"you……"
Duan Tingxuan really didn't expect Su Nuannuan to do this, and was speechless for a moment. Suddenly, Siping said in a crying voice beside him: "Master, let's go back, it's getting dark." Isn't it? The sun has set, leaving only a small red face outside the mountain.
Duan Tingxuan really wanted to follow suit and leave with Siping, but damn... what was being cooked in the kitchen? Why was it so fragrant? And it was getting more fragrant? The young marquis bet that this was something he had never eaten before, because the fragrance was so unique. He had lived for more than 20 years and had never smelled such a fragrance that made him want to put the pot in his mouth.
"Teach me Qinggong and you can have free meals for a month." Su Nuannuan saw Duan Tingxuan with a sullen face and his feet nailed to the ground, motionless, and knew that he was struggling, so she threw out a powerful temptation at the right time.
"One month? Do you think I'm a beggar?" Duan Tingxuan was angry.
“Or... two months?” Su Nuannuan felt pain: she felt bad even letting the scumbag eat one more meal, let alone adding another month?
"For a lifetime." Duan Tingxuan bared his teeth: "You dare to treat me like a beggar again?"
"Hey! Don't go too far." Su Nuannuan was also angry: "Don't be too greedy. Do you think I'm afraid of you? At worst, we can break up. Even if you divorce me, with my cooking skills, I can go out and do a lot. Three months, no more."
"Until the church." This woman is indeed not afraid of being divorced. She is strong without desire. Has she finally realized this? This is really bad news for me. The young marquis sighed in his heart and finally took a step back.
"What do you mean?" Su Nuannuan didn't understand, but she didn't bother to think about it and just asked directly.
"I will teach you kung fu, but until the day you learn it, you have to provide me with food and drink. I have to make it clear in advance that the food must be of guaranteed quality and quantity. Don't try to fool me."
"It will take at least a year and a half to learn this kind of kung fu, right?" Su Nuannuan frowned. The conditions were too harsh.
"You can't even afford to feed me for a year or so?" Duan Tingxuan spat out blood. "Nuannuan, think about it with your conscience. Who else in the world has this honor except you, a great prince, to teach you kung fu? If it weren't for those delicious meals, would I have fallen to the point of being a martial arts instructor? Even if you hire a teacher, you have to provide food and accommodation, right? You also have to pay him a tuition fee. Am I not even as good as those teachers?"
"Okay, okay, then it's settled." Su Nuannuan compromised. Although she was not afraid of being divorced by the scumbag, it was better not to divorce. Staying in this mansion, at least there is an endless supply of food, and she will definitely not starve to death. If they really go out, it is hard to say what will happen to these three beautiful women. The feudal society is cannibalistic, especially women. If you are not careful, you will be eaten without leaving any bones.
After careful consideration, Su Nuannuan had to admit: At present, staying in the Marquis' Mansion is the best choice, especially since the scumbag needs her and she can get along with him on an equal footing. This is far better than three weak women going out into the world alone, with golden fingers, traveling around the world freely, making a lot of money, eating and drinking well, and having groups of handsome men asking for support. That's in novels, not reality.
"It's a deal." Duan Tingxuan couldn't help but confirm it. After seeing Su Nuannuan nod, he immediately regained his dignity as the head of the family, rolled his eyes and sneered, "You are really boring. Even if I don't teach you light body kung fu, isn't it natural for me to have dinner with you?"
"That depends on my mood." Su Nuannuan snorted coldly: "When I'm happy, the food is varied; if I'm unhappy, I can eat plain porridge and salted radish. If you want to share the joys and sorrows with me, just come."
"You..." Duan Tingxuan was angry again, but saw Su Nuannuan glaring at him: "What am I talking about?"
"Forget it, forget it. A good man doesn't fight with a woman." The young marquis wisely swallowed the following derogatory adjectives: the aroma in the kitchen was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't let the delicious food in his mouth go to waste just for the sake of satiating his desire.
"Okay, I'll go check on the bone soup and get ready for dinner." For the sake of the two wild ducks, the grandmother who had the upper hand did not pursue the matter relentlessly, but walked towards the kitchen with a smile.
Looking at her graceful back, Duan Tingxuan couldn't help but spread out his fan and smiled: Haha! Naive woman, you think you can learn Qinggong in a year or two? Dream on. I have had several famous teachers since I was a child, and I have a very high talent in martial arts. After many rigorous trainings, I practiced martial arts every day to achieve today's achievements. For a woman like Su Nuannuan who has a built frame, no talent, and no rigorous training, if she wants to learn kung fu, can she lay a foundation without ten or eight years? Even if you immerse yourself in it for a lifetime, what you learn is limited. By then, won't you be able to eat a variety of delicacies for the rest of your life?
