"Miss Tilt, don't worry, we will definitely intercede with the brigade commander for you, and try to let you live in the room closest to the brigade commander." Qin Yue thought about it for a long time, and felt that the only thing she could do to help Su Tiantian was to find a good room for her.

For example, a tent that is not too leaky. The one that is surrounded by foam boards, even in the snowy winter, there is not a single breeze blowing in.

…………

Su Muyan has always been a cold person, never caring about the affairs of outsiders, and he doesn't want to help too much.

If Mei Xianyao borrowed money from Su Muyan because of her grandmother's illness, she could have agreed.

Money is something outside the body, and if you can help it, you can help it. However, if you use your reputation to help, Su Muyan must not.

Mei Xianyao hesitated for a while, and finally spoke: "Miss Su, when my grandmother was young, her family was poor, and every child couldn't eat half a mouthful of rice, and some of the food was even moldy. However, now that her life is better and she is older, her only thought is to eat her childhood meal again, and she wants to reminisce about her childhood, so she also hopes that Miss Su can help. ”

"You mean you want me to cook a meal?" Unexpectedly, this request also surprised Su Muyan.

"Yes, that's right." Mei Xianyao said embarrassedly: "I know your cooking skills are very good, can you please cook a particularly unpalatable dish for your grandmother?" ”

"......" is unpalatable?

Two words stumped Su Muyan.

For a chef, the word 'unpalatable' is simply an insult to her work ethic.

"Miss Su, can you help?" Mei Xianyao knew that this request was excessive, but he had to ask.

Su Muyan was entangled: "How unpalatable is it?" ”

"The more unpalatable the better." When Mei Xianyao spoke, she was really sorry. He believed that in Su Muyan's world, it was really difficult for a pair of skillful hands to make something too unpalatable.

"I'll think about it," Su Muyan pondered for a while and said, "It's better to have a request." ”

Mei Xianyao was melancholy, thought for a long time, and finally said: "It's just, it's like a moldy thing." My grandmother once said that she had eaten a bowl of moldy rice that saved her life, and now that she thinks about it, she likes it more and more. ”

"......" Su Muyan was speechless. She deeply suspected that Mei Xianyao's grandmother might have some kind of masochistic tendencies.

"Miss Su, can you help me with this?" Mei Xianyao stood up, her expression solemn, and bowed slightly to Su Muyan.

"I'll think about it." Su Muyan said.

"Yes, then I'll take my leave." Mei Xianyao turned around and walked outside, and when she walked to the door, she stopped and said, "Miss Su, it's cold at night, you should be more careful." ”

"Thank you for your concern." Su Muyan delivered it to the door, closed the door, and sighed lightly.

Probably that's life.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, life does not bring, death does not bring it.

But what should you do with moldy food? This requirement is completely contrary to the ethics of the chef.

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The next day, when he got up early in the morning, Su Muyan's spirit was not particularly good.

The reason was that Su Muyan had a nightmare last night, and he chatted with some moldy steamed buns, and his attitude was sincere, and he actually chatted all night.

After Su Muyan finished washing up, his whole face was haggard and in poor condition, with two dark circles under his eyes, which were free smoky makeup.

Then, at breakfast, he succeeded in startling the crowd.

Lin Yushu's performance was the most exaggerated, and he actually planned to make some flower tea such as wolfberry jujube for Su Muyan.

Su Muyan waved his hand and refused, people in a foreign land, there is no need to live too comfortable and exquisite.

After breakfast, of course, Mei Xianyao did not plan to release people, and not only did she not release people, but also brought in all the servants who had been guarding outside the valley before.

Mei Xianyao waited until everything was done, then found Su Muyan again and asked, "Miss Su, I don't know what happened yesterday, how did you think about it." ”

"Yes, no problem." Su Muyan nodded and put forward the condition: "However, when the matter is over, you must let me go." ”

Forced by the situation, even if Su Muyan is unwilling to delay time, there is no way to change anything.

"Miss Su, please rest assured, after this matter is settled, I will leave with you."

Mei Xianyao bowed to Su Muyan again and expressed her inner apologies, but her overly unfamiliar attitude seemed to be no longer the person Su Muyan knew.

Su Muyan did not answer.

If she could, she didn't want to go with Mei Xianyao again.

"Miss Su, what are you going to cook?" Mei Xianyao asked.

"Are there beans?" Su Muyan thought about it all night yesterday, and finally had a way, he could make a kind of food that could eat the undead.

"Soybeans? Yes, there is. I'll let people go over and fetch it. Mei Xianyao turned around and explained to the two servants.

The servants went and came back quickly, holding two pots of soybeans in their arms, "Childe, soybeans are here." ”

"Miss Su, look ......" Mei Xianyao naturally didn't know what Su Muyan planned to do with soybeans, and was puzzled.

"Please help me get the soybeans into the kitchen." Su Muyan walked towards the kitchen.

"Miss Su," Lin Yushu hurriedly ran over, obviously mustering up courage to summon up Su Muyan's attention, with a trace of worry on his face, and asked, "In case, if the dish can't be cooked, will it be dangerous?" ”

Lin Yushu probably has read too much drama scripts, and whenever there is a scene, he will unconsciously substitute for the role of joy and sorrow, for fear that Su Muyan will be in danger.

Su Muyan rarely softened his heart once, and comforted this little scholar who was not bad-hearted: "Don't worry, Gongzi Mei won't let me have an accident." ”

"Oh, that's good." Lin Yushu was still worried, "I hope you come back soon." ”

"Hmm." Su Muyan has never had such a good attitude towards Lin Yushu, like a spring breeze, warming a pool of clear water.

Lin Yushu's heart lake rippled, looking at Su Muyan's back as he walked away, he couldn't take back his gaze, and his face was full of infatuation.

Li Mingda saw Lin Yushu's undisguised friendship with Su Muyan, and couldn't help but say: "Lin Gongzi, come back to your senses, it's not dark yet." ”

"Yes, yes, I see." Lin Yushu was reminded like this, where would he misunderstand Li Mingda's meaning, and his face immediately turned red. Ashamed, he raised his sleeves to hide his face and hurried back to his room.

Li Mingda followed back to the room, and with a 'snap', he closed the door heavily, obviously not in a good mood, and seemed to be thinking about something very important.

Lin Yushu was idle, and he wanted to disturb the embarrassment just now, so he leaned over and asked, "Boss Li, you seem to have something on your mind." ”

"Can't you?" Li Mingda roared for no reason, making Lin Yushu tremble.

"Yes, of course." Lin Yushu hurriedly returned to his room, sighed, and lay down on the couch to rest.

Half-asleep, Lin Yushu vaguely smelled a strange smell, turned his body over, and turned his face to the inside of the bed.