Chapter 110 Wuxia: Not a Substitute (6)
Lin Yue'e readily agreed, but when she got to the kitchen, she ran into a problem. She had never cooked before, so how was she supposed to cook noodles?
She hesitated for a long time, then finally started a fire and boiled a pot of water. She cooked the noodles into a round pancake, added some oil and stirred it, then took it out. She even thoughtfully gave a bowl to Changqing, who hadn't left yet.
Zhao Meng waved his hand.
"Come, come, Brother Wang, Brother Changqing, come and try my wife's cooking."
Changqing has a keen sense of smell and could smell the aroma of raw oil from afar. However, he didn't say anything and quietly walked over and sat down.
Wang Lei was starving. Despite the bumpy ride, he didn't care much and immediately picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth after sitting down.
"Wow!"
The next moment, he vomited, his face contorted like a chrysanthemum.
This is absolutely awful.
"Brother Wang!" Lin Yue'e and Zhao Meng were both startled.
"No, it's nothing, I just have a weak spleen and stomach," Wang Lei said, forcing a smile as he took a sip of water.
Wang Meng looked suspicious until he took a bite of the noodles and vomited it up. Only then did he realize that it was quite an achievement to cook noodles so badly.
Lin Yue'e looked embarrassed. She hadn't even picked up her chopsticks yet, but judging from the two people's expressions, she knew that this food would be hard to swallow.
"I, I'll go cook the noodles again."
She hurriedly ran to the kitchen.
"Well, Brother Wang, little brother, my wife isn't very good at cooking, I'm really sorry."
Zhao Meng could only apologize awkwardly.
As a guest, Wang Lei naturally couldn't say anything, but Chang Qing nodded, stood up, and took his leave.
I've seen the excitement.
It's getting dark, let's go home.
There's bound to be some trouble here.
He went back next door and quickly cooked the meal. When he served himself, the other side was still busy.
In the end, Wang Lei took the initiative to cook a large pot of noodles that were barely edible, and only then could the group finally have a meal.
The next day, Wang Lei again took out some money and asked Zhao Meng to go to town to buy rice, meat, and other things, as well as a chicken, intending to supplement his nutrition.
But when it came to cooking, I ran into another problem.
Nobody knows how to do these things.
The three adults looked at the pile of things they had bought and were all troubled.
What man can cook, especially these江湖人士 (jianghu figures)? They either pay money to eat at restaurants and inns, or they just roast food over a fire in the wild. But now, they can't just make do like that. They have children, and the children are injured. They should at least make some soup.
"Sister-in-law, do you know how to make soup?"
Although he had little hope, Wang Lei still looked at Lin Yue'e.
Lin Yue'e shook her head blankly.
She was also a woman of the martial arts world, so she wouldn't know how to do those things. However, she thought of someone: Changqing next door, who used to be her son. He could cook and make soup, and he was quite versatile.
So Zhao Meng knocked on Changqing's door again.
Upon seeing Changqing, he immediately bowed.
"Young brother, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. My brother and nephew are both injured and in dire need of nutrition, but neither of us knows how to cook, let alone make soup. Please help us out!"
Changqing nodded.
"I can teach you how to do it."
Anyway, he won't lay a hand on us. We can't just do what the script says, where you guys are loyal and good people, and let him do the work.
Now, he's not one of their own anymore; he's just a helpful neighbor.
Zhao Meng's smile froze, and he nodded stiffly.
The two arrived next door one after the other, and he called Lin Yue'e over.
Changqing didn't say much and immediately directed Lin Yue'e to do things. However, while cooking food was simple, making it delicious and nutritious was always a troublesome matter.
Lin Yue'e was not a patient person, and at first she held back her temper.
After accidentally cutting her fingers several times while slicing meat, she finally lost her temper, threw down the knife, and threw a tantrum.
"Changqing, are you doing this on purpose? You always did it perfectly before, why do you insist that I do it?"
Changqing's face turned cold.
"Miss Lin, I was invited by your husband to teach you how to cook. You have guests at your house, not mine. Aren't you people of the martial arts world supposed to be the most loyal and righteous? A friend of yours is in trouble and comes to your house. You're not even willing to let me cook a meal?"
In the original story, the original owner was busy entertaining guests, and Lin Yue'e was very enthusiastic, just by talking. Now, she can't even stand cooking?
Changqing found it hilarious. These people were good at being generous with other people's money, but when it came to their own, they would get furious.
"Since you don't want to do it, then goodbye."
He bowed and turned to leave, just as Zhao Meng came out of the house.
"Young man, what's going on?"
Changqing paused, "Brother Zhao, I am powerless to help." With that, he walked straight out.
Zhao Meng frowned and looked at Lin Yue'e.
To be honest, he has been very dissatisfied with Lin Yue'e these past few days. She can't do anything right, which makes him lose face in front of his friends.
Lin Yue'e was also angry.
She was initially quite enthusiastic, after all, the plot of this kind of martial arts feud and escaping from enemies made her feel very involved, but she didn't expect that she would have to do so many chores.
"I can't do those delicate tasks. Look, I even cut my hand."
She stretched out her hand, revealing several small cuts on her fingers.
"Besides, that kid clearly knows how to do it himself. He used to do it perfectly well at home. Now he insists on ordering me around. What kind of logic is that?"
"You do it yourself, since you're my friend!"
With each word she spoke, Zhao Meng's face darkened further. By the time she finished, his face was so gloomy it could drip water.
"You're absolutely unreasonable!"
"You're being unreasonable! Tell me, why don't you do it yourself?"
"I'm a man, what man cooks?"
The two started arguing, which disturbed Wang Lei inside the house, so he came out.
"Brother Zhao, sister-in-law, stop arguing, I'll do it."
Wang Lei couldn't listen anymore and felt a pang of regret. Perhaps coming here to seek refuge was never a good choice.
"Brother Wang, don't worry about it! This woman needs to be dealt with."
In front of his brothers, Zhao Meng's male chauvinism became even stronger. If he was controlled by a woman, what kind of life would he have in the underworld?
Lin Yue'e was also furious.
"Zhao Meng, who do you think you are? I must have been blind to have fallen for you!"
Zhao Meng's eyes turned red with anger, and he was about to make a move when Wang Lei quickly stopped him.
In the end, Wang Lei managed to cook the meal, and although it didn't taste very good, at least it was cooked through.
However, the atmosphere during the meal was very unpleasant.
Changqing, who was next door, had a clear understanding of the situation. He sneered inwardly, "It's only been a day, and they're already struggling to keep up?" Without the original owner's efforts, if Zhao Meng and Lin Yue'e were to handle things, conflicts would inevitably arise.
"It's just using other people's money to build his own persona. If it really happened to him, his reaction would be laughable."
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