The more the young marquis thought about it, the happier he became. Suddenly, he heard Siping say quietly beside him, "Master, you'd better not laugh so happily. If the grandmother sees you, she will definitely be upset. If she is upset, I'm afraid you won't be happy either."
It was a wake-up call. Duan Tingxuan immediately remembered that his wife's personality seemed very strong now. He took a deep breath: It seems that he can't just rely on teaching kung fu to make a living, otherwise this woman won't be able to learn it in three to five years. She won't say that she has a poor foundation, but will resent me for not teaching her well. What if she runs away in anger? If he wants to eat delicious food for a long time, it seems that he still needs to appeal to her emotions. It must be said that although this woman is more aggressive now than before, she seems... still a little cute, much more pleasing to the eye than the vicious and domineering Su Mengnuan before.
As soon as I thought of this, I felt the fragrance become stronger. I looked carefully and found that I had come to the kitchen without knowing when. A large casserole in front of me had just been opened. The lid was filled with hot steam, so I couldn't see what was inside. I could only smell the fragrance and salivate.
"What on earth is it?"
Duan Tingxuan's curiosity reached its limit. He came forward to take a look and saw a pot of reddish-brown soup with several large bones floating in it. He was wondering when he heard Su Nuannuan beside him say with a smile, "This is bone soup. It's made with the best pork ribs and cervical vertebrae, and is boiled with angelica, wolfberry, lotus seeds, red dates, and peanuts. It's a pity that I don't have much food on hand. Otherwise, if I add salvia miltiorrhiza, Chinese yam, Panax notoginseng and other medicinal herbs, it will be delicious and nutritious. It's really the best of both worlds."
"Bone soup... can it be cooked this way?"
Duan Tingxuan was shocked. He had only heard of using bones to make broth, which was mostly used to make other dishes. He had never known that bone broth could be drunk directly. However, Su Nuannuan put the lid of the pot aside, took a breath and reveled for a while, then smiled and said, "Wait for it to cool down for a while, skim off the oil on top, and then you can drink it. Phew! It took two hours to boil."
Duan Tingxuan really wanted to drink it now, but after weighing it several times, he felt that his body-protecting skills might not be able to protect his tongue from the test of the boiling bone soup, so he had to follow Su Nuannuan out of the kitchen.
The couple sat together peacefully for the first time. Duan Tingxuan looked at Xiangyun and Siping packing up the mousetraps and beans. A dark look flashed across his face. He turned to Su Nuannuan and gritted his teeth, "You are so cruel. Not only did you lay beans at the door, you also set up so many mousetraps. Do you hate me so much?"
"Do you still expect me to have any lingering feelings for you?" Su Nuannuan glared at the scumbag: "To be honest, I only arranged mousetraps, not a row of crossbows, so you can just laugh secretly. Otherwise, even if you walk on the snow without leaving any trace, I will still shoot you into a hedgehog."
"Tsk!" Duan Tingxuan sneered, "Crossbows? You want to arrange them, but do you have them? Even I only have three powerful crossbows, and I pestered the emperor to get them. Besides, where can you get a crossbow?" As he spoke, he felt very depressed, "I say, do you really hate me to this extent? In fact, I didn't do anything to you."
"What else do you want to do?" Su Nuannuan continued to glare at a scumbag who had no self-awareness. "You threw the three of us, master and servant, in Meiyue Tower. Do you dare to say that you don't want us to fend for ourselves? I almost starved to death, do you know? If it weren't for the cooking skills given to me by the King of Hell, would you be so kind now? Humph! You came here now, actually just to give me a divorce letter, right? Grandma Yun suffered such a big loss at my hands, how could she let it go? Since she is going to be divorced, what else should I be afraid of? You should thank me for my kindness and unwillingness to harm you, otherwise it would not be a mousetrap. If I put some rat poison in that bone soup for you, can you imagine what that would be like?"
"Rat poison? You woman, do you really dare to murder your own husband?" Duan Tingxuan jumped up, but saw Su Nuannuan waving her hands: "Calm down, calm down, it's just a hypothetical, I didn't poison you after all, right? To be honest, I really can't bear to waste a pot of good bone soup for a scumbag like you, so I can only use a mousetrap instead. Hey! You sent me a divorce letter, right? Take it out and have a look. It is said that the prince is both civil and military, let me see your literary talent too."
"What divorce letter?" Duan Tingxuan said with a sour face: "Don't take it for granted here. Ran Yun said a few words in front of me, but he didn't urge me to divorce you. Don't judge others by your own mean heart."
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