A cool voice sounded from outside the door, and with a sneer, Zhao Ce walked in with a straight face.
Turns out he was pretending to be sick.
"Ahem!" Su Yu almost choked on her grapes. She raised her moist eyes and panicked when she saw Zhao Ce's half-smiling look.
It's like skipping class to go to an Internet cafe and being caught by the class teacher.
All the servants in the room knelt down.
Chunmei knelt very low, her body trembling, oh oh oh, this village girl was definitely born to defeat her.
Su Yu got down from the soft couch in a panic, and hid a pile of story books under the thin blanket thinking she was doing it covertly: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"
Zhao Ce glanced at the thin blanket but did not reveal it: "I heard that you are sick. I came here to take a look."
Su Yu was shocked. She didn't expect Zhao Ce to know it so quickly. She ducked her eyes twice and hesitated: "I...I am sick..."
Zhao Ce asked: "What disease?"
Su Yu's head turned quickly: "I feel uncomfortable..."
"Where do you feel bad?" Zhao Ce broke the casserole and asked.
It took a long time for Su Yu to hold back a sentence: "I feel uncomfortable all over."
I feel uncomfortable every time I practice calligraphy, I feel uncomfortable listening to the female teacher's lectures, and I feel uncomfortable whenever I study.
Zhao Ce twitched his lips: "In that case, I will send someone to ask a doctor to come and take a look at you."
"Need not!"
Realizing that her reaction was a bit intense, Su Yu hesitated, quietly raised her eyes, and met a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and she suddenly felt guilty that her trick had been seen through.
She swallowed, gently tugged on Zhao Ce's sleeve, and said softly: "There's no need to see a doctor, I'll just rest for a few days and be fine."
Zhao Ce chuckled and said in disapproval: "What can we do without seeing the doctor? Feeling uncomfortable all over the body is not a trivial matter. You have to let the doctor take a look and prescribe more medicine. The bitterer the medicine, the better the effect. Drink it every morning and evening. You may have to drink a lot. It takes a month to get better.”
Facing Zhao Ce's "threat", Su Yu became visibly frightened and her voice trembled: "Is this, so serious?"
Zhao Ce nodded cryptically: "Of course, just drinking medicine may not be enough, you also need acupuncture. Do you know what acupuncture is? A two-inch long silver needle is inserted into an acupuncture point, and the needle is more than half an inch. The weaker the body, the more needles will be inserted. Deep, as uncomfortable as you are, I'm afraid..."
Seeing that the little girl was about to burst into tears, Zhao Ce had a smile in his eyes and slowly put away his bad taste.
"Now tell me, why are you pretending to be sick?"
Su Yu didn't have time to think carefully about when Zhao Ce knew that she was pretending to be sick. In order to avoid being pricked by needles, she said truthfully with tears in her eyes: "I don't want to learn to read."
Zhao Ce raised his eyebrows: "Why, didn't you say before that people who know a lot of words are very powerful?"
"It's true that he is very powerful." Su Yu's little face wrinkled, "But the people in our village are illiterate, and they all live very happily. I am not happy at all learning to read. There are so many people who are not good at it, why should I Are you making yourself unhappy just to become more powerful? Isn’t it bad to be like before?”
A seemingly reasonable argument.
She can't even recognize the words, but she always talks about the same thing. Another person might have been convinced. I really don't know whether to call her smart or stupid.
It's a pity that Su Yu faced Jin Wang Zhao Ce, who looked gentle but was actually cold-hearted.
He smiled faintly and announced without any doubt: "No, from today on, I will teach you personally."
This is where Su Yu's nightmare begins.
Although the female teachers in the past were strict, Su Yu really refused to cooperate, and she had nothing to do. It was different for Zhao Ce, who directly put people under his nose and took care of them.
He specially added a table in the study room, and after teaching, he asked Su Yu to practice calligraphy on that table. She was not allowed to go back until she finished practicing. If she didn't write seriously, she would cancel it and rewrite it.
In just a few days, Su Yu felt like she was living in a fiery hell, and Zhao Ce was the unhuman Prince of Hell.
Looking at the half-written piece of paper, Su Yu said pitifully, "Your Majesty."
