Mu Xingzhi was beaming as he listened to Su Qingluan's words. He raised his head and looked at her: "So, what did Qingluan find out after visiting so many stores?"
When Su Qingluan heard Mu Xingzhi ask this, she felt relieved - cooking was her hobby after all, and it was also what she was good at.
So she picked up the little book and started talking: "For example, 'Zhen Gourmet House', their signature is braised rabbit meat in soy sauce, they have made the meat without any fishy smell, and the rabbit meat itself is very tender, and the combination with it is very delicious." Served with their unique sauce - I suspect they added honey to the sauce, which gives it a special sweetness that makes the flavor of the sauce softer - so it's rich in flavor but not so harsh on your throat."
Su Qingluan pointed the end of the brush stick at another restaurant: "The taste of this Bafanglou restaurant is not outstanding, so it's not a bad one. However, the chef in the kitchen of this restaurant is very good at knife skills. The three signature dishes are all delicious." It's shredding or slicing. To be honest, this knife skill is difficult even for a cook..."
Halfway through, Su Qingluan felt the eyes of the other party focused on her. She looked up and saw Mu Xingzhi looking at her with a half-smile, with a teasing look in his eyes.
"What...why are you looking at me like that?" Su Qingluan was stared at with such eyes, and she didn't know why she felt a little guilty - the illusion was definitely hers.
However, Mu Xingzhi's words dispelled her lucky fantasy: This is not an illusion!
"I heard that the shopkeeper of the store where we stayed said that Madam, you are worried about my illness all day long because of my husband's condition. Even the food you eat every day is just to let me eat a few more mouthfuls. You don't hesitate to go back and forth for more than an hour every day, just to visit more restaurants. Restaurant, you took great pains to bring me some fresh food, but it seems like we are all just being sentimental."
As he said that, Mu Xingzhi lowered his eyes and looked at the densely written notes in Su Qingluan's hand: "But it turns out, it's 'The drunkard's intention is not to drink'."
"I...how can I not..." Su Qingluan was a little unsure, but her eyes couldn't help but drift around: Okay, okay, she is indeed suspected of being involved in private affairs, but isn't this just a matter of convenience?
"Hey... forget it," Mu Xingzhi put down his chopsticks and let out a long sigh, "For a sick man like me, it is reasonable for you, Madam, to dislike me so much..."
Su Qingluan was a little guilty at first, but looking at Mu Xingzhi's expression that was almost pitiful, she smiled instead: If you say you are fat, you will be out of breath. If I give you three points of color, you will open a dyeing workshop. ?
So she raised her eyebrows instead and followed suit: "Isn't that right? They say that when you marry a man, you have to dress and eat. But look at our family, they eat my food, drink my food, use my food, but in the end they still blame me, I ……I……"
She originally wanted to chant, sing, and fight again, imitating the cheating people in the drama and crying, but the more she talked about it, the more funny she found it, and Su Qingluan's own acting skills were really average, and she wanted to laugh in her heart. There was no external force that could make her hold back at the moment, so even though she was really "I" for a long time, she still didn't say "I" anymore. Instead, she burst out laughing.
Mu Xingzhi was actually just teasing her. Seeing that Su Qingluan couldn't help but laugh, he started laughing. Instead, he changed his sad expression and said with approval: "But Qingluan, you are very thoughtful. No one else has." Expressing doubts about me being 'bedridden'."
From the smell of medicine in the room, the haggard look on Su Qingluan's face, and even the details of how she went to great lengths to improve the taste of her husband who was "bedridden", they all showed the appearance of "a wife who is worried about her husband's illness". To be honest, Su Qingluan Luan's series of preparations and laying was much better than Mu Xingzhi expected.
Su Qingluan felt a little embarrassed after being praised so straightforwardly. She scratched her cheek and looked at Yao Guang standing aside: "They also gave me a lot of help..."
Yaoguang stood up quickly and said he didn't dare to take it.
In fact, Mu Xingzhi and Su Qingluan were talking just now, especially when they were joking about each other's acting skills. Yaoguang didn't know why, but always felt that she seemed a little restless, and it would be best to disappear immediately.
But now she didn't mess up any tasks, and her master didn't get angry at her. Where did this uneasy feeling like a thorn in her back come from?
If Yaoguang has ever surfed in later generations, she will definitely know that this feeling is as redundant as a "light bulb" - although Mu Xingzhi and Su Qingluan are not a dating couple, sometimes, when the two When individuals are more or less fond of each other, this kind of vague aura that isolates the third person will also form.
However, regarding this point, none of the three people present were particularly aware of it - it must be said that Mu Xingzhi and Su Qingluan were "very compatible" in terms of being very insensitive to emotions.
After several people finished breakfast, they changed the original donkey cart into a horse carriage as planned, because Su Qingluan said it would be more stable and comfortable.
The shopkeeper of the hotel couldn't help but sighed with Mu Xingzhi in private: "My dear husband, your wife has taken great pains for your condition and spent everything on your husband. If you have a wife like this, your husband's recovery will be difficult." What are you asking for? You are really envious of others!"
The store owner didn't say anything, that is, the young man was average-looking, but although the lady was still young, she could tell that she had a faintly stunning appearance. Under normal circumstances, the man was not astonishing in appearance, but also pregnant. Disabled, many beautiful women will definitely not be willing to live in the house, don't hug Pipa.
But for the couple in front of them, not only did the woman have no second thoughts, but she also cared about her husband. This made the shopkeeper, who was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people, sigh.
Of course, these words are really unpleasant to say and offend people. The store owner is a good person and will not say anything that people don't like, so he only has a series of auspicious words such as "I wish the wise couple a long life together, and they will raise eyebrows together".
But this time the auspicious words were three times more sincere.
Mu Xingzhi smiled and nodded in greeting, and then the group changed into the spacious carriage and embarked on the journey again.
It has to be said that horse-drawn carriages are indeed faster and more stable than donkeys and mules because they are also pulled by livestock. Moreover, because they are more spacious, the space inside the carriage is also much larger. Su Qingluan can get up and move his body appropriately.
However, this kind of dirt road may have some potholes or pebbles at some point, so the carriage suddenly and violently jolts not only often, but also to find a sense of presence when caught off guard.
Su Qingluan, by chance, stood up and moved around at this moment.
Although the carriage was spacious inside, it was not the kind of bus in the previous life. There were handles and handrails everywhere for people to fix their positions. Su Qingluan was not a person with particularly developed core muscles. It was a coincidence that he was jolted so violently. Suddenly, her center of gravity lost balance and she fell to the side - and the side where she fell happened to be in the direction where Mu Xingzhi was sitting!
Die, die! Su Qingluan subconsciously closed her eyes in fear.
