Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 30 Give him a face!

Mu Qingwan came out of the room, looked around a few times, and thought about finding a small kitchen or something to make herself a bite to eat. Anyway, she's not sleepy now, and she's slept a lot, so it's better to exercise her muscles and bones.

Moreover, it has been so long since she traveled here, and she cooks only a handful of times by herself, so she is almost getting lazy.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingwan walked towards the front, just as she walked out of the small courtyard, she saw Qing Ning coming from the front.

Seeing Mu Qingwan, Qing Ning's face flickered, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes: "Ms. Mu."

"Where is your kitchen here?" Mu Qingwan nodded to her and asked aloud.

Hearing this, Qing Ning's eyes flashed with surprise, but she quickly remembered that Mu Qingwan hadn't eaten that day, and said quickly: "Miss Mu, forgive me, Qing Ning will go to prepare."

"No, tell me where the kitchen is. I'll go by myself. I slept all day, and I happen to be active now."

Qing Ning froze for a moment, then nodded: "I'm going to make medicine for the sect master, Miss Mu, please come with me."

Mu Qingwan hummed, and followed Qing Ning to the front corridor. It took about half a cup of tea to walk. Looking at the small courtyard in front, the obvious atmosphere became slightly warmer, and the lights inside were brightly lit.

Probably Qing Ning was also really busy. After taking Mu Qingwan in, she said, "Miss Mu, the cooks here are in charge of the meals in the villa. You can tell them to cook whatever you like to eat."

"Thank you."

"Miss is too polite." Qing Ning said, and then quickly walked to the pharmacy to the side to torture Qin Yang.

Mu Qingwan looked at Qing Ning's back, and thought of Qin Yang's situation today, she sighed in her heart. This kind of mental illness probably needs to cooperate with the treatment of a psychiatrist, and the most important thing is to see herself. Too much effect.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingwan shook her head and walked towards the kitchen.

When the cooks inside saw Mu Qingwan coming in, they asked aloud, "What's your order?"

"Go ahead, let me see for myself." Mu Qingwan said, picked out a few ingredients by herself, and then quickly prepared to cook.

The cook next to her was stunned when she saw this, and wanted to intervene, but saw that she had no way to intervene. Soon, Mu Qingwan made a bowl of hot shredded chicken and green vegetable noodles.

Mu Qingwan was about to take it out, when the maid at the side stepped forward and said, "Girl, come on, servant girl." As she spoke, she took the noodles from Mu Qingwan's hand, put it in a food box, and followed Mu Qingwan out.

The cooks waited for Mu Qingwan to go far away before they couldn't help swallowing. They looked at each other and said, "I've never seen someone cut meat like this."

Mu Qingwan's posture just now made people startled, and the look in her eyes when cutting the meat made people suspect that she didn't seem to be cutting the meat at all, she was so bright and focused, as if she was doing something very important .

"There's another bowl here, do you want to send it to Miss Mu?" A cook looked at another bowl of shredded chicken noodles on the kitchen table and asked suspiciously.

"Ms. Mu, a girl's family, how can she eat such two big bowls? I think..."

"Miss Mu said, give the other bowl of noodles to Sister Qingning and send it to the door owner's room." The cook was interrupted by a voice when she was talking. The maid Qing Wan sent her face to.

"Okay, I'll pack it now." The cook replied, and quickly packed it in a food box and sent it to the nearby pharmacy, where Qing Ning was looking at the medicine.

When Mu Qingwan returned to her room, the temperature of the noodles in the food box was just right. It was neither hot nor cold. After eating a bowl of noodles, she felt a little more comfortable in her empty stomach. I haven't tasted this taste for a long time. When I was young, my grandfather would often make it for her, but now...

Thinking of this, Mu Qingwan's mood became a bit depressed, looking at the full moon outside, a bit of loneliness flashed across her face.

Mu Qingwan just sat in the room all night, in a daze, staring at the moon, keeping her body in one posture, without moving all night, the sky outside gradually brightened, Mu Qingwan came back to her senses , I moved my legs and found that after sitting like this for a whole night, my legs were numb.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her leg, and after a long time, the numbness and tingling feeling got better.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and then, the door was pushed open from the outside, and it was Qing Ning who came.

Qing Ning looked at Mu Qingwan, her eyes sparkled, and said, "Miss Mu, Qing Ning is here, and there is something I want to trouble Miss Mu with."

Looking at Qing Ning's face, it didn't seem like there was anything embarrassing, but her tone...

"What's the matter?"

"Can you trouble me to make another bowl of noodles for the head of the door, last night the head of the door ate all the noodles made by Miss Mu, and ordered me to make another bowl this morning..." Qing Ning said His voice became a little lower, and he stared at Mu Qingwan eagerly.

Hearing this, Mu Qingwan raised her eyebrows, she thought it was some big deal, it was just cooking for others, it was her first time, after all, someone asked her before, but they all wanted her to help An autopsy or something.

"Okay." Mu Qingwan responded.

"Thank you girl." Qing Ning breathed a sigh of relief, she was afraid that Mu Qingwan would not agree.

Mu Qingwan followed Qing Ning to the small kitchen where she visited last night. The cooks inside stood neatly in a row with respectful expressions. On the kitchen table, the ingredients were ready.

She washed her hands and went over, picked up the knife and was about to chop vegetables, when she suddenly turned her head to look at Qing Ning, who was beside her, and said, "Come here."

Qing Ning came over and looked at Mu Qingwan without knowing why: "Miss Mu, what orders do you have?"

"You watch when I make it, and you can make it for your sect master in the future when he wants to eat it." Mu Qingwan said lightly, it is impossible for her to stay in the Wuji sect for the rest of her life and cook for this Qin Yang Bar?
Moreover, she actually made too much of the bowl of noodles last night, and she couldn't eat it. Thinking about Xiao Qi's experience with Qin Yang, she felt a little sympathetic.

"Yes, girl." Qing Ning replied.

Mu Qing turned her head to chop the vegetables. Her movements were focused and standard, especially the posture of holding the knife. The shredded meat seemed to be exactly the same, which shocked the cooks on the side.

Qing Ning on the side watched carefully, and also carefully wrote down one by one. After all, she has been with Qin Yang for many years, and Qin Yang's appetite has never been very good. Now it is hard for Qin Yang to like him. Of course, she must do her best. up.

Although Mu Qingwan's eyes fell on her own knife, she could still feel the concentration of Qing Ning beside her. She secretly thought, this Qing Ning must like Qin Yang, otherwise, there would be no such deep emotion in her eyes ,only……

(End of this chapter)