There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 68 teaches you a new skill - boiling bath water

The afternoon was peaceful and peaceful. Su Xian sat in front of the desk and reviewed his homework with a scroll in hand.

Yang Zhilan sat on her new quilt and meditated with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a ray of sunlight shone through the window into the study, making the room noticeably brighter.

Su Xian's house is located under the city wall, and most of the sunlight is blocked by the city wall. Only a ray of sunlight shines into the house during a specific period of time in the afternoon.

Su Xian put down the book and stood up, walked to the window and embraced the sunshine.

Yang Zhilan opened her eyes, turned to look at his back, then turned back and continued to meditate with her eyes closed.

"By the way, are you literate?" Su Xian suddenly asked.

"Know something." Yang Zhilan opened her eyes, and unforgettable scenes of miserable scenes appeared in her mind. Her literacy process was not so peaceful.

After a while, the sunlight was blocked by the city wall and disappeared, and the room became a little darker.

Su Xian returned to the desk and sat down to continue reviewing his homework.

At the end of Shenshi, around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Su Xian dropped the book and stretched while saying: "I'm going to pack dinner. Is there anything you particularly want to eat?"

"The lamb is delicious."

"Oh."

"With bones."

"Lamb chops?"

Yang Zhilan nodded, and couldn't help but nod when she saw Su Xian staring straight at her.

Su Xian recalled that during lunch today, Yang Zhilan seemed to have a special liking for mutton chops and ate them with gusto. Logically speaking, as a killer, she shouldn't be particularly fond of certain foods.

Before, Yang Zhilan had a big appetite, Su Xian didn't feel anything, probably because she had a lot of exercise so she digested quickly.

But now it seems a little different.

Su Xian held his chin and considered it for a long time, then asked: "Have you ever eaten that kind of lamb chops before?"

"no!"

"understood!"

Su Xian didn't ask her, as the number one killer of the internal guards, why did she suffer so miserably?Although that kind of mutton chop is more expensive, as a killer, you shouldn't be able to afford it!
There is only one explanation——

Yang Zhilan was immersed in a certain sad atmosphere, and there were some things she had never experienced before.

Because she is not a normal person...

Su Xian felt a little heavy.

I went straight to the restaurant and packed an extra serving of lamb chops.

after dinner.

Su Xian supervised Yang Zhilan to wash the dishes, and she performed well this time, only breaking one plate.

As a killer, why do you always break dishes? It's strange... Su Xian smiled and patted her shoulder, encouraging: "Very good, you have basically mastered the skills of washing dishes, I am very satisfied with you. "

Yang Zhilan's face was expressionless.

Su Xian continued: "Washing dishes is an indispensable part of your integration into your new life, so I decided to leave all the dishes to you in the future!"

Yang Zhilan continued to remain expressionless.

Su Xian took it as her acquiescence and added, "However, just washing dishes does not allow you to completely integrate into your new life."

Yang Zhilan looked up at him, expressionless.

"So I decided to teach you a new skill - boiling bath water!" Su Xian looked very serious, as if he was talking about something big.

Yang Zhilan was a little confused and said: "I can make a fire!"

"You can?"

"I'll make a fire and roast a rabbit!"

"Oh." Su Xian suddenly realized that as a killer, Yang Zhilan must have experience in surviving in the wild. This was because Su Xian underestimated her.

"Okay, then you go boil the bath water, and I'll go to Mrs. Liu's house next door to borrow clothes for you."

"..."

With the division of labor completed, Su Xian opened the door and walked out.

By this time, the sky had darkened and there were few pedestrians on the street.

Su Xian's home and Liu Huixiang's home were both at the end of the street, so there were even fewer pedestrians.

This is why Su Xian insisted on borrowing clothes at this time.

……

Time goes back a quarter of an hour.

Liu Huixiang's home.

first floor.

On the small wooden table against the wall, there is a sumptuous meal, the table is full of cups and plates, and there is almost no place to put the rice bowl.

Liu Huixiang sat against the wall.

Her clothes are brightly colored, her head is covered with pearls, and her delicate skin seems to be able to pinch water;

Her eyebrows and eyes are as green as a girl's, but her figure is as convex as a young woman's;

She is like a fairy descending from heaven, sitting there and making the whole room feel springy;
Enchanting, gorgeous, and unforgettable!
Zhang Cuihua sat facing the wall, holding a large bowl, eating heartily and sweating on her forehead.

Relatively speaking, the small bowl held in Liu Huixiang's hand was only as big as a fist. After eating for so long, she only consumed half of the bowl of rice... She had no appetite.

After a while, Zhang Cuihua put down the big bowl and burped, almost full.

Turning his head, he saw that there was still half of the small bowl left in the young lady’s bowl, and he couldn’t help but worry: “Is the young lady thinking about Mr. Su?”

Liu Huixiang's pair of chopsticks holding a grain of rice was fixed in mid-air. Her beautiful eyes glared at Zhang Cuihua, and she said angrily: "What are you talking about? I... I was thinking about the stinky tofu business."

"The business of stinky tofu is very good!"

Zhang Cuihua pinched her waist with one hand and fanned herself with a cattail leaf fan in the other. She smiled and said, "Since making stinky tofu, our work has been reduced by at least [-]%. It is much easier than before."

"At the same time, I have earned more money. This is all a good thing, but the servant girl seems to be..." Zhang Cuihua stared at her with wide eyes.

“What’s the use of making so much money?”

Liu Huixiang stared at the closed door invisibly, her tone somewhat resentful, and then she found Zhang Cuihua staring at her closely, so she lowered her head to eat.

Zhang Cuihua looked away, fanned herself for a while, and suddenly saw that the table was full of food. After her "sweeping", only a third of it was left.

In the past, they were quite frugal. Although the meals were not shabby, they were rarely wasted.

It was rare to see a third of the food left after eating like today... Hey, that's not right!
Zhang Cuihua was stunned for several seconds, looked at Liu Huixiang and said with a smile: "Miss cooks so many dishes, could it be... that she cooked Mr. Su's portion?"

Liu Huixiang's pretty face suddenly changed color, and her heart felt like it had been pricked by a bee.

Yes, she did have this intention, but she didn't come...

But Liu Huixiang would not admit it even if she died. She forced herself to calm down, lowered her head and dug her rice and said: "Don't think too much, this is all to reward you Cuihua. You have suffered a lot with me over the years..."

Zhang Cuihua is a sentimental person. When she heard this, her eyes could not help but water, and she was moved and said: "Thank you very much, Miss. In fact, I don't feel hard at all."

Listening to these sincere words, Liu Huixiang felt very ashamed, so she had to lower her head and continue to cook... The unexpected reward was that she finally finished the remaining half of the bowl of rice.

After a while, Liu Huixiang also put down her bowls and chopsticks.

Zhang Cuihua had recovered, and suddenly sighed: "It has been so many days, and Mr. Su still hasn't come to collect his share of the dividends. Miss, how about I ask Mr. Su to come over?"

"No!" Liu Huixiang said subconsciously.

"Miss, don't you want to see Mr. Su?"

"I don't want to see you!"

Zhang Cuihua was about to speak, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, boom, boom, boom.

The two turned their heads to look together.

"Sister Zhang, it's me, Su Xian, looking for Mrs. Liu for help."

Su Xian's voice came in.

Zhang Cuihua got up, then sat down again, looking at Liu Huixiang.

Liu Huixiang was already overwhelmed with joy. She ignored Zhang Cuihua's scrutinizing gaze and hurriedly ordered: "Cuihua, go open the door quickly! Go quickly!"

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