Chapter 780: 782【On How to Marry Sai Xishi】

Chapter 780 782 [On how to marry Sai Xishi]

"Old man, I see that you are being honest today. I will cook pork ribs for you later." Seeing that Xiang Nan was busy seeing a doctor for a long time, Hu Suhua didn't even think about flirting with the door after seeing the doctor. She was happy and came to laugh road.

"Don't, don't, I don't dare to bother Madam. I'll do the pork rib stew." Xiang Nan waved his hands quickly when he heard this.

Hu Suhua's cooking skills are not good, the dishes she cooks are either salty, sour, bitter or raw, and they are simply inedible. This is also one of the reasons why Xilaile always thinks about the lion head of the opposite door.

After all, whoever often eats dark dishes will not be afraid!

"Hey, there is no reason why old men cook?" Hu Suhua waved his hands and said, "You, you have been busy for a long time, so just sit here honestly and wait to eat ready-made ones."

"It's an honor to be able to cook for my wife~" Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Let me go, Defuer, just stay here and watch. Call me if there are incurable diseases that cannot be cured."

"Hey, I know. Master." Defu immediately responded, then turned around and said to another employee, Takako, "It's over, master cooks, I'm afraid it's even worse than master's cooking."

When Guizi, Anzi, Luzi and other staff heard this, they all showed embarrassment.

Shiniang has learned how to cook, but Xi Laile has never learned how to cook. After all, in that era, the emphasis was on the male leading the outside and the female leading the inside, and the gentleman stayed away from the kitchen.

So no wonder he cooks delicious food!

"Defuer, what are you talking about?" Hu Suhua's ears were pointed, and when she heard it, she immediately scolded.

"I said I must guard the counter and take care of the doctor~" Defuer quickly changed her words.

"It's not too bad." Hu Suhua nodded.

Xiang Nan then came to the backyard kitchen, washed his hands, put on his apron, and prepared to cook.

"Old man, are you okay?" Seeing this, Hu Suhua asked worriedly.

"Oh, I've watched my wife cook for so long, and I learned how to steal from my teacher." Xiang Nan laughed. To be honest, he is no stranger to cooking.

As a contemporary social animal, in order to save money, cooking is an essential skill. After all, no matter how cheap a box lunch is, it costs ten yuan. And cooking by yourself, the same meal, cost no more than five yuan. And cook by yourself, the quality is guaranteed.

Xiang Nan then chopped the pork ribs with a knife, blanched them, put them in the pot, stir-fried them, colored them, stewed them, and seasoned them... While the pork ribs were being stewed, they first stewed the rice, and then fried two vegetarian dishes, one with garlic-flavored beans and one with dried celery.

The vegetables are fried, the rice is stewed, and then salt is added to the ribs to collect the juice...

"Okay, Luzi, let's greet everyone for dinner~" Xiang Nan shouted immediately.

"Eat, eat~" Lu Zi greeted immediately.

After a while, everyone filled the rice and sat at the table, ready to eat.

In ancient times, most apprentices had a miserable life. After apprenticeship, the life is basically the master's, and he accepts punishment if he is beaten or scolded. Death and escape, each has its own destiny.

The master asked me to do what I did. I worked during the day and kept vigil at night. Not enough to eat, not warm to wear, just like a slave.

However, Xilaile and his wife are kind people and do not treat apprentices harshly, so apprentices and servants can eat and drink well.

"Brother Defuer, is this dish made by Master? It looks okay~" Shengzi asked doubtfully.

"It looks okay, but who knows what it tastes like~" Telford frowned.

"That's right, that's right." Everyone nodded and said, all of them were psychologically shadowed by the teacher's dark cooking.

"Come on, old man, you've worked hard for a long time, sit down quickly~" Hu Suhua helped Xiang Nan sit down and said.

Actually, as long as Xi Laile doesn't go to the opposite door, then Hu Suhua really has nothing to say to him.

"Madam sits too, Madam sits too." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Come, Madam, try my handicrafts~" As he spoke, he picked up a piece of pork ribs and sent it to her bowl.

"Yes." Hu Suhua nodded with a smile, and put it into her mouth without hesitation.

"Hiss~" All the apprentices and maidservants took a breath when they saw this.

Looking at the eyes of the proprietress, there is a kind of admiration, as if she is Shennong who tastes all kinds of herbs.

"Master, how does it taste~" Defu asked concerned.

"Hey, it tastes good." Hu Suhua chewed it twice. The taste was salty and the meat was crispy. It was really delicious.

"Really, I'll try it~" Defu saw that her expression did not seem to be fake, so he quickly stretched out his chopsticks and said.

"Crack~" Hu Suhua tapped his chopsticks, "There are no rules, let your master eat first~"

"Hey, master, you eat first." Defu quickly changed his words.

Xiang Nan nodded, picked up the pork ribs, and took a bite, "Well, the taste is not bad. Alright, you all eat~"

All the apprentices put down their chopsticks after hearing this.

"Hey, it's really delicious~"

"The taste is really good~"

"Does the master still have this skill?"

They said in surprise while eating.

Master's cooking skills are much better than his wife's.

"Old man, when did you learn to cook? Could it be from the other door?" Hu Suhua asked suspiciously.

The old man's cooking is better than her cooking, obviously it is impossible to steal from her. It's possible to talk to the vixen at the opposite door.

"Hey, look at you, aren't you narrow-minded." Xiang Nan laughed, "To be honest, cooking is the same as prescribing medicine. They both pay attention to the ruler, minister and assistant, the proportion and harmony, the color and smell.

Yi Yin, a genius doctor in ancient times, was born as a cook and was good at making spoons; the dumplings we usually eat were created by Zhang Zhongjing, a medical sage in the Eastern Han Dynasty... My prescription is very good. Naturally, cooking is not bad. "

Hu Suhua saw that what he said had a nose and an eye, and she couldn't help but believed it 70% to 80%.

"Since you cook so deliciously, then you will cook all the meals at home." She said with a smile.

"Okay, ma'am, just take a look." Xiang Nan nodded.

"Defu, Luzi, after dinner, give your master a good back rub, don't let him get tired." Hu Suhua said again.

"Yes, Master." Defu and Luzi both responded.

After finishing his meal, Xiang Nan went back to the front hall, leaned on the back of the chair, and rested with his eyes closed.

Telford, Lu Zi, one squeezed the shoulders, the other beat the legs. There is also a purple sand pot on hand to soak the tea, take a sip to moisten the heart and lungs. Although there is no mobile phone, WiFi, and TV, the small days are considered happy.

Xiang Nan was enjoying it while thinking about how to marry Sai Xishi.

His original idea was two.

One is to divorce the Hu family and leave the house by himself, so that he can be with Sai Xishi in a fair and aboveboard manner; the other is to elope with Sai Xishi. With his excellent medical skills, even if he lives in a foreign land, it is not difficult to make a living.

It was only after crossing over and inheriting Xi Laile's memory that Xiang Nan realized that neither of these two paths would work.

Xi Laile was an orphan just like Defu back then, and was taken in by his master since he was a child, and taught him medical skills. Afterwards, he was recruited as the door-to-door son-in-law, and all the family property was handed over to him.

This is a great kindness to Xilaile. Therefore, Xi Laile never thought of divorcing his wife even though Hu was arrogant, unruly, poor in cooking and barren.

Therefore, if Xiang Nan divorces his wife or elopes, even if he completes the task, it will be difficult to get Xi Laile's approval. At that time, the rewards will have to be greatly reduced.

Therefore, we must think differently.

(end of this chapter)

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