Zhao Ce didn't even raise his head: "Say."
Such an indifferent attitude made Su Yu very suspicious of the 35%... No, it had grown to 37, which made Su Yu very suspicious of whether the 37% favorability was a system bug.
The system meowed and jumped on the table: [Don't slander the host out of thin air, the data is absolutely correct. 】
Su Yu pulled it open expressionlessly: "Don't dirty my paper, or you will rewrite it for me." 】
The system swung its tail and jumped down: [Stingy. 】
Su Yu quietly glared at it and said even more pitifully, "My wrist is sore."
In this regard as a teacher, Zhao Ce is particularly strict: "Just get used to it in a few days."
Su Yu: "..."
"My wrist is so sore that I can't even pick up the pen." Su Yu was about to cry.
Zhao Ce then raised his eyes and looked over, met those big eyes filled with grievance, and thought for a moment: "Then rest for a while and then write."
Su Yu died of anger.
After a while, Su Yu wrote two more words, "Your Majesty, I'm hungry."
Zhao Ce: "There are pastries on the table."
Su Yu: "I don't want to eat this."
Zhao Ce: "Let the kitchen cook whatever you want to eat."
Su Yu gradually revealed her purpose: "I want to eat Wuweizhai's Maoxuewang, but the kitchen can't make it."
When you hear Maoxuewang, you know that this is a restaurant run by the heroine.
The five flavors in Wuweizhai refer to the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. The specialty dishes are mainly Sichuan spicy dishes such as Maoxuewang.
It is worth mentioning that Wuweizhai cooks these five flavors very well. Whether customers like sweet, salty or spicy, or they like sour and appetizing dishes, as long as they walk into Wuweizhai, they will be delighted. Come here with joy and return with joy.
When Su Yu first heard the explanation of "five flavors", she was curious. It's easy to understand both sour, sweet, spicy and salty. What could this bitter taste be?
As a result, the heroine made coffee directly, and Su Yu couldn't help but applaud.
Su Yu didn't lie. She really wanted to eat Maoxuewang. She looked eagerly at the calm man over there, waiting for his answer.
Zhao Ce didn't even think about it: "Then let someone buy it back."
All in all, don't even think about skipping class.
Su Yu gave up completely and relied on Zhao Ce's constant indulgence to strive for benefits for herself: "No, it will be cold when you buy it, and it won't taste as good as the freshly made one even if you heat it up. My lord, please, I've been here since I was a kid." I haven’t eaten good food, so please take pity on me. I will be obedient, recognize and practice calligraphy well in the future. Please, Zhao Ce, Your Highness~"
The system was also aroused and spoke for her: "Meow~"
One person and one cat, you say something and I meow. A black and white official document is placed in front of him. Zhao Ce was so disturbed that he couldn't read a word.
It was like this for a long time.
Zhao Ce's forehead twitched, and he finally compromised: "Just this once."
Originally, he was not prepared to agree. When studying, one must have the attitude of studying and go all out. It is not a good thing to always give up half-way. However, after hearing the sentence that he has never eaten good food since he was a child, Zhao Ce admitted that he felt a little soft-hearted.
Wuweizhai is as busy as ever.
After passing through the crowded and lively lobby on the first floor, the two of them were led up the stairs: "Your Majesty, please come this way."
Soon, the two of them disappeared around the corner of the stairs and headed to the private room on the third floor.
"Shopkeeper, what are you looking at?"
Su Lingyu was in a daze. Was it because she was dazzled? She always felt that the backs of the two people just now seemed familiar.
At the same time, there was a throbbing in my heart.
Su Lingyu covered her chest, her heart beating inexplicably.
"The shopkeeper?"
The waiter saw that she was in a bad state and quickly took the plate from her hand: "Shopkeeper, you don't look good. Are you feeling unwell? Sit there and rest for a while. Let our servants handle the dishes. Just do it.”
Su Lingyu pressed her heart and suppressed the unfamiliar feeling: "I'm fine."
"By the way." She called the waiter, "Please help me check the identities of the two guests who just went to the third floor."
The waiter agreed wholeheartedly: "Okay, shopkeeper, don't worry."
