When Mu Run woke up, she was lying on a bed with high pillows and brocade mattresses.
The air was warm and inviting, with several candles casting a soft glow.
Fu Yunchen carried a steaming bowl of porridge into the room. "Awake?"
Mu Run got out of bed. "Hmm, but wasn't I in the carriage? Where am I?"
"I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you. We're already at the manor. No one has lived here for a long time, and there are no maids or servants. Right now, we have to do everything ourselves."
"Oh, hey? You're driving a horse-drawn carriage?"
"how?"
"I thought you wouldn't."
"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean I can't. Come and have some porridge."
"Indeed, she can even cook."
"..."
"There's only porridge, where are the side dishes?" Mu Run looked at the white porridge, which had no side dishes to eat with it.
"I didn't do it." A rare look of embarrassment appeared on Fu Yunchen's extremely handsome face.
Mu Run sat at the table, resting her chin on her hands, and looked at him with a smile, "You can't cook."
"Eat quickly, then go back to sleep." Fu Yunchen took the tray and turned to leave.
Mu Run picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it in her mouth... then she froze!
This looks like porridge cooked with salt water!
Fu Yunchen stood by the door, secretly watching her reaction.
Mu Run felt like vomiting, but she noticed a suspicious piece of clothing by the door!
If she dared to spit it out, the owner of that piece of clothing might just chop her up.
Finally, with great difficulty, he swallowed the porridge in his mouth.
He offered a reluctant critique: "Delicious porridge doesn't need any side dishes! Mmm!!!"
To be honest, it's so cloying...
Fu Yunchen turned and left after seeing her swallow the porridge, his thin lips slightly upturned, revealing a proud and smug look.
After finally finishing her porridge, Mu Run brought the empty bowl to the kitchen.
Then, it froze and remained motionless.
His face was covered in black lines, and his mouth twitched...
The smell of burnt porridge filled the entire kitchen. There were still some burnt porridge scattered on the floor, and a pile of broken pots, pans, and jars lay in the corner, along with some soy sauce, dried vegetables, cured meat, salt, sugar, oil, and so on, scattered everywhere...
Was it burgled?
...
Fu Yunchen was painting in his study when he heard a noise coming from the kitchen, so he stood up.
But thinking of the 'battle' he had left the kitchen, he sat down again, focused his energy, and continued painting.
On the snow-white drawing paper, there are only rough lines at present, but it is already clear that it is a woman making tea.
I ate a bowl of salted porridge and spent the whole night cleaning up the kitchen!
Looking at the kitchen, which was finally cleaned up and everything was back in its place, Mu Run sat on a stool to rest and made up her mind that as long as she could still move, she would never let Fu Yunchen go into the kitchen again.
No wonder that guy always eats jerky. It's nutritious, convenient, and you don't even need to cook.
As dawn broke, it was time to prepare breakfast. Mu Run rummaged through the carriage and took out the eggs, pickled vegetables, and sesame seed cakes she had bought on the way.
There were many bamboo trees planted in the village. Because it had just rained, many bamboo shoots had sprouted in the bamboo grove, and Mu Run dug up a large handful with a shovel. There were also some tender wild vegetables and wild garlic sprouts growing in the bamboo grove.
After a while, Mu Run busied herself in the kitchen, making a pot of wild garlic sprout and egg soup, tender bamboo shoots with vinegar and chili oil, crispy and delicious sesame flatbread after being reheated, and a cold salad of pickled vegetables and wild greens, drizzled with wild garlic oil, the aroma of which filled the air.
Fu Yunchen followed the aroma of food into the kitchen.
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