even more unhappy.
but.
Since she is willing to cook for him, it is not a bad thing. At least, she will consider his taste now, right?
Thinking of this, his previous unhappiness suddenly disappeared, and he blurted out at the same time.
"Then I want to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall tomorrow."
Bang.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingjun gritted his teeth in anger and raised his voice.
"Ji Chenchuan, what do you want to eat?"
Ji Chenchuan clearly felt that there was something wrong with her tone. This was the tone she used every time before she got angry, and the sound of gritting her teeth.
But he didn't seem to realize where he was wrong and repeated it.
"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."
What's wrong?
Bu.
Lin Qingjun was really about to be pissed off by the man in front of her.
"You really know how to order. The day before yesterday it was steamed fish, yesterday it was stewed pork ribs, today it's braised pork, and tomorrow you're going to order Buddha Jumps Over the Wall for me?"
"Come on, come on, look at me. How am I like Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? Will you eat me?"
Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?
It's a good thing he said that. He might not even be able to get twenty taels.
Those seafoods don’t cost money, right?
Ji Chenchuan was confused.
"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, isn't it very cheap? When I was in the mansion, I could eat it whenever I wanted."
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