The scumbag is still very smart.
Su Nuannuan gave Duan Tingxuan a positive evaluation of his ability to know the situation. Then she smiled and led a few people to the kitchen, mixed sugar with a small bowl of bean paste, and beat 20 to 30 eggs skillfully, separating the egg white from the egg yolk, and then handed the large bowl with the egg white to Duan Tingxuan, smiling and saying, "This job really needs to be done by me, otherwise I, Honglian Xiangyun and Siping don't have the strength to do it."
Duan Tingxuan frowned as he looked at the large bowl and the pair of chopsticks inside, muttering, "You won't ask me to stir the egg whites, will you? Who can't do this kind of work? Why does it have to be me? Nuannuan, even if it's revenge, can you be smarter and more subtle? Don't fool me like this, okay?"
"Of course everyone can stir egg whites, but to stir these egg whites until bubbles appear, no one except you has the strength to do it." Su Nuannuan looked at Duan Tingxuan seriously, "Please don't be petty and always think that I am taking revenge on you. I have said it before, if you really want to take revenge, a handful of rat poison is enough. Is it necessary to waste so much energy?"
"You... a good man should not fight with a woman." The young marquis pointed at Su Nuannuan's nose and tapped her twice, then went to stir eggs in frustration. After all, he was a martial artist who practiced martial arts for many years and was very strong. At this moment, he was very angry and could only stir the egg whites vigorously to vent his anger. After a while, bubbles appeared in the egg whites, and then more and more bubbles became bigger and bigger, which won unanimous praise from Su Nuannuan and Honglian Xiangyun Siping.
"Is that all right?"
He handed the big bowl to Su Nuannuan unhappily, and saw her add a few handfuls of flour into it. Hmm! It should be flour, right? It's all white. The young marquis who didn't know the difference between grains guessed in his mind. In fact, he really guessed wrong. The egg white was not all flour, but also a handful of starch. Of course, the young marquis would not care about such details.
The oil in the pot was hot. This time even Honglian and Xiangyun widened their eyes. They had never eaten such a strange snack before.
Su Nuannuan scooped a spoonful of the paste made by mixing egg white and flour starch, then took one of the red bean paste balls next to it, wrapped it with the paste, and gently put it into the pot. The white ball slowly expanded and soon turned slightly yellow.
Su Nuannuan moved very quickly, and soon there were already a dozen red bean paste dumplings in the pot. She used a strainer to stir a few times, and when she saw that they were almost done, she quickly scooped them up and put them in another clean large bowl. Then she looked up and smiled charmingly at Duan Tingxuan: "Okay, try it, my master, the fragrant and sweet snow-soft red bean paste, I guarantee you will like it."
"Do you think I'm stupid? Go and taste it now. I don't want my tongue anymore." Duan Tingxuan rolled his eyes at Su Nuannuan: Will this woman die if she doesn't dig a hole for him? Is it necessary to be so calculating? Thinking carefully: It's really necessary. The resentment of a resentful woman has always been terrible. A few days ago, Shuntian Prefecture took a case. Wasn't it that a fierce woman cut off her husband's penis because her husband had a mistress outside? Although the woman was sentenced to exile outside the Great Wall, the man's life was also ruined.
Thinking of this, the young marquis broke out in a cold sweat, and looked at Su Nuannuan who was busy making snow cotton bean paste with complicated eyes. He thought to himself that compared to this, Nuannuan was not a shrew. That man just kept a mistress, but I have so many beauties around me. Hmm! Speaking of which, should I thank her for not cutting my hair?
Thinking of this, the look he gave Su Nuannuan became a little complicated and blurred. Su Nuannuan was busy and didn't see this look, but Honglian beside her saw it inadvertently. The girl's heart moved, and she secretly said Amitabha, now it seems that the master has feelings for grandma again, this is great, this is really great, she no longer has to worry about being kicked out of the mansion.
After dozens of snow-mian bean pastes were all out of the pot, the first batch that was fished out could be eaten. Although it was still a little hot, the young marquis didn't care as long as it didn't hurt his tongue. He ate one after another with great pleasure, and he didn't forget to applaud while eating. At this moment, all his dissatisfaction with Su Nuannuan disappeared. The power of food is really huge.
There were only a dozen or so pieces of snow-flake bean paste left in the bowl. Su Nuannuan saw that Duan Tingxuan was still trying to grab them like a hungry wolf. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer and held down the wolf's paw. She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Still eating? Is your stomach a bottomless pit? Aren't you afraid of being too full? The three of Honglian, Xiangyun and Siping combined didn't eat as much as you did. You are a prince, but you don't even know the principle of knowing when to stop? Do you want to be the first young marquis in history to die of being too full?"
