People are like iron rice and steel. If they don't eat one meal, they will be hungry. Although the rich party has not gained anything today and is still in a bad mood, people always have to eat, and they cannot eat less, otherwise they will not be able to eat. How to be angry when you are full.
Although she was scarred, especially the psychological damage, which would not heal for a while, and she was still doomed to have no hope of revenge, Liu Mei's enthusiasm for work was not dampened at all. How could the flowers and future of the Ming Empire lose her fighting spirit just because of a severe beating? .
After cooking, Liu Mei even fried a few vegetables. Although it doesn't look very good, it should be familiar.
"Master, Master, madam, it's time for dinner." Because of the unprovoked beatings, the rich man's status has become the No.1 in the family, and Leng Bingbing has been with the young master today, so naturally she is a woman.
Leng Bingbing blushed at being called out, but did not refute, after all, it was a fact.
Although Wang Busui borrowed the body of this life, his thoughts are still from the 21st century in his previous life. Although it is a bit of a joke, Wang Busui still thinks so in his heart, so he is not like those high-ranking people. According to the rules of a wealthy family, when the master eats, the servants can only stand aside and wait. The rich man also has a happy-go-lucky personality and does not have so many rules, so Liu Mei also came to the table, and the whole family gathered around the table, enjoying themselves.
It's just that Wang Bushi was a little embarrassed when he saw the food on the table. It didn't matter if it wasn't in pairs or in pairs. After all, ordinary people didn't pay attention to four plates and eight bowls. But at least the presentation should be better. The appearance of this dish was really bad. No. You know, I thought it was pig food.
He asked carefully, "Liu Mei, you did all this."
"Yes, I did it all," Liu Mei replied happily. After all, heroes have a place to play, and it is a happy thing for Qianlima to meet Bole.
"Well, isn't this a bit too ugly?" Wang Bu Shou said carefully. Wang Bu Shou still took care of Liu Mei's emotions. He didn't slap people in the face, and didn't say any more ugly words, just like a piece of shit.
"Master, just because it's ugly, it doesn't necessarily mean it doesn't taste good. Mangosteen is dark, but it doesn't mean it's delicious. You have to look at the inside when eating food," Liu Mei explained matter-of-factly.
"You talk so much nonsense. You will know it after eating it." After Fu Jiafang finished speaking, he picked up the food and put it into his mouth, and then chewed it. There was no accident, just as everyone expected, and then the rich man vomited, and his face seemed to be cramped.
"How is it, how is it?" Liu Mei asked expectantly.
"Do you still have to ask? Master has already vomited." Wang Busheng answered first. It is estimated that the old man is still in pain and cannot answer the tasting results.
"Probably not, the steps are all correct, this is what I did when I saw my aunt." Liu Mei murmured softly, more puzzled.
Pulling Liu Mei, Wang Bushi asked seriously, "Liu Mei, can I ask you a question?"
Wang Busui is very reserved, after all, it cannot destroy a person's positive fighting spirit.
"Master, if you have anything to say, feel free to ask, I will tell you everything you know."
"Answer honestly, have you ever cooked?"
"I've done it"! Liu Mei answered decisively.
"Then this dish"! Anyone who has cooked a dish once will never have this result.
"I have cooked before, but this is my first time cooking."
"Why"?
"My aunt is afraid that I will steal vegetables. When I eat, my aunt never lets me eat vegetables. She says it is a waste. It is better to feed the dog than to me." Liu Mei felt a little aggrieved. They say blood is thicker than water. How can I watch you eat meat and watch you eat vegetables?
"Well, it's hard to guard against house thieves day and night. Liu Yujing's approach is also worth advocating."
Suddenly, Wang Buyi slapped his head and said, "Oh, I forgot something important." He hurriedly ran back to his den. The pot was still there and the fire was still burning quietly. Fortunately, no fire was caused. When he came to the pot, Wang Busui opened his eyes and suddenly his eyes lit up. The brown sugar in the pot had disappeared. , arranged into white and transparent crystals. Wang Bu Shou carefully took out some and put them into his mouth. Well, it really tastes like the previous life.
"Hahaha, it's successful. The farmers stand up and sing, drink spicy food, eat the chicken drumsticks and throw away the chicken drumsticks." Then carefully pour all the sugar into the bowl.
"Girl, what's wrong with this boy Wang BuSheng?" Regarding Wang BuSheng's sudden departure, especially when he was eating, and leaving when the food was still so unpalatable, Fu Jia was still very surprised, "Is it this boy's house?" There is soup stewed in it, and I secretly drink it by myself. Girl, you are his wife, how can he secretly eat it alone without thinking about you? No, I have to go and see for you." After saying that, he held the bowl and stood up. .
At this time, Wang Busui was seen walking out of the house with a bowl in his hand and an exaggerated smile on his face.
"Okay, as expected, I'm holding the bowl. This kid really came back after eating. This unscrupulous thing doesn't even call me Master if he eats on the sly." Fu Jiafang cursed fiercely and ran over to face Wang Budie. It was a slap on the head, "You ungrateful thing, why don't you call me Master if you want to eat something delicious?"
"Ouch, Master, why did you hit me?"
"Master, I still need a reason to beat you."
"Well, these words are very domineering, but very sufficient." Wang Budie was speechless. The teacher is your father, which means that the master is your father, and it is not illegal to beat him to death.
"Master, sit down quickly." Wang Bushi asked Fu Jia to sit down, then put the bowl on the table with a smile on his face, "Master, have a taste."
"Uh" Fu Jiafang was stunned, looking at the white granular unknown object, his face was full of suspicion, and then he said angrily, "Wang Bu die, you hate the master so much, you actually want to poison the master to death."
