Chapter 8 Stew for Miss Shu
"Is the master possessed by some demon? I've never seen him so patient. And isn't his precious zither forbidden to be touched?"
"Read less useless books." Shang Lu said without any emotion.
Jiang Xi put his hand on Nan Xing's shoulder and said, "When you see Miss Shu next time, be respectful."
"why?"
"You'll understand soon enough."
After teaching Shu Shi and the complete song intermittently, Yu Tongchen said, "The wind is blowing, let's go back."
Seeing that she was still unsatisfied, although her face was a little pale, her eyes were filled with joy, he said, "Play again tomorrow."
She has been very exhausted today.
"Okay." A smile spread across her lips.
Yu Tongchen leaned over, carried her back to the wheelchair, and pushed her back into the house.
The wheels rolled on the wooden planks, covering up the sound of the heartbeat.
Bai Tong came back just in time, and after handing the person over to her, Yu Tongchen left.
Shu Shiyu turned around and looked at his back.
"Miss, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing, go in." Shu Shiyu shook his head.
Yu Tongchen stood on the corridor with his hands behind his back, looking at the flaming mountains in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
"Gracilaria."
"My subordinate is here."
"There will be frost and dew in the evening, so bring the zither back now."
"Yes."
As Jiang Xi left, another black shadow fell.
"I've met the master."
"You will be in charge of the kitchen for this month. Jing Mo will take over when he comes back."
"Let them learn cooking from you when they have nothing to do. Even dogs won't eat the food you cook. Cooking should also be included in the training at the dark camp."
Finally, Yu Tongchen added: "I'll make a soup to replenish qi and blood tonight, and ask Ziling for the recipe."
"Yes." Su Mu responded and stepped back.
In the kitchen, Su Mu looked at a group of rough guys breaking bowls and burning pots, and veins on his forehead were throbbing.
"What are you doing?" Ziling pushed open the door and saw a mess.
"The master asked Su Mu to teach us cooking." Nan Xing said with a bitter face, "We are secret guards who kill people and gather intelligence. Why should we learn cooking? Learning this is harder than learning to poison!"
Seeing him standing at the door, Jiang Xi pulled him in and put his arm around his neck, "Zi Ling, why don't you learn it too? Compared to learning medicine, isn't learning cooking easy?"
They can't be the only ones suffering.
"I'm not a secret guard, and my master didn't ask me to learn cooking!"
Su Mu chopped the kitchen knife on the chopping board and said, "Put it away and watch me do it. If you can't learn it, go and tell the master."
"At least don't make something that will give you diarrhea if you eat it."
Unable to run away, Ziling could only stand by and watch with the other secret guards.
"What is this pot?" Nanxing curiously lifted the lid of the pot next to him that was bubbling with steam.
"Don't move. The master specially ordered a soup made from ginseng slices to nourish the qi. If you spill it, you'll be finished." Su Mu glanced over.
Nanxing let go upon hearing this and dared not move.
Jiang Xi said, "Oh," "I know, it's stewed for Miss Shu."
A group of secret guards looked at Su Mu's operation with serious expressions, as if they were completing some very important task.
Hearing the unfamiliar footsteps, the secret guards flew onto the roof beams and hid.
Ziling was originally leaning on Nanxing, but suddenly he lost his support and fell to the ground with a "bang".
Bai Tong pushed open the door and was stunned for a moment, "Why are you lying down? Is the ground cool?"
Ziling got up and patted his sleeves, "I didn't stand firmly."
"Oh." Bai Tong nodded, "I'll come and get the porridge I cooked earlier."
"This is Su Mu. He will take over Jing Mo's cooking job for this month. I won't bother you anymore in the future." Ziling pointed at Su Mu.
"Okay." Bai Tong took the porridge and left.
"master."
When Yu Tongchen entered the room, he saw a group of secret guards Wu Lala falling from the beams and said, "You don't have to hide from them anymore."
The secret guards were all a little surprised, "Yes!"
"Where's the soup?" Yu Tongchen looked at Su Mu.
"It's ready." Su Mu scooped the soup simmered on the fire into a soup bowl and put it into the food box.
"Give me."
"Yes."
When Yu Tongchen left with the soup, Wangyou stroked his chin and said, "Master, this attitude is unusual."
Jiang Xi bumped his shoulder, and the two looked at each other, both understanding what the other meant.
Yu Tongchen was walking towards the west wing carrying a lunch box. He stopped halfway, lowered his eyes to look at the lunch box in his hand for a while, and then continued walking.
After knocking on the door, the moment it opened, Yu Tongchen saw a little girl sitting at the table sipping porridge.
"Dr. Yu? Why are you here?" Bai Tong asked.
"This is a Qi-boosting soup. If you have a good appetite, drink a few sips. If not, don't drink it. Don't force yourself." Yu Tongchen handed the food box to Bai Tong. "If you don't have a good appetite, ask the kitchen to make some mild and appetizing food."
"Thank you, Doctor Yu." Shu Shiyu smiled at him.
Yu Tongchen nodded, "It's raining tonight, it's cold on rainy nights, light some more charcoal."
"it is good."
After she agreed, Yu Tongchen glanced at the stupid Zhuzi who was wandering around her without any awareness, then turned and left.
He came here in person just to see her, but he could have asked anyone to come. Yu Tongchen had never done such a thing before.
He admitted that he had feelings for her.
Forget it, now that you are attracted to it, just follow your heart and indulge yourself.
Even though this feeling came too suddenly and for no reason.
"Miss, would you like to drink?" Bai Tong opened the lid.
"Give me half a bowl, I'll drink it slowly." Shu Shiyu withdrew his gaze, thought for a moment, and said.
"it is good."
"Bai Tong, go to town tomorrow. The letter my grandfather wrote to me should have arrived."
"Okay lady."
Shu Shiyu picked up the soup bowl, blew away the hot steam, and started drinking in small sips.
The sweet soup warms the stomach.
"Both the medicinal porridge and soup in Divine Doctor Valley are fresh and sweet." Shu Shiyu said suddenly after taking a few sips.
"If possible, I would like to find a paradise to live in and not go back to that place." There, she was always on guard and lived a tiring life every day.
"But I know it's impossible. He won't allow me not to go back."
"Miss..." Bai Tong's eyes were filled with heartache.
"Okay, I'll get back what they owe my mother." Shu Shiyu put the bowl on the table and touched his stomach. "This is the first time I feel warm in my body."
Hearing her words, Bai Tong almost burst into tears. God knew her young lady's hands and feet were freezing cold even in summer.
Seeing Bai Tong's eyes full of tears again, Shu Shiyu felt helpless and found something for her to do to distract her. "Clean up."
"Oh good!"
……
On the second day, after breakfast, Yu Tongchen came as usual to give Shu Shi and perform acupuncture.
He felt her pulse and asked casually, "How's your appetite this morning?"
“Better than before.”
"You're coughing less now. The medicine must be working." He gave her an injection. "It's raining today. You can't go out."
When Shu Shiyu heard this, his eyes dimmed slightly.
"I'll have someone bring the zither into your room. If you want to play it, play it for half an hour. Don't be greedy for more than that."
"Okay, thank you." Her eyes lit up again, and her tone was audibly happy.
"Are you really that happy?"
"I am happy. Apart from reading and embroidery, I can do little else."
Yu Tongchen was silent for a while and then said, "After that, do whatever you want."