Brother is a heartless thing [Rebirth]

What is this called? !

Wen Xuan looked at him strangely.

Not long after, the servants prepared all the ingredients, moved them into the small kitchen in an orderly manner, and even cleaned the small kitchen that had been idle for a long time, prepared new kitchen knives and chopping boards, and placed all the oil, salt and sauces Proper, neatly placed on the table.

Wen Xuan entered the small kitchen, only to find that although the place was called a small kitchen, the area was really not small, clean and spacious.

He inspected it with a style of mastering the spoon, and confirmed that the ingredients were all there, and there was nothing missing that needed to be added. He weighed the frying spoon again, and the portion was quite convenient, and said: "Not bad, that's enough."

Turning his head, he saw Min Shao screened all the servants out.

"..."

Wen Xuan stared at him silently for a moment.

He opened the mouth and said, "What do you mean? I'm the only one who cooks so many dishes?"

Min Shao came over, "If necessary, I can help you."

Wen Xuan had some shadows about this, and immediately wanted to stop it, "The kitchen is a forbidden place for you."

"That's Tianyin Mountain, there is no such rule in Yuyang." Min Shao had already rolled up his sleeves.

"..."

Wen Xuan had no choice but to shut up and start preparing.

He cleaned his hands and began to process the ingredients.

Min Shao watched him cut up the ingredients in an orderly manner, looked at it for a moment, and said, "What do you need to help you?"

It's not easy for Wen Xuan to let him just stand aside, after thinking about it, he found a job for him, "Chop the ginger into shreds."

Although Min Shao is not familiar with kitchen tools, the hand that holds the sword all the year round is very steady when picking up the kitchen knife. Even if he has little experience, he can still cut the knife accurately and quickly.

Wen Xuan was afraid that he would not do well, so she deliberately took another look, but her eyes froze slightly.

Seeing that his expression was different, Min Shao asked, "What's the matter?"

Wen Xuan was silent for a while, "Did you not wash the ginger?"

Min Shao lacked the common sense of handling ingredients, so he paused and said, "You also need to wash the ginger?"

"..."

"I'll do it again."

After a while, Min Shao started to cut again, the knife was sharp and finished quickly.

Asked, "What else is there to do?"

"Cut it so soon..." Wen Xuan turned her head unexpectedly, her gaze fell on it, but her tone of voice paused strangely, "...?"

Min Shao said, "Is there a problem?"

Wen Xuan hesitated, "You sliced ​​ginger, but I want shredded ginger."

Min Shao looked at the things under his hand, "Is there a difference?"

"..."

"I'll redo it." Min Shao patiently disposed of the pile of ginger slices.

After a while, Wen Xuan prepared the things and put them into the pot, ready to make steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce.

In the world of self-cultivation, rich people often don't use firewood for cooking stoves, but use a kind of spirit stone that will wear out. According to the amount of spiritual power injected, the heat can be controlled, which is much more convenient than firewood.

In the kitchen of Tianyin Mountain back then, the same kind of thing was often used. The fire contained in the spirit stone was often enough for a whole month.

This is also the reason why Min Shao was able to burn the kitchen down so many times.

With the lesson learned from the past, Wen Xuan was very cautious not to let Min Shao approach, and lit the spirit stone by himself, and controlled the fire within the right range.After finishing, he began to prepare to do other things.

Although she hasn't been in the kitchen for many years, Wen Xuan can still feel it in her hands, and the stir-fry is still very neat.The oil soup is mixed with the secret sauce, the hot oil is splashing, the fresh and tender shrimps are put into the pot, stir-fry until the color changes, and the longjing tea that has been brewed in advance is poured down together with the tea leaves. The fragrance of tea and fresh shrimp blend together, and the fresh fragrance overflows immediately. As the water boils, it spreads more intensely, and the tempting and coveted atmosphere overflows the entire kitchen.

This is a skillful Longjing shrimp.

Wen Xuan's movements are very neat, and he won't feel too cold in the busy kitchen in winter. It didn't take long for the three dishes to be almost done, and he was just waiting for the last hot porridge to come out of the pot.

There was mist rising from the top of the small pot, and the hot scent of lotus leaves wafted out, as if even the sunlight shining from the window gave off a warm smell. Two people who were clearly incompatible with the kitchen were actually here Feel a sense of ease.

