Chapter 771

Women live alone in the main courtyard. There are only a few things to do in the house, and human relations are also done very well. Anyone who sees them must praise their virtue.

Every time he looked in the mirror, Su Yanyu could see a middle-aged woman with empty eyes in the mirror. She seemed to have no soul. Su Yanyu felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. He knew that when a woman was a girl, her eyes were bright, but on the wedding night, the light in her eyes was extinguished by a man and never lit up again.

Su Yanyu was deeply trapped in this fantasy and couldn't get out. He had no choice but to endure it.

The woman's name is Lian Qian. Outside, people call her Lian madam. This is her only requirement. Men don't love her, and she doesn't want to take his surname.

The boring days passed day after day. Lian Qian got up to wash and served the soup as usual. This was Lian Qian's habit. She didn't eat anything in the morning and only drank a bowl of sweet soup. People knew that she didn't like noise, so she kept quiet after serving the soup.

Lian Qian sat at the table and scooped a mouthful of soup with a white jade spoon. She was stunned at the entrance, and then said, "who made today's soup?"

The servant hurriedly replied, "madam, it's made by the new chef Wang. The old chef is going to return to his hometown to provide for the elderly. He's cooking with the chef Wang, but madam doesn't like this taste?"

Lian Qian looked at the round red dates, and the cores went inside. She tasted one. It was light sweet and waxy. It was very fragrant. The sweet taste was very refreshing, which was much better than the previous cooks.

Lian Qian slowly said, "transfer people to the main courtyard, and then he will only care about my food."

Lian Qian is already a middle-aged woman. She has probably passed half of her life. After more than ten years of marriage, she is confused. Today's sweetness has been in her heart. She is doomed to suffer in this life. If she can keep a little sweetness, she can keep a little sweetness.

The servant showed a happy look: "good madam."

In the afternoon, Lian Qian saw the cook, who was about 30 years old and dressed in plain cloth. After seeing Lian Qian, she bowed her head and saluted, "I've seen your wife."

Lian Qian gently forehead: "go down."

There is a small kitchen in the main courtyard, which is usually fired by servant girls. Lian Qian is not picky. Her taste is light, so she has no special chef.

Now this chef Wang is special.

Lian Qian thought for a while and said, "during this time, you can make everything you're good at for me to taste. I'll taste it according to my preferences. Then, just remember it."

Chef Wang nodded, "OK."

The kitchen is in the inner courtyard of the main courtyard. Even Qian occasionally goes out and usually checks accounts in the study.

At noon, she smelled a choking fragrance, and the servant girl on the side hurriedly said, "madam, chef Wang made a lot of pepper in the kitchen."

This choking smell is the smell of pepper.

The servant girl worried that Lian Qian didn't like it, but Lian Qian looked flat, continued to turn over the account, and slowly said, "let him go."

Su Yanyu, who feels the same feelings, is going crazy. That choking fragrance really makes him drool. This cooking must be the best.

In the past, the boring daily life was just torture for Su Yanyu, but today, Su Yanyu feels a little tormented in the torture.

It's time for lunch. Lian Qian went to the main hall from her study for dinner. Chef Wang didn't cook much, only four dishes.

A pile of hot and sour potato (potato) shreds, a pot of meat slices, a green vegetable, and a white cut chicken. Even Qian usually tastes vegetarian, and she also makes vegetarian in the kitchen. She doesn't want to say anything. For more than a decade, she feels that she loves vegetarian.

Looking at the oily dish, the servant girls were all sweating for the kitchen king.

Lian Qian has already sat down and started eating.

The meat slices are smooth and tender, delicious and spicy, and the bean sprouts covered inside are crisp.

The white cut chicken is fresh and tender, and the hot and sour potato silk is refreshing. Each dish successfully catches her taste buds, which makes her lethargic nerves excited.

Lian Qian ate quietly, and she was a little full for the first time.

The portion of the dish was not much, and she almost ran out after she was full. The servant girls were already a little stunned.

After dinner, Lian Qian went to the small kitchen in the inner courtyard, which was still on fire. The figure of the man was busy. Hearing the sound, he put down his work: "madam, is the food still appetizing?"

Lian Qian nodded faintly, "what are you doing?"

It was just eaten at noon, but the pot was still boiling, and Lian Qian was curious.

Chef Wang smiled and said, "this is dinner. Eat well at noon and eat less dinner, so eat noodles in the evening. Now I'm hanging soup."

Lian Qian was looking forward to it. She said faintly, "you can arrange it."

Lian Qian said that and went back to the study. After reading the cumbersome account books for a long time, she was inevitably a little tired. Lian Qian rubbed her forehead and sat quietly.

She used to be like this, just in a daze. She often sat down all afternoon. The main courtyard was always very dull, and no one was smoking.

But today, Su Yanyu knew that Lian Qian was not in a daze, but thinking about the taste of noodles in the evening. She thought of the soup at noon. Chef Wang's cooking is so good. The sweet soup he makes is delicious, the home-made dishes are also delicious, and the noodles should also be delicious.

Su Yanyu can feel what Lian Qian thinks, but Lian Qian doesn't know his existence.

Su Yanyu is smart, a woman who has no soul day after day. Even if it is a subtle change, it is all broken.

In the evening, Lian Qian ate the noodles she expected. The clear soup tasted fresh, the noodles were refreshing, and there was a poached egg and a little green vegetables in it. There was nothing else.

The tea is also made by wangchu.

This is the most vegetarian meal that Lian Qianzhang's family has ever had.

But she likes to eat most. Her taste buds seem to be hooked by an invisible force.

After eating noodles and drinking tea, she didn't support herself very much. She washed and rested as usual.

As soon as it was dark, Lian Qian had been lying in bed and fell asleep. She had a dream and dreamed of herself as a girl. Her smile was bright and her smiling eyes were always bright. Outside the dream, sleeping Lian Qian slightly hooked her lips.

Su Yanyu felt very comfortable and relaxed from his heart. He knew that Lian Qian had never laughed since she married. She seemed to have lost her happiness, and she often cried.

Su Yanyu thinks that this chef Wang is going to make a fortune, at least he thinks so.

Wang Chu's cooking is very good. Even Qian didn't ask for it, so he played it by himself.

In the morning, sometimes it's a bowl of sweet soup, sometimes it's a bowl of porridge, but no matter what he does, even Qian feels delicious. When she's free, she will go to the kitchen to have a look. Today's chef Wang is dealing with a leg of lamb. When he saw Lian Qian, he said, "I pasted a cake crust, and you can try this at noon."

Lian Qian nodded, "what do you eat in the evening?"