Chapter 375: Chapter 375: This is Chicken… Soup! Chapter 375: Chapter 375: This is Chicken… Soup! “Go buy.”
Without saying anything else, Ya Molian orders Zhe Jue.
If the little girl wants to have some fun, let her, he’s confident he can handle any possible mess.
Given no other options, Zhe Jue drags Zhen Wu along with him.
In the evening, everyone moved to Ya Molian’s house, because Lin Caisang had to go home. Otherwise, Lu Qiubo would undoubtedly drag the whole family up the mountain to look for her.
However, after dinner, Lin Caisang went to her room and decided to emulate Ya Molian.
Climbing out the window!
“Did you buy everything?”
In the kitchen, she asks Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu, who just put down the things they bought.
“Miss Lin, some of the things you asked for were quite hard to find.” Zhen Wu couldn’t help but complain.
The hardest to find was the milk, he and Zhe Jue didn’t know how many places they had run to without finding it. Eventually, it was Zhen Wu who thought of a ranch that had cows and was able to get it there.
Lin Caisang gave a light response.
“Later, send all these things to Manghuang Mountain.”
“Send them up the mountain?” Zhe Jue blinks, his face full of confusion.
Isn’t the kitchen here ready-made? Why do they need to send it to Manghuang Mountain? Is the kitchen there fire-resistant? Or is it not a big deal if the kitchen there burns, because it can be re-built?
“Miss Lin, whether we cook it here or there, it’s the same.”
With that, he couldn’t help but speak his mind.
If it weren’t for the fact that Zhe Jue had just returned from a trip to Youxiang River, covered in injuries, she would have slapped him.
“What are you thinking? I can at least fry a medicine, do you think I’m the kind of person who could burn down a kitchen?”
Yes, you are the kind of person who has burned a kitchen before!
That was what Zhe Jue was thinking, but he didn’t dare to voice it, so he just laughed nervously and agreed.
“Miss Lin, I will send these things to Manghuang Mountain right away. I’m going now. Zhen Wu, what are you doing standing there? Come and help!”
In the black of night, Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu head towards Manghuang Mountain. Zhen Wu still clueless asks Zhe Jue.
“Why would Miss Lin not be cooking?” Is the leader unwilling to let Miss Lin cook? But she herself agreed too.
Zhe Jue glared at him and cursed.
It’s not that she won’t cook, it’s that she doesn’t know how to cook!
“I don’t get it, but you do?” Zhen Wu asked, even more confused.
“Wait until tomorrow, you’ll understand.” Zhe Jue threw him a glance and continued to walk ahead.
How could he voice his concern—considering she could very well be their future mistress, the woman their leader had chosen? No, he didn’t have a death wish.
Zhen Wu would have to experience it first-hand to understand.
Zhen Wu was still confused but agreed, prepared to wait until the break of dawn.
However, he never imagined that he wouldn’t have to wait until the next day. As soon as he returned home from Manghuang Mountain, he got the first taste of Lin Caisang’s ‘wonderful’ cooking skills.
A mouthful of chicken soup sprayed out, grease filled his mouth. His eyes wide open, he shifted his gaze from the soup in his hand to Jiang Zuo and Jiang Li, then to Zhe Jue who had just accepted the soup but hadn’t drunk any.
“This is chicken… soup, right?”
Jiang Zuo and Jiang Li nodded simultaneously, very seriously at that too.