Chapter 771: Inside the Tomb 3

Chapter 771 In the Tomb 3

The woman lives alone in the main courtyard. The mansion is well-organized, and the human relations are also done very well. Anyone who sees her has to praise her for being virtuous.

Every time he looks in the mirror, Su Yanyu can see a middle-aged woman with empty eyes. She seems to have lost her soul. Su Yanyu feels a little uncomfortable in his heart. He knows that when a woman is a young girl, there is brilliance in her eyes , but on the wedding night, the light in her eyes was extinguished by the man, and it never lit up again.

Su Yanyu was deeply trapped in this illusion and couldn't get out, he had no choice but to endure it.

The woman's name is Lianqian. Outside, people call her Mrs. Lian. This is her only request. If a man doesn't love her, she doesn't want to bear his surname.

The boring days passed day after day. Lian Qian got up and washed as usual, and the servants brought the soup. This was Lian Qian's habit. She didn't eat in the morning and only drank a bowl of sweet soup. He likes to be noisy, so he kept quiet after serving the soup.

Lian Qian sat at the table and took a sip of soup with a white jade spoon to drink. She was taken aback when she entered, and then said, "Who made today's soup?"

The servant quickly replied: "Ma'am, it's made by the new chef Wang. The old chef is going back to his hometown for retirement. He is cooking with the chef Wang. Madam doesn't like this taste?"

Lian Qian looked at the round jujube, the core was removed, she tasted one, it was slightly sweet and waxy, very fragrant, sweet and refreshing, much better than the previous cook.

Lian Qian said slowly: "Transfer him to the main courtyard, and he will only take care of my food from now on."

Lian Qian is already a middle-aged woman, and half of her life is probably over. She has been in a daze for more than ten years since she was married. Today, this sweetness has been in her heart. Just keep a little.

The servant showed joy: "Good lady."

In the afternoon, Lian Qian saw the cook. The cook was about 30 years old and dressed in plain clothes. He took a look at Lian Qian and bowed his head: "I have seen Madam."

Lian Qian nodded lightly: "Go down."

There is a small kitchen in the main courtyard, and the maids usually start the fire. Lian Qian is not picky, she has a light taste, so she doesn't have a special cook.

Now this Wang Chef is special.

Lian Qian thought for a while and said: "During this time, you can make all your specialties and let me taste them, and I will taste them according to my preferences. When the time comes, just remember."

Chef Wang nodded: "Okay."

The kitchen is in the inner courtyard of the main courtyard, and when Lian Qian goes out occasionally, she usually checks the accounts in the study.

At noon, she smelled a choking fragrance, and the servant girl who served beside her quickly said, "Ma'am, Chef Wang has made a lot of peppers in the kitchen."

This choking aroma is the smell of chili peppers.

The maid was worried that Lian Qian wouldn't like it, but Lian Qian's expression was calm, she continued to turn over the account, and said slowly: "Let him go."

Su Yanyu, who felt the same way, was about to go crazy with joy, the choking aroma really made him drool, this culinary skill must be the best.

The boring daily life in the past was just torture to Su Yanyu, but today, Su Yanyu feels that the torture is a bit tormented.

When it was time for lunch, Lian Qian went from the study to the main hall for dinner. Chef Wang didn't cook a lot, only four dishes.

A stack of hot and sour potato (potato) shreds, a pot of sliced ​​meat, a green vegetable, and a white-cut chicken. Even Qian usually tastes vegetarian, and the kitchen also cooks vegetarian. She doesn't want to say anything. After more than ten years, she herself feels that she loves vegetarianism.

Looking at the greasy dishes, the maids were all sweating for Chef Wang.

Lian Qian had already sat down and started eating.

The meat slices are smooth and tender, fresh and spicy, and the bean sprouts inside are crunchy.

The white-cut chicken is fresh and tender, and the hot and sour potato shreds are refreshing. Every dish has successfully captured her taste buds and excited her lifeless nerves.

Lian Qian ate calmly, feeling a bit full for the first time.

The portion of the dishes was not much, and after she was full, there was almost nothing left, and the maids were already a little stunned.

After eating, Lian Qian went to the small kitchen in the inner courtyard, where the fire was still burning, and the figure of the man was busy. Hearing the sound, he put down the work in his hands: "Ma'am, is the food still to your liking?"

Lian Qian nodded faintly: "What are you doing?"

It was just eaten at noon, but the pot was still cooking, so Lian Qian was a little curious.

Chef Wang smiled and said, "This is dinner. It's good for lunch and less for dinner, so I'm eating noodles at night. I'm making broth now."

Lian Qian was looking forward to it, she said lightly: "You can arrange it."

After Lian Qian finished speaking, she went back to the study. After looking at the tedious books for a long time, she was inevitably a little tired. Lian Qian rubbed her forehead and sat quietly.

She was also like this before, just in a daze like this, often sitting for an entire afternoon, and the main courtyard was always particularly dull, with no smoke.

But today, Su Yanyu knew that Lian Qian was not in a daze, but was thinking about the taste of the noodles at night. She remembered the soup at noon. Chef Wang's cooking skills are so good. It's delicious, and the noodles should be delicious too.

Su Yanyu could feel what Lian Qian was thinking, but Lian Qian didn't know his existence.

Su Yanyu is smart, for a woman who has no soul day after day, even a slight change would be torn apart.

In the evening, Lian Qian got the noodles she was looking forward to as she wished. The clear soup was delicious, the noodles were firm and refreshing, there was a poached egg and a little green vegetables inside, and nothing else.

The tea is also made by Chef Wang.

This was the most vegetarian meal Lian Qian had ever eaten since she was in charge of the family.

But she likes to eat it the most. Her taste buds seem to be hooked by an invisible force.

After eating noodles and drinking tea, she was not very full. She washed and rested as usual.

As soon as it got dark, Lian Qian was already lying on the bed and fell asleep. She was dreaming, dreaming of herself as a girl, she had a bright smile, her smiling eyes were always bright, outside the dream, the sleeping Lian Qian slightly hooked The corners of the lips are hooked.

Su Yanyu felt very comfortable and relaxed in his heart. He knew that since Lianqian got married, she had never laughed again. She seemed to have lost her happiness, and she often cried.

Su Yanyu felt that Chef Wang was going to get rich, at least that's what he thought.

Chef Wang's cooking skills are very good. Lian Qian didn't ask for it, so he showed it by himself.

In the morning, sometimes it’s a bowl of sweet soup, and sometimes it’s a bowl of porridge, but no matter what he cooks, Lian Qian thinks it’s delicious. When she’s free, she’ll go to the kitchen to have a look. Today’s Wang The chef was processing a leg of lamb. When he saw Lian Qian, he said, "I pasted the crust. You can try this at noon."

Lian Qian nodded: "What's for dinner?"