??Chapter 381: Chapter 381: Re-modification
Chapter 381: Chapter 381: Re-modification
Lin Caisang took the hamr and started pounding the small clumps of soil. To everyone’s astonishnt, under these clods were items wrapped in lotus leaves.
She unfurled the lotus leaves onto a large plate and looked at Zhe Jue and the others.
“Unwrap these lotus leaves, placing the fish inside on top. Be careful not to get any dirt mixed in or you’ll really be eating soil.”
The group imdiately began clumsily unwrapping the lotus leaves.
As soon as a lotus leaf was opened, a savory aroma hit them, almost causing them to lose their noses from the scent.
“It slls so good!” Zhen Wu was the first to exclaim.
Who was it that said Miss Lin couldn’t cook? They vowed they would fight those who said it, sticking up for Miss Lin!
“These three big ones are chicken, be careful when you’re breaking them open, then cut them up and take them out.”
“Oh, okay.”
With nods of agreent, all their attention was focused on the aromatic grilled fish.
Lin Caisang rolled her eyes at them, stood up and walked over to Ya Molian, handing him an ice cream.
“Have one, it’s cool and sweet.”
Ya Molian took the ice cream from her hand, and also took one from the tray to offer to her.
Lin Caisang, laughing, took a bite of the frosty treat. The two looked over at the group huddle by the stove, then left the kitchen side by side and headed for the hall.
…
Half an hour later, there were peals of laughter coming from the hall.
“Miss Lin, your cooking is truly excellent. How did you make these dishes? I’ve never seen them before,” Zhe Jue said, rubbing his belly, feeling as if he had eaten his fill.
“Humph.”
Zhen Wu sniffed disdainfully at him.
“I wonder who was it that said Miss Lin can’t cook.”
“Er!”
Zhe Jue blushed scarlet, choked by Zhen Wu’s comnt.
He’d never seen Lin Caisang cook anything before, except for the sweet chicken soup the night before. Moreover, previous hearsay about the Lin Family alluded to her culinary inability, didn’t it?
So, was it his fault?
“Stop talking nonsense. I rely hadn’t seen Miss Lin cook before,” he retorted to Zhen Wu.
Could he tell the truth? Of course not.
Why doesn’t he ask the Palace Master whether he believed Miss Lin could cook before? He probably didn’t believe it either, right?
So, see! It wasn’t his fault alone, really.
“Palace Master, can you please testify? Miss Lin really has never cooked before, right?”
Of course, excluding the chicken soup from last night.
Ya Molian: “…”
Ah, Zhe Jue, you’re asking for trouble. Bringing this curious point up to the Palace Master! Do you want the Palace Master to seal your mouth and send you to the bitter cold of the north for reform?
“Clean all this up. Look at the ss you’ve made on the table. It’s as if I’ve starved you for ages.”
He reproached them sharply.
Upon hearing this, Zhe Jue and others imdiately stood up, starting to clear the table’s ss.
Actually, there wasn’t too much to clean up. Just remove a few cleaned out trays, and there was hardly anything left, not even the need for chicken bone disposal, because they had already been devoured by a lurking she-wolf.
…
In the kitchen, Lin Caisang started placing the dried cherries and loquats that she had taken from the stove into a bamboo container she had prepared in advance, and closed it tightly.
“Take so of these dried fruits with you. When you feel like snacking, you can take a few out. There’s nothing better than that.” Waving a bamboo container in the air, she told him.
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