Chapter 199: "Steamed is just okay."
The road at the entrance of the garden was wide and open, and the houses on both sides were extremely symmetrical and beautiful, which was simply dazzling. Wen Yu walked slowly while looking around, not wanting to miss any place.
She was somewhat curious about places she had never been to.
Xiyan was pulling the carriage from behind, while Yu Chang and Song Linsheng followed Wen Yu on either side. The four of them walked along the street, looking for the "not far away" place that Wu Da mentioned.
"Mrs. Wen—"
The empty and quiet street made this call like a bolt of thunder, immediately attracting the attention of Wen Yu and others.
Wen Yu looked in the direction of the sound——
It was indeed “not far away”.
Lord Mu was wearing goose yellow clothes, with an amber ribbon flying in his hair. In his hand, he was still holding the jade fan that he never left behind. At this moment, he was standing on the stone steps in front of the door with a servant.
Seeing Wen Yu looking at him from afar, Mu Tong smiled and then stretched out the jade bone fan in his hand and shook it to signal.
"It's Master Mu."
Wen Yu hurriedly spoke to Song Linsheng and Yu Chang on his left and right, and then took the lead to walk towards Mu Tong.
Song Linsheng and Yu Chang, who were behind her, looked at each other, both remaining expressionless.
Wen Yu took two steps at a time and rushed to the door of Mu Tong's mansion. Her dress was like rolling waves as she walked hurriedly.
"Master Mu." Wen Yu looked up at Mu Tong on the stone steps, picked up her skirt and walked up. "Why are you standing here?"
Isn’t it said that the sick person is restless and can’t sleep?
Now that I am standing under the scorching sun, I am not afraid that the condition will get worse.
Mu Tong's face was a little pale, but he was in good spirits. Seeing Wen Yu going up, he hurried down to meet her.
"Of course I'm here to meet Madam Yu Wen."
Wen Yu paused upon hearing this and immediately stopped on the stone steps, "Waiting... for me?"
The waves under her feet also stopped abruptly as she stopped walking.
Mu Tong smiled and nodded, and the ribbon behind his head was blown by the breeze, flying in front of him and sticking to his cheek.
The amber is bright and light in color, which makes Mu Tong's cheeks look white and slightly sickly.
But he seemed completely unaware of it, and was not at all bothered by the illness. Instead, he replied with a smile:
"Just now, the secretary came back to report that he had run into Xiyan from Lord Song's residence in Green Water Lane, so he made a bold guess—"
Mu Tong paused, turned the wrist holding the folding fan, and kept the other person in suspense.
"Hmm?" Wen Yu blinked, tilting her head slightly to look at the jade fan in Mu Tong's hand. "What?"
"I guess that Madam Wen might come to see me."
After saying this, Mu Tong smiled softly, fanning himself while he spoke.
If people have something to ask for, they will naturally have expectations...
Mu Tong's lips and teeth were completely hidden behind the fan, leaving only a pair of clear eyes exposed, looking directly at Wen Yu.
"Me?" Wen Yu raised her hand and pointed at herself, seeming unsure but more apologetic. "I... I'm here..."
Ever since she came to Jiangyang Mansion, Lord Mu had helped her find her brother and assisted her in creating registers for Ayuan and Azhu, which really helped her a lot.
Not to mention that Lord Mu is ill now, even in the past, she should have come to thank him long ago.
Wen Yu pursed her lips and said nothing, her fingertips hidden in her sleeves twisted together, feeling a little embarrassed.
"I am honored that Madam Wen has visited my humble home. I have swept the room to welcome you." Mu Tong's smile grew wider and his tone became more cheerful. He put away his fan and tapped it on his palm.
"Lord Mu!" Wen Yu stared, then realized that Mu Tong was joking with her.
Mu Tong raised his eyebrows and replied, "Hmm? Madam Wen?"
With just a few words, he eased the atmosphere and pulled Wen Yu out of her self-blame.
