There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 67 Yang Zhilan: I am not your little maid
There is no doubt that stinky tofu is a delicacy with a unique flavor.

But for those who are new to it, it is really hard to swallow.

The main reason is that the smell is so bad that most people can't bear it.

After Su Xian handed the stinky tofu to Yang Zhilan with a smile, he looked at her face carefully.

Hey, your face is expressionless, but I guess you must be very resistant in your heart... Su Xian handed the stinky tofu closer and said with a smile: "Take it, it's really delicious. You'll know after you taste it."

Yang Zhilan raised her hand, took the stinky tofu, put it into her mouth without hesitation, and chewed it carefully... The whole process went smoothly, and she didn't even frown.

Seeing her like this is no different from eating a piece of delicious pastry.

Su Xian's eyes widened and he looked at Yang Zhilan across from him in a daze.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Su Xian asked mechanically.

"It's delicious." Yang Zhilan nodded.

"Then I'll give you this one too." Su Xian handed over another portion of stinky tofu.

Yang Zhilan took it, skillfully opened the oil paper package, and took the entire portion of stinky tofu into her mouth in one bite...

Su Xian pursed his lips and greeted somewhat boringly: "Eat, otherwise the food will get cold!"

After dinner.

The desk was a mess.

Yang Zhilan's fighting power was very strong, and Su Xian also ate more than usual.

After drinking and eating, Su Xian leaned on the back of the chair and drank tea. Yang Zhilan sat on the small stool opposite, motionless, but with a satisfied look on her face.

"You still remember what I told you this morning. In front of others, you are my distant cousin. When your family was in trouble, you went to Yingzhou to join me."

"But in fact, you are my bodyguard, and my safety depends on you."

"After a while, I'll go out and buy a quilt for you. By the way, what kind of quilt do you like?"

Yang Zhilan looked up at her, her eyes a little blank.

Su Xian nodded and said: "That's all, I'll make the decision for you. Later today, I'll go to Mrs. Liu's house next door to borrow some women's clothes for you."

"Yes." Yang Zhilan nodded slightly, indicating that she was satisfied with this arrangement.

"And then there's one last question."

Su Xian's expression suddenly became serious.

Yang Zhilan looked up at him.

Su Xian looked down at the messy cups and plates on the desk, then looked at her again and asked, "Zhilan, can you wash the dishes?"

A quarter of an hour later.

Kitchen on the first floor.

While washing the dishes, Su Xian explained to Yang Zhilan how to wash the dishes. He explained carefully, and Yang Zhilan listened carefully.

After washing two bowls, Su Xian stepped aside and said, "Okay, they say you should apply what you learn. Come and give it a try. Be careful not to break the bowls."

Yang Zhilan had no expression on her face and walked forward silently. As soon as she picked up a plate, the plate fell out of her hands and fell to the ground with a "snap" sound.

The kitchen was quiet for a while.

Yang Zhilan said expressionlessly: "I..."

"Don't say it. It's true that the bowl is a little slippery, but be careful next time. Just keep washing."

Subsequently.

In the kitchen, with the sounds of "pop", "pop" and "pop", Yang Zhilan finally learned to wash the dishes.

Learning always comes at a price... Su Xian was very calm and ordered as he walked out of the kitchen: "Just stay at home. I'll go out and buy you bedding, towels, and a basin. Oh, by the way, I'll buy another set by the way. plate."

Although Yang Zhilan was expressionless, her eyes dodged a little.

She is the number one killer of the imperial guards, but just now, she was completely humiliated.

……

After half an hour.

Yang Zhilan, who was sitting quietly in the study on the second floor, suddenly moved her ears, walked to the entrance of the corridor without a sound, and looked to the first floor.

She saw Su Xian directing several men to carry things from the carriage parked on the street at the door and pile them on the floor of the living room on the first floor.

The thing is very big and soft... it should be a bedding, pillow or something.

My quilt was finally bought back... This thought came to Yang Zhilan's mind.

But on the surface she remained expressionless.

After the things were moved, Su Xian closed the door and shouted: "Zhi Lan, come down and move the things."

Yang Zhilan had long wanted to run down and move those things back to her room [study], but there were outsiders around, so she didn't move.

Following Su Xian's call, Yang Zhilan immediately "ran down", stared at the packages piled on the ground expressionlessly, and then looked at Su Xian.

"I'm going to wash my face. You can move it first, and be gentle."

After Su Xian gave the instructions, he went to the kitchen to get water to wash his face.

After a while, he washed his face and walked out of the kitchen, glanced into the living room, and was stunned.

Something?
Why are there none?
He thought for a moment, climbed the worn wooden ladder to the second floor, quietly walked to the study door, and then suddenly pushed it open.

I saw five or six packages piled up in the study, and Yang Zhilan stood in the middle of the room like a tree stump.

"You've all moved up here."

Su Xian was surprised. When he walked into the study, he found that all the packages had been opened, because the knots tied by the boss when he bought these things were completely different from the knots now.

There was even a package open, a towel and a copper basin scattered on the ground, not stuffed yet...

"You..." Su Xian looked at Yang Zhilan with a strange expression and asked, "Have you already dismantled it?"

"En." Yang Zhilan's eyes flashed embarrassment.

Su Xian couldn't bear to provoke her any more and divided the package into three parts.

Part of it is Su Xian's own bedding, part of it is Yang Zhilan's bedding, and the last part is towels, copper basins, plates and other sundries.

After sorting the piles, Su Xian carried his own bedding and said before going out: "Take the towels, copper basin and plates back to the kitchen. By the way, can you make the bed and fold the quilt?"

"meeting!"

Actually, Yang Zhilan didn't know how to do it, but somehow she said this word.

At this moment, even though she was the number one killer of the internal guards, her ears felt a little hot.

Fortunately, her hair was scattered and covered her up so that she couldn't see it.

Su Xian nodded, carried the quilt back to the bedroom, put away the character "囍" borrowed from Liu Huixiang, put it in the closet, and then put on the newly bought mattress...

After finishing these tasks, Su Xian came to the study room and saw Yang Zhilan's so-called "knowledge" of making the bed and folding the quilt, which was to fold the quilt into a long strip that could only accommodate one person, and spread it on the floor casually.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and ignored it.

He walked around the study room and asked Yang Zhilan to move the crumbling bookshelf to a position to make more space for her.

After moving the bookshelf, Su Xian casually took out a scroll and said suddenly: "I have forgotten to review my homework these days!"

Yang Zhilan stood on one side and stared curiously at the scroll in his hand.

Studying and obtaining fame are still Su Xian's established "main line".

As the saying goes, "You can make a living by not practicing for three days." Although I took a month's leave, I couldn't indulge myself too much.

Su Xian decided to choose a day to go to the county school, take back the scrolls stored in the county school, and review his lessons at home.

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