After Su Nuannuan said this, Duan Tingxuan realized that his stomach was indeed very full. He was only concerned with tasting the delicious food before, so how could he take care of his stomach? He stopped awkwardly and heard Su Nuannuan say to Siping: "It's getting dark now, take a few back to your mother. The old lady waits for her son to come back for dinner every night. It's so pitiful. Unfortunately, she has to deal with you, a grandfather who doesn't know the ways of the world. It's hard for you and your son."
Siping was startled, and then he felt his eyes getting hot. He was just a servant. Although the masters often rewarded him with silver and gifts, in the final analysis, except for the prince, who would really take him, a servant, to heart? But he didn't expect that after surviving this near-death experience, the grandmother would be so kind and righteous.
So he nodded in agreement immediately. Honglian found some kraft paper, made a paper bag, and put the remaining snacks in it for him. Duan Tingxuan had already started shouting loudly, angrily: "What do you mean I don't know the ways of the world? I'm very good to Siping. Ask him if other servants are treated like him? Who doesn't serve the master day and night? Who is as reasonable as me, who lets him go home at night for most of the month? Besides, Siping's parents were also people who served the old lady in the mansion, and now they are in charge of the chores in the sewing room. How can they be as pitiful as you say? You want to bribe Siping? Humph! I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible."
"Really? So I made a mistake?" Su Nuannuan raised her eyebrows and sneered: "In that case, Siping, you don't have to take the things back. Leave them here for me."
"Master." Siping looked at Duan Tingxuan with resentment, thinking to himself, "Master, what are you trying to do now? Even if my mother is not pitiful, I still want to bring her such a good thing to taste. Aren't you ruining my good deeds as a servant?"
"Well……"
Duan Tingxuan also reacted, and was so annoyed, thinking to himself that I was really stupid. Siping is my servant. As long as I get out of this door, I want to share half of the snowy bean paste. How dare he have any objection? Miscalculated, really miscalculated.
Thinking of this, he decisively and shamelessly said, "Well, you are right. I just... that... humph! I just can't accept it. You can even think of Siping's mother, why can't you think of the wife and the old lady? They haven't eaten such good things either. Why don't you take these bone soups, snow cotton bean paste, etc. to honor them?"
Su Nuannuan looked at Honglian and Xiangyun lighting up the lanterns at the door, and sneered, "I was chased to Meiyue Tower by you that day, and Madam didn't say a word for me. That's fine, but Madam always dislikes me. Do you think I don't know? If I hang around her less, she might be able to live a comfortable life for a few days. If I really show filial piety, Madam will be so upset. Why should I work so hard for nothing?"
Duan Tingxuan sighed and said softly, "You only say that mother doesn't like you, but you don't think about the things you did in the past. No one would like you, right? Mother is not unreasonable. If you really change for the better, she will slowly discover your goodness. Why does she like Zhilan? Isn't it because Zhilan is gentle, generous and considerate? As long as you..."
"Stop."
Su Nuannuan crossed her hands in front of her, shook her head and said to Duan Tingxuan, "You are in despair, I will never become that kind of gentle, generous and considerate little woman. From the moment I came back to life after committing suicide, I realized that life is nothing more than eating and drinking, and nothing can compare to the kindness of food. I am a foodie and I am proud of it. If you want to be filial to me, go and I will provide the ingredients. This is how we will get along in the future. I believe you will have no objection, right?"
"You..." Duan Tingxuan felt like he was holding back a breath in his heart, unable to spit it out or swallow it. After a long while, he slammed the table and glared at her, "One night of marriage is a hundred days of grace. Being a woman should not be taken too seriously."
"We've long since broken off our relationship. At most, I can call you Master." Su Nuannuan pouted: Doggerel? I can do that too.
"You and I are reciting poems together?" Duan Tingxuan gritted his teeth and said, "I am serious. From the day you married me, we have been husband and wife. Now that I have taken the initiative to bow my head, what else do you want?"
Su Nuannuan sneered, "No, I am not the only wife of the master. If husband and wife are one, how many bodies do you have to share? Are you thinking of the saying that one night of marriage brings a hundred days of grace? When you chased me to Meiyue Tower that day, where was this sentence? Did you keep it in your mind?"
"Don't you know why I sent you here that day? People outside say that I am taking advantage of your father's misfortune, so I want to favor my concubine over my wife, but you should know the real reason best, right? How did He Xiang and the baby in her belly disappear? Who was behind Yue Ya'er being sold to a brothel? After your father got into trouble, I spared no effort to run around day and night, but not only did you not sympathize with me, you stirred up trouble in the backyard, promised Yu Fu to Zhang the Cripple, and made your wife faint. You even refused to let go of your children. What happened to Mao Ming who fell into the water? Who frightened Mao Chuan so much that he fell seriously ill? Do you want me to explain everything to you again?"
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