Wen Yu was so angry that her cheeks puffed up. She turned away and ignored Mu Tong.
At this moment, Song Linsheng, Yu Chang and Xi Yan, who were a few steps behind, followed.
"Sir Song, please wash the inkstone." Mu Tong straightened his expression and greeted everyone one by one, saying, "May I know who this person is..."
Mu Tong's gaze swept across Yu Chang, and soon turned to look at Wen Yu with a little doubt.
"this--"
Wen Yu turned around and looked at Yu Chang, who had a cold expression on his face. At this moment, she was wearing a green shirt and was a woman...
"This is my distant cousin."
Wen Yu didn't even blink and just started making up stories.
Anyway, Lord Mu had never seen Yingying, and had no idea where she came from, so she was not afraid of being exposed even if she was making up stories.
On the contrary, if Yu Chang were to act in Jiangyang as her distant cousin, it would seem to be a win-win situation for both parties.
Wen Yu had just finished speaking, and before Lord Mu could react, Yu Chang's face froze and his fingertips trembled.
This woman... When did he become her older cousin...
Mu Tong's eyes flickered between Wen Yu and Yu Chang, and he looked as if he understood everything. "So she's Madam Wen's cousin."
"Hmm!" Wen Yu raised his chin and said lightly, "Wen Xing."
Song Linsheng and Xi Yan stood aside, tacitly keeping silent, just watching the development of the situation quietly.
Mu Tong nodded slightly and greeted Yu Chang warmly, "Mrs. Wen Xing is polite."
Yu Chang’s eyes went dark and he couldn’t help but close his eyes.
His mind was filled with chaos and confusion, and he couldn't help but think:
Wen Yu...although he no longer has the cultivation he once had, his ability to be shameless and speak nonsense has not diminished in the slightest.
"Wen Xing—" Wen Yu pinched Yu Chang's sleeve and tugged, saying angrily, "Master Mu is greeting you!"
Yu Chang opened his eyes, his slightly cold gaze swept across Wen Yu, and then turned to Mu Tong's face. After some preparation in his heart, he snorted indifferently.
"Um."
Song Linsheng's lips curled slightly. Unlike the situation of Lord Mu and Xiyan, he understood what was happening at the moment as clearly as Wen Yu.
He felt helpless about Xiaoyu's behavior, but also found it cute.
Putting aside his thoughts, Song Linsheng looked at Mu Tong seriously, "I heard that Master Mu was ill. Is he feeling better now?"
Mu Tong turned sideways, greeted everyone, and shook his head, "It's not a serious illness, thank you for your concern."
"Everyone, please—"
As Mu Tong finished speaking, everyone, led by Wen Yu, stepped forward and entered the inner courtyard with Mu Tong.
The corridors are winding, the vines are slanting, and there is running water running through them. The landscaping layout of Lord Mu's house is very charming, and it is not difficult to see the great care that has been put into it.
only……
Wen Yu looked around and felt that the place was too deserted. She felt inexplicably lonely walking in the courtyard.
She was clearly surrounded by people, but she still felt lonely.
That's strange.
"It's getting late, Madam Wen, are you hungry?" Mu Tong was half a step ahead of Wen Yu, leading the way for her while asking sideways.
Wen Yu turned her gaze back to Mu Tong, then lowered her head to look at her flat belly, "Well..."
Mu Tong was not surprised at all. He smiled easily and looked as if he had expected it. "I have prepared a banquet and would like to invite Madam Wen and everyone else to join us."
Wen Yu walked without stopping, but his heart paused. Without time to think carefully, he asked, "How can it be so fast?"
Mu Tong clapped his hands together while holding the fan bone. "Madam Wen is here to visit, so I naturally dare not neglect her."
"Master Mu..." Wen Yu felt really embarrassed to call Mu Tong what he said, so she quickly interrupted him.