"Poisoning, Master, where do you start talking about this?" Wang Busui felt very unjust.
"Isn't this just arsenic? Do you think I don't know? I've eaten more arsenic than you've ever seen. Um, no, it's salt. There's no way you can fool me. I won't eat it even if I kill you." He was probably afraid. If you look at it more, you will be poisoned. The rich man pushed the bowl away.
"Well, arsenic has such a good appearance." Wang Bu died speechless. "Master, this is really not poison. What's the benefit of me poisoning you?"
"Why is it no good? I have a house and tens of thousands of taels, no, more than a thousand taels in savings. These things are enough for the father and son to turn against each other, and the master and the apprentice are poisoned." Fu Jia Yifang said confidently, showing off his house and tens of thousands, no, more than a thousand taels in savings.
"Well", what Wang Bushit was not concerned about was the last sentence, "Master, you actually have tens of thousands of taels in savings."
"What tens of thousands taels? You heard wrong, it's more than a thousand taels," Fu Jiafang explained loudly.
"They all heard it too." Wang Bu Shou looked at Leng Bingbing and Liu Mei.
"They all heard it wrong. Tell me how polluted the world is. The ears of young people are affected and cannot function properly." The wealthy party directly classified Wang Busui and the three as disabled, but the disability certificate was given to them. I don’t know if I don’t pay. It’s impossible to pay every month.
"Okay, the old man has such a tough mouth, how can he really kill him?" After bringing up this topic, Wang Bushi continued to persuade, "Master, try it, it's delicious, I guarantee you have never tasted it in your life." ".
"I won't eat it. Pan Jinlian used the same method as you when he poisoned Ximen Qing." The wealthy party remains unmoved.
"It's really delicious." Wang Busui was very disappointed. The delicious food he made was not recognized by everyone, just like a child who got double hundred in the exam and didn't get praise.
"I won't eat it if it's delicious, and I won't eat it even if you kill me. Old man, I've lived so long and I've never eaten anything but poison. I won't be fooled," said Fu Jia Yifang. Of course, he was most suspicious. After all, this Something like arsenic.
"Let me have a taste." Leng Bingbing couldn't stand it anymore. In order to avoid the embarrassment of her husband, Leng Bingbing had no choice but to do it by herself. Leng Bingbing dipped a little bit of it with her chopsticks, and then slowly put it into her mouth like taking poison. Beauty is different. Even when she eats, she looks so dignified and elegant, as beautiful as a painting.
Wang Bushit looked at Leng Bingbing with eager eyes and asked, "How is it?"
I have tasted the taste, and it is still very sweet. But if I like this taste, it does not mean that everyone likes it. Just like durian or bitter melon, the tongue of the 21st generation may have evolved and become more advanced.
The same goes for Fu Jia Yifang and Liu Mei. All their attention is on Leng Bingbing's body, or to be precise, on his mouth.
"Well, it's very sweet, really sweet. I have never tasted anything so sweet, and the taste is much better than brown sugar." After tasting it, Leng Bingbing nodded excitedly and said, sweets are killers of all ages, no matter how big or small, yes Both men and women like to eat sweets.
He raised his eyes to look at Wang Busheng, and saw that everyone's eyes were on him. This was the first time that so many men were staring at him. He was not a singing girl, so he felt uncomfortable all over his body.
"Don't look at me again, or I'll dig out your eyes."
"Well, the beauty is angry." The three of them had no choice but to look away.
His hard work was finally recognized. Although his organs had evolved, his sense of taste was still the same. Wang Bu was very happy. He was one step closer to his dream of becoming a rich man. He picked up a little with his chopsticks and said, "Liu Mei, you Have a taste too.”
"Ah, me." Liu Mei was shocked, "Can I eat it too?"
"Nonsense, why can't you eat? You don't have a mouth," Wang Bushi asked.
Liu Mei was still very moved. This society is a hierarchical society. Although Liu Yujing is her aunt, she is almost like a slave. She does the most tiring work and eats the worst food, and she has never bought anything in the past few years. A new dress and a penny in wages, Liu Mei was helpless. After all, when meeting an unreasonable person with no family ties, no matter how deep the relationship is, it is just a blank slate. Liu Mei also wanted to change. If she stayed here, she would have to live like this for the rest of her life, living a plain but unhappy life, being oppressed and exploited by her aunt's family.
Until she met Wang Busheng and was sold by her aunt. Although she was sold, Liu Mei was still very happy. Although she became someone else's slave, it was also the beginning of a new life. It might be tiring, it might not be dignified, it might be another life. The beginning of a kind of suffering may be more miserable than the life in my aunt. However, people always have to change. Water that stands still will become stagnant water. The same is true for people. Living without dreams can also be said to be a dead person. , not even as good as salted fish.
After signing the contract of sale, Liu Mei was content with the situation. Psychologically, she regarded herself as a slave, a status without any human rights. The master would rarely have a good attitude towards the slaves, ranging from beating and scolding to directly beating him to death. It's possible, but maybe it's because of the virtues accumulated by my ancestors, or because the ancestral tomb was caught in a fire and the smoke was billowing, but I was lucky enough to find a good host who even let me sit at the same table when eating. This was in other people's homes. There is no possibility for a slave to exist, and now that the master has delicious food, he will still think of himself. This is definitely the first time. Liu Mei was very touched. If it weren't for the man's self-esteem, tears would have fallen from his eyes, and he felt heartbroken. Only then will it really hurt. Only by being grateful to yourself can you be truly grateful. Maybe it's an exaggeration, maybe it's too much excitement, too much emotion, but I've always been ignored as a human being, and now I'm suddenly treated like a human being. How can I not be grateful?
With mixed flavors and tasting something new like arsenic, Liu Mei felt very happy.
