I became the villain's deceased wife

"Master, I brought the cook who knows how to make cold noodles with me. I'll ask her to make whatever you want to eat!"

Before Song Tian could even shout for help, the man grabbed her clothes and carried her to the next room and pressed her to the ground.

"No rudeness!"

The person above his head shouted weakly.

Song Tian was stunned. Why did this voice sound familiar?

"Huh? It's really you!"

She looked up and saw the man who had just fallen outside her yard, but he had changed his clothes.

This time, she wore a Yunbai Tianxiang brocade straight gown, covered with a plain gauze outer robe, and the hair crown on her head was also changed to one inlaid with white jade and pearls.

I guess this person is either rich or noble.

Only people like this can afford a guard like the cold-faced man.

"Mo Bai, I told you not to disturb the local residents, why didn't you listen?"

The man ignored Song Tian and scolded in an extremely weak voice.

The cold-faced man in black named Mo Bai actually felt wronged and said with red eyes:

"Master, you haven't had anything decent to eat in three days. If you continue like this, you will...!"

The master had no appetite these days and didn't want to eat anything. He only reluctantly ate two bites of the cold noodles he brought back that day.

But he didn't find her when he went to the vegetable market these two days, but he didn't expect to meet her by chance!

"I told you... cough cough cough!"

The man in white had a stern face.

"My illness is incurable, please stop messing with me... cough cough cough..."

I think he was really angry. After saying a few words, he broke out in a sweat and coughed non-stop.

Mo Bai quickly stepped forward to calm him down, muttering aggrievedly:

"You don't care about your own body, but you should also think about Mo Bai. If anything happens to you, even if I have ten lives, it won't be enough to compensate you!

Even if I go to the underworld with you, I don’t have the face to see the dead again…”

"Mo Bai!"

Seeing that he was about to say something he shouldn't, the man in white suppressed a cough and scolded him.

Song Tian, ​​who was still kneeling on the ground, felt that it was time to show her worth, otherwise she might not be able to leave the courtyard today.

"Hypoglycemia is not a serious disease. As long as you eat well, it will be cured."

She looked at Mo Bai with a smile on her face:

"Brother Mo, where is your kitchen? I'll cook a few of my specialties and make sure they'll whet your appetite!"

Mo Bai, who was supporting his master's sadness: ...

"I can't say anything else, but when it comes to cooking delicious food, no one in Fenglin County can catch up with me. If you don't believe me, just let me try. It won't hurt me anyway!"

Under the strange looks from the master and servant, Song Tian boasted awkwardly.

She is in great bad luck today. If she doesn't use some skills, she might not be able to escape.

Mo Bai finally wiped his red eyes and said coldly:

"Okay, come with me!"

This girl is right. Just give it a try first to see if it works. You won’t suffer any loss anyway.

Mo Bai took her to the kitchen with a cold face.

Song Tian was immediately attracted by the food in the room.

The space as big as two rooms was filled up by Mo Bai.

There are not many green vegetables at this time of year, but there are dried fish, candied fruits, all kinds of meat and game, as well as all kinds of pickled vegetables found in the market... everything you can think of!

If you don’t know, you might think he moved the entire vegetable market back.

"See if you need anything, and I'll try to buy it for you."

He opened the door and pushed Song Tian in.

"But if you dare to run..."

He shook the long sword in his arms, and the sword came out of the sheath with a "clang" sound.

"Don't blame me for being rude!"

Song Tian quickly assured:

"Don't worry, bro. I said I can do it if I can satisfy you!"

Mo Bai was quite satisfied with her attitude and nodded:

"You know what's going on!"

Song Tian asked him about his master's daily taste preferences and thought about what dishes to cook.

In the end, she chose the appetizing pickled fish with rice.

Although the sauerkraut at this time does not have the spicy taste of pickled peppers, it tastes good with the addition of ginger, garlic, and Sichuan peppercorns.

The fish was grass carp that Mo Bai bought and raised in a water tank. It was fresh, plump and tender, and completely wild. The meat was firm and delicious. It was sliced ​​into thin fillets and mixed with cornstarch and seasoning.

Put it into the sauerkraut soup that has been fried and boiled, and blanch it over high heat. Also add cabbage leaves and soaked mushrooms.

Song Tian found another casserole from the corner.

The kitchen was fully equipped with things, but most of them had never been used. Except for the iron pot and the chopping board which showed signs of use, everything else was shiny and new.

It seems that the guard Mo Bai is very dedicated. Although his master doesn't eat it, he still buys various ingredients and replaces them every day, for fear that his master will suddenly want to eat something.

Wash the casserole clean, wash the rice and put it into the pot, bring it to a boil over high heat, and burn it for about one incense stick of time.

There is still a small amount of rice soup in the pot, but it will slowly evaporate under the residual heat of the casserole, becoming a pot of moist and plump rice.

Seeing that there were hawthorns in the basket in the window, Song Tian washed a few more and added rock sugar to make a pot of sweet soup.

"It's time to eat!"

The crisp shouts echoed throughout the courtyard.

The young man in white who was resting with his eyes closed frowned. Mo Bai immediately shook his sword and said loudly:

"What are you shouting for? Can't you see the master is resting?"

The young man in white frowned even deeper.

Song Tian was carrying a large pot of fragrant pickled fish and two bowls of rice.

Seeing his posture, I was not afraid.

Mo Bai’s martial arts skills may be really high, but he is definitely not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately.

"Sorry, I'm used to it at home!"

As he said this, he placed the soup and rice on the table, smiling:

"Sir, would you please try it first and see if it suits your taste?"

The young man in white lazily raised his eyelids and saw in the casserole in front of him, a few slices of yellow-brown sauerkraut floating on the clear soup, the extremely thin fish slices were tender and white, and they were paired with tender yellow cabbage hearts and white mushrooms.

The presentation is very good.

He smelled it again and found the aroma of the sauerkraut was light and distant, not as pungent as the ones he had eaten before.

It actually whetted his appetite.

I picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it in my mouth. It was so tender that it melted in my mouth. It didn't have a strong aroma, but it had a very light sour and refreshing taste, which was very delicious.

"Well, it tastes good!"

He picked up another piece of fish with his chopsticks...

Song Tian was happy and pushed the rice towards him:

"Try eating it with rice, it's delicious!"

As she spoke, she pushed another bowl of rice in front of Mo Bai.

Mo Bai stared:

"How can I sit while the master is eating?"

Song Tian didn't care and put another chair for him:

"Your young master doesn't want to eat because no one is with him. Brother Mo, please take a seat. The more people there are, the more delicious the meal will be!"

To be honest, she had been planting peppers for the entire afternoon and was now very hungry. Even though she was on someone else's territory and the host had not invited her, it would be better for her not to act too presumptuous.

Mo Bai looked at the young man in white uncertainly.

Seeing the young master nod, he sat down very stiffly.

He had already smelled the fragrance of the pickled fish, and what Song Tian said was right. He had seen the young master eating alone before, and he did seem quite lonely.

"To this..."

The young man in white looked at Song Tian.

"My name is Song Tian."

She quickly introduced herself.

"Serve a bowl for Madam Song as well."

The visitor is a guest, and he is a well-educated person.

Just as Mo Bai was about to stand up, Song Tian had already stepped back several steps:

"Don't bother me, bro. I can do it myself!"

Mo Bai:......

He wanted to refuse just now. How could a foreign cook be qualified to sit at the same table with his master for dinner?