Min Shao knew that although Wen Xuan had resistance to Tianyin Mountain, he still missed those days in his heart.In the old days, the days were short and shallow, ironing the post across the throat, looking back, it was all a cup of sweet tea.

But looking back now, Min Shao has one more regret——

He really shouldn't have burnt down the kitchen so many times.

Otherwise, it might be possible to do this kind of thing in the kitchen earlier.

When he was thinking this way, he had already stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Wen Xuan's waist from behind.

Wen Xuan felt that his waist was hugged tightly, and there was a slightly hot breath coming from his ears, his fingers suddenly retracted, and the base of his ears turned red instantly.

She's slept through, and she's not a big girl, so thin-skinned, how decent is she... Wen Xuan taught herself this in her heart, turned her head, and kissed Min Shao confidently.

……

Later in the day, the meal was finally ready.It's just that the porridge is a bit mushy.

Fu Si was waiting at the gate of the hall, the dishes and bowls were brought into the room by the palace servants.For the first time, on the clean and precious tabletop of Guangyang Hall, what should have appeared finally appeared, three dishes and two bowls of porridge, although not much, but enough to fill one's stomach.

Fu Si stood aside with a low eyebrow.

At his age, he is well-informed, and he can pretend to be calm when encountering rare things. Even if he sees two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks on the table, it's just that the old god is there, waiting quietly.

Not to mention talking too much, he didn't even raise his eyelids, and even asked knowingly: "Your Majesty, do you want this old slave to serve you?"

"No, you go down."

After getting this expected sentence, Fu Si bowed, stepped back, and closed the gate of Guangyang Hall.

There was no one else in the room, and the two sat at the table.

Wen Xuan handed him the chopsticks and said, "Try it?"

Min Shao took it over, holding the chopsticks with his bony fingers, and picked up a piece of shrimp from the plate in front of him.

Wen Xuan looked at it without blinking, looking forward to it, until he swallowed it completely, and hurriedly asked: "How is it?"

Min Shao didn't know whether it was because of the food in front of him or Wen Xuan's expression, he seemed to smile, and said concisely: "Not bad."

"Really? I thought I must have regressed a lot since I haven't touched the frying spoon for so long." Wen Xuan said, also picked up the chopsticks, and couldn't wait to take a bite.

The fried shrimps are red, tender and smooth, covered with a layer of moist and light sauce. When you bite down, the shrimp meat is tender and soft, and the mellow and sweet tea fragrance is completely infiltrated in it. The taste is simply endless aftertaste.Wen Xuan's teeth and cheeks were fragrant, and suddenly he felt that he should be the reincarnation of the God of Cooking, and sighed without humility: "I am simply too good..."

"Indeed." Min Shao agreed with the two words against his will.

He said again: "Since you have this talent, it would be a waste to keep it in Dongjing. Why don't you stay in Yuyang in the future, and you can be a chef in Guangyang Palace."

Wen Xuan looked at him in disbelief, "Why don't you blush when you say this?"

Min Shao laughed shortly, "I'm telling the truth."

"Is it because my face is worthless?" Wen Xuan put on a show, and unhappily poked the spring bamboo shoots with the tip of her chopsticks, "I'm at least your highness, what's the matter with cooking for you all day long."

Min Shao said: "Take it as the previous 1 taels of silver."

"........."

Wen Xuan suddenly stopped.

1 taels... silver...

"Why, you forgot again?" Min Shao glanced at him in surprise.

At that time, Wen Xuan followed Min Shao back from Wanxiang Building, vowed that he had no money, and wanted to bet himself here to wait for someone to exchange, saying that he could not let Min Shao lose money, Min Shao thought him stupid at that time, In the end, after waiting for a few days, it was discovered that His Highness the Sixth Highness Dongjing had been in arrears for so long even 1 taels of silver.

Thinking about it now, it was premeditated.

Speaking of this, Min Shao wanted to say: "At that time..."

"Shut up, shut up!"

Before he could say anything, Wen Xuan quickly interrupted and put a piece of rib in front of him.

"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep!"

After dinner.

The waiter put away the dishes on the table, Min Shao was still busy with government affairs, and hurried to the study.Wen Xuan went back to Guanghan Palace and continued to think about his letter.