It was hot at noon, so Mu Tong set up the banquet in the inner room. Everyone talked and laughed along the way, and it took a long time before they finally sat down.
The banquet had a wide variety of dishes, including a dish of lamb trotters and bamboo shoots, a dish of five-flavor apricot cheese goose, eight-treasure roast duck, crystal pork elbow, ginseng black-bone chicken, and several other dishes, a total of eight cold dishes, eight hot dishes and eight large plates.
However, Wen Yu glanced at them coldly, and the one that caught her eye the most was the one in the middle -
"Steamed sea bass." Wen Yu read.
A fresh, fragrant and sweet aroma hits you in the face. The fish in the plate is white, smooth and shiny, the sauce is fragrant and rich, and the green and red colors covering it are even more appetizing.
Before Wen Yu finished speaking, Song Linsheng's eyes followed her. Steamed sea bass was not a rare thing, but...
He thought of a previous incident and found it quite interesting.
"That's right." Seeing Wen Yu sitting down, Mu Tong raised his sleeve and moved the steamed sea bass in front of Wen Yu. "Steamed sea bass, Madam Wen, do you like it?"
"I like it, of course I like it!" Wen Yu raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of joy, and responded happily.
"There's no need to be so formal, please come in." Mu Tong looked around and entertained everyone with great courtesy.
Song Linsheng nodded lightly, picked up the bamboo chopsticks and naturally served the dishes to Wen Yu.
Yu Chang was half a beat slower than him. He saw Song Linsheng's movements clearly with his eyes, and then he took the bamboo chopsticks in his hand in an orderly manner.
Xiyan's mind was completely focused on the food, and he didn't even glance over here.
But before Song Linsheng could finish his move, Mu Tong had already put a spoonful of fish into the jade plate.
"As long as Madam Wen likes it," Mu Tong said to Wen Yu sideways, his smile growing wider. "As for the steamed sea bass, I have to thank Lord Song for reminding me."
"Song Linsheng?" Wen Yu raised her hand and put the fish into her mouth, chewing it whole. "Song Linsheng's reminder?"
When Song Linsheng saw Wen Yu looking at him, he first smiled softly, and then his eyes slid to Mu Tong's face.
Yes, it was indeed his reminder.
However, Lord Mu’s good memory also played a role.
"Yes." Mu Tong's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled heartily. "Last time at Jiangyang Restaurant, when I was dining with Madam Wen and Lord Song, Lord Song reminded me that sea bass is best steamed, and pickled is second best."
Mu Tong and Song Linsheng looked at each other across the dishes. "I've been researching the recipe for steamed sea bass since I returned home, and I finally got the best recipe recently."
"Today is a good time to entertain Madam Wen and all of you."
Song Linsheng's eyebrows were sparse and he looked at Mu Tong indifferently.
Although Lord Mu was looking at him when he said this, he was still "Lord Song" just now, but now he was "everyone".
Song Linsheng couldn't help but curl his lips, raised his glass and nodded with Mu Tong, saying with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Lord Mu."
"That's not true, Lord Song." Mu Tong raised his glass in response, very politely.
The two of them were interacting quite lively, as if all the time they had worked together had never happened, and they were still as distant as when they first met in the government office.
Yu Chang's eyes swept over Wen Yu, who was eating the fish with gusto, and then glanced at Song Linsheng and Mu Tong to the left and right, and finally lowered his head to look at the sea bass in his hand.
These fish... there are countless of them at the bottom of the Yuanshui River, as numerous as the hairs on a cow.
Sometimes when food swam to his mouth, he was too lazy to open his mouth to eat.
Whether it is steamed or pickled, it doesn't seem to be a rare thing, right?
Yu Chang was confused for a moment, staring at it for a while before putting the fish into his mouth.
It's sweet and fragrant, and worth a try.
But what he still didn't understand was...
What's there to argue about?
“Steamed is just okay.”
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