The weather was getting colder and colder, Wen Xuan was sitting by the window, and suddenly recalled that on the way back by car a few days ago, he had seen street vendors selling peach charms and firecrackers leaving their stalls early.

——It will be New Years soon.

In previous years, he spent New Years in Dongjing. Even during the period of cultivating in Tianyin Mountain, Master would let them go home during the holidays.

So what about this year?

Do you want to live in Yuyang?

Wen Xuan sighed worriedly, and suddenly remembered that he and Master hadn't seen each other for many years.

Since leaving Tianyin Mountain in the last life, they haven't seen each other until now. Wen Xuan is a little curious about where he has been all these years.

Previously, Min Shao thought that the master was always watching them secretly, and the reason was that when Min Shao's life was in danger in the previous life, Liu Yu sent the life-saving elixir.

But in fact, Wen Xuan deliberately concealed this point.

——In those haunting dreams in the past, the reason why Wen Xuan climbed up Tianyin Mountain exhaustedly was to take out the Ten Thousand Soul Pill from the ice cave and send it to Min Shao.

The medicine was not sent by Taixuan Patriarch, but Wen Xuan.

That floating fish is not Taixuan Patriarch's, but Wen Xuan's.

That was the last thing Wen Xuan did in his last life when his consciousness was about to rest.It's just that Min Shao didn't know that Patriarch Taixuan had given Wen Xuan such a pill, and he didn't know that Wen Xuan would think of saving him in such a situation, so he kept the owner of the floating fish , as Taixuan Patriarch.

Wen Xuan told him almost completely about the past life, but only concealed this.

After all, it is not important anymore, why bother to add another knot to the other party.

Wen Xuan was thinking while resting his chin, when the window next to him suddenly "bang"!It rang.He was startled, and vaguely saw a shadow from outside the window, and then the window was hit twice by "bang bang".

Wen Xuan got up and opened the window.

Negative Yuan tentatively revealed a small half of the sword, dangling outside the window.

Wen Xuan hesitated for a while, and said, "Please come in."

Then Negative Yuan came in politely.

Wen Xuan didn't know how to entertain him, he could neither tell him to sit down, nor pour tea for him, so he could only ask straight to the point: "But what's the matter?"

Four words slowly appeared on the sword body of Negative Yuan floating in the void: nothing to do.

Wen Xuan paused, "Then..."

Then the following words slowly emerged: I am here to give advice.

"..."

"Teaching?"

Negative Yuan shook his head proudly, and continued: I have been wandering in the academy recently, reading the books of sages, wandering around the world, dancing and writing, and I am quite accomplished.

"..." Wen Xuan didn't know what it had seen recently, and felt that it was speaking strangely. For a while, he didn't know what to answer, so he could only ask, "What do you mean?"

Negative Yuan said: I can help you write letters.

"Write a letter for me?" Wen Xuan asked suspiciously, "You mean the letter to Dong Jing?"

Negative Yuan said: Exactly.

Wen Xuan hesitated for a while, after all, this was a matter between him and Dong Jing, and Li Yuan didn't know much about it, so how could he let him intervene.

But now that it's mentioned, it's not easy for Wen Xuan to refuse, maybe it has some good ideas.

He simply agreed and tried to let it write and read.

So the next morning.

As soon as Min Shao came down from court, he saw that Wen Xuan's waist was almost broken with laughter, and he stretched out his hand, handing him a letter.

In the name of Wen Xuan, the letter wrote——

Recently, I have tossed and turned, pondered over and over again, some words from the bottom of my heart, or suspected of overstepping the rules, I couldn't bear to speak, so I put them in poems.

I also hope that my brother will read it and think carefully:

I am a stranger in a foreign land, and the cold comes to Hirado for the New Year.

Yu Yang was cold at night and no one was close, sitting up with the quilt to face Mian.

But I want my elder brother to live in Guique, and every night he sings and sings, the red wall is beautiful.

I have three thousand bundles of black silk, but I don't have a single share of power in Dongjing.

Weeping and sighing for 20 years of empty life, how can the bitterness return to beauty.

I know that power is hard to come by, and it is not bad that real gold can be exchanged.

If the eldest brother can understand my intentions, the younger brother will be reunited